The place that Chen Feiyu and Liu Xiaoyue agreed on was outside the Sixth Ring Road, and a tea shop called Wutongyuan.

When he arrived at the hotel entrance, Chen Feiyu stopped a taxi and took it in.

"Little brother, where are you going?"

The driver is a man in his thirties, with a flat head and looking very energetic.

"Outside the Sixth Ring Road, Wutong Garden."

Chen Feiyu said casually and placed the umbrella next to him.

"Okay..." The driver responded subconsciously. As soon as he stepped on the accelerator, he suddenly reacted, showing a look of shock, and stepped on the brakes. Under the huge inertia, the driver's head suddenly leaned forward. Fortunately, he was wearing a seat belt, otherwise his forehead would definitely hit the reverse wheel.

"What's wrong?"

Chen Feiyu asked curiously.

The driver suddenly turned his head back and looked at Chen Feiyu, and strangely found that Chen Feiyu was sitting safely, as if he was not affected by inertia at all. However, he did not think about it carefully and said in surprise: "Little brother, where did you say you are going?"

"Wutong Garden."

"Are you talking about Wutong Garden outside the Sixth Ring Road?"

"good."

Chen Feiyu asked strangely: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there are problems, but the problem is so big."

The driver was fucking a Beijing movie and shook his head and said, "My taxi can't get close to Wutongyuan."

“How to say it?”

Chen Feiyu raised his eyebrows and asked, "It's not easy to walk on the road?"

"No, no, no, the road to Wutong Garden was built so neatly."

The driver frowned and said, "Look at how you look, do you really don't know?"

"Nobody from other places, don't know."

Chen Feiyu didn't hide it, and he was honest.

"I just said, how can locals take a taxi to Wutongyuan?"

The driver shook his head, thinking that Chen Feiyu had never seen the world. Dun Dun taught: "Wutong Garden outside the Sixth Ring Road is a place for upper-class people to relax and entertain. Anyone who can go to Wutong Garden for consumption is either a business boss or a political boss.

Ordinary people like us are not qualified to enter. I am afraid that my taxi will be stopped before I get close to Wutongyuan."

After the driver finished speaking, he looked at Chen Feiyu again and saw that Chen Feiyu was not wearing any brand-name clothes, and he had to take a taxi to Wutongyuan. I think he was not a wealthy family. Could this kid be fooling himself?

Chen Feiyu suddenly realized and smiled and said, "So that's how he came back. Yanjing is worthy of being the imperial capital. There are quite a lot of places to pay attention to. Just drive to Wutongyuan. Anyway, the money will not be missing."

"This is what you said. If it is bombed out then, don't say I didn't remind you, and the money can't be reduced."

"certainly."

Chen Feiyu nodded and responded.

Seeing that Chen Feiyu didn't look like he was telling lies, the driver stepped on the accelerator and drove out of the Sixth Ring Road.

More than half an hour later, I arrived outside the Sixth Ring Road. In front was a stone bridge that was ten meters long and several meters wide. It was very slippery on the bridge deck under the drizzle.

And in the middle of the bridge, a majestic figure stood.

I saw him wearing black clothes, completely ignoring the oncoming car, standing in the rain with his hands in his arms, his temperament was still motionless, as if he was naturally integrated with the surroundings.

The driver was startled and stepped on the brakes suddenly. The powerful inertia almost hit the steering wheel.

He was about to curse with a "grass" sound, and suddenly he realized that he was almost here at Wutongyuan. Those who could appear here were either rich or noble, and they were definitely not something that he could afford to be a taxi driver.

On the stone bridge and in the rain, Chen Feiyu sighed and said, "The so-called scholars can be killed but not humiliated. Many times, human dignity is more important than life. It is absolutely impossible to kneel down and apologize."

"So, did you choose to die?"

Cao Zichen smiled contemptuously and said, "It's a stupid choice."

"No, I have a third choice."

Chen Feiyu shook his head and smiled, pinched his right hand into a sword technique, slowly raised his fingers at Cao Zichen's throat, and said, "That's to kill you."

Cao Zichen seemed to hear a huge joke, and couldn't help laughing loudly, and spread it from afar in the rain. After a long time of laughter, he snorted contemptuously and said, "My name is Cao Zichen, he is already a strong master. It's easy to kill you. How can you kill me?"

"It's easy to kill you, just a drop of rain is enough."

Chen Feiyu said lightly.

"You are so arrogant in front of me, and you will be unable to save your life!"

Cao Zichen shouted lightly, and his aura suddenly increased. He stepped on the ground and rushed towards Chen Feiyu, intending to kill Chen Feiyu with one punch.

Suddenly, Chen Feiyu moved.

I saw him picking up a lotus, bounced his fingers, and a drop of rain was stirred up. With a "whip" sound, he rushed towards Cao Zichen with a blink of an eye.

Before Cao Zichen could react, the raindrops had already penetrated through his throat, and an invisible wound appeared. Even the raindrops were too fast and the blood had not had time to splash out.

Cao Zichen's rushing forward suddenly stopped and showed a shocked and fearful look: "I...I..." "Your life is not long."

Chen Feiyu put down his finger and said, "I said that killing me is a very dangerous thing, but unfortunately you don't listen to your advice."

"You...who are you..." Cao Zichen became more and more afraid. He could feel the blood rushing towards the wound in his throat, but he was powerless and said with difficulty: "You...who are you? Such strength...can't be...unknown...a person..." "For the sake of you being a dying person, it's okay to tell you."

Chen Feiyu said lightly: "My name is Chen Feiyu."

Cao Zichen's eyes suddenly widened and he said in shock: "You...you are Chen...Chen Fei..." Before he finished speaking, he could no longer hold on. Once his body tilted, the body was about to fall on the bridge.

Chen Feiyu frowned. In order to avoid trouble, he wrapped Cao Zichen's body with a qi machine and threw it into the river. From the driver's perspective, it seemed like Cao Zichen jumped into the river by himself, and couldn't help but exclaim.

Chen Feiyu turned around and walked into the taxi. As soon as he sat down in the back row, he heard the driver's confusing voice: "Who is that person? Why did he jump into the river suddenly? He wouldn't want to commit suicide, right?"

Chen Feiyu: "It's just an ignorant and ridiculous person. As for suicide, it's impossible. He will never commit suicide."

Because dead people cannot commit suicide.

The driver scratched the back of his head and thought to himself that since a man dared to jump into the river on a rainy day, it should be nothing serious.
Chapter completed!