Chapter 119

"Send Xue Tao to the forbidden island for ten years."

Luo Feng waved and left, "As for Fan Ling, let the higher-ups handle the business."

Xue Tao and Fan Ling's crimes, one offended Shen Mengqi's reputation, and the other deliberately framed them, Luo Feng would not forgive them lightly.

"What is Forbidden Island..." Xue Tao heard the word "Forbidden Island" for the first time, but he didn't understand what it meant at all, and his whole body was shaking with fright.

He will not understand until he is sent to the Forbidden Island Prison, where the weak are preyed on by the strong, and the weak will be deprived of the right to be a man, which is no different from living.

As for Fan Ling, what awaits her is the severe punishment of the law!

When Luo Feng returned to the Shen family's old house, it was already close to midnight.

After washing up, she was about to push Shen Mengqi's bedroom away when she suddenly remembered that Lin Lin was staying at home tonight, so she stood there.

Where does Lin Lin sleep?he does not know.

If he lived in the same bedroom as Shen Mengqi, it would be inappropriate for him to open the door and go in like this.

Or get ready to sleep on the sofa.

But the sofa was full of the birthday presents that Shen Mengqi received tonight, and she couldn't live there for a while.

Since the door of the next bedroom was ajar and not closed, he stepped in with one step.

"Brother-in-law, is that you?"

In the room, Lin Lin's voice suddenly came, and then a small night light came on.

Lin Lin was wearing crisp pajamas, half covering her face with a veil, her curvaceous body was directly reflected in Luo Feng's eyes.

"Feel sorry."

See no evil, Luo Feng turned his head and left.

"Brother-in-law, good night."

Lin Lin's voice was a bit sly, and she pursed her lips and laughed lightly.

She didn't fall asleep all the time, and when she heard the courtyard gate opened, she intentionally opened the bedroom door, unexpectedly, Luo Feng really fell into her little trap.

……

Late at night, Jiangbei Hospital.

"Honey, that's what happened tonight." Shen Jiaxin recounted the general process of Shen Mengqi's birthday dinner tonight.

The muscles on Luo Yichen's face were constantly shaking.

grim Reaper!

It's Death again!

If it wasn't for Death's kick, how could he be lying in the hospital? !

Of course, he also had to admit that the fighting power of the god of death was indeed beyond his imagination.

However, he was too impetuous and arrogant at the time, and he was completely unprepared.

If he had another chance to fight Death God, he was confident of winning, even if it was the worst, he could at least draw a tie!
In this way, in Jiangbei's circle, he, Luo Yichen, is also a figure on the pyramid!

He lived in a single-parent family since he was a child, and wandered with his mother in the slums of the provincial capital when he was young, so he had a place to settle down.

Five years of military career gave him hope, but it was very difficult to advance to a higher level. During this period, he met Shen Jiaxin.

Originally, he wanted to strengthen his own strength by being close to the Shen family, and trample all those who looked down on him.

However, he met Ye Qingming, the richest man in Jiangbei and the head of the No. [-] wealthy family.

The two of them appreciate each other's abilities, so it coincides with each other.

"I'm going to Zhuge's house in the provincial capital tomorrow, you go home, I'm tired." Luo Yichen patted Shen Jiaxin on the back after pondering for a long time.

"Shall I go with you?" Shen Jiaxin supported Luo Yichen's hair while holding her chin.

"No, I'll be back in five days." Luo Yichen turned sideways.

Shen Jiaxin nodded her head lightly, feeling more and more happy in her heart. Her man worked so hard for life, not only to become the godson of Zhuge's family in the provincial capital, but also to be the leader of Jiangbei. This kind of happiness made her very intoxicated.

……

The next morning.

Shen's old house.

Shen Wenhao woke up first, ran to the bathroom first, and drank a few glasses of water when he came back.

Xu Jing smiled at the side, "Old Shen, you were so excited and drunk last night, and now we are also proud, how do you feel now?"

"It feels very refreshing. It's been a long time since I felt so happy." Shen Wenhao was full of energy when he recalled the scenes of last night.

"Then tell me, what does the god of death have to do with you?" Xu Jing was still most concerned about this topic.

"Reaper?" Shen Wenhao hesitated.

To be honest, he didn't know who the god of death was.

"You don't want me to keep it a secret, do you?" Xu Jing turned sideways, a little displeased.

"If there is a possibility, I guess that this god of death may be our son-in-law, Xiao Luo." Shen Wenhao's face was serious, but he shook his head sighingly, "However, I can't convince myself, how could it be Xiao Luo? Woolen cloth?"

"In the past few years, have you helped someone, or a big boss in distress? Xu Jing thought for a long time last night, but still didn't understand.

"If you say that, I can't even think of it." Shen Wenhao continued to shake his head.

In the past few years, he has helped many people.

"Wait."

He seemed to think of something again, "Ten years ago, at the gate of our old house, an old man with white beard and hair borrowed a coin from me, saying that the future would give me a big surprise. I didn't take it to heart, but the old man stepped into a gold-labeled Rolls-Royce and drove away."

"Is there such a thing?" Xu Jing was taken aback.

"But, that old man with white beard and hair can have a gold standard Rolls-Royce as his car, so why would he lend me a one-dollar steel coin?" The more Shen Wenhao thought about it, the more strange he felt, The old man may be the god of death.

Otherwise, how to explain everything that happened last night?

In fact, how could Shen Wenhao and his wife know that the old man with white beard and hair ten years ago was the mentor who sent Luo Feng to the army for further studies?
Luo Feng didn't know about this either.

"Old Shen, you have accumulated good fortune!" Xu Jing also seemed to have an epiphany, and said happily: "That mysterious old man must be the god of death, otherwise who will give us face last night?"

"Thinking about it, it feels like a dream." Shen Wenhao smiled wryly.

"It's a good thing to have an answer."

"It's a pity that the death debt was paid off last night, otherwise..."

Xu Jing sighed regretfully.

"My wife, people's hearts are not enough to swallow an elephant, we can get such a grand feedback, let's be content."

Shen Wenhao continued: "Especially the son-in-law Xiao Luo, if it wasn't for him, would the Siji Nianhua Hotel have such a big face with us?"

"That's that, that's that." Xu Jing nodded vigorously, and the hotel was also very well-dressed last night.

"So, later on, you have to bow your head and apologize to Xiao Luo. Don't think that you can skip this link because you are an elder. After all, your previous attitude was indeed too much." Shen Wenhao said solemnly.

"Actually, I already apologized last night." Xu Jing's old face turned red again.

"Really?"

"Ha ha ha ha……"

Shen Wenhao laughed loudly, and hugged Xu Jing up, "My wife can figure this out, and I can also give it a go with peace of mind in the future, and strive to restore our small family to glory as soon as possible!"

"Dad, Mom, it's time to eat."

At this time, Luo Feng came from outside the door with breakfast in hand. Seeing the old couple embracing each other and about to kiss passionately, realizing that he was talking too much, he hurriedly reached out and closed the bedroom door of the two elders, "Go ahead."

(End of this chapter)

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