Start: Summon a Daji

But ever since people with ulterior motives wanted to get close to Xu Duoduo to achieve other goals, Qin Feng took the most direct and ruthless way towards these people.

"After all, it's different from before." Qin Feng sighed softly, perhaps because he had been stained with too much blood and seen too many dead people, he had also become indifferent to other people's lives.

Qin Feng doesn't know if this is a good thing or a bad thing, but only in this way can those people with ulterior motives be deterred.

Rather kill the wrong, don't let it go!

Murderous intent flashed across Qin Feng's eyes, he threw the cigarette butt out of the window, closed the window and began to close his eyes to rest his mind.

Ten minutes later, we arrived at our destination.

It was still snowing outside, and the younger brother who was driving thoughtfully held up a black umbrella for Qin Feng. Qin Feng thanked him, took the umbrella and held it up by himself.

Linda put on a mask and was about to fall asleep when a voice suddenly came from beside her ear: "Do you need a sleeping service?"

The voice was so close at hand, Linda hugged him as soon as she turned around, and couldn't wait to kiss him.

Needless to say, as a Westerner, Linda is always so unrestrained in expressing feelings, even Qin Feng is willing to bow down.

The lights in the room were turned off, and only the sound of undressing remained.

(Evil ellipsis (▼ヘ▼))

Two hours later, everything was silent.

Qin Feng put his arms around Linda, and the room was so quiet that he could hear each other's heartbeats.

Especially Linda, her heart beats very fast.

"My lord~" Linda kissed Qin Feng's cheek affectionately, and Qin Feng rubbed Linda's head: "Good boy!"

Linda said softly: "My lord likes to make sneak attacks, and he didn't notify me before coming, so I wasn't prepared at all."

"Isn't this good? The main reason is that I can't stay for too long, and I'm going back tomorrow." Qin Feng has always been concerned about the female apprentice, and must rush back to the fairyland as soon as possible.

Otherwise, it might be possible to stay for a few more days.

Linda blinked her eyes and said, "If that's the case, why don't you sleep tonight?"

"This"

Qin Feng was still hesitating, but Linda had already made a choice for him, and Qin Feng couldn't help but gasped.

A new round of storms appeared again!

Just when the two were as sweet as glue, the city was quietly going through a baptism, and all kinds of so-called gangs that were not good enough fell apart in one night.

On the bottom of the Pacific Ocean, there are a few more corpses wrapped in sacks, sleeping forever.

This came to an end when the newborn sun slowly rose from the sea level on the west coast.

Linda fell asleep exhausted, Qin Feng kissed her lightly on the cheek, and whispered: "Sorry!"

After getting dressed, Qin Feng left quietly, and when he was about to fly back to his motherland, the person in charge from last night appeared.

The person in charge bowed and said, "Sovereign, there will never be any gangs in this city again!"

This bloody lesson is enough for everyone to remember.

What kind of gang do you want here?Sorry, no talk!

"Good job, prepare a plane for me." Qin Feng patted the person in charge on the shoulder, and the person in charge seemed to be greatly encouraged and honored, and said loudly: "Observe!"

Then the person in charge seemed to think of something, and asked, "Sovereign, there is one more thing. Mr. Bond came to us last night and expressed his desire to see you."

"Bond, godfather!" Qin Feng almost forgot the godfather's name. The rights of the godfather and Yingliu were handed over peacefully, and Yingliu received great benefits, making the relationship between the godfather and Yingliu has always been good.

The person in charge asked: "Sovereign, do you want to meet Mr. Bond?"

"Then let's meet."

Qin Feng did the math, he hadn't met his godfather for a long time, so it doesn't matter if we meet.

What's more, chatting with a figure like the godfather who used to be powerful in the United States can always be rewarding.

"Then I'll let him come here now." Halfway through the words of the person in charge, Qin Feng interrupted him, shaking his head and said: "For a person like the godfather, I should go to visit him in person! Even if he is not the godfather he used to be, we should give him He has enough respect!"

The person in charge repeatedly said yes, with a slightly embarrassed expression.

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It was still the century-old European-style old house. When Qin Feng came to the door, he didn't see the old butler. He only found that there seemed to be a man dressed as a gardener in the yard, watering the flowers and plants.

"Hello, may I ask the godfather?!"

Qin Feng stepped forward to ask, but it wasn't until the gardener turned around that he realized that the old man was the godfather!

Bond shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm just an ordinary retired old man now, just call me Old Bond.

I thought I hadn't seen each other for a long time, and I wanted to meet and chat with you, so I asked your subordinates to tell me.

I thought you wouldn't come, but I didn't expect you to take time out of your busy schedule to see me, an old man. "

"Teach me well, old Bond."

Qin Feng was not used to it for a while, but looking at Bond's appearance, he really wanted to call him that.

"Let's go in, sit down and have a cup of coffee." Bond put down the farm tools in his hand, went into the house, and made a cup of hot coffee for Qin Feng.

Qin risked not recognizing it, the room has changed drastically, all kinds of expensive antique furniture and famous paintings on the wall have been removed, leaving only some simple basic furniture.

Bond handed the coffee to Qin Feng and reminded: "This is just ordinary coffee, I hope you won't get used to it."

"How come, I'm not that particular."

Qin Feng really doesn't pay much attention to coffee. Whether it is ground coffee made from tens of thousands of pounds of coffee beans or instant coffee that costs five yuan a bottle, the taste seems to be the same.

Bond showed a satisfied smile and said, "I don't know much about you. I thought you were the kind of pampered person. It seems that I am thinking too much."

"Old Bond, it can be seen that you are enjoying yourself very much." Qin Feng took a sip of coffee, and it can be seen from all aspects that Bond is really enjoying himself.

"I'm a person who has died once. I really see it!" Bond recalled the past and couldn't help shaking his head. People only understand what is really important when they come to the end of their lives.

Bond also took a sip of coffee, looked out of the window, and said: "I am already so old, I have already enjoyed what I should enjoy. I once stood at the apex of power in the underground of the United States, and I once responded to everyone. Enemy country.

You say, what else do I have to be dissatisfied with? "

"Your mentality is admirable!" Qin Feng said from the bottom of his heart. After all, he has heard of many people who hold great power, and they are always depressed when they lose their power in their later years.

It's easy to pick up, but hard to put down.

Bond pointed at the bare wall with a smile, and said, "Just like I used to be keen on the handed down paintings of various famous masters, each of which ranged from tens of millions to hundreds of millions. Now that I think about it, they are just ordinary people. It is worth pursuing.

I dragged and sold all those paintings, and I used the money to set up a charitable foundation. "

The two chatted for more than an hour. Before leaving, Bonde said earnestly: "Qin, I can see that you have a lot on your mind!"

"Yes, a person I care about is lost, and his life and death are unknown!" Qin Feng sighed lightly. Judging from the situation in the Demon Realm, Lin Xi'er has probably encountered an accident.

Bond took out a pack of Camel cigarettes, handed one to Qin Feng, lit one himself, exhaled a puff of smoke and said slowly: "Being a man should be more chic, caring too much about other people's feelings will only make yourself miserable."

Yes!

These words resonated deeply with Qin Feng. He just cared too much about other people's feelings. As long as he was related to people, he would treat them with [-]% concern.

For example, Lin Xi'er, the relationship between the two is just a master-student relationship. If it were any other sect, the master would never go deep into the devil world to take risks for the sake of his apprentice.

Qin Feng also exhaled a puff of smoke, and sighed softly: "If only I could be as chic as you."

"Actually, you can be as chic as me, but you can't let it go." Bond patted Qin Feng on the shoulder, and Qin Feng left and boarded the plane back home.

On the plane, Qin Feng remembered the conversation with the godfather, and the confusion in his heart seemed to be solved, but it seemed that there was a new confusion.

"If I can be strong enough to control everything, I can also be chic!" Qin Feng's eyes lit up, and he had a new definition of the word chic.

The coolness that Godfather refers to is not to be so serious and persistent about everything, but to let go when it is time to let go.

What Qin Feng thinks about being chic is having the right to control everything. In that case, nothing can bother him anymore.

"If you want to do this, I'm afraid you have to become a god?!"

Qin Feng laughed at himself. After all, when people are poor, only by becoming a real god can they do whatever they want.

But maybe one day it will be possible?

When Qin Feng thought of this, his heart was full of fighting spirit again.

Y city.

Qin Feng did not stay, but sent a text message to Daji, and then continued to fly to Kunlun Mountain.

On the top of Kunlun Mountain, the old man is still the same old man, with the same lazy appearance.

"Boy, I have received what you sent." The old magic stick showed a satisfied smile. The last time he told Qin Feng, Qin Feng did it very well.

Within a few days, a consignment arrived. Inside the box were all kinds of women’s clothing, such as stewardess outfits, sailor uniforms, cooks, etc. The most outrageous thing is that even the cleaners have the same style.

The old god stick changed his favorite dummy into new clothes, and it felt different immediately.

"As long as you like it."

Qin Feng was going to go to the back mountain, when he suddenly thought of something, he stopped and asked, "Master Daoist, do the math for me, will my trip come true?"

"The heavenly secret must not be revealed! Besides, we monks pay attention to a fate word." The old god stick narrowed his eyes, with a mysterious expression.

"What fate?"

"1 yuan!" The old magic stick stretched out a finger, Qin Feng took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone and operated it.

"V Letter received 1 yuan!"

After the mobile phone in the old god stick's pocket rang clear and clear, he pinched his fingers to start the calculation, and after tinkering with it, he said: "This trip is going well, go at ease!"

With the words of the old god stick, Qin Feng was really relieved, and came to the back mountain without hesitation.

Touching the stele, one enters another bordering world.

Cultivation World!

It was still on a certain mountain in the Immortal Palace where the birds were singing and the flowers were fragrant. It was just getting dark here, and the two fairies and daughters-in-law must have gone back.

Ever since, Qin Feng came to the mountain that belonged to him, and sure enough, the lights in the house were on.

Qin Feng pushed the door open and entered, only to see Li Qingxuan and He Miaoyi lying on the bed and playing with their mobile phones.