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Chapter 38: Save Your Life

When I heard Sister Ning's words, I couldn't breathe a mouthful of blood.

Sister, you can’t play with me like this!

Although I have no experience in love, I am not stupid. I know that I am not a young man with a prince charming appearance than Pan An, and no woman will throw herself into her arms.

Sister Ning obviously doesn’t want to get married, so she uses me to block the gun.

When I saw Sister Ning and I had a bad premonition when I saw the strange reaction I had with black suits before, I had a bad premonition. Now it seems that the premonition has come true.

But I really don't want to get into this muddy water. As the saying goes, it is difficult for a clean official to make a decision on family matters, and don't interfere with other people's housework. Besides, it's such a sensitive problem. It's not a good thing to pretend to be a beautiful boyfriend. I won't really admit it with a conscious mind just because I was kissed.

Looking at Sister Ning's father who stared at us, with a dark face as if he was as dark as the bottom of the pot, I had no doubt that this guy wanted to eat me now. Thinking about Huang Hongtian before, he was obviously not a good man. I guess if I really believed Sister Ning's words, I would find someone to break my legs tomorrow. I have watched such things on the novel TV.

So I wanted to deny it without hesitation, but when I felt my arms tightening, Sister Ning pinched the inside of my arm with five fingers tightly, and I almost screamed out loud because of the pain. I turned my head and saw Sister Ning staring at me, with a hint of begging in her eyes.

Looking at her appearance, my heart suddenly became soft, but it quickly became harder. What a joke, I was just a poor and poor boy, and I could not bear the revenge of these rich people. Maybe that day I would be tied up and thrown into Dongting Lake with cement bags. I gave my life for a temporary blessing. I was not so stupid.

However, when I was having psychological struggles here, Ning Jie's father could no longer help, and said coldly: "Your name is Ma Yiming, right? I don't know where you are from, and I don't want to know. You should know that you and my daughter are not from the same world." As he said that, he took out a check book from his arms, then took out a pen from his pocket, wrote something quickly, and then tore off a picture: "This is a check worth 500,000, so don't appear in front of Xiao Ning in the future." As he did this, I was a little worried about laughing. I didn't expect that such lines that I had only seen in TV novels would really appear in reality, and they were just told to me. But the position seemed to be the opposite. I remember that the eldest young master's mother said this to the heroine who was born in poor origins.

Unfortunately, I am not a heroine, so I shook my head very simply: "I don't want your check. You misunderstood. Sister Ning and I are just friends." Who knew that after saying this, Sister Ning's father showed a hint of contempt in his eyes: "I didn't expect that you are not satisfied with 500,000? You have to know that for people like you, 500,000 is enough, don't think about what you get from a young age. Young people, don't be too greedy. There are some benefits that you can't get." I couldn't smile bitterly, it seems that this person is completely serious.

Just when I was still trying to defend myself, a familiar faint voice came from behind: "What are you doing here?" I turned around and saw that there was still a poker face. Mr. Feng, who was still wearing black clothes, stood behind and looked at me expressionlessly in the summer.

"Mr. Feng, I want to ask where you are. I have been looking for you for a long time." I sighed.

Sister Ning's parents in front of me also saw Mr. Feng behind me. Sister Ning's father's face changed for some reason. His eyes flashed, then he relaxed his expression, showed a smile and walked up. He stretched out his hand politely: "It turns out to be Boss Feng, it's been a long time since my aunt's funeral. I haven't seen Boss Feng again since the last time my aunt's funeral. Is he in good health?" Unexpectedly, Mr. Feng looked cold and seemed to have not seen Sister Ning's father. He said to me lightly: "What are you still standing there? Let's go." I quickly responded, then smiled bitterly at Sister Ning, gently broke free from her arm, and then walked over.

When I walked past Sister Ning's father, I saw that his face kept his previous smile froze. I paused for a while before saying, "It turns out that this is Boss Feng. I heard that a new person came to Boss Feng's shop. Could it be this one?" However, Mr. Feng still looked indifferent, and seemed to have not heard Sister Ning's father say, so he turned around and left. I hurriedly followed.

After walking a few steps, I secretly looked around at the back. I saw Sister Ning's father standing in place with a dark face, his eyes flashing, and I don't know what he was thinking.

"Before you care about other people's affairs, save your life." Mr. Feng walked forward with his back to me, but there was a sound without ups and downs.

"Save your life?" I was shocked: "Mr. Feng, what does it mean?" Mr. Feng walked in front, was silent for a while, and said: "You should have seen the first way to die." I was stunned for a moment, and then realized that he was talking about the old fifth brother of the Zhang family who had died before.

But what does the first mean?

"Mr. Feng, are you saying that someone will die later?" I asked with some hesitation: "Is it that Lao Liu who died of the Zhang family's Wu's death? Why did he kill his brother?" Mr. Feng said lightly: "We are here to carry the coffin, don't worry too much. Don't ask too much about the matters of the Zhang family. It's not good for you. You just need to save your life." I know that the matter of the Zhang family is not simple, but what does it have to do with me? I have never had any relationship with the Zhang family before. Could it be that they wanted to kill me to silence me because they knew about Lao Liu's murder? But now basically everyone in the Zhang family manor knows this. It's okay for the Zhang family's own relatives, and there are many in-laws or friends who are not related to blood. Can they still keep their mouths closed?

Mr. Feng must have known something, but he didn't seem to tell me the meaning, and I probably won't get an answer after asking.

Having said that, I still asked, "Mr. Feng, you said you wanted me to save my life, and I don't know what to do." Mr. Feng did not answer, but continued to walk forward. After a while, he asked, "Where is your cigarette rod." I heard this, I reached out and pulled out the cigarette rod inserted into my waist: "It's here." Speaking of which, the cigarette rod was beyond my imagination. Before, I was pinched by Zhang's elder Liu and was about to die of anger. Zhang's elder Liu was shocked, but it was not at all. It didn't even bend, and I didn't know what material it was made of.

Mr. Feng still didn't look back. He threw his right hand back and something flew towards me. I subconsciously reached out to catch it, but found that it was a paper bag the size of a palm, and it was so bulging that I didn't know what it was wrapped.

"Mr. Feng, what is this?" I asked, while holding the paper bag close to my eyes, but I smelled a familiar smell.

I almost smelled this smell since I was a child, so I immediately recognized it: "Is this tobacco?" I raised my head in confusion: "Mr. Feng, why give me tobacco?" Mr. Feng said lightly: "Take it and use a cigarette rod." "What?" I was stunned: "But I can't smoke." "Then just learn." Mr. Feng didn't look back and threw a few words to me.

I suddenly became depressed. What does this mean? I asked me to learn to smoke, and I also asked me to use my grandfather's cigarette pole.

Seeing that Mr. Feng had no intention of explaining, I stopped asking questions and looked down at the tobacco bag on my hand.

Mr. Feng doesn’t smoke, so of course he won’t ask me to learn to smoke. Even if he wants me to smoke, it’s more reliable than buying a bag of Yuxi or something for me tobacco.

He said, what does it mean to ask me to smoke with my grandfather’s cigarette pole?

At this time, we walked to the front of a small building, which seemed to be the northernmost point of the mountain. According to what I saw when I was at the foot of the mountain, the back of the building should be facing the Dongting Lake.

Mr. Feng said we will live here today, tonight is the first seventh day. After tonight, we will be buried tomorrow, so we have to spend the night at Zhangjia Manor tonight.

I'm fine. It's better to say it's a small building, but it's better to say it's a small villa with very good conditions. If it's not the previous time when the dead man had happened, living for a day would be like a vacation.

Mr. Feng went up the second floor by himself, found a room to lock himself in it, and there was no movement. I was also used to his ethical character as an older otakus. It was only 2:30 in the afternoon, and it was still early before dark, so I had nothing to do.

So I looked at the tobacco that Mr. Feng had just given me and determined my task this afternoon.

I want to learn to smoke!
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