Why one room? Because other rooms are very terrible and full.

Well, Lan Feng won’t sleep here tonight anyway.

When he walked into the room, the scene inside appeared in Lan Feng's sight.

The decorations in the room are very simple, with no sofas, no Simmons, no large soft beds, only a lonely stool and a wooden bed, and no other furniture, which is simply extremely simple.

But it is no wonder that it is not easy to have these things at such a high altitude. Cheng Xiaohan did not feel any discomfort. She threw away the mountaineering bag and lay up on the wooden bed regardless of her image: "Wow, Lan Feng's wooden bed is so comfortable!"

Seeing Cheng Xiaohan's appearance, Lan Feng shook his head with a wry smile. This girl's movie is still full of vitality.

After carefully checking the room, Lan Feng nodded just now, then walked to the stool beside him and sat down.

Looking at Cheng Xiaohan lying on the bed, he was silent for a moment, and a faint voice came from Lan Feng's mouth: "Cheng Xiaohan, you can sleep here tonight. I will go out later. I will probably come back very late. After I leave, you must close the doors and windows. Apart from hearing my voice, don't worry about someone knocking on the door."

"Lan Feng, where are you going?"

Hearing Lan Feng's words, Cheng Xiaohan was slightly stunned and asked curiously.

"I have other things to do." Lan Feng said with a smile.

"But it's already evening now? It's dark outside and full of danger..." Cheng Xiaohan said with some concern: "Why do you go do it tomorrow during the day?"

"Don't worry, I'll be fine. Just have a good sleep here. I'll come back when I wake up."

Lan Feng smiled and looked relaxed.

"Oh! OK! Be careful!"

Cheng Xiaohan fell into silence. She knew that Lan Feng was not an ordinary person and had her own things to do. She nodded after a moment.

"Okay, I'm leaving, you get up and lock the door. Remember, unless it's me, don't open the door." Lan Feng walked to the door and looked at Cheng Xiaohan repeatedly reminded him.

"Don't worry, I'll be careful."

Cheng Xiaohan nodded.

"That's fine. Then I'll leave."

After saying that, Lan Feng took a step away.

When Lan Feng's back disappeared from sight, Cheng Xiaohan closed the door and locked it.

When I walked out of the hotel, it was already eleven o'clock in the evening. Even with the moonlight on the top of the mountain, it was pitch black and most people couldn't see the road clearly.

However, all this was not a problem for Lan Feng. He had already remembered all the routes in his mind, and his eyes also had night vision.

As he galloped along the way, the blue forward rushed straight to the bottom of the mountain like a stream of light under the moonlight, reaching the extreme speed, and only vague shadows could be seen.

At this time, a large group of killers in night clothes were running towards the top of the mountain with strong murderous intent. Their speed was also extremely fast, like ghosts passing through the dark night.

At the same time, a figure as strong as an iron tower appeared at the gate of his leisure and holiday villa in Qiyun Mountain. A faint smile appeared on his handsome face, and a cold voice came from his mouth: "Finally I found it, I am abduct!"

Chapter 189 Fierce Fighting in the Night

Half an hour later, Lan Feng appeared in Linya Jian on the hillside of two-thirds.

Sitting in the viewing pavilion at the end of the cliff stream, looking up at the moon hanging high in the sky and the twinkling stars, Lan Feng showed a faint smile on his face, and a faint voice came from his mouth: "The moonlight will be good tonight, but unfortunately, I don't know how many people can't see it."

After the words came, Lan Feng took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, then slowly lit it, took a light, and then slowly spit out the white smoke from his mouth.

The smoke turned into neat smoke rings and drifted with the wind.

Lan Feng smokes is different from holding a cigarette in his mouth. Generally, only in two situations will Lan Feng really smoke.

When you are in a bad mood and when you want to kill someone.

Obviously, Lan Feng smokes now because he really wants to kill people, and he wants to let the group of people who come up without going back.

Lan Feng doesn’t know how many people will come today, but I believe there will definitely be no fewer people.

If waiting for death is a terrifying thing, then waiting for others to die is a boring thing.

Because Lan Feng was sitting here waiting for someone to die, because he was really bored now.

The bright moonlight poured on him, making him full of loneliness and desolation, setting off Lan Feng's slow smoking posture and a unique temperament. If a girl saw it, she would probably be unable to help but scream: "Wow, look, that man is so handsome."

"Swish!"

Suddenly, Lan Feng, who was originally sitting in the viewing pavilion, flashed suddenly and appeared at the exit of the mountain stream plank road. His whole body exuded a different temperament like a cold killing god.

At the entrance of the plank road, black figures quietly appeared, releasing a fierce murderous intent under the moonlight.

Looking at the black shadows emerging in front of him, a cold voice came from Lan Feng's mouth: "Are you finally here?"

Song Ling, wearing a black night-mounted suit, stood at the entrance of the Linyajian Plank Road, and made a gesture. The four figures behind him stopped at this moment and looked around vigilantly.

Looking at the dark plank road ahead and feeling the murderous aura emitted in front of him, Song Ling frowned tightly. He could feel the crisis contained in front of him. The dark plank road seemed to lead to the abyss of hell, making people feel a chill.

The whistling mountain wind in my ears seemed to tell the desolation of life. The branches swaying in the wind on the cliff were like ghost claws, making Song Ling's face look extremely ugly.

Song Ling was not surnamed Song but Fang, because of his outstanding performance and strength in the Song family, the huge family, and became the direct descendant of the Song family. He has been lurking in the secret to help the Song family overcome one problem and enemy after another.

With Song Ling's status and strength in the Song family, there is little turn to let him take action personally. After all, it is a peaceful era, but he never expected that the senior executives in the family would send him out this time and asked him to take his own team to kill a young man, which made Song Ling very puzzled.

It was not until this time that Song Ling's eyes fell on the Lan Feng, who was sung by the moonlight on his body and stood straight on his body at the end of the Linyajian Plank Road, that Song Ling understood why the senior management of the family sent him, the old guy who was about to retire, this time.

The young man was stronger and more keen than he thought.
Chapter completed!