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Chapter 17 The Power of One Foot(1/2)

"Are we being followed now?"

Xia Jian felt a little uneasy.

Ling Feng nodded with a plain expression, and no emotional changes could be seen from his face.

"I have something to do in the west now..."

Ling Feng said with some fun.

The two of them continued a cup of coffee, chatted for a while, and then left the cafe.

After leaving Yilai Cafe, Xia Jian took Ling Feng around the center of the western city.

Except for the sparsely populated areas around, I have basically visited it.

It can be said that the Western Frontier perfectly interprets the essence of the condensed ones.

In a blink of an eye, it was three or four o'clock in the afternoon.

The two returned to the door of Yilai Cafe and stopped.

"This person is so good! He has been following us all the way!"

Xia Jian glanced behind him, and the tall man stopped immediately.

Standing not far away, looking at both of them with arms around them.

It seems to be saying: "I just want to follow you blatantly, how can you do to me?"

"It's too rampant in broad daylight!"

Xia Jian let out a long sigh and felt a little overwhelmed.

Ling Feng still looked calm, as if he thought that person was like air.

"It's all right, why haven't Luo Hao come yet?"

Ling Feng took out his cell phone and dialed Luo Hao's phone, but he did not answer.

Immediately, I called it several times, but still didn't answer.

Ling Feng frowned and suddenly felt a bad premonition.

Xia Jian's heart skipped a beat. This was the first time he saw Ling Feng with such a nervous expression.

"What's wrong, Ling Suo?"

Then, Xia Jian asked worriedly.

"Luo Hao..."

Suddenly, Ling Feng's cell phone rang.

It shows that it was called by Luo Hao.

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief and answered the phone.

"Little Luo, why are you still..."

"Hey! Is it Director Ling?"

I only heard that the sound from the phone was not Luo Hao.

Ling Feng's heart that had just been relieved was raised again.

"I am, who are you? Where is Luo Hao?"

Ling Feng asked anxiously.

"We are the 120 emergency center, and Luo Hao was in a car accident on the expressway..."

Ling Feng's heart immediately colded to the soles of his feet.

The hand holding the phone began to tremble a little.

"Luo Hao...how is he?"

Ling Feng asked tremblingly.

"Don't worry, it doesn't matter, he just suffered a little injury to his head and is now in a coma..."

Ling Feng breathed a sigh of relief, and his nervousness finally calmed down again.

"Why did you hit me directly?"

Ling Feng asked in confusion.

"Oh, that's right. Luo Hao was in a coma for a while and kept calling Director Ling to be careful about Zhang's life..."

"I was worried that something might happen, so I found your phone on his phone..."

"Okay, I have already conveyed the words. Luo Hao's parents have arrived..."

Before Ling Feng could continue to ask, he hung up the phone for convenience.

Ling Feng put down his cell phone, let out a long sigh again, and then frowned.

"Car accident? Is it another coincidence?"

Ling Feng shook his head and looked at the tall man in the distance, looking at him playfully.

"Being treated as a soft persimmon..."

Ling Feng murmured, then called Xia Jian to walk towards a relatively secluded narrow path between the building.

"Lingsuo, can you do it?"

Xia Jian obviously knew what Ling Feng was going to do.

"It's OK, you have to try it out before you know. Besides, if we let him follow him like this, we may not be able to go anywhere!"

"Okay! I'll fuck him with you then!"

Xia Jian gritted his teeth and said fiercely.

Ling Feng just smiled and then walked into the narrow path.

The light on the path between this building is a bit dim, as if you are about to enter the night early.

On both sides of the trail, three or five sarcastic girls in exposed clothes stood sporadically, and from time to time they showed provocative eyes at them.

After a while, they stopped when they reached the middle of the trail.

The man did not walk into the path and did not seem to plan to continue walking forward.

"It seems that the task he received was to keep his distance from us..."

Ling Feng said thoughtfully.

At this moment, Ling Feng suddenly pulled Xia Jian into a fork next to him.

Seeing this, the man hurried over.

When he ran to the fork, he rushed in without even looking.

In just a blink of an eye, the man suddenly flew out of the fork, slammed heavily on the wall opposite the fork, and then fell to the ground.

In the fork, Ling Feng slowly lowered his raised right leg and moved his right foot.

Obviously, although the kick was strong, it was a little numb at the ankle.

"It's like kicking on the iron plate, this guy is extraordinary!"

Ling Feng licked his lips and walked out of the fork.

He was eager to try, waiting for the big man in front of him to get up.

Xia Jian opened his mouth, stunned.

Ling Feng's kick just flashed by, and Xia Jian only saw the result.

"It's so cruel!"

Xia Jian came back to his senses and gave Ling Feng a thumbs up.

At this time, he understood why Ling Feng was so calm.

At the same time, I secretly sighed how much power is contained in Ling Feng's body, which is over 1.7 meters tall.

Xia Jian suddenly felt very safe.

"Xia Jian, why are you still standing there? Hurry up this big brother!"

Seeing that the man in front of him tried several times but couldn't get up, Ling Feng turned around and shouted.

"Oh, here we come!"

Immediately, Xia Jian stepped forward and helped him up.

Only after Xia Jian helped him realize how strong the man in front of him was.

But even so, he couldn't withstand Ling Feng's kick.

"Are you a human or a ghost?"
To be continued...
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