Just as things were about to get out of hand, the phone in my pocket suddenly rang.
Damn!
The mood that had just been brewing disappeared in an instant. Lin Zifeng was deeply frustrated.
When he took out his phone, it turned out to be his best buddy, Black Hawk, calling.
Now Lin Zifeng was having a headache. Damn it, people always say that both good and bad things are ruined by your brothers. It turns out that's not just talk, it's all true.
There's proof and evidence!
With no other choice, Zhang Mengjie leisurely regained her usual demeanor, her captivating eyes silently watching him.
"Answer it, what are you hesitating for?"
They had finally managed to be alone together, and yet they were interrupted by a phone call. Zhang Mengjie was extremely upset and frustrated.
"Brother Lin, Long Zaitian is dead."
On the other end of the line, Black Hawk said in a low, buzzing voice.
"What!"
Lin Zifeng's face changed slightly, his eyes widened.
