Leng Qingshuang is not the kind of person who is good at talking. She asked you to come because there was a need. If you have something to talk about, you will see off the guests after the talk. Except for the person who is a little pretty, half-old woman is younger than a little girl. But there is really no fun to get along with such people.

How good is a fat white man, he is as fat as a giant panda, honest and cute. I really don’t know how he fell in love with such a woman, and he has been chasing him for decades, but there has been no clear result yet.

When the elevator was rising, Tang Ning thought to himself that it would be better for a realistic woman like Leng Qingshuang to deal less in the future. For the sake of the overall situation, she might not do anything well. Of course, she is also the kind of woman who really does big things and can accomplish things. Can a fat white man subdue her? It is probably difficult.

The elevator stopped and returned to the place I just came. Su Qing had been waiting here.

After seeing Tang Ning come out, he didn't say anything and turned around and continued to lead the way in front.

When he was about to return to the No. 1 box, he was still two or three meters away from the door. Tang Ning suddenly asked her in a low voice: "What is your relationship with Director Leng?"

Su Qing turned her head to look at Tang Ning, blinking her beautiful eyes, and suddenly burst into laughter. Tang Ning was stunned, "Why are you laughing? Is it strange that I asked? Or do you think you don't understand what I said?"

"No, I thought you would keep holding on and not ask." The little girl looked naughty, as if she was several years younger. But Tang Ning knew that this woman was probably all the same as Leng Qingshuang, and she couldn't look at her face. The more beautiful she looked, the more lie she would be.

"Director Leng is my master."

"Your master?" Tang Ning's eyes widened, he was stunned again, and then felt relieved. This is right. No wonder they were so similar in some places. It turned out that the little apprentice had been trying to imitate the master. Perhaps more than ten years later, Leng Qingshuang would appear again.

Su Qing leaned close to Tang Ning's ear and whispered: "What happened just now must be kept confidential, and no one can tell you, including your beautiful little girlfriend. Oh, by the way, I'll ask you something, of course, the initiative is up to you, you can answer or pretend I didn't ask."

That's it, but her eyes were staring at Tangning. It felt like if every satisfactory answer, she would definitely be out of the way with someone.

"Ask, but I don't promise to answer you."

"I felt a faint wave of spiritual power in your little girlfriend. Is she also a monk? Who is the master?"

"You think too much. Feifei is not a man from the martial arts world and hasn't entered the Qimen."

Su Qing's eyes lit up, and suddenly stopped and was about to enter the private room. She pulled him to walk a few steps, left the door, and walked to the place where the person was behind the corner of the corridor. She said with some urgency: "Tang Ning, how about introducing Feifei to my master?"

"What?"

"Feifei is very qualified. If she asked her to be my master's apprentice and be my junior sister, what do you think?"

Tang Ning looked at Su Qing stupidly. Is this girl’s brain wrong? Why did such an idea suddenly come up? Besides, I don’t know if I don’t enter the world. Being a person in the Qimen is not a good thing. Many times I am not as happy as an ordinary person. And it may not be appropriate to drag Feifei into this circle. At this time, the bright eyes of Squad Leader Xu suddenly flashed in his mind. He didn’t feel it before, but now he suddenly remembered that there were content in those eyes, some things that he had ignored before. Distance, a distant distance. Squad Leader Xu likes to hide his thoughts in his heart and has always cared about Tang Ning silently. He doesn’t like to say many things, but it does not mean that she didn’t think about it. But can this happen? Perhaps...

And he chose this place to prepare to take action, and one reason is that he can let go of his hands. Once the fight starts, he doesn't care how many people it will affect. Ants are living, which is a waste of food. And the more people, the better. Many of the people below are celebrities, and they are not rich. If things are critical, these people are hostages.

The man in black had a good plan, but he never expected that such a mistake would occur now.

He dared not speculate on how high the cultivation level of the people behind him was. The invisible pressure, as if there were nothing, made him think of his master, the Falling King. If that feeling of terror was right, they might be at the same level.

Damn, are all the super experts in the mainland cabbage? You can meet them anywhere.

It seems that there is no chance tonight, so I can’t continue waiting, so I have to leave immediately.

The man in black has been rampant in the West for many years, of course he is not a good person. He is afraid of it, but it does not mean that he is afraid of it like a bug, waiting here to shed his skin and die.

The body crawled there, and his feet rushed out with force, hitting the horizontal line, as fast as a rope dart that was shot out.

My body was flying in the air at a rapid speed, and I heard the old man's voice suddenly sound in my ears, "Don't come back when I leave. If I let me see you again next time, I will die!"

The last word "death" exploded in his mind like a thunder. His face instantly pale as paper, and blood was oozing from his mouth and nose. The man in black did not dare to delay, and quickly jumped away after leveraging the power on the roof of a building in front.

The aura of a man in black disappeared around, and a tall figure appeared strangely on the roof of a building, which was an old man.

The old man looked at the direction where the man in black disappeared, snorted coldly, and the sharpness in his eyes flashed. After a while, he looked at the left front and said, "Come out."

Leng Qingshuang's slim figure appeared on the roof of the building. It was still the silver-colored cheongsam, with white couple's jade arms exposed, crystal white and greasy. The cold wind at night had no effect on her, as if it did not exist. She lifted up the hair on her temples, which were squirted behind her ears, looked at the old man standing diagonally opposite the roof more than ten meters away, and said, "I'm here to be a guest. I wonder if I can have this honor. Please go down and have a cup of tea?"

"Of course, Director Leng's tea is useless if he doesn't drink it. Please."

"please."

Two figures disappeared like two blue smoke in the night sky. There were only the sound of silk and bamboo below, chatting and laughing as usual. No one noticed this scene on the roof.
Chapter completed!