Chapter 891: How Is the Little Cotton Jacket?

What are you thinking?

After the dishes were ordered, seeing Lin Feng gazing out the window in a daze, Bai Ying couldn't help but ask.

Lin Feng said: "It's snowing."

"Huh?"

Bai Ying didn't understand.

She thought Lin Feng was about to say something big again.

But this isn't the Lin Family's Sihe Courtyard.

She was certain that outside there were at least ten pairs of eyes watching her and Lin Feng.

Even if there were no listening devices on this table, the observers could still read lips.

At that moment, she heard Lin Feng say: "I was thinking that when I just practiced the gun technique, I saw a little white frost on the gun."

Lin Feng spoke in the Witch Tribe Language.

Bai Ying also understood this language.

But we can guarantee that those lip-readers outside must have had big question marks pop up in their heads.

Bai Ying first froze, then looked at the already boiling hot pot base.

She almost couldn't help but pick up the basin and put it on Lin Feng's head.

So during the meal afterward, Bai Ying gave Lin Feng no pleasant expression.

While eating, they talked about some recent events happening in the world.

After finishing, Bai Ying drove away in her car.

She left happily.

Of course, it wasn't that she cheered herself up.

But rather, Lin Feng recited two lines of poetry for her.

Golden spear, white dew upon meeting, surpasses countless in the world.

If two affections last long, what need for morning and evening?

Lin Feng tightened his coat and proceeded along the street in the wind and snow.

Not having walked far, an umbrella appeared above his head.

Lin Feng didn't turn back; smelling the perfume from the other person, he knew who it was.

The scent of each woman beside him is different, even if they use the same high-end perfume.

"How did you come here?"

Lin Feng asked with a smile.

Ye Yingying smiled and said: "I was just out strolling, and I saw you within an hour."

"I divined a hexagram; today when you go out, it's an ominous sign."

Lin Feng stopped his steps, scrutinizing the woman before him whose face and figure were extremely beautiful.

As for women, Lin Feng no longer really pursued them.

According to his aesthetic, the most beautiful women in the world are already by his side.

Ye Yingying, among many women, is not the most beautiful, nor the worst.

To be honest, after Lin Feng interacted with her, he hadn't paid attention to her for a long time.

"And Ling Lin?"

Lin Feng asked.

"Her!"

Ye Yingying smiled and said: "She was idle, so she went to climb Mount Everest. That place is freezing year-round, and only she can endure it."

"What did you just say?"

Lin Feng asked.

Having said that, Lin Feng turned around and continued walking forward.

Ye Yingying naturally linked arms with Lin Feng and said: "I have a premonition that someone wants to kill you."

"Is that so?"

Lin Feng wore a calm face, muttering.

Ye Yingying remained silent, but her face still kept a smile.

But her arm slowly stiffened.

After Ye Yingying was enhanced, she possessed the precognitive ability.

Of course, it's not that kind of prophet like Lin Feng originally, who could know the yearly stock market trend and gold price.

But rather a vague premonition.

She had a premonition that if she appeared on this street today, she would see Lin Feng, and indeed she did.

Then she also sensed that killing intent had appeared around them.

Lin Feng proceeded slowly, entering an underground parking lot.

The lighting grew dim, even darker than the outside sky.

After walking a distance, Lin Feng stopped.

The car doors around opened.

Altogether, more than twenty enhancers with camouflage painted on their faces and dressed in black clothes surrounded Lin Feng.

"We're surrounded!"

Lin Feng shuddered, looking at Ye Yingying with a shocked expression.

Ye Yingying nodded, "Yes! We're surrounded!"

Then she said in the Witch Tribe Language she had just learned, "I'll hold them off in a moment; if you can run, run!"

As soon as the words fell, a tall man in black stepped forward, sneering, "You want to run? There's no way out!"

"We are twenty‑four S-level Enhancers; we don't believe you can escape!"

"Lin Feng, you didn't see this coming, did you?"

"Before, when there was only you as an Enhancer, you were the only one."

"But now it's different. With many Enhancers appearing, your combat power is negligible!"

Saying that, the tall man in black twitched his index finger.

Though his face was painted with camouflage, Lin Feng could still see the guy's smug expression.

"You are not S-level Enhancers."

Lin Feng said lightly.

The tall man in black replied, "You actually guessed it! Not bad! I was lying to you; we are not S-level Enhancers, but a higher tier—SS-level Enhancers."

"Moreover, when we arrived we also used an enhancement agent."

"You haven't heard of this, have you?"

"It's a temporary enhancement that lets Enhancers burst out several times their combat power in a short time."

"Of course, after using the enhancement agent, we suffer great pain for a while."

"But to capture you, any price is worth it!"

"Move!"

After speaking, the tall man in black raised his hand and waved it.

Three black‑clad men immediately lunged at Lin Feng.

Lin Feng closed his eyes, standing still.

After forcefully throwing the folded black umbrella from his hand, Ye Yingying drew a short knife from her waist, ready to charge.

Suddenly, two black shadows flashed.

The three advancing black shadows suddenly split to the sides.

If one's vision is fast enough, one can see the three black‑clad men being cleanly cut in half from the middle.

Two masked black‑clad men stopped; each held in their hands a long and a short samurai sword.

Lin Feng opened his eyes, looked at the astonished tall man in black, and said lightly, "Sorry! I have 4s-level guards."

"Likewise, they also used an enhancement agent, and theirs is more perfect than the one you developed."

"Because after the burst, there is only a brief weakness, not pain."

"Go!"

The tall man in black hesitated, then turned and ran, while a word burst from his mouth.

It was spoken through clenched teeth.

Without Lin Feng's command, the two dual‑wielding swordsmen charged forward.

A moment later, twenty‑four mangled corpses lay on the ground.

Lin Feng got into a car that had been prepared earlier; Yang Caiwei saw the two boarding, smiled, and made a victorious hand sign.

"Caiwei, well done!"

Lin Feng winked at Yang Caiwei.

Yang Caiwei lifted her head, gave Lin Feng a tsundere expression, then started the car and drove it out of the underground garage.

Lin Feng didn't ask who the assassins were.

Because even if he knew the answer, what would it matter?

"Senior Brother, how's Little Cotton Coat?"

Yang Caiwei asked.

Little Cotton Coat is a codename.

It's out there now; it's not good to mention Lin Qiuxia's name.

Lin Feng smiled, "Performance was excellent; we extracted a lot of useful information. Now that guy completely trusts her, it seems it won't be long before Yan Qiu's problem over there is solved."

What problem does Yan Qiu have over there?

Yang Caiwei thought for a moment, then finally recalled.

Guo Yanqiu's ideal and struggle goal is to defeat cancer—the terminal disease—as quickly as possible without using Enhancement Agents.

After all, for a long time to come, Enhancement Agents will not be accessible to ordinary people.

The Micro Robots made by Deweisi, used to treat cancer, were a method proposed long ago.