340 The First Assassin (33)

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Feng Caozhe's facial features were twisted in pain, and for a moment no one dared to stop the young man's movements.

Suna reacted and quickly took his hand, the palm of his hand was cold.

"Busler Lin?" The girl leaned into his ear and shouted softly.

The other party's hand held her tighter, and she remained silent for a few seconds, losing the tendency to attack again.

Suna thought there was no point in staying any longer. Before leaving, he looked towards the Ye family again and said in a calm tone:

"The hatred of the family is irreconcilable. All the evidence has been handed over to the government, and no one involved in the incident can escape."

There will be corresponding costs.

Ye Tianli's face turned pale, and the people next to him, including Ye Shen, were rarely quiet and did not say a word.

If nothing unexpected happens, the Feng family will face a seizure next, and there will definitely be someone with ulterior motives who wants to secretly take away the first volume of the peerless secret book.

The young man followed silently all the way, listening to the people beside him ask:

"If I went to the Feng family and got to know everyone personally, would you think I was bad?"

"No." Qianfei's lips moved slightly, Linhuai looked at her quietly and said seriously: "I can help you."

Suna couldn't help but feel bright, "Oh, there's no charge?"

As soon as these words came out, I remembered that my identity had just been revealed, and the other party knew that I was a woman, and...

Her hand was firmly on the other person's arm, as usual.

After a pause, the eyes of both parties moved downwards in perfect agreement.

Suna hugged her awkwardly, wondering whether to take it back.

As a result, he was held down by a fair and beautiful hand. The warmth in Linhuai's clear pupils dimmed. He loosened his pursed lips and said slowly:

"Why did you lie to me?"

Suna was stunned. He didn't know what the other person's expression was through the white gauze. He felt inexplicably unsure, but he didn't forget to respond: "Isn't this to prevent people from the Feng family from finding out?"

Originally, his background was blank, but he suddenly came to Jiangdu to catch up with Wulin. Without some preparation, it would easily arouse suspicion and investigation.

But then it was a little selfish.

Who knew he cared so much about money at the beginning, so Su Na wanted to do the task first and take advantage of it by taking advantage of it.

At the same time, considering that the two of them are familiar with each other, it would be unnatural to get along with each other if their gender was specified.

After hearing the reason, the young man didn't ask any more questions, but still held her hand in his arms.

Suna touched his nose, took small steps and walked side by side with him, and honestly did not take out his hand again.

So what does it mean?

Knowing her gender and still being so intimate?

"Shopkeeper Lin is angry?" Suna bent down slightly and tried to see the person under the power fence.

Linhuai stopped, suddenly stretched out his hand to stop her, and pulled her aside.

"No." Qingya's voice was low, as if she was sipping a cup of tea with a strong fragrance, very mellow and elegant.

It certainly didn't sound like he was angry.

But only he knows. The struggle and confusion I felt when I discovered that I had those thoughts. Especially longing for the impossible alone is like being stuck in a quagmire.

Silent despair.

After knowing the truth, things became brighter and brighter, and I felt uncontrollable joy and a little depression.

He couldn't bear to be angry, and he didn't want to let go of her hand again.

"What do you plan to call me, shopkeeper Lin?" Sometimes Suna's mind jumps quickly, so he blurts out.

"Huh?" Linhuai blinked and slowly came back to his senses. He listened to her own questions and answers before she could speak.

"How about calling me Sister Liang?"

Homophonic lady.

I don’t know if the other party is unintentional.

The young man who looked like the breeze and the snow held her hand and walked slowly, and the noisy streets seemed to quiet down.

The clear eyes hidden in the power fence shone in the dim light, and the corners of the eyes were bent.