Chapter 1355

Lian Feng took the wine cup and leaned gently on the chair behind him. His left arm was casually placed on the back of the side chair. Looking at that appearance and posture, he was a little military ruffian.

"This seems to have nothing to do with you?"

Yuan Jing smiled softly. "Sure enough, I guessed right. It seems that the man has deep love for our marshal."

Lian Feng looked indifferent.

He is the adjutant of Qin Zong. Since Yan Tao appeared, he has seen everything in his eyes.

At the beginning, Yan God chased Lord Qin and chased him hard.

Now, their master has changed.

Qin Zong likes Yantao.

I like it to the extreme.

However, Lian Feng still felt that it was unfair to his major general.

Yes, it's not fair.

Lian Feng: "you grabbed me and wanted to say, they can't?"

Yuan Jing gently shook the glass. "I'm an adjutant. I don't mean to interfere in the emotional life of my boss."

Moreover, according to the temperament of their marshal, no one else can interfere.

"Ah," Yuan Jing smiled softly, "at least we are in sympathy with each other. What a simple thing it is to drink a glass of wine and be friends."

His eyes were full of seriousness.

That face is full of confusion.

As if filled with sincerity.

However, the radian and smile on the corner of his mouth are as shrewd and cunning as a fox.

As if looking at this prey that is about to fall into his own hands.

Lian Feng has a serious face: "I like being a friend very much."

"Yes, you are a nuisance. I dislike you."

Then he raised his eyebrows.

Yuanjing!!

There are people in the world who dare to dislike him!

No one has ever despised him except the marshal!

"I don't like being friends with an old man."

Old?

He?

Yuanjing youyou said, "I... old man?"

I just had my 100th birthday, okay?!

Obviously, it's a time when you are elegant and handsome!

Yuan Jing looked at Lian Feng carefully. The next second, he grabbed his wrist and smiled brightly, "but I like to make friends with children."

Even the goose bumps of Feng Jing got up.

Raise your hand and go.

However, Yuan Jing's hand stuck to Lian Feng's hand again.

It's like 502. I can't pull it down with both hands.

Lian Feng!!

Met a dog skin plaster that had become fine.

Please crack!

They staggered into an alley.

Suddenly, an extremely depressed but painful scream began.

Two people act at the same time.

Lian Feng listened.

Vaguely, there was a fragmented cry for help from the alley.

Like a child.

Lian Feng's face was slightly positive, and he couldn't take care of Yuan Jing anymore.

Long legs move, lift steps and run to the sound place.

It seems that Yuan Jing, who was dragged by his side, has been ignored.

In the alley, a tall man was sneaking out with two little girls.

The two girls fell to the ground, covered with blood, and their limbs seemed to be broken.

Incessantly uttered a groan of pain.

"... help... Please, let me go..."

Even Feng didn't want to think about it. His body suddenly ran out. He didn't know where to throw several daggers.

The dagger was in the dark alley, bringing out the cold wind.

The man obviously has some skills.

When he looked up and saw the Throwing Knife coming out, he shook off the two girls and moved to hide.