Dudu, dudu.
Zhang Wannian looked at the disconnected phone in his hand and turned his head to Li Feng, who was driving, "Seems like trouble, could it be those two female officers?"
Zhang Wannian knew one thing: never upset a woman.
Clearly, Li Feng had offended someone, and he had done so quite severely.
He didn't just ditch her, but he also played her fiercely, making even him think that if he were a woman, he definitely wouldn't let it go.
Li Feng grunted, "Probably."
Li Feng didn't speak further; he drove to another safe house, "I'll leave her to you for now; don't let her contact the outside world, call me if anything comes up."
Zhang Wannian nodded.
"Are you going back to the company?"
Li Feng didn't answer and went straight back to the car. At Myth Communication, Li Feng parked downstairs and took the elevator up.
As soon as the elevator doors opened, Li Feng heard loud noises of quarreling.
"Hand over the killer."
