Three years ago, Lin Zifeng saved Long Yunfei's life overseas. Long Yunfei made a promise to Lin Zifeng that if Lin Zifeng returns to China in the future, as long as he can use it, Long Yunfei will definitely not even blink. It is enough to show Long Yunfei's status in China!

However, after Lin Zifeng returned to China, he had never looked for Long Yunfei these days. After all, Long Yunfei is the official. Lin Zifeng is not willing to deal with the official.

But now it's different.

Lin Zifeng wanted to establish his own power in China, which would inevitably attract the attention of the official, so he came to Long Yunfei out of helplessness.

But what Lin Zifeng didn't expect was that Long Yunfei's grandfather actually interfered in his own affairs. It seemed that he was still somewhat influential in the eyes of the Chinese official. Thinking of this, Lin Zifeng couldn't help but have a bitter smile.

After reminiscing about the past with Long Yunfei, Long Yunfei led them to the interior of the hotel.

Along the way, Long Yunfei asked Lin Zifeng a lot of questions. But every time he asked a critical moment, Lin Zifeng just smiled.

Long Yunfei also knew very well about this. After all, everyone has some unknown secrets in their hearts, so he really doesn't want to dig too much.

I arrived at the entrance of a private room inside the hotel.

Long Yunfei took the lead in pushing the door open and made a "please" gesture towards Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng smiled, patted Long Yunfei on the shoulder and said, "Does we still need to be so polite?"

Long Yunfei was slightly stunned.

I felt that I was really too disgusted, so I quickly smiled bitterly without showing any words and took Lin Zifeng directly into the private room.

At this time, there was silence in the private room.

A spacious and exquisite Eight Immortals table is quietly placed in the center of the private room.

An old man with silver hair was closing his eyes and hitting the table with one hand and ring finger. Five arrogant men wearing sunglasses stood around him. All stood quietly behind the old man with his hands behind his back.

After the door of the box was pushed open, the old man's cold face relaxed a little, and his pair of bright and slightly shiny eyes finally opened.

But when Lin Zifeng entered the private room, an invisible sense of pressure came to his face! Especially the moment the old man opened his eyes, even the black eagle behind Lin Zifeng felt that he couldn't help but shivered all over his body! This was a completely subconscious action.

Seeing that the distinguished guests who were holding the banquet today had arrived, the old man snapped his fingers at the bodyguards behind him, and soon the five of them walked out of the private room together.

"This should be the legendary god of death, right?" The silver-haired old man was wearing a gray-yellow Tang suit, wearing a snow-colored ring with a thumb. Seeing Lin Zifeng approaching, the old man quickly stood up and showed a kind and kind smile. It was like a grandfather was as kind to his descendants.

"The God of Death was dead two years ago. I am just an ordinary person." Lin Zifeng was not vague. Although he was facing a person who could make the whole country shake, he could still remain calm.

"Oh?! Ordinary man?" The old silver-haired man smiled slightly, not much surprised by Lin Zifeng's words. The sharp light in his eyes quickly glanced at Lin Zifeng.

He hurriedly showed Lin Zifeng to sit down.

"I don't know what the god of death likes to eat?" Although Long Zaitian was so calm on the surface, he was shocked in his heart. He could never imagine that the legendary god of death would be a young man in his early twenties!

What moved him the most was that the reputation of the God of Death five years ago had been circulating abroad. In other words, the guy opposite was just a guy who was just twenty years old five years ago, and he was so terrifying. Now, after five years, maybe the young man opposite was much more terrifying than the God of Death five years ago!

Old monsters at the level like Long Zaitian have absolutely no match for ordinary people.

The reason why he wanted to meet Lin Zifeng in person was because his grandson mentioned this mysterious God of Death more than once!

Unexpectedly, when I saw him today, it was as true as what his grandson Long Yunfei described, and even more terrifying than in the description.

"I don't pay much attention to eating and drinking. The same food can fill the stomach. No matter whether it is raw or cooked, even if it is half-baked or not. What can fill the stomach is considered food." Lin Zifeng smiled faintly. His tiger eyes stared at Long Zaitian with a pair of tiger eyes. A playful smile appeared between the corners of his mouth.

Perhaps the Black Hawk and Long Yunfei next to him couldn't understand his words, but Long Zaitian could understand them very clearly.

Although Lin Zifeng's words were said very roughly, the truth was not rough.

His meaning also secretly reminded Long Zaitian that no matter what he does, as long as he can achieve his goal. Whether it is a clever strategy or a rough method, it is a good way to achieve his goal.

"It seems that Death still has insights into the food." Long Zaitian picked up a bottle of red wine and stood up and poured a glass of Lin Zifeng.

Lin Zifeng continued to smile without saying a word, picked up the wine glass and smelled it, a faint smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and smiled at Long Zaitian and said, "This wine is very good, but I can't taste it."

Although Long Yunfei and Heiying are both very smart, they are confused by the politeness between them.

They have not figured out the situation yet.

But Long Zaitian laughed and looked very unscrupulous and said with a strange smile: "Okay! Since the myth of death is so clear, I won't hide it anymore. If you have anything to say, we will say it openly."

Long Zaitian waved his hand to Long Yunfei and said, "You two will go out first. I want to say a few words to the god of death alone."

"Okay." Long Yunfei was also confused now. He couldn't figure out what his grandfather wanted to play.

"You go out first, too." Lin Zifeng threw a reassuring look at Black Hawk.

Then Black Eagle felt relieved and walked outside with Long Yunfei.

"Why should I call you Death now, or should I call you Lin Zifeng?"

At this time, Long Zaitian stared at his eyes and turned his head over, looking like he was ungrateful.

Lin Zifeng, who was cutting the steak in the dish, suddenly shook his hands and suddenly his murderous aura increased sharply. However, he quickly pressed down and slowly raised his head and squinted his eyes and smiled: "It is worthy of being the number one helmsman of the CIA. Even your real name has been investigated clearly."

"If the CIA cannot even investigate this personal information, will the country still need us?" Long Zaitian said with a smile.

"Then you come to me today? You won't just tell me this, right?" Lin Zifeng said with a smile.

"You only guessed half of it. I just want you to know the capabilities of our CIA. I hope you can join our CIA!" Dealing with smart people will never look tired. Everyone is smart people without having to beat around the bush.

"Join the CIA? Haha, I think you think too much of me. I'm just an ordinary person."

"On average person?" Long Zaitian smiled but said nothing.

After a long time, Long Zaitian finally couldn't help asking: "How can we help you when you come this time?"

"Help me?" Lin Zifeng was suspicious and said seriously: "It should be mutual benefit. Can't help you?"
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