Chapter 350: High-end, world-class

"Does the wound still hurt?"

After removing the stitches, Lin Feng asked.

Bai Ying gritted her teeth and shook her head.

It really doesn't hurt much anymore.

"How about this?"

Lin Feng asked again.

"No……pain!"

Bai Ying squeezed out two words from between her teeth.

"Then let me take another look……"

Lin Feng solemnly murmured.

At this moment, Bai Ying didn't know whether to be angry or to laugh.

She had never seen a car with a broken headlight; when repairing, they didn't look at the broken headlight but at the good one.

After looking, Lin Feng smiled and said: "Usually you can't tell, but your body is really strong, impressive!"

Bai Ying got up and walked, limping.

The wound on her foot hasn't healed yet!

The two rested for a day.

The landlord was a middle-aged woman with two children; her husband had gone out to work on a boat and was rarely home.

She was a rather simple woman, not talkative.

After receiving the money, she honestly helped Lin Feng with his affairs.

All the medicine, food, clothing, etc. that Lin Feng needed were bought by this middle-aged woman.

One could even get news about the town from her.

Listening to her, it seemed nothing unusual.

After staying for a few days.

May 5th.

Lin Feng left the remaining money with the landlord, took Bai Ying, who could now walk freely, and boarded an old minibus.

Upon boarding and glancing around, Bai Ying widened her eyes.

There were both men and women on the bus.

They were all dressed as tourists.

Ordinary people glancing at them would notice nothing.

But Bai Ying noticed something was off.

Based on her intuition, she realized these people were all experts.

She tightened her grip on Lin Feng's hand and signaled him with her eyes.

Lin Feng closed the bus door, smiling and said: "Don't be nervous, they're our own people."

Tang Mi, sitting in the driver's seat, took off her felt hat, pursed her lips, and looked at Lin Feng.

After boarding, Lin Feng didn't even glance at her.

Although dressed in old clothes, looking rustic, with her skin darkened and ugly makeup applied, Lin's husband should have been able to recognize her at a glance.

Yet she was exchanging glances with another woman.

"Tang Mi, drive!"

After sitting down, Lin Feng smiled and said.

"Oh, okay!"

Feeling sour inside, but as soon as Lin Feng spoke, Tang Mi obediently replied.

Then she started the vehicle.

Tang Mi, while driving, said: "I had my grandfather rally over a hundred people. There are lookouts all along the way; it's absolutely safe, rest assured!"

"Well done!"

Lin Feng gave Tang Mi a thumbs-up.

Tang Mi lifted her head with a proud, tsundere expression.

After the vehicle had traveled some distance, Tang Mi said: "That Malu Village you guys visited earlier—on the night of the 30th last month, a gunfight broke out, apparently aimed at you."

"How is that possible?"

Bai Ying frowned and said.

Tang Mi sneered: "Every place has its local tyrants; here it's even more chaotic than San Francisco's Chinatown. As long as one is willing to pay, any stir on the ground cannot escape their notice."

"Not only that little village, but also this small town; anyone near this river has taken money..."

After Tang Mi finished speaking, Bai Ying believed her.

In fact, she had already thought of this problem earlier.

In a foreign land, carrying out work is very difficult.

Even assassins from that crooked country who run to Yanjing can be spotted by an old lady!

The bus had traveled halfway.

Someone set up a checkpoint to intercept and inspect.

Someone on the bus spoke fluent local dialect and scolded the blockers.

The blockers were startled and hastily let them pass.

Tang Mi continued driving the bus, proudly turning the steering wheel while saying: "That person just now is the big boss of this area, whom we invited to hold the line."

Don't mention it, don't mention it, it's only right!

The boss hurriedly spoke in broken English with a smile.

The Tang family sent over people and threw a lot of money to clear the way.

All the way, they drove smoothly to the vicinity of a small airport.

A chartered private plane was already waiting at the airport.

In the evening, the plane took off.

Having reached this point, they were completely safe.

Even if someone knew Bai Ying was carrying important documents aloft and sent a plane to shoot her down, it would be meaningless now.

Since it cannot be obtained, it's better to give up to avoid causing any unpleasantness.

May 7.

Tuesday.

10 a. m.

Lin Feng's own transferred plane, a Gulfstream G650, was parked steadily at Yanjing Airport.

Bai Ying disembarked first and left by a special car.

Tang Mi accompanied Lin Feng out of the airport.

Personnel from Tang Lin Jewelry sent a dedicated vehicle to pick them up.

Fu Gui Cartier Residential Area, Building 2, Unit 902.

"Honey, skewers!"

As soon as they entered, Tang Mi clung to Lin Feng.

"Can I take it slow?"

Lin Feng said helplessly.

He took a shower and changed into clean clothes.

Lin Feng pulled Tang Mi and they gnawed on a meal of bones.

Then they sat down on a roadside bench.

This is one of the most prosperous areas of Yanjing City, in the summer of May.

His eyes were filled with long legs wrapped in ***.

After staying nearly a month in the tropical rainforest, his nerves remained tense.

Now, back in a safe and comfortable environment, this feeling is truly delightful.

For example, it's like having moved bricks all day.

Then, after returning home, he took a shower and chugged a bottle of chilled beer in one go.

At the same time, there was also a feeling as if he had crossed eras.

Before he knew it, more than half of 13 years had passed.

No wonder so many people in the world want to go exploring, to be backpackers.

After a bout of aimless tossing about, he returned to a peaceful life,

The huge changes in environment and time brought a feeling as if he had undergone a time-space journey.

Tang Mi sat beside Lin Feng, cupping her face, pouting as she stared at the people coming and going.

Do the beautiful women passing by look as good as herself?

Their faces aren't as pretty as hers, their waists aren't as slim, their legs aren't as long… Of course, this is relative.

"Huh~"

Suddenly, Lin Feng exhaled deeply and stood up.

After stretching, he smiled at Tang Mi and said, "Let's go eat skewers until you're stuffed."

"That's what you said!"

Tang Mi was so happy she almost jumped up.

"Tang Mi, can't your hobby be a bit more high-end?"

Lin Feng frowned and said.

Tang Mi blinked and said, "Isn't your cooking skills high-end?"

"Um~"

Lin Feng looked astonished and said, "Of course it's high-end, world-class, you totally get it!"

Tang Mi bent over and said, "Yo, western blah blah blah!" (Please take care).

Lin Feng smiled and gave Tang Mi a light tap on the head, saying, "If my mom were alive, she'd hit you."