Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

The sweetness and spiciness of tobacco filled the mouth, bringing a moment of satisfaction and suppressing the fear in the heart.

Even in the middle of the night, her brain was not tired because of the rush of time, but was extremely clear. She didn't like this feeling.

While smoking, she took out her phone to find something to play with to make herself sleepier. There were several new messages on the phone screen, which were sent while she was watching the movie just now.

The sender was Shuang Xing. Seeing Shuang Xing's name, Feng Qingyu felt a little excited.

"Huh? That guy hasn't deleted me yet."

She felt flattered that the fat otaku beauty girl took the initiative to find her. Because Shuangxing had a very cold personality and didn't easily pay attention to others.

The messages are much longer than before, and are no longer short "um", "oh", "good", etc.

Frost Star: Your watch is here with me. I've changed the strap. Come and see me when you have time and take it away.

Frost Star: My dad wants to see you and treat you to a meal. You choose the place.

Frost Star: If time permits, I hope to see you tomorrow night, because my dad is quite busy recently.

Feng Qingyu replied, "OK, tonight then." The message was sent yesterday, and yesterday's "tomorrow" was today.

Speaking of which, isn't Shuangxing's father a patriot? Does this count as meeting the parents?

"Hey...meet the parents."

I can already imagine the content of a clichéd family ethics drama. Patriot took out a check and threw it on the table, "I'll give you 10 million, and leave my daughter alone."

"I know you're trying to get close to my daughter because you want my family's money. Take the money, leave her, and stop bothering her."

Would the serious patriot do that? It is impossible to imagine.

Frost Star replied to the message almost instantly.

Frost Star: You are really not a serious person. A serious person would have gone to bed at this time.

Feng Qingyu: Didn't you sleep too? So we are the same kind of people.

Frost Star: I am different from you, don't confuse me with you. You stole my first kiss last time, remember to return it to me.

Feng Qingyu: How can I repay you? I saved your life, so I think you can consider repaying me with your body.

Frost Star: You are worthy of being a gangster from Longmen. You speak so frivolously. I don’t know why Tallulah wants to be friends with you.

Feng Qingyu: I’m sorry, next time I’ll just watch you die without helping.

Frost Star: It’s up to you. I’m going to sleep. If I continue chatting with you, I’ll definitely have a nightmare tonight.

Feng Qingyu: That’s too much…

Froststar: Good night.

……

The conversation started quickly and ended just as quickly. Shuang Xing was always harsh in her words, and Feng Qingyu didn't want to respond with harsh words.

She kind of enjoyed this feeling. Maybe this was what it was like to be a masochist. She felt happy when being scolded by a beautiful girl.

"No... I'm not a masochist."

This is the only thing I will never admit.

After that, Feng Qingyu browsed the web on the balcony for a long time. When he felt sleepy enough to fall asleep in a short time, he climbed back into bed and lay next to the doctor.

The doctor immediately hugged Feng Qingyu like a koala and wrapped his body around him.

I had a good sleep that night.

……

Around six in the evening, Feng Qingyu left Rhodes Island on the pretext that his gang had some matters to attend to.

Her meeting with Froststar needed to be kept secret; it would be dangerous if anyone on Rhodes Island knew about it.

There are still a few days left before the Guard Bureau's plan to close in and capture the suspects. Once these tasks are completed, I will be able to completely let go of the heavy stone in my heart.

After confirming that no one was following him, Feng Qingyu stopped a taxi and told the name of a tea restaurant.

This tea restaurant is not very famous in Longmen, and its location is remote and not easy to find.

The boss has recently put up a sign for transfer, and the store will disappear after only a few days of operation.

Feng Qingyu really likes the dim sum in that store and wants to eat there one last time before it disappears completely. He also wants to ask the owner if he will open a new store in the future. This strange feeling is shared by most people in Longmen.

Shuangxing had no objection to her choice, and they agreed to meet at 7:30 p.m. It took about 40 minutes to get from the center of Longmen to the remote tea restaurant.

It's half past six, so there's plenty of time.

"What should I say later..."

The other party is a patriot, someone who has lived for a long time, has seen countless big scenes, is as tall and majestic as a city, and has extraordinary combat effectiveness.

Feng Qingyu even worried that she would be torn to pieces by the patriot because she was suspected of having an affair with his daughter (bushi).

Before leaving, she had to persuade the doctor not to follow her. As for Sartel, it took a while of consolation to dispel his doubts, but the price was... next time, they could play a wild game on the deck of Rhodes Island.

This price...

If I could create a few clones and let them deal with these women, I wouldn't be torn apart. It turns out that human energy is limited.

When Feng Qingyu arrived at the tea restaurant, Frost Star and Patriot had not arrived yet.

The business in the store was very quiet. There were no customers today. The tables, chairs and benches were spotless, and there were no dishes on the table. The "Store for Rent" advertisement was posted on the bulletin board outside, and the corner that was not firmly attached was blown up by the wind.

This area used to be a food street with good business, but as time went by, it slowly became a development zone, with high-rise buildings being built nearby and more prosperous food streets being built in other places to attract customers.

As a result, the traditional restaurants here began to decline.

The owner of this tea restaurant is a woman in her thirties, who looks very young, only in her twenties. A few years ago, there was another owner of this restaurant, but she is gone now.

Their love was plain and enviable, but unfortunately one of them died in an accident.

Feng Qingyu was also once saddened by this story.

Beautiful things always cannot withstand the ravages of fate and become shattered.

"It would be nice if... I could invite the boss to Rhodes Island to be a chef."

A very bold and feasible idea popped up in her mind.

One Hundred and Ten First Encounters with Patriots

While waiting, Feng Qingyu felt very nervous.

Patriot, the boss of the last level of Chapter 7, is also praised by many doctors as the "Final Test Examiner of Operators". He is a boss-level enemy character with high defense and high magic resistance in the entire game, and is often used by a group of doctors to test the performance of new operators.

Could it be that Big Daddy is also here to test whether he is qualified to join Rhodes Island? Feng Qingyu made a little joke in his heart.

With her mediocre skills, she can only delay time. Her skills are not decisive skills and cannot be compared with powerful operators like SilverAsh, Eyjafjalla and S'artar.

She couldn't even beat Froststar, let alone the Patriot who was stronger than her. In a father-daughter doubles match, she was torn to pieces.

She was probably the only one in Rhodes Island who was so stubborn as to accept the request to meet with the Reunion leaders, two of whom were so strong, for a matter of course.

"Why on earth did I agree to meet you? Don't be fooled by beauty."

How many times have I agreed to meet Shuangxing privately again and again?

Just when she was feeling distressed about her "involuntary" behavior, the owner on the second floor of the teahouse just came down. When he saw Feng Qingyu, his melancholy expression became a little happier.

No matter what, business must be done.

Now, the people who can come here to order food are basically very loyal old customers.

"Ms. Feng, I haven't seen you recently. I heard that you got into some trouble?"

The boss poured Feng Qingyu a large glass of homemade lemonade with a little honey added. Thinly sliced ​​lemons floated on top, and the fresh scent of lemon and the sweetness of honey filled the air.

The boss didn't just make something casually to please the customers just because the store was about to close. He treated the food and customers consistently, which Feng Qingyu liked very much.

"That's right. You see, I still have to use a cane to walk. I have a wound on my head and I need to rest for a while before I can recover. Because I can't sit still and walk around everywhere, otherwise I would have recovered a long time ago."

Feng Qingyu did not explain in detail why she was injured. Most people just thought that she was injured in a fight with other gangs and did not ask any further questions.

The teahouse owner was not a talkative person and just smiled and passed it off.

"Ms. Feng, you've arrived just in time. This store will be closed tomorrow, and I have to find another way out. You're probably my last customer."

Feng Qingyu could almost memorize the menu of this restaurant. Since its opening, there have been almost no new items, and it has always been the same things, but each one is delicious.

Feng Qingyu was filled with mixed feelings as he flipped through the slightly old menu. There were still more than ten minutes until the agreed time, and Shuangxing might like to come just in time.

It just so happened that they had ordered everything before they came, so they didn't have to wait any longer.

There were so many things and the boss was the only one in the store who had to wait for more than half an hour to prepare them all.

"Today, an important friend of mine is meeting me here. Let's order one of each of the signature dishes. My friend has been through a hard time for a long time, so I want to treat her to something delicious."

The boss understood and brought a plate of dim sum from the kitchen. On the beautiful plate were three golden and crispy round cakes. The aroma of fried food whetted our appetite.

"I'll give these freshly fried shrimp cakes to Miss Feng as a gift. Use them to fill your stomach first."

Feng Qingyu had only eaten half full for lunch, and now he was starving, so he started eating immediately.

When we were eating the third meal, the wind chimes outside the door rang "ding-ding-ding", and two new guests came into this door that was rarely opened.

There were two people coming, one of them walked lightly and almost silently, and the other walked heavily, like a moving fortress.

Behind the silver-haired Carters was a burly Wendigo that almost blocked the entire doorway.

The patriot who had only been seen in the plot now appeared in front of Feng Qingyu. His whole body was filled with a sense of oppression, as if the world around him had all turned into the contents of a liquefied gas bottle, being compressed, compressed, and compressed again.

Patriots are born strong, so strong that everyone around them has to stand in awe of them.

The air became heavy. Feng Qingyu put down the shrimp cake in his hand and silently took a sip of lemonade.

"..."

She wanted to speak, but found that she couldn't utter a word, as if an invisible hand was strangling her throat.

Frost Star pushed open the door of the shop and walked in. The Patriot behind her was too tall and needed to bend down and lower his head, making it not very convenient for him to walk in.

Finally, he overcame the difficulty and almost squatted to walk into the door. The moment the patriot walked in, Feng Qingyu immediately stood up from his seat as if he had seen his superior.

The wound on her leg caused her to stagger and fall forward. A pair of strong hands supported her body from behind, preventing her from falling to the ground.

Those were a pair of hands wearing black gloves, hands that had made great military achievements. They were also a pair of great hands that could save countless infected people and lead them to fight against fate.

"Ah... sorry... and thank you... Mr. Bozhukasti..."

Compared to the patriot, Feng Qingyu prefers to call him by his real name.

Hearing the name, ripples appeared in the Patriot's tranquil new lake.

"Bozhuocasti, it's been a long time since anyone called me that."

He steadied Feng Qingyu's body and looked down at her.

Perhaps in the eyes of outsiders, this scene is like an old monster looking down on a young man. In fact, the patriot has no intention of looking down on others. It is just that he is too tall and cannot see others at eye level.

"You are Yelena's savior, right?"

The Patriot's voice was low and hoarse, intimidating without even being angry. Feng Qingyu shrank his neck.

"It's just... a piece of cake."

In front of her big daddy, she didn't dare to call herself Frost Star's savior.

Although the old man was not fully armed today, the murderous aura on his body did not diminish in the slightest.

"you are humble."

Patriot pulled out a chair and sat down, and Shuangxing sat silently beside him. Feng Qingyu was stunned for a while before returning to his previous seat and sitting down.

She grasped the hem of her clothes with both hands, not daring to eat anything casually like she had just done, not even daring to drink water.

If the patriot suddenly asked her questions while she was drinking water, she might be frightened and choked to death.

"Young man, you don't have to be so reserved. Yelena said you are a nice person."

Having said that, this is like your boss inviting you to his home and telling you to treat it as your own home. Who would have the audacity to do that?

It's simply impossible!

"Ah...thank you...it's totally untrue."

Feng Qingyu secretly glanced at Shuangxing, whose expression was even colder than usual.