Black Hawk nodded and continued, "Brother, I have set up a sniper opposite the hotel they arranged. If anything happens to you at night, just give me a secret code."

For Black Hawk, the only spiritual sustenance he survives now is Lin Zifeng. If Lin Zifeng dies, for him, there is no one in this world that can be remembered by him.

As long as Lin Zifeng does not die for a day, he feels that his future life is not loneliness or loneliness. If a guy like them who lives on the edge of a knife suddenly loses his blood in life one day, perhaps they think that life will not have much meaning.

An excellent mercenary is living for war.

Wherever there is war, their passionate life begins.

"Remove all." Lin Zifeng shook his head helplessly on the other end of the phone. Unexpectedly, the reckless black eagle that was once more reckless is now becoming so vigilant. This seems not his style.

"Retreat?" Black Hawk was stunned.

But he nodded quickly and agreed to Lin Zifeng's request. Since the God of Death said he didn't need it, he was still afraid of being furious.

It was not until 8 o'clock in the evening that Lin Zifeng appeared at the entrance of a business hotel.

The Black Hawk was waiting for him quietly in the dark.

Seeing Lin Zifeng appear, Black Hawk quickly moved over and covered his ears and whispered: "Brother, have you noticed something wrong with the surrounding environment? Do you want me to solve it?" Black Hawk showed a ruthless look on his face. He hated the most that people who are scheming with others. Although the other party is an official senior executive, he disagreed.

"No need." Lin Zifeng smiled, but took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to Black Hawk, then lit it and took a deep breath, and said with a smile: "Relax. We are here to drink and eat today, not to kill people. Don't have a bitter face all day long, it's so ugly." Lin Zifeng patted Black Hawk's strong shoulder and said with a smile.

Lin Zifeng didn't take the snipers around the hotel and on the building opposite the hotel seriously. If he wanted to leave, he could be sure that these people could not even capture their own shadows in the end.

I just didn't expect that this seemingly simple dinner would give people a Hongmen banquet.

Looking at the lonely lobby of the hotel, Lin Zifeng just sucked a cigarette and smiled, thinking that the other party's pomp was indeed a bit big.

With relaxed steps and leading the Black Hawk with a look of alertness, the two of them quickly walked towards the interior of the hotel.

Just stepped into the hotel.

There are dozens of artificial fish ponds placed at the front desk of the hotel, and the magnificent decoration is really eye-catching.

All the men in black wearing black wearing headphones stood in the hotel lobby.

Judging from the fierce aura emitted by each of them, Lin Zifeng is sure that these guys are all ace elites in the army!

But there are many levels of elites.

No matter how powerful an elite is, if he has not really killed anyone, he can only be considered an elite on the surface. He is not at the same level as a hired elite like Black Hawk who is killing people.

At this time, a majestic middle-aged man was standing at the front desk of the lobby.

The man stood with his hands behind his back, wearing a straight black suit, and his strong and perfect figure stretched the suit.

The sword-browed eyebrows and dragon beards and a small amount of short beard not only adds a bit of calmness to the man, but also adds an endless sense of maturity to the man.

A man who is nearly 1.8 meters tall, and a casual smile will give people an inexplicable sense of sunshine and warmth. If he faces a young and ignorant little girl, his faint smile will definitely make the girl's heart beat.

However, when he saw Lin Zifeng's appearance, the man's eyes lit up first, and then his eyes were very excited.

He quickly ran over and hugged Lin Zifeng.

"Death! You are finally back! I'll wait for you this day, do you know how long I've been waiting?"

The man was obviously very excited, and even the tears in the tiger's eyes were circling. Although he was almost twice as old as Lin Zifeng, in front of Lin Zifeng, he was like a child, with tears flowing constantly.

If Lin Zifeng hadn't saved his life back then, he would probably have been a pile of bones now.

He will always remember that in the massacre of 100 people, if the God of Death had not saved him with his life at the last moment, he would probably not have stood here.

So over the years, since Lin Zifeng disappeared inexplicably two years ago, middle-aged people often dream of seeing him again.

Several times in my sleep, I was awakened by that scene.

Every time I think back to that scene, the middle-aged man feels as weak as if he is exhausted from the blood.

"Don't do this, I'm embarrassed." Lin Zifeng teased directly with a haha.'

If it weren't for his request now, Lin Zifeng wouldn't have found him. After all, the guy in front of him had a very complicated background, and Lin Zifeng was not willing to interact with such people. What's more, dealing with the official Chinese government does not seem to be his style, but if you want to gain a foothold in China, there is no official recognition. You may be given a flock to others at any time. This is the fact and it is also the current situation in China.

No matter how awesome you are, once the national government wants to sweep you, even if you are the king of heaven, I will be taken over.

The domestic situation is becoming more and more tense, for the sake of himself and for the people around him. Lin Zifeng has no choice now, he needs strength. He must establish his own power.

Now that the Black Eagle has returned, Fusang Dog has repeatedly made trouble in China, and the former organization Tianmen may threaten itself at any time. So Lin Zifeng wants to establish his own power in China, but establishing his own power is the premise of being officially recognized by the state, otherwise all this can only be considered empty talk.

When the middle-aged man was stunned when he heard the god of death joking with him, he immediately reacted and still hugged him tightly.

I remember that the god of death never joked with anyone before. I didn’t expect that now he started to joke with him, which surprised the middle-aged man a little.

"I'm sorry, Death. My grandfather has found out about this." Long Yunfei lowered his head, his eyes a little slouched.

Obviously he also had a hidden secret, but Lin Zifeng was not angry, but patted Long Yunfei on the shoulder and laughed: "It doesn't matter, after all, your grandfather is the first helmsman of the CIA. If this information cannot be investigated, then I really doubt whether the CIA is just a decoration?"

The CIA, also known as the CIA.

The place where you have control over all important security information in the entire country! It can be imagined.

"You, you didn't blame me, did you?"

Long Yunfei raised his eyelids and stared at Lin Zifeng's eyes blankly.

Lin Zifeng felt a little bitter in his heart. Even if he wanted to blame you now, it would probably be too late.

"No." Lin Zifeng smiled.

"I know I was so sloppy about this matter. When I received your news, I was stunned! I knew that the God of Death could not have died so simply-"
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