Seeing that it was a message sent by a strange number, Feng Ling put up a wet head with one hand and looked at the words, feeling a little confused and surprised.

What I wonder is who this person is?

What was surprised was that this person seemed to know that she was in this hotel now? Did she follow them? Or was it someone in the hotel? Or...

Just when she was wondering whether to ask Li Nanheng, the person's message came over again: [It's me, can't you guess who I am? Come down quickly, I have something to give to you.]

Feng Ling pinched her phone and thought for a while, expanding the possibility to her friends in Boston. I remember that many people said that they would come to Los Angeles to find her recently. Although it was just a verbal agreement, they never had a chance to come. When she saw that the number belongs to Los Angeles, she guessed that the friend there might have changed her mobile phone number after she arrived here.

Who will it be?

Even though she felt that there was something wrong with this way of greeting, Feng Ling had certain skills after all, and ordinary people would not be able to do anything to her. She was not prepared to worry about anything. She got up from the bathtub and saw a new set of clothes on the sofa when she went out. It should have been asked by Li Nanheng to sell it before he went out. After all, she could no longer wear the clothes she had yesterday.

After getting dressed, she went downstairs and took the elevator to the hotel's underground parking lot. Of course, she had a gun in her pocket, and her natural keenness made her never take it lightly.

As a result, after she appeared in the underground parking lot, she didn't see anyone here. There were many cars parked around her, and outside those cars, she couldn't see which cars were in and which cars were not.

She looked at the information on her phone again. She hadn't seen anyone for so long, and she became more alert. Just as she was about to turn around and leave, a figure suddenly jumped out of somewhere. The figure was filled with a strong smell of alcohol. The moment she rushed over, Feng Ling instinctively turned around and punched her. However, the other party suddenly bent down and hugged her legs: "Wife...wife...don't leave me...ah...wife...I know I was wrong..."

Feng Ling was suddenly hugged by someone, and immediately lowered her head in shock. She saw a man with half of her head bald, almost forty years old holding her and crying. Even though the pants she was wearing were made of her pants, she was suddenly hugged like this, and she was still calling out for some wife. She was still disgusted and all her goose bumps stood up. She said angrily: "Who are you? Let go!"

"Wife...I know the wrong wife...I will never go out to spend time and drink again...please...go home...wife..."

Usually when Li Nanheng teases her, she would call her young wife. Feng Ling was unhappy, but she never really was unhappy in her heart.

Now that a strange drunkard called him a wife like this, Feng Ling felt disgusted, and his whole body was full of resistance. He didn't have time to think about how many Chinese people coincidentally there were so many Chinese people in Los Angeles. Why did she meet a drunkard in the underground parking lot and shout in Chinese, vaguely as if there was something arranged, she just kept kicking the man with disgust.

As a result, he just kicked the man to the ground and turned around and was about to leave, but the man staggered and then continued to hold her legs hard: "Wife... Wife, don't leave..."

"Get out!" Feng Ling was extremely angry and turned around and kicked the person over again. If there was not a trace of rationality, he warned her not to kill people outside the base except for performing tasks, otherwise she would have caused trouble for the base. She forced her to suppress the anger that was aroused by the disgusting feeling. She picked up her phone and looked at what was wrong with the text message just now.

Why did I inexplicably not see any acquaintance, but a drunken man suddenly ran out?

But the drunkard suddenly screamed "ah", which temporarily attracted her attention. Feng Ling turned around and saw him staggering up on the ground, then ran towards her while calling her wife with a smile.

Feng Ling avoided back with disgust on his face. Seeing that there were too many cars here, it was a bit in the way, so he simply walked to the empty position in front, and at the same time he was holding his cell phone in his hand, and his doubts and vigilance gradually increased.

"Wife, I really didn't mean it-"

The drunken ghost was still standing there between cars and howling, making her feel upset.

At this moment, Feng Ling suddenly heard the sound of a car driving in the parking lot passage on the left. She saw that it was Li Nanheng's black Hummer, and recognized the license plate number of the car. Seeing that it was him coming back, her heart was still confused by the text message just now and she immediately relaxed and took a few steps to meet it.

Suddenly, a strong light lit up from the channel outlet on the right behind him!

Feng Ling suddenly felt that the black Hummer in front of him was on an emergency light at the same time, as if he wanted to remind her something. She turned around and saw that the light behind her was particularly dazzling. A shabby silver SUV rushed towards her at a speed dozens of times the standard in the parking lot.

Feng Linggang was still annoyed by the drunken ghost. He felt a moment of pause when he pinched his phone in his hand. When she realized that she was about to jump out quickly, she suddenly heard Li Nanheng's voice sounding in the black Hummer: "Back!"

Her movements almost instantly dodged quickly in the direction he said, but after all, the movement was still too late, and the car that was rushing towards her was approaching.

Even at the critical moment, two strong lights crossed together, and then there was a loud "bang". Feng Ling was shocked by the speed of her avoidance and the sense of shock. She suddenly jumped and looked at the two cars that were hit together. The car was too serious. Although the SUV was very old, it was also very strong, and it was obviously modified to reinforce, even the front of Li Nanheng could be deformed a lot.

She didn't care about the pain in her knees and immediately turned over and was about to go to the Hummer car to take a look. But as soon as she rushed over, she saw Li Nanheng stretching out his arm from the airbag that had just been shaken out, and used a dagger she carried with her to stab the airbags that were in trouble a few times, piercing them all out of the airbags.

Then, he reversed neatly and shifted gears. The wheels quickly turned up and rushed up again. With a bang, he knocked the SUV on the opposite side and retreated a meter behind.

"Bang!" The headlights of the two cars have been completely destroyed.

"Bang!" The front face of the car was completely destroyed.

"Bang--" The windshield was also broken into pieces.

The people in the SUV obviously do not have the physical fitness as good as Li Nanheng. Under such a violent impact, they have no strength to do anything else. They are stuck in the middle of the steering wheel and seat in despair in the car!

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(Did the meat smell yesterday? Hahaha, it’s the first day of the month again, I’ll set up a bowl! Please give me a monthly ticket!)
Chapter completed!