Cynical Master of the City

Chapter 748 Dare to eat fritters? When Feng Xiaoyu met, the second thing was to let him put on makeup for him. These two, no matter which one, gave him a reason to wash his face well.

After washing, Li Miao changed into a light dress, so that he could go into battle lightly overall, so that he could have a relaxed posture if he had to do something.

Neither early nor late, exactly 05:30, Li Miao is a punctual person, since the time agreed with Feng Xiaozhen is so early, then don’t be so ink-stained, so Li Miao went to Tianlong Building as soon as possible .

There are very few pedestrians on the road, and there are occasional vendors selling breakfast, all wrapped up tightly and shivering. It may be cold, but their hearts are indeed hot. They can earn more money and endure more. The cold is worth it too.

But when they saw Li Miao wearing a thin one, this group of people were both envious and incredible, and even thought that Li Miao had something wrong with his head.

The uncle selling deep-fried dough sticks glanced at Li Miao, and cursed, "What a fool." Then he twisted his nose and slammed it on the chopping board. I don't know if it was mixed with noodles. Anyway, he just So continue to get up.

I don't know if Li Miao will still favor the simple soy milk fritters after seeing this scene, I'm afraid I'm going to throw up just thinking about it.

When we arrived at the gate of Tianlong Building, it was less than [-]:[-], but Feng Xiaozhen's Porsche had already parked at the gate of Tianlong Building. Under the still bright sky, the white Porsche sports car was particularly eye-catching .

But on the side of the road, there was a person sitting, no doubt it was Feng Xiaozhen.

"Mr. Feng, you came early enough." Li Miao stepped forward and smiled at Feng Xiaozhen.

"Where is Mr. Li, I just came here too, you don't have to come so early." Feng Xiaozhen smiled all over his face, not to mention the kindness.

"It's so cold, why are you waiting outside?" Li Miao said as he walked towards the car with Feng Xiaozhen.

"Hehe, Mr. Li, we are all cultivators, and the temperature is basically cool and comfortable. It's so frustrating in the car." Feng Xiaozhen said with a smile, and got into the car with Li Miao.

"Oh, by the way, when I came here just now, I thought you might not have eaten breakfast, so I bought two, why don't we eat some from the car?" At some point, Feng Xiaozhen already had an extra meal in his hand. Serving fritters.Only then did Li Miao come to his senses, no wonder he felt such a strong smell of fried dough sticks when he got in the car just now.

It seems that Feng Xiaozhen is quite careful. Knowing that Li Miao came so early, he probably didn’t have breakfast. Moreover, many fast food restaurants in the early morning haven’t opened yet. Only these roadside early morning vendors are operating, so It is also a helpless move.

"Thank you, Mr. Feng, I'm not used to eating in the car, and this fritters must be served with soy milk to be perfect." Li Miao teased.

"Um, this is mainly because it's too inconvenient to drink soy milk in the car. Why don't we go over and eat it, anyway, it's not far away?" Li Miao is so emotional.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not hungry at all, and it's not too late to eat at Helingmen, but Mr. Feng, you have to eat, you have to be a driver." Li Miao said with a smile.

"Okay." Feng Xiaozhen answered very simply, as if he had been expecting it for a long time.

Immediately, Feng Xiaozhen grabbed the fritters and ate them. It seemed that this guy was really hungry. Within a minute, the bag of fritters in front of him was completely wiped out.

"Hurp." Feng Xiaozhen burped, very satisfied, took out a tissue and wiped the oil on his hands, then stroked his stomach comfortably.

"Hehe, Mr. Feng is full, let's go." Li Miao said with a smile, but he was thinking in his heart, today is really lucky. Even if I eat it today, I don't know what's going on, I'm afraid it's just like Feng Xiaozhen's satisfied expression now.

"Okay!" Feng Xiaozhen took out a wet towel and wiped his hands again. After all, the oily sticks made by eating fried dough sticks are not easy to deal with, and it is not easy to deal with slippery hands when driving.

After tidying up, Feng Xiaozhen started the car and hurried to Helingmen.

Facts have proved that coming out earlier is effective, because on the road, it can be described as unimpeded, and it is really different from the image of the busy traffic at seven or eight o'clock on weekdays.

"Mr. Feng, let's go to the gazebo one mile away from the Crane Gate first?" Li Miao asked.

"Yes." Feng Xiaozhen said.

"But how did Xiaoyu find us in time? Can you call her?" Li Miao was a little puzzled, because calling Feng Xiaoyu might have exposed the matter in advance.

"Haha, Mr. Li doesn't know something. Although this gazebo looks inconspicuous, it has a special meaning. Mr. Li will understand it when the time comes. You can trust my sister's ability." Feng Xiaozhen said proudly With a smile, he was even more confident about this matter.

Of course, it's not that Li Miao doesn't believe in Feng Xiaoyu, but it's just that he didn't know who was the one who hid the Bingquemen. If he is a top expert, it really needs some skills to deceive his eyes.

"Well, I hope everything goes well." Li Miao stopped worrying too much, believing that there must be a road ahead of the mountain, and these problems will naturally be solved by then.

The morning at Helingmen is quiet and elegant. Although the weather has become cooler and there are fewer insects and birds foraging for food in the morning, this unique tranquility is also a unique beauty.

Indeed, as Sikong Dong said, this old thing got up before five o'clock in the morning. After hearing the movement, Sikong Shan also quickly got up, and then the two of them stood in the middle of the yard in a decent manner and started doing morning exercises. It takes more than two hours to practice.

Those who know must think that these two people are too scheming. Those who don't know must be that one of them is stupid and the other is crazy. In such a cold day, they are foolishly gesticulating in the yard.

Slowly, it was almost 07:30. At this time, Sikong Dong and Sikong Shan were about to vomit in the morning exercise in the yard, but they didn't see a person from the Helingmen coming out, and Sikong Dong was still good at ordering. Routine, you can still punch a set of punches like Tai Chi, but Sikong Shan is sad, you can't do shit, and you can't just stand still, that kind of feeling is really uncomfortable, even Sikong Shan thinks, This time I came to Helingmen, I was suffering, and I didn't realize the sense of superiority brought by a hidden sect at all.