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 was 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?"

"Not bad." Chen Feiyu asked strangely: "Is there any problem?"

"Of course there is a problem, but the problem is so big." The driver fucked a Beijing movie and shook his head, "I can't get close to Wutongyuan in this taxi."

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

"No, no, no, the road to Wutongyuan was built so neatly." The driver frowned and said, "Look at your appearance, do you really don't know?"

"No one from another, I don't know." Chen Feiyu didn't hide it and said honestly.

"I'm just saying that, 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: "Wutongyuan outside the Sixth Ring Road is a place for upper-class people to relax and entertain. Anyone who can go to Wutongyuan 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."

"Of course." 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.

He quickly covered his mouth and forced himself to hold back his swear words, for fear that someone would hear them after being scolded, which would bring serious consequences.

Chen Feiyu, who was originally sitting in the back row and kept his eyes closed, suddenly opened his eyes and said while getting off the car: "You can wait for me here for a while."

"Hey, what are you going to do? The money has not been paid yet..." The driver watched Chen Feiyu walk down, and the monk Zhang Er couldn't figure it out. What was going on today? Why did he encounter something strange?

Chen Feiyu turned a deaf ear to the bridge after getting off the bus.

On the bridge, the man's expression finally changed. He raised his eyes and looked at Chen Feiyu, with a hint of murderous intent in his joking eyes.

Chen Feiyu walked to the slippery bridge, only about 3 meters away from the other party, raised his eyebrows and said, "Are you waiting for me?"

"Your name is Chen Fei?" The middle-aged man's tone was filled with a sense of high oppression, as if he was not interrogating, but interrogating.

Chen Feiyu nodded and admitted that he was Chen Fei. He was secretly surprised that this person was waiting for him when he came to Wutongyuan. Obviously, he knew his traces. Who leaked it? Could it be Liu Xiaoyue? It should be impossible...

Before Chen Feiyu could think carefully, the other party had already interrupted him and said proudly: "Since you are Chen Fei, then I am waiting for you, or rather, killing you."

"Kill me is a very dangerous thing." Chen Feiyu couldn't help laughing. He could see at a glance that the opponent's strength was in the "early stage of the Grandmaster". In front of others, the strong masters were indeed very powerful, but in front of him, a mere grandma was not enough to see, and he could kill him in seconds with just one finger.

"The enemy can remain calm at the moment. The young man has a good mentality. If you hadn't offended our Shen family, I really wouldn't want to kill you." The middle-aged man said proudly, but his murderous intent was a little stronger.

That's right, he is Cao Zichen of the Shen family. Shen Xin had already sent someone to investigate that Chen Feiyu was heading to Wutongyuan, so he notified Cao Zichen and blocked Chen Feiyu's must-pass road first, which led to this scene.

Unfortunately, Cao Zichen has been traveling abroad for several years and has only heard of Chen Feiyu's name, but has never seen it with his own eyes. Otherwise, he would have recognized it. The boy with the pseudonym "Chen Fei" in front of him was Chen Feiyu who was famous for these days, and he would run away without saying a word, but instead, he took the initiative to provoke Chen Feiyu like now.

"Shen Family?" Chen Feiyu suddenly realized and said, "So it was Shen Xin who sent you here."

"Shen Xin is the young master of the Shen family." Cao Zichen sneered: "You shouldn't have been sure, you shouldn't have been snatched from Shen Xin, and you shouldn't have thrown him into Yanming Lake in front of everyone, so that he and the Shen family will be embarrassed. The Shen family will revenge such a grudge!"

"It's a pity that I've done all of this." Chen Feiyu chuckled, looking at it without caring. The rain fell on his hair and clothes, and he felt an indescribable and unrestrained manner. He smiled and said, "Tell me, how do you want to take revenge."

"It's very simple. If you don't want to die, follow me to the Shen family, kneel in front of Shen Xin, take the thorns and apologize, and promise that Qin Yuxin will never be seen. As long as Shen Xin nods, I can spare your life." Cao Zichen stood proudly behind his back, as if he was the god who sentenced Chen Feiyu's life and death.

The driver was sitting in the taxi. Although the distance was relatively far, and the sound of rain was disturbed, he could not hear what Chen Feiyu and Cao Zichen were talking to him. However, he was still forced by Cao Zichen's momentum and a trembling feeling arose in his heart. Although he didn't know what the situation was, he didn't dare to breathe in his nervous atmosphere.

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: "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 very simple to kill you, just a drop of rain is enough." Chen Feiyu said lightly.

"You are so arrogant in front of me, you can't save your life!" Cao Zichen shouted lightly, his aura suddenly increased, and he suddenly 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, showing 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 your death, it's okay to tell you." Chen Feiyu said lightly: "My name is Chen Feiyu."

Cao Zichen's eyes suddenly opened wide and he said in shock: "You...you are Chen...Chen Fei..."

Before he could finish his words, he could no longer hold on. Once his body tilted, the body would 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!