Lu Xiaoran said with a smile.

While talking, these people moved together, following Feng Lin and walking into the formation.

Feng Lin put his trouser pockets in and walked slowly to the entrance of the formation. He looked at an old man sitting there in surprise.

"Fuck! Old Zheng!"

Feng Lin laughed excitedly and walked over there as he spoke.

The few people following behind were shocked, this kid was dying.

Dare to call Zheng Wenwen that.

Although Zheng Wenwen seemed honest and kind-hearted, he had a bad temper.

Zheng Wenwen was sitting here drinking tea. When he heard someone calling him, he turned around and looked around. He said in surprise: "Grandma's, it's your boy!"

"Hahaha! Long time no see."

Feng Lin came to Zheng Wenwen, put his arms around Zheng Wenwen's shoulders, and looked like the two brothers were in good company.

Compared with Ji Guangling, Feng Lin was more familiar with Zheng Wenwen when he was working for the country.

Lu Xiaoran was dumbfounded. What is going on?
Chapter completed!