Sir Chen, your wife is missing!

A feast of junk food doesn't seem so bad.

"enough."

Feng Qingyu took a French fry, dipped it in some ketchup and put it in his mouth.

"The fries were fried for too long, the texture was too hard, and there was too much salt. As for the chicken, I just took a bite and it felt dry. Sir Chen, you still need to learn more about cooking from Chief Xingxiong."

Chen grabbed a handful of French fries and stuffed them into Feng Qingyu's mouth to tell her to shut up.

This woman is fine when she doesn't speak, but once she opens her mouth she's full of dirty talk, and her words are not very pleasant to the ear.

"These are all from my heart. Just eat a few more. It would be a waste if you can't finish them. With a reasonable boss like me personally frying French fries for you, what else can you be dissatisfied with?"

Feng Qingyu chewed the French fries in his mouth for a few seconds and swallowed them, leaving a salty and bitter potato taste in his mouth.

yysy, the food Chen fries is not that delicious, it can only be considered barely edible.

Of course, these words cannot be told truthfully, as one must protect Sir Chen's proud self-esteem.

"Satisfied, of course I am satisfied. Sir Chen's hands are so skillful. If your kissing skills were as skillful as your hands, I would definitely be happier."

She was making fun of what happened last night.

The famous Mr. Chen hit her teeth during their first kiss and her front teeth were almost broken.

Speaking of kissing, Chen's face turned as red as a ripe persimmon.

"Stop...stop teasing me. Do you...still want to continue eating French fries?"

Chen pretended to grab another handful and stuff it into Feng Qingyu's mouth. As the French fries contained too much salt, Feng Qingyu kept a distance from them and naturally did not dare to continue joking.

Except for the fries, which tasted a bit bad, everything else was fine. Chen was only halfway through his burger when he received a phone call.

"Commander Wei wants to talk to me about something. I will probably be busy until very late. I will owe you a feast. I will go eat with you two when I have time."

Feng Qingyu smiled and nodded, ready to watch her leave the office.

"Then Sir Chen, bye first."

Chen put on his iconic navy blue jacket, walked to the door, then suddenly turned back and kissed Feng Qingyu on the mouth.

The kiss smelled of smoke and salt, but it wasn't bad.

Chen Fang moved gently, trying not to knock her teeth against Feng Qingyu's. As it turned out, she could do it.

"I didn't hit your teeth this time."

Chen blushed and ran quickly to the door, not giving Feng Qingyu any chance to refute her.

There is no mission or other arrangement in the afternoon. I need to discuss the actions of the traitors in the Guard Bureau with Chen.

The appointment with Frost Star can be brought forward, she thought.

There was something wrong in her heart, and she needed to get in touch with Shuangxing further to figure it out. She couldn't find the reason for the wrong feeling yet, maybe it was from her own overthinking, or maybe it was from Shuangxing.

Maybe both.

No matter what, let’s go meet the other party first.

Feng Qingyu: Miss Yelena, I have finished my business. When is it convenient for you?

Frost Star: Is it okay after four o'clock in the afternoon?

Feng Qingyu: Of course, where shall we meet?

Frost Star: How about having afternoon tea and some snacks at Ribak?

Feng Qingyu: Ok, everything will be up to Miss Yelena.

I have an appointment with Shuangxing, and there are still about three hours before the meeting. With so much time and no work to do, in short, now is the time to slack off.

During this short and beautiful time, she just wanted to have a good rest.

I had a romantic night with Chen last night. My tongue is still numb and my right hand fingers are sore. I really need some relaxation.

When it comes to relaxation, you must go to a foot massage parlor and let the technicians there massage your bones.

It was boring to go alone, so she called Baihu.

"I'd like you to go to the foot massage parlor to massage your bones. Come with me."

Baihu happened to have nothing to do, so he immediately agreed to come.

"My wife gave me a hard time last night. I couldn't get enough of her. I may soon have a fifth child."

Feng Qingyu smiled bitterly, his heart full of envy. He had a beautiful wife and several children, and he didn't have to worry about food and clothing...

I am about the same age as Baihu, even older than her. I am still single and it is not convenient for me to have any emotional ties.

When you are an undercover agent, you must always be prepared to do this. She had already figured it out and accepted it.

"Don't feed me dog food. I'll be waiting for you at the Good Luck Foot Spa. The boss, Sister Zuan, just happened to give me some coupons. I'll use them now."

After saying that, Feng Qingyu immediately hung up the phone, not wanting to continue eating dog food.

She left Kendaji, rode her motorcycle, and skillfully shuttled through the streets of Longmen. Haocaitou Foot Bath Shop was located on a street in the bustling city, and its business was always good.

The boss was a generous and outgoing woman from Liberi. When Feng Qingyu was in the club, he often got into fights with others, and his face was bruised and swollen, and his whole body was in pain. Every time he went to her shop for a massage to reduce the swelling and bruises.

There were no massage technicians on Rhodes Island, so Feng Qingyu wanted to give him more massages while he was still at Longmen.

There were no customers in the store at noon, and Sister Zuan was playing games on a chair to pass the time. When she saw Feng Qingyu coming into the store, she immediately put down her phone and went to greet him.

The woman has short brown-gray curly hair and a great figure. She is wearing ordinary jeans, boots and a beige round-neck sweatshirt. She has an outstanding temperament and orange-red eyes that are full of enthusiasm.

Feng Qingyu likes dealing with her very much.

"Wow, Sister Qinglong, long time no see. Where have you been recently?"

Feng Qingyu picked a chair and sat down, stretching himself to relieve his fatigue.

"I work as a thug in a pharmaceutical company. The pay is good. It's very relaxing when there is no work, but it's very tiring when there is work."

Sister Zuan raised her eyebrows, "Rhine Life? That company is really famous. I heard that the director of the defense department is very cool."

What Diamond didn't know was that the cool chief of the defense department was now a thing of the past. She was now a member of Rhodes Island, a glorious heavy-armored operator, and her colleague.

Feng Qingyu has not met Saria yet, not yet.

"You are talking about Saria, right? She is really cool and good at fighting. Now she has resigned from Rhine Life and joined the pharmaceutical company where I work."

Sister Zuan thought for a few seconds, "I roughly know about that little-known pharmaceutical company, Rhodes Island. But why would such a big shot go to Rhodes Island? Also, Sister Qinglong, you are also from Rhodes Island, what is the situation there?"

Faced with the curious questions from old acquaintances, Feng Qingyu was not in a position to reveal too much.

"Anyway, we are all working hard for the future of the infected. So, I, Qinglong sister, am also a hard-working knight. Stop talking nonsense and help me pound my bones."

Feng Qingyu began to yawn.

"Sorry, please come in."

Sister Zuan led Feng Qingyu into the box. Then, she sent a message to someone.

【Qinglong is in my shop.】

Thirty-one people were lying on the bed, and a knife came from the sky

"Sister Qinglong, is this still a full body oil massage?"

As usual, Zuanjie changed into the clothes she wore for massage, which showed off her figure. There were a series of items on the shelf beside her, including medicinal wine, aromatherapy essential oils, some blood-activating and blood-stasis-removing drugs, and other bottles and jars.

Feng Qingyu didn’t know much about massage, but she knew that her techniques made people feel very comfortable, all the fatigue was swept away, and they left relaxed.

"It's the same as before, but I've been extremely tired and injured lately, so I need you to put in a little more effort to help me with the massage."

She lay on the massage bed, with a soft pillow under her, closed her eyes and fell asleep.

Every time Feng Qingyu had a massage, she would feel so comfortable that she would accidentally fall asleep. The people in the massage parlor would not wake her up. Instead, they would considerately cover her with a quilt and let her have a good sleep.

Before falling completely asleep, Feng Qingyu set the alarm clock to avoid missing the meeting with Shuangxing.

When she woke up, she had to use the bathroom of the foot massage parlor to take a shower to wash off the sweat and grease on her body so that she could meet the customer in a clean and tidy manner.

I have asked the clerk at the foot massage parlor to take the clothes to the dry cleaners so that I can change them later.

I'm just accompanying someone to buy clothes, why do you make it sound like you're attending a formal banquet?

Feng Qingyu was too lazy to think about the reason why she did this. She was getting more and more sleepy, and under Sister Zuan's skillful massage techniques, her body was fully relaxed.

"Sister Zuan is indeed the best massage technician in Longmen. It's so comfortable... I feel like half of the fatigue I've accumulated recently has disappeared."

Sister Zuan was also very happy to hear such praise.

"Sister Qinglong, you are my old customer and my benefactor. You used to come and help me often. If you hadn't invested money to help me through the difficulties, this store would have closed down long ago. As long as Sister Qinglong asks, it won't be too much to help you beat the drums for a day."

Feng Qingyu just nodded without answering.

At this time, she was at the critical point between being half asleep and half awake, and she thought for a while about the "sense of disharmony" in her heart.

I was so sleepy that I fell asleep before I could figure out what was going on.

The only sounds in the room were her breathing and Sister Zuan's massage.

"Sister Qinglong?"

no respond.

"Sister Qinglong? Are you awake?"

Sister Zuan called out again, but Feng Qingyu didn't respond. He was sleeping soundly on the bed.

She took a deep breath and tiptoed out of the room, leaving the door ajar but not closed.

After a while, the door was pushed open and a man wearing a black hoodie with the hood on, holding a knife used in street fights, appeared.

Judging from his physique, this man was a burly man. He walked lightly and silently, approaching the bedside silently.

The knife flashing with cold light was raised high, and then fell quickly.

His boss would give him a large sum of money as long as he killed the woman in bed.

The man had heard some rumors about this woman and knew that she was a powerful character. She was able to plot against the powerful gangster boss Smiling Tiger and still be alive until now. There were very few people like her.

No matter what, he had secured the money today.

When the man thought he had killed Feng Qingyu, he discovered that his knife had hit the massage bed. The person on the bed dodged quickly and was standing aside, unharmed.

It is hard to understand why he was sleeping soundly on the bed one second and dodged the assassination the next.

The only possible explanation is that she was not asleep at all and was just pretending to be asleep.

"Who sent you?"

Feng Qingyu covered his body with the quilt he was wearing. He had nothing at hand that could be used as a weapon, only a broom.

Although a broom is vulnerable to a knife, it is better than nothing.

"You don't need to know. You just need to understand that your life is valuable."

The man continued to chop with the knife. His large size did not affect his movements and his agility was unexpected.

"brush--"

The shelf beside the bed was split in half by the blade.

Feng Qingyu was nearly chopped, and the quilt he was wearing was cut into pieces, so it was no longer enough to cover his entire body.

Damn it, she didn't want to be seen naked by a strange man. But the laundry was still at the dry cleaners, which was a delicate matter.

Fighting in a small room was not very friendly to Feng Qingyu. She tried to open the door of the room, but found that it was locked from the outside.

Boy, this was premeditated!

"Damn..."

If the man didn't use the knife to cut herself, it would be possible for him to break the door open. Now it was more troublesome to deal with the other party's knife. It was a bit difficult to split her mind to open the door. After all, she was not a puppet and did not have an identical shadow clone.

If he doesn't break the door and waste time with the opponent here, he will be stabbed sooner or later. As a Ninja Clan player, Feng Qingyu doesn't want to get hurt at all.

Among the bottles and jars rolling on the ground, there happened to be a very irritating liquid - massage wine with borneol.

She picked up the bottle of medicinal wine, dodged the man's attack, unscrewed the lid, and threw it at his face.

The man's knife smashed the bottle, and the liquid inside splashed into his eyes.

"hiss……"