The cruise ship was escorted back to the port of Xianggang by patrol boats. Three adjacent areas dispatched a large number of police forces to gather at the port. The police station dispatched all of them to board the ship to investigate and register the guests.

Fenan held Xiaobai and sat at the interrogation table that was temporarily assembled on the deck, and was under review.

"Name."

"Danzu Wu."

"Where is him?"

"Fei Xiaobai."

"What is his relationship with you?"

"He is my son."

"Then why are your surname Wu and his surname Fei?"

"Because I am his stepfather."

"Um?"

"Xiaobai called me."

"Godfather~!"

"Oh! Look?"

Fei Nan curled Xiaobai's head and looked at Yazi opposite him with a smile.

Unlike what she looked like on Fugui Pills before, today she is wearing a police uniform without makeup, which is quite cool.

After picking up the pen a few times, Yazi suddenly sighed and shook his head, put it down, raised his eyes and stared at him in confusion and asked, "Mr. Wu, do you know someone named Fernan?"

"Fernan?"

Fernan shook his head calmly and said, "I don't know him, who is he?"

After opening his mouth, Yazi hesitated for a while, looking at Xiaobai, who was sitting on Fernan's lap, gnawing on the burger, and still closed his mouth.

Shaking her head, she said, "It's nothing, keep registering! Please show your identification."

On the other side, Chen Xiaodao was surrounded by reporters and was being interviewed.

His experience in the past two days has been ups and downs. He was first impersonated as a gambling hero and personally boarded the ship to confront him, but he lost to his opponent and was also criticized as a wise man.

Afterwards, he got on the boat again, not only won the bet with his opponent, but also exposed the true face of his opponent, proved his identity, got his title of gambling hero, and defended the reputation of the gambling god...

This experience can be used to make a movie.

"Please open the suitcase, we need to check it."

After completing the registration, Yazi stood up and looked at the silver suitcase at Fernan's feet.

Putting Xiaobai on the ground, Fernan took the suitcase to the table.

Pressing the button, Yazi subconsciously glanced at Fei Nan before opening the box.

After seeing what was inside, she was stunned for a moment, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Putting the box together and pushing it back in front of Fei Nan, her tone became cold and cold: "No problem, you can leave."

"Thank you."

Fei Nan picked up the box, pinched the little white back collar that was whispering on the burger residue with one hand, and gently lifted it up, threw it up, held it in his arms, and walked towards the entrance of the boat.

Looking at his back, Yazi couldn't help but shake his head.

They are all people with children, and they still read that kind of magazine.

However, seeing Fenan walking, Yazi's doubts couldn't help but become even more intense.

Why do I always feel that he is a bit similar to Fernan?

"Godfather, I still want to eat it."

Xiaobai finished a burger and was still unsatisfied.

The burger is provided by the police for guests who are queuing up for inspection on the cruise liner.

Because it was a temporary preparation, the burger didn't taste very good, but Xiaobai still ate it with relish.

"You can't eat anymore, you're all fat."

Fernan weighed his body and it seemed that it was indeed a little heavier than before.

Seeing him pouting pitifully, Fernan said helplessly: "What's the good burger? My godfather takes you to a big meal!"

After getting off the boat, Fernan happened to run into the police escort Hussein and his group into the police car.

Just as he was about to turn around and leave, he suddenly noticed a surge of thought.

Looking in the direction of the wave, I saw the army also mingled among the suspects, handcuffed and pushed towards a police car.

Looking at his closed eyes, Fernan narrowed his eyes.

This one-eyed dragon is not honest!

Stopped, Fernan activated his mind.

The army not far away seemed to have been knocked by someone, and groaned, two streams of blood burst out from their nostrils. They staggered forward and took two steps, and were pulled back by the police.

He opened his eyes in horror, and the army looked around, looking for the target.

The sudden power of thought that suddenly emerged just now was far from comparable to that of him. Even in the research institute, there were only a handful of people with this level.

Could it be that Master Yan came to Xianggang?

"Let's go! Why are you standing there? Pretending to be sick?"

The police officer pushed him.

The army was shocked and puzzled. After thinking for a while, they still walked honestly towards the police car.

When he got into the police car, he tried to activate his mind power, but found that the mind power was a little stagnant, as if it was much slower.

That person actually hurt his mind's essence, which is really terrifying.

Regardless of whether it is Master Yan or not, if he falls apart this time, he may reveal his identity. If he is transmitted back to the mainland and learned by the research institute, he may send someone to take him back.

It’s better to go to the detention center to avoid the limelight first and avoid this time.

Not far away, Fei Nan held Xiaobai and walked towards the exit slowly.

He was inconvenient to take action when he was on the ship, so the army injured A Xing. This time he also let the army bleed out second blood, just to take revenge on A Xing.

"Please go to Manhan Building."

Fei Nan took a taxi and headed towards Manhan Tower.

This time the plot line ended perfectly and had a lot of rewards. It was time to celebrate.

I don’t know how Master Ou is preparing. Although the win or loss of the game does not affect Fernan’s completion of the task, he still hopes Master Ou can win.

...

The Manhan Building has been closed, but the kitchen is still busy.

Ou Zhaofeng looked a little older than the previous few days, and his complexion was a little worse. It can be seen that the betrayal of all the staff of the kitchen team still made him unable to let go.

"Prepare to load the plate."

He stood in front of the stove, stuck it on the edge of the pot with a stir-frying spoon, picked up the iron pot, and poured the dishes from the pot into the porcelain plate on the table.

Suddenly, his right hand slipped, and the iron pot fell on the table with a clang, smashing the plate and the poured vegetables into pieces.

He shook his right hand, which was slightly cramped, and frowned and sighed.

"Oh, it's old..."

"Master, you have stood for too long, so take a rest!"

Zhao Gangsheng, who was beside him, hurried forward and helped him put the iron pot back on the stove, picked up the rag, and prepared to clean the broken dishes on the table into the trash can.

"Wait a moment!"

Ou Zhaofeng stopped him, reached out to pick up a piece of clean meat, put it in his mouth, and chewed it carefully.

After a long time, he shook his head and sighed, "It's still a little bit..."

Zhao Gangsheng curiously picked up a piece of meat and put it in his mouth. After savoring it, he asked in confusion: "It's delicious? What's the difference? Is it salty? Or wok?"

"It's the heat."

Ou Zhaofeng explained: "It's time to get the pot early, the meat is getting old."

Zhao Gangsheng picked up another piece and tasted it, then nodded and said, "It seems to be a little bit. Master, you are so amazing, you can taste it all."

"What's the point of trying it out? I'm a chef."

Ou Zhaofeng opened the water valve unwillingly, scooped up a spoonful of water and poured it into the pot and washed it.
Chapter completed!