Chapter 13 Revenge

"Damn it, I've been preparing for this day for so long, and I'm about to succeed, but Cheng Yaojin comes out halfway and lets this kid ruin my good deeds. No matter what, I won't let him go!"

Zhang Shaojie was furious when he thought of this, thinking that he had been laying the groundwork for this plan since he was in college.

As a result, when it was only one step away, it was destroyed by someone. This kind of result would not be able to swallow the bad breath even if it were placed on anyone.

Originally, Yang Meng had slowly and completely believed in herself. Thinking that the Yin Body in Yang Meng could make her cultivation improve by leaps and bounds, Zhang Shaojie felt increasingly irritated and inexplicable.

Now, although Yang Meng has not shown any other opinions on the surface, she has slowly begun to doubt herself in her heart.

All of this happened because of Han Fei. If he had known this, there would be no need for him to call Han Fei over. But now it's good that he didn't humiliate Han Fei, but ruined all his hard work over the past few years.

"Damn Han Fei, you better die in that haunted house, otherwise once you come back alive, I will make you feel the pain of not being able to survive or die!"

Zhang Shaojie murmured to himself. The viciousness shown on Zhang Shaojie's face at this moment made even the servant who was taking care of him stagger.

Zhang Shaojie took out his cell phone and dialed Yang Meng's number, but there was no answer on the other end. Zhang Shaojie's chest rose and fell sharply.

His expression kept changing, and then he slammed the phone against the wall. There was only a snap sound, and the phone shattered instantly.

Zhang Shaojie grimaced and clenched his fists, “Okay, little bitch! I don't believe you can escape from my grasp. No matter where you go, I will catch you!"

After Han Fei returned to his rental house, he fell into a deep sleep and slept until the morning of the next day.

Han Fei didn't wake up naturally, he was woken up by a phone call. After sleeping for such a long time, Han Fei finally felt a little refreshed.

The call was from Su Qing, and Su Qing's very cheerful voice came through the phone.

"Han Fei, are you free today? Come out and I'll treat you to a meal. Since you massaged me last time, the discomfort in my body has completely disappeared. I also want to ask you for advice!"

Han Fei was considering whether to agree to Su Qing's request, but there was another series of bombardment on the other end of the phone.

"Let me tell you, the last time you rejected me, I saw that you had just attended your ex-girlfriend's proposal, so I let you go in a bad mood. Now I invite you again, if you still dare to refuse , but don’t blame me for being rude!”

A sneering laugh came from the other end of the phone. Han Fei shook his head helplessly and could only agree.

Su Qing and I have a relationship that is equivalent to that of buddies, but both her looks and figure are the kind that would kill you for your life.

She is definitely the object of lust for every virgin boy in his midnight dreams, but Su Qing and herself have always maintained the purest friendship.

Although Han Fei once thought about being with Amelia Su, this thought only passed by briefly and never lasted.

In addition, Han Fei also knew the specific situation of Su Qing's family, so naturally he did not dare to have such thoughts.

Su Qing's family sells sex toys, but unlike those small sex toy stores, they control the entire lifeblood of sex toys.

It has gradually become a company and a group. Su Qing's father and grandfather are both romantic people, so Su Qing has an inexplicable resistance to men.

She felt that men were the most filthy and despicable things, but when she saw Han Fei treating Yang Meng so infatuatedly.

Su Qing felt a string in her heart that seemed to be touched. Gradually, she wanted to get to know Han Fei and became friends with Han Fei.

"Okay, I agree!"

Han Fei nodded and agreed. Anyway, he had just completed the mission. He should not be assigned missions for a short period of time. It was also time to relax.

Han Fei got up and washed himself, and tried his best to take care of himself. Looking at the handsome face in the mirror, Han Fei smiled to himself, no matter how good-looking he was, he would still be the same if he had no money. I can't keep my girlfriend.

During this trip, Han Fei wrapped the peach wood sword in a layer of cloth and finally carried it on his back. As he walked on the street, Han Fei's eyes were always on him.

Some people were curious, while others looked at him like idiots, thinking that Han Fei was cosplaying, but his costume didn't look like it.

Not long after, Han Fei took a taxi, stopped at the door of a cafe, and walked in. The decoration of this cafe was very high-end.

As expected, the place where Su Qing came and went was really different from her own. If Han Fei asked someone to eat, it would be to go to a roadside stall or a food stall, so naturally he would not come to such a place.

The entire coffee shop was filled with the aroma of coffee, and beautiful piano music was playing.

Although Han Fei didn't know much about the piano, he could tell that the piano made him feel particularly quiet.

Immediately, a waiter came up and asked Han Fei if he had friends or was alone. Han Fei told him the box number that Su Qing had given him.

The waiter took Han Fei to the door of the room and then retreated, but he still looked at Han Fei with a strange look.

Han Fei understood that the reason why they looked at him like this was entirely because he was carrying a mahogany sword behind his back.

Most people would think that there must be something wrong with their heads, but after experiencing so many life and death situations, Han Fei had already put these problems behind him.

In the face of life and death, what do the eyes of others mean? Is it possible that these eyes can save one's life in times of crisis?

After opening the box and walking in, Su Qing saw Han Fei walking in at a glance. He was drinking coffee, but Su Qing couldn't help but spit it out.

Then he burst into laughter. Han Fei sat opposite Su Qing and looked at Su Qing expressionlessly. Perhaps because he was aware of Han Fei's appearance, Su Qing's smile slowly stopped.

Then he said, “I said you have watched too many zombie movies, who is walking around with a mahogany sword on his back in broad daylight, or have you seen through the world of mortals and are planning to become a monk?"

"I don't want to tell you." Han Fei rolled his eyes at Su Qing and said unceremoniously.

Su Qing immediately stared at her beautiful almond eyes, then took her pink fist and punched Han Fei on the shoulder. The friendship between the two of them was more like that of good buddies.

"Okay, I don't care if you are a performance artist or a cosplayer. Anyway, these have nothing to do with me. I called you out this time simply because I wanted to thank you. Also, we haven't had much contact since we came out of school! "

Su Qing told her why she came, and she looked at Han Fei with bright eyes. She felt that Han Fei must have undergone unusual changes during this period of time.

Ever since the last time Han Fei used massage techniques to help him get rid of that feeling, Su Qing had become curious about Han Fei.

Even the miracle doctor could not cure the disease, but it was cured after being gently massaged in Han Fei's hand for a while. This is really a bit mysterious.

"You're welcome. Just think of it as repayment for helping me out in school."

Han Fei took a sip of bitter coffee. The coffee stimulated his taste buds and seemed to be bitter to the bottom of his heart.

But these sufferings are not worth mentioning at all for the things I have experienced.

When Han Fei was in college, he didn't have much money. Sometimes Su Qing would call Han Fei out to treat him to dinner.

In fact, Su Qing also understood that Han Fei would never ask for money from herself, so she even asked Han Fei to come out for dinner in disguise, and Han Fei would not refuse.

Over time, although Han Fei did not say it openly, he wanted to keep this matter firmly in his heart.

"How can a meal be compared with life? Besides, if you don't help me treat my illness, I'm afraid you won't be able to see me now."

Su Qing also suppressed her smile and said very seriously.

Indeed, the last time I traveled I felt like I was almost exhausted.

If it weren't for Han Fei, it's hard to say whether he would have survived until now.