Chapter 20: Ling Fei's Fans (Part 1)

  Mei Yue stared at Ling Fei's face, unable to speak. Ling Fei smiled strangely and said, "What's wrong? Have you been captivated by my infinite charm?" Mei Yue burst out laughing, "You shameless thing, your nose is bleeding again!"

  Mei Yue gently stretched out her hand, wiping away the fresh blood flowing from Ling Fei's nose, making Ling Fei feel somewhat uncomfortable. Mei Yue also realized that her actions were quite inappropriate and couldn't help but blush, lowering her head and not daring to look at Ling Fei, the atmosphere suddenly becoming awkward again.

  Ling Fei waved his hand and sighed, "Forget it, the sky is late, let's go, follow me home first..." After finishing speaking, Ling Fei only felt that this sentence was very ambiguous. He coughed dryly to cover up his embarrassment, then hesitated for a moment before waving his hand to hail a taxi. Only after confirming that the driver wasn't a god of cars did he get in...

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  Rushing back home in a flurry, Ling Fei hastily pulled Mi Yue upstairs, causing the driver to shake his head repeatedly, "The world is going downhill, young people these days don't even know to be careful..."

  Upstairs, the door opened and Ling Fei shouted: "He Yan, get out!" Only to see that the demon-killing sword was wrapped around Lin's body like an octopus, and it ran out, seeing Ling Fei, almost crying, "Brother! You're back!"

  Ling Fei saw He Yan's appearance and chuckled, "What's wrong with you? Has your family been robbed or something?" Yi Mo wiped away a tear, the small turtle on his face smudged, "I was playing games with Xiao Ling, then she said it wasn't fun without some punishment, so I agreed. I didn't expect her to actually draw a turtle on my face!"

  "Hahaha! Revenge! Hahaha!" Ling Fei laughed loudly, pointing at Yuemo and ignoring Mi Yue beside him. Yuemo was so angry that he wanted to go up and trample Ling Fei to death, while Lin Ling jumped down from Yuemo's body, carelessly throwing away the oil-stained brush in her hand, ran to Ling Fei's side, grabbed his sleeve, and looked at Mi Yue with some curiosity. "Uncle, who is this beautiful big sister?"

  There isn't a woman who doesn't like being praised for her beauty, and there isn't a woman who doesn't like cute kids. Mei Yue is no exception. When she heard Lin Ling's words, she smiled and squatted down, touching Lin Ling's head, and asked Ling Fei: "Is she your niece? She looks so adorable, how old is she?"

  Lin Ling hastily replied: "Xiao Ling is eight years old this year."

  "Rice Moon touched Lin Ling's face again, "such a cute little girl." Ling Fei smiled and pulled over the wronged Mo Ma, "this is He Yan, uh... let's say he's my younger brother, He Yan, this is Rice Moon, starting today she'll be living here, you little devil can pack up and leave now.""

  "Unacceptable, I strongly protest your behavior of valuing appearance over friendship!!" Seeing the demon's expression, Mitsugetsu smiled slightly and stood up, extending her hand. "Hello, I'm Mitsugetsu, nice to meet you."

  The demon king and Mei Yue shook hands, then stood aside and sulked.

  Ling Fei touched Lin Ling's face, "Little Ling, go play in the house, Uncle has something to do." Lin Ling was very clever and obediently nodded, turned around and entered the bedroom.

  Ling Fei let out a sigh, walked to the sofa and plopped down, looking at Mi Yue. "Are you going to avoid this for your whole life? If you're willing, you can stay here as long as you want, but I'm sure your father won't agree, right? I reckon next time your father finds you, that'll be the end of our peaceful days."

  Mi Yue heard the bitterness in Ling Fei's words and smiled awkwardly, "I'm really sorry, if it's too much trouble, I can leave now." Ling Fei waved his hand, pulled out a crumpled cigarette box, lit one up, "Saying this makes me seem inhumane, you just continue staying here, anyway I've already said, I'll be boarding at school, and the child still needs your care."

  Rice Moon smiled slightly, and her absolutely beautiful face added a few different charms, making the demon king stare blankly for a moment.

  Ling Fei shook his head, "Forget it, I'll just go out for a stroll. He Yan, come with me." Yi Mo nodded and walked out first. Ling Fei made a face at Mi Yue and whispered, "By the way, there's still food in the kitchen that Xiao Ling made, don't forget to throw it away. The taste... you know what I mean."

  Mi Yue was taken aback for a moment. Then she smiled slightly and pursed her lips, the worry between her eyebrows seemed to be slowly fading away.

  Ling Fei nodded slightly, went into the house and grabbed that wheat-colored coat, turned around and pushed Mo Ye out of the door...

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  After getting off the bus, Ling Fei really didn't know where to go. He patted his pocket and found that he didn't have a single penny left. He couldn't bear to ask Zheng Dong and the others for money, so he had no choice but to take the reluctant Mo Yan to the park for a walk.

  Strolling in the park, occasionally some couples taking a walk at night pass by, some elderly people sit together playing cards, and even in the pavilion there are people setting up tables to play mahjong, humming old songs from the 1970s, reminiscing about that bitter youth.

  Ling Fei puffed on his cigarette, with a wheat-colored coat draped over his shoulder, and a hint of a smile playing on the corner of his mouth. The evening breeze blew a few strands of hair into place, complementing his handsome face, tender cheeks, and the depth in his eyes, giving off an air of a melancholic artist. Suddenly, Ling Fei realized that Yi Mo, who had been following him, was nowhere to be seen. Turning around, he spotted Yi Mo standing by the pavilion on the park's promenade, intently listening with over ten young people to a blonde-haired person sitting at a table, gesticulating wildly as they spoke.

  Ling Fei knew the temperament of Yi Mo, if it wasn't something interesting, he wouldn't be attracted to it. Ling Fei walked a few steps behind Yi Mo and was about to ask him something, but when he heard what Huang Mao was saying, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

  That blond guy looked at the young people around him with a curious and admiring expression, and Cow Breeze burst out: "Speaking of which, in those years, Shanghai's underworld was still in chaos, Chen, Lin, and Murong's three families had not yet truly settled the entire underworld. At that time, a mysterious person appeared like a chopstick, stirring up the already chaotic waters of Shanghai's underworld."

  A young man couldn't help but ask, "Who is this mysterious person?" The blond-haired one slapped the table, picked up the tea on the table, took a slight sip, and shouted: "Good question!"

  The young man who asked the question was startled, but still listened quietly to Huang Mao's next words. Huang Mao licked his lips and continued: "Maybe you don't know who this person is, but the old gang leaders who were lucky enough to survive that chaotic battle back then, they regard this person as a god-like existence!"

  Young people saw the yellow hair, and after a long time of silence, they couldn't help but urge: "Who is it after all?" The yellow hair slowly glanced at him, "You listen to me slowly, this person's name is Ling Fei, only knowing that he likes to wear a vest, a pair of large pants, a pair of poor-quality slippers, and always has a bottle of beer in his hand, Qingdao beer, have you drunk it? Hehe, this person led a small force called "Sha", with the speed of lightning, annihilated countless Shanghai gangs that dared to provoke him, but this is not the real information, do you know how many people are in this "Sha" group?"

  At this point, Huang Mao sold an official and pushed the problem to these young people who were listening seriously. Another young man looked a bit impatient, scratching his dyed red hair, "Are you going to say it or not?"

  Huang Mao took one look at the young man, who was wearing a black casual outfit, and his sturdy muscles were quite evident. He couldn't help but feel a little intimidated in his heart, and he let out a hum before continuing: "I heard that the main force of this killer only has seven people, just seven! Do you guys understand what kind of concept that is? How many gangs have they annihilated do you know? Four large gangs, killing three thousand core members; more than ten small gangs, annihilating six thousand core members! What kind of terrifying strength is this, do you guys get it?"

  Upon hearing this, Di Mo gave Ling Fei a ambiguous glance, his eyes were very clear "Look at your glorious history"....

  Ling Fei's old face turned red with embarrassment, and he smiled awkwardly as he continued to listen to the yellow-haired man bragging on his behalf. The yellow-haired man cleared his throat and said, "The most surprising thing is not this, Chen, Lin, and Murong's three families' red clubs, also known as gold medal fighters, are all ruthless killers who don't bat an eye, even countries want to win them over. The three families have issued a challenge letter to Ling Fei and made an agreement with him: if he wins in a fight against the three of them, they will let him off; but if he loses... humph..."

  At this, Huang Mao took another sip of tea, his voice slightly excited. "Ling Fei naturally went to battle! The result was beyond everyone's expectations! Three families' thugs, two dead and one wounded! And Ling Fei left quietly without a scratch!"

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