Gu Feng kept driving and followed Feng Yang's sports car closely.

He drove a Maserati, orange-red, just like the personality he looked on the surface.

The sun is warm.

But now reflected in Gu Feng's eyes, it was extremely dazzling.

The scene in the restaurant just now was all in his eyes.

"Xiao Yan, Xiao Yan!"

Gu Feng slammed the steering wheel.

He never expected that Ming Yan and Shang Jing met for a few minutes, and after getting out of the car, she changed her mind!

She accepted Feng Yang and planned to give him a chance to have a formal relationship with Feng Yang?

But she didn't tell the other party just now that she wouldn't consider having sex with him.

The man just looked like her brother.

Why changed your mind in a few minutes!

Gu Feng had been sitting upright in the car, quiet as a puppet.

His eyes were getting redder.

He thought about it for a long time, and finally thought of only one hypothesis that made the most sense.

Was Shang Jing talking to Ming Yan about breaking up just now?

Because they have completely broken up, Ming Yan began to prepare to accept Feng Yang, who looks similar to Ming Lei.

But if she finally decided to leave Shang Jing, why did she choose this guy surnamed Feng who suddenly appeared.

But it's not him, it's not him!

There was a little bit of red flame in Gu Feng's eyes, and he followed all the way.

He watched Feng Yang take Ming Yan's hand and get off the Maserati and stop at the gate of the presidential palace.

He also kissed the back of her hand very gentlemanly.

Ming Yan gave Feng Yang a faint smile and walked in.

Gu Feng's hand holding the steering wheel became harder and harder, and with a kick under his feet, the car rushed out like a wild horse.

He continued to follow Feng Yang.

Heavenly Dao cultivates the most exquisite killers in the world, so what every Heavenly Dao member is best at is tracking and finding out the news.

As a young master, his special training in this area is much stronger than others.

Out of professional sensitivity, Gu Feng always felt that Feng Yang had more secrets on him.

Ming Yan is the No1 senior killer of Tiandao, and it is impossible not to be suspicious.

But Feng Yang looks so much like Ming Lei, and feelings, especially family affection, can make people relax their vigilance.

What Ming Yan won't check, he will check for her.

At this time, Feng Yang was in his collapsed hotel room.

He looked nervously out the window, closed the curtain, and pulled a box of needles out of a drawer.

I held one in my hand and slowly injected half of it next to my cheek.

The potion was only half injected, and suddenly there was a knock at the door.

Feng raised his eyebrows and frowned slightly, and hurriedly took down the syringe and hid it.

The gentle expression just now was long gone, and his voice became a little cruel.

"I told me my room didn't need to be taken care of! Don't knock anymore, do you hear? ”

The waiter at the hotel had already come once and had already been dismissed.

So Feng Yang took it for granted that the person who came was a waiter again.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the door of the room was directly hit with a big hole.

In the smoke of gunpowder, Feng Yang was horrified to see Gu Feng walking in majestically like a god.

There was no one behind him, and he held a gravity strike gun in his hand, and a sneer on his lips.

There is a dangerous and sinister aura all over the body.

"Mr. Feng, what are you looking for? Your subordinates? Look no further. ”

Gu Feng carried the gun, strode to his desk, turned his chair with his hand, sat down lazily, and sneered.

"Your people have all been solved by the people of Heavenly Dao. Tsk, Mr. Feng, you have this little ability, and you still say that you dream of squeezing out my Heavenly Dao and ascending in the killer circle? ”