Chapter 23 I'm willing to laugh, so I'll just laugh.

  Just as Ling Fei and Yi Mo were chatting idly, the middle-aged man at the table behind them suddenly stood up, numbly pushed his glasses, and turned to look at the crowd that was still flowing in the middle of the night. The confusion and helplessness in his eyes were very obvious. However, Ling Fei didn't even glance at him. The middle-aged man turned around and brushed past Ling Fei, perhaps fate is just so coincidental. As Ling Fei watched the middle-aged man's back, he seemed to hear a voice in his heart saying that they would meet again.

  After finishing the meat skewers, he rummaged through Huang Mao's pockets and found a 100-yuan note. After paying the bill, Yi Mo supported Huang Mao, who was almost fainting, and followed Ling Fei, muttering curses under his breath...

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  Ling Fei had originally wanted to go home, but with Mi Yue at home, it wouldn't be good for the three men to return. Moreover, Xiao Yu's drunken state was partly his responsibility, and Ling Fei was a man of principle...

  Three people sat on the quiet stone bench across from No. 8 High School, Huang Mao had to lean against Mo Fan to sit steadily, and was still muttering some unclear nonsense in his mouth.

  Ling Fei lit a cigarette and handed one to Yi Mo. The two sat on the stone bench, puffing out clouds of smoke. Suddenly, Yi Mo said out of nowhere, "What do you want to do?" Ling Fei took a drag on his cigarette, "What do you mean what to do?"

  Mo Xiao smiled slightly, "You know it, the organization won't let you go, what do you want to do? I reckon Number Two is probably going crazy trying to find you and kill you right now."

  Ling Fei disdainfully curled his lip, "Not convinced? Come on then." Yi Mo glanced at Ling Fei and muttered, "Hmph, it seems that among the few of us, only you remain the same as before."

  Ling Fei flicked his cigarette ash, "You haven't changed either, still as annoying as before." Ci Mo's mouth curved into a faint smile, and a purple glow flashed across his face, transforming back to the same face as Ling Fei. He scratched his medium-length hair, looking at Ling Fei, "You should also know that I was created using your genes, if you didn't change, how could I?"

  Ling Fei didn't say a word, but in his heart, a ripple had just been stirred up. The greatest failure of the organization was not creating him, but creating Yi Mo, an Yi Mo who would never betray Ling Fei...

  Suddenly, Huang Mao's mouth was babbling, "Fly... Fly brother, continue drinking... huh..." After saying that, he fell asleep again. Ling Fei and Yi Mo exchanged a smile, their laughter getting louder and louder, making the whole street restless.

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  Three people sat on the stone bench until 4 am, waiting for Xiao Yuyun to sober up. Ling Fei only let him go home by himself after Xiao Yuyun wailed and demanded to call Ling Fei's phone. Only then did he return home satisfied, while Ling Fei had no choice but to walk back home with the Demon-Slaying Steps...

  As soon as I opened the door and got home, I found Mi Yue lying on the sofa, sleeping very sweetly, her long eyelashes twitching from time to time, I don't know what dream she was having.

  Ling Fei casually threw his jacket and entered the house, seeing Lin Ling hugging the new doll she had bought that day, sucking her fingers on the bed, and muttering something softly to herself.

  Demon King yawned, kicked away a pile of plastic bottles, spread out the blanket and quilt, lazily waved at Ling Fei, "I'm sleeping..."

  "Damn it! Change back!" Ling Fei cursed. Di Mo stretched out a hand and rubbed his face, transforming back into He Yan's face. Only then did he wave his hand and fall to the ground. Before long, a faint snoring sound could be heard.

  Ling Fei let out a sigh of exasperation, "Damn it, all you do is eat and sleep, sleep and eat, you're just like a pig!" After scolding him for a few sentences, Ling Fei felt unsatisfied but couldn't beat him up at home, so he had to give up.

  Looked at Lin Ling who was sleeping soundly, and Mi Yue in the living room, Ling Fei really didn't know where he should sleep, pouted, turned around, grabbed his coat, and left the house.

  After going downstairs, Ling Fei wandered aimlessly, suddenly remembering that Qin Shang was still in the hospital, so he called Gan Feng. About ten seconds later, Gan Feng picked up the phone, his voice still somewhat tired, "What's up, boss..."

  Ling Fei said with a big smile: "Little Gan, where is Xiao Shang hospitalized? I'll go take a look." As soon as Gan Feng heard this, the fatigue in his voice disappeared. "Boss, you've finally remembered Xiao Shang! He's not in the hospital anymore, he's back home recovering. Actually, it's no big deal, you know. It's just an aftereffect, Xiao Shang said that this time the prophecy technique's overdraft wasn't severe, at most it would reduce his lifespan by two or three years."

  Ling Fei nodded to himself, recalling that the Great Prophecy Technique had saved his life several times before he was injured. He felt a twinge of guilt in his heart, "Then you continue sleeping, I'll go take a look at Xiao Shang."

  Suddenly, Gan Feng shouted: "Boss! Don't hang up the phone! Not yet! I have something big to report to you!" Ling Fei doubted: "What's the big deal? You little brat always finds me for no good reason!"

  Gan Feng said with a sigh: "Xiao Yang was bullied at school, but didn't tell us. I didn't intervene either, but I'm afraid Xiao Yang will get angry, Eldest Brother... you know..."

  Ling Fei's whole body shook with rage, and he cursed: "Why didn't you say so earlier? Do we all have to die in Shanghai before you speak up?" Gan Feng was lying on the bed at this time, wryly smiling as he rubbed his temples, got out of bed, stood by the window, looking at the half-exposed sun, and said in a low voice: "Boss, go take a look at Xiao Yang. If you hadn't brought him out back then... forget it, we'd probably all be dead now."

  Ling Fei hastily hung up the phone, and his desire to see Qinxin's mood also disappeared. He hurriedly walked towards the outside of the residential area. Suddenly, Ling Fei slapped his forehead, "Damn it, my bicycle!"

  After calming down, Ling Fei couldn't help but think: "Which school is Xiaoyang attending? Damn it, Gan Feng this idiot, can't even speak clearly."

  Helpless, Ling Fei had no choice but to call Gan Feng again, asking for the school's location and where Xiao Yang lived before heading towards Qin Shuang's home.

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  Standing in front of the high-end apartment where Qinsuo lived, Lingfei hesitated for a moment before walking in, carefully avoiding the security guard and slipping into the building. He got into the elevator and let out a silent sigh, not because he was afraid, but because he didn't want to cause trouble. The last time he came to see Qinsuo, he had beaten up all the security guards in this area...

  Standing in the elevator, pressing the button for the 20th floor, Ling Fei leaned against the wall of the elevator and slowly waited. With a "ding" sound, the elevator door slowly opened, and Ling Fei got out of the elevator, starting to search for Qian Shang's home in this seemingly maze-like apartment corridor based on his memory.

  Fortunately, Ling Fei's brain wasn't rusty. Standing in front of 257, he knocked on the door and only heard a female voice, "Who is it?" The tone was somewhat cold, but it tried to convey a gentle feeling. Ling Fei's heart skipped a beat, "Isn't this Han Ruoyue's voice?!"

  Ling Fei said in a soft voice, "I'm looking for Qin Shang." Han Ruoyue responded with a sound, possibly going to call Qin Shang. A moment later, Qin Shang opened the door and saw Ling Fei. The helplessness between his eyebrows immediately dissipated, just as he was about to speak, Ling Fei gave him a wink. "Master Qin, I've come to ask for your help."

  As he spoke, Ling Fei winked at Qin Shang, who immediately understood and responded in a deep tone, "Oh? The guest has arrived, please come in." But the hint of a smile on Qin Shang's mouth made people feel somewhat eerie.

  Ling Fei chuckled and entered the house, Qin Shang's home was very clean, well-ventilated, and had a faint floral scent. Ling Fei skillfully put away his shoes in the shoe rack and followed Qin Shang into the bedroom.

  This bedroom can no longer be called a bedroom, with only one bed, an ancient desk, and a crystal ball on it. The room is filled with incomprehensible talismans hanging everywhere. Ling Fei curled up his lips and thought to himself: "Xiao Shang is still the same as ever, fond of pretending to be mysterious and eerie."

  In the bedroom, Han Yue was sitting on the edge of the bed, tense as a drawn bow. When she saw Ling Fei, a strange light flashed in her eyes. The light was dim and complex, with a hint of disdain.

  Qin Shang made a gesture of invitation with one hand, "Please sit down, sir." Ling Fei suppressed his smile and sat on the bed, only half a meter away from Han Ruoye.

  Qin Shang sat in front of the desk, looking at the two people. His gaze paused briefly on Han Ruoye's face before moving away. Han Ruoye's face was filled with disappointment, but the next moment she changed to surprise because Qin Shang was smiling with Ling Fei.

  Han Ru Yue couldn't help but feel a bit resentful, "Qin Master, why is it that every time I come to you, you never agree to make a prediction for me, and don't even bother to acknowledge me? But this guy just arrived and you...".

  Qin Shang smiled and said: "What's wrong with me? I smiled at him, didn't I? Han Xue, I think you still don't understand the situation. Who I smile at is none of your business."

  PS: Updated too late, my home internet cable is broken, called China Telecom for a long time to fix it... what a tragedy. You guys go read books first~~