Several people came by the train at this time, transporting things out.

These people are all local Americans, mostly workers and the owners of moving companies. After hearing them arrange what to move first, they make sure they don’t plan to move the largest wardrobe and refrigerator inside for the time being, Feng Ling squatted there without moving.

At the same time, the two stalkers had already chased after them. Seeing the two trucks and the few people beside the trucks, they saw the things they were moving outwards. They walked over and walked around the back of the car. After confirming that they had not seen anything in the car, they turned around and went straight to the building in front to chase.

Until several workers next to the truck moved away, Feng Ling leaned inside and listened for a while, then got up and got out.

As soon as he jumped out of the car, he suddenly ran into someone on his face, and his whole face almost hit his arms.

Feng Ling staggered for half a step, instinctively raised his hand, and before he could come back from the soreness on his nose, he heard the man's voice: "Don't answer the phone?"

Feng Ling looked up and Li Nanheng stood in front of her, raising his cold eyebrows slightly.

Her expression suddenly relaxed: "I was hiding from someone just now, so I didn't answer because I was afraid of making a sound. My phone was silent in my pocket."

At this moment, the two people who had just passed by the building seemed to have noticed something was wrong, and suddenly turned back. They happened to see the man standing with Feng Ling. The moment they saw Li Nanheng, the two looked at each other in confusion, as if they were considering whether to go over.

"Didn't you say you want to go back to the Feng family? Why did you come out alone in broad daylight to have a smile on Li Nanheng's face that the two people who were standing far away couldn't understand. They couldn't hear what he was saying, but what was certain was that he and Feng Ling definitely knew each other.

"How did you come here? Have you seen Xiao Momo?" Feng Ling turned his body in the direction behind the truck, and asked in a low voice.

"When passing by the Ferris wheel, I saw your old lady bringing servants and children on it. She had arranged them to the security room of the playground, and called someone to come and guard it, don't worry."

The experience of fighting together many years ago can immediately understand each other's thoughts with just one look and one sentence.

She was indeed trying to find a way to buy time for the elderly and children to be rescued, and she also knew that Li Nanheng would definitely come after the previous phone call.

Feng Ling was relieved and stopped asking more questions. He looked at the two of them in a blink of an eye and said lightly: "It's good that the person has been successfully transferred, so there is no need to continue to escape, you can start killing me."

Li Nanheng glanced at her, and Feng Ling also looked at him in a blink of an eye, and looked at each other tacitly.

When she looked up, she saw the man's eyes shiny black and shiny corners. She knew that the man's eyes were really recovering gradually, and it would not affect anything if he came out alone. The distance between the two was very close, so close that her hands almost all touched the man's strong muscles.

Li Nanheng, who had almost returned to his past state, stood beside him, but he was just two followers, so what else could hesitate about?

Feng Ling turned his head and looked over there.

Not far away, the man holding the baseball bat received Feng Ling's gaze. He immediately looked at Li Nanheng beside her vigilantly, holding the baseball bat in his hand tightly, and did not dare to act rashly for a moment.

"How to kill? Are you going to be fat or thin?" The smile on Li Nanheng's face became more obvious, as if discussing whether you want to eat spicy food or not when you eat hot pot: "I said, do you dare to bring me with you next time when you go back to Feng's house? I have to find an opportunity to flatter and flatter the old lady. You have to create a chance for me, right?"

Feng Ling: "..."

"I saw that Mrs. Feng was so scared just now. I just drove you back later and went to Feng's house to enter the room. Why not just stay in Feng's house for one night?"

Feng Ling: "..."

There are many people in this community, coming and going, and it is a prosperous and high-priced residence. It has all countries and all skin colors, and everyone goes out in a hurry or goes back.

Li Nanheng then raised his hand and hugged her shoulders. He smiled and lowered his head and kissed her on the cheek. Feng Ling was about to hide, but the man was tightly held tightly by the man. He kissed her on the cheek and then put it against her hairline until he completely pulled her body into his arms and turned to the direction of the two of them. At this moment, the light from the corner of Li Nanheng's eyes swept towards the baseball bat in the hand of the man more than ten meters away.

"What are you wearing?" His lips pressed against her ears. His face was smiling at this moment, but his voice was clear and serious, in a tone that only she could hear.

"There is only one knife that was snatched from them." Feng Ling remained motionless in his arms.

Li Nanheng directly hugged her tightly in his arms, and at the same time he seemed to be just holding her and leaving, turning around as if he was just holding her.

At this moment, Li Nanheng's cell phone rang in his pocket. He stood there and answered the phone and exposed his back with Feng Ling to the two people who would rush over at any time.

"It was Xiao Xu called." Li Nanheng hung up the phone and said indifferently, then kissed Feng Ling in the ear: "He asked if he would use it to pick us up in New York."

At this time, they were standing among the crowds coming and going in the community. The drivers in the two trucks had no idea what had happened just now, so they got out of the car and lit a cigarette.

Li Nanheng glanced at him and walked over directly: "Brother, borrow a cigarette?"

Feng Ling didn't know if he was addicted to smoking or what, so he quickly reached out and pulled his hand back, pressed his eyebrows and said in a low voice: "Don't smoke. You haven't smoked for the past few months. If you quit, you quit. Why are you still smoking?"

Li Nanheng looked down at her, with a smile on his lips: "If you say that I was asking me to quit smoking and drinking completely in order to prepare for a healthy child, I promise to wear a mask when I go out from now on, and I don't even smell a second-hand smoke. As a result, you ran out alone and didn't feel ready to be a mother at all, so you can't calm down?"

Feng Ling: "...I'm for the safety of Xiao Momo, and I don't want to fight and kill every day."

Li Nanheng looked down at her, Feng Ling held his strong arm with one hand and put the other in his pocket, and pinched the Ying-shi short knife. The two dogs behind him who had been slipped for a long time saw that they were really like a couple. They first kissed and hugged each other, and then seemed to have restrained their expressions on each other because of what they said.

In fact, Xiao Xu, who had already known the situation in New York, was asking: "Boss, do you need reinforcements?"

Li Nanheng replied: "Send someone to send Mrs. Feng and his children back to Feng's house safely."

"Then there is no need for reinforcements?"
Chapter completed!