Du Feng rode to the beach. The company was not far from the beach. There were several old people gathered on a huge rock. They were sitting on the top of the rock fishing while talking and laughing.

The sea breeze was relatively mild, but the waves were very big. Layers of water waves rushed towards the boulders, causing splashes of water.

Du Feng found a place to sit down, enjoying the sea breeze and holding a cigarette in his mouth, which was very comfortable.

As expected, the seawater area at the bottom of the boulder is a beach, so it is not deep, which also means that there will be no big fish.

Sure enough, I saw an old man carrying the fishing rod up. There were seven or eight fishhooks hanging on the vertical fishing line, three of which had a fish hanging on them. The fish on the beach had flat bodies and were almost the same color as sand.

Look, if you look closely, she looks really beautiful.

Du Feng is a good fisherman, but he has never caught a sea fish before. When he saw such strange fish, he couldn't help but get closer.

"Uncle! What kind of fish is this?"

The old man took the fish off the hook and said with a smile: "I really don't know what their scientific name is, but we all call them love fish. This kind of fish regards love as life and will never leave each other until day and night.

Die. Look at these three fish, two of them must be lovers, and the other one is greedy and took the bait."

Du Feng secretly sighed, never expecting that a fish the size of a palm would be so infatuated with love. Thinking about how dare he, a seven-foot man, abandoned Yang Ziru, it was a big mistake.

He felt bad when he thought of this. Even though he was usually very decisive and willing to give up, he still felt somewhat guilty for a woman like Yang Ziru.

It was getting late and the old people were leaving one after another.

Du Feng looked at the blurry sea level in the distance, thinking a lot. The sea breeze slowly became stronger and ruffled his hair.

He stretched out his hand to caress it, and smiled to himself, thinking that no matter what happened, he should wait until after the duel with Sangkun!

According to Du Feng's personality, he doesn't take Sangkun seriously at all. But the situation has changed now. He is seriously injured, so he will naturally be affected to a certain extent. Besides, he doesn't know how strong Sangkun's methods are in the boxing ring.

There is no bottom, and it is unknown whether we can escape unscathed.

If he didn't even know whether he could come back, how could he provoke Yang Ziru again in a short period of time? If he died in the ring, it would only leave the opponent with greater pain.

He took out his cell phone and took a look. It was around seven o'clock. Du Feng stood up, stretched out towards the vast sea, and yelled: Damn it!

Ride a Tibetan Mastiff motorcycle and go straight to the user's home along the wide road.

Hearing the young woman's voice on the phone made his heart tingle. That woman was too delicate, and most men would never be able to stand it. Du Fengxiang thought about her appearance, she must be a sexy stunner.

It was still ten minutes before eight o'clock when we arrived at the community.

I looked up according to the floor and unit on the address, and the lights were dim.

The user had already gone home, and Du Feng cursed secretly for making me wait for so long.

He carried the toolbox up and rang the doorbell.

The door was opened by an old man who was nearly sixty years old. Du Feng explained his purpose and the old man let him in.

Near the door is the bathroom, with the washing machine inside. This room is also a bathroom, and there is a sound of water running inside.

The old man smiled and said: "Wait a moment, she is taking a bath inside!"

Du Feng smiled and nodded, then the old man handed him the cigarette and sat on the sofa.

After chatting for a while, the old man's phone rang. His face immediately changed color, and he answered the call and said angrily: "I know! Can't I go back right away? Okay! I'll go back now."

The old man said to Du Feng: "Then please wait for a while! I have to do some work beforehand." After saying that, he hurriedly left with his purse.

Du Feng was stunned for a moment. The voice on the phone just now was that of a woman, and she was an old woman. Could that woman be the old man's wife?

So who is the woman in this bathroom?

Du Feng is so smart, mistress, mistress! There is no other possibility.
Chapter completed!