"Transfer to my rural credit cooperative."

Feng Lin took out his card and handed it to Zheng Sheng.

Zheng Sheng took out his mobile phone and immediately transferred five million to Feng Lin.

"received."

Feng Lin's mobile phone text message reminded him, then he took his card and said, "Let's go."

"Thank you."

Zheng Sheng nodded lightly to Feng Lin.

Feng Lin and Ran Xi took a taxi again and returned to her shop.

"Give me your bank card." Feng Lin stretched out his hand.

"What?" Ran Xi asked strangely.

"Stop talking nonsense! Bring it!" Feng Lin shouted impatiently.

"Why are you so cruel?"

Ran Xi pursed her lips and took out a card.

"I can make two million this time, thanks to you, we each get half of it."

Feng Lin put one million into Ran Xi's card, put the card aside and left quickly.

"Feng Lin! This can't work!"

Ran Xi picked up her bank card and chased out, only to find that Feng Lin had disappeared.

…

Feng Lin flew the helicopter back to Fengshan.

It was discovered that in addition to Xu Ruoying, Du Zilan, Du Qingyu, and Mu Xiaoyu also joined.

Feng Lin felt that he should be a little more stable.

He stepped into the depths of the illusion formation and prepared to retreat here.

He specifically told others not to disturb him.

Thanks to this phantom formation.

Otherwise, in Feng Lin's current state, the two qi are fighting with all their strength, which may cause earthquakes in the surrounding area.

Five days passed.

Feng Lin, who was lying on the grass, opened his eyes, one red and one blue, gradually returning to black.

He took out his cell phone and looked at it. It was Ji Guangling's number.

"Hey, old lady."

Feng Lin answered the phone.

"The location has been told to us. It is within Bashu Mian City. I will send you the location."

Ji Guangling said there, "Be careful, I got news that in addition to the Holy See, people from Tianqi will also come there, and there are many famous masters among them."
Chapter completed!