One afternoon, the wind was sunny.

Minami Guiyi sits in a cafe near Naitocho, Shinjuku, Tokyo. It is located on the sixth floor of the cafe, and you can overlook the entire Shinjuku Gyoen.

When Nanlin Guiyi was looking at Shinjuku Gyoen Garden, a middle-aged man in a suit and ties sat opposite Nanlin Guiyi. The strong middle-aged man looked at Nanlin Guiyi with complicated eyes.

"Boss, I'm here." Chen Zhiwei said in a low voice.

Nan Lin Guiyi withdrew his gaze from looking at Shinjuku Okuen and said, "Chen, do you like Shinjuku Okuen? I like it very much! It is rare to have such a quiet world in this noisy city."

Chen Zhiwei did not answer Nan Lin Guiyi, but took a deep breath and asked, "Boss, how long have we known each other?"

Nan Linguiyi tilted his head and thought, "Did we meet in 2009? I still remember that at that time, well, let's not mention it, it's already past time! Think about it, it's going to be sixteen years soon, right?"

Chen Zhiwei gritted his teeth, "No! At that time, I was very grateful to the boss. If there were no boss, there would be no me today, and I would never forget the boss's cultivation in my life."

Nan Lin Guiyi smiled, "Is that true?"

"Boss, don't you believe me?" Chen Zhiwei sighed and proved himself with practical actions. He took out an envelope from his suit pocket and placed it on the coffee table.

"There are air tickets to France, as well as a brand new passport and identity. Boss, let it go!" Chen Zhiwei persuaded with great thought.

Nan Lingui looked at Chen Zhiwei with a smile on his face, and also took out an envelope and placed it on the coffee table. "Chen, you have been with me for fifteen years, but I can't remember how much you did for me and how many troubles you solved. I am very grateful. There are air tickets to Malaysia and passports. In addition, I have arranged business for you there. At the same time, Li Qiang, Liu Gang, and Chen Lin will also help you."

Chen Zhiwei's face changed and finally shook his head slightly.

A hint of helplessness flashed in Nan Lingui's eyes, and said with a regret that he was unable to succeed, "What's wrong with that? I have arranged everything for you, and you can enjoy it until you are old. Why should you refuse my kindness?"

"Because, you are my boss, I want to save you!" Chen Zhiwei looked at Nan Lin Guiyi seriously, "Boss, they know everything about you, let go!"

"Is that so? What do they know?" Nan Lin Guiyi sneered, "Do they know? My name is Lin An. I should have died in Shicheng twenty-three years ago. But now I am living well and still control the S organization?"

Nan Lin Guiyi, no, he should be called Lin An. Lin An shook his head, "What else do they know besides these?"

Chen Zhiwei opened his mouth, "I'm sorry, boss."

"No! I don't blame you! Chen, take the air ticket and leave! You shouldn't be involved, even if you are, you shouldn't be involved." Lin An sighed.

Chen Zhiwei's face changed drastically, "Boss, you know everything?"

"Why don't you know? Plan, Deep Sleeper, why can't I know?" Lin An sneered, "Because you are Deep Sleeper, I forgive you. But, Chen, you know, my patience has a bottom line."

"Boss, I have my own difficulties," Chen Zhiwei almost begged, "Boss, just let it go! They and the others."

"They surrounded this place, right? They used you to delay time, then surrounded this place, and finally wanted to kill me?" Lin An said calmly.

Chen Zhiwei looked ashamed, "I'm sorry, boss, I will be with you after this matter is over." Chen Zhiwei meant that when everything is over, he will commit suicide and apologize.

Lin An smiled. He knew that Chen Zhiwei was not joking, "What's your hardship?"

Chen Zhiwei didn't explain anything.

"Well, they probably caught your wife and son, right? If you can't complete the mission of the Deep Sleeper, they will kill your wife and son, right?" Lin An said with a smile.

Chen Zhiwei looked at Lin An in shock again.

At this moment, Lin An's cell phone rang. He took out his cell phone and saw that it was not connected. He threw the cell phone directly to Chen Zhiwei and asked Chen Zhiwei to check it out.

Chen Zhiwei pressed the answer button without hesitation, and a boy's voice came out, "Dad, is it you?"

"Xiaofeng, where are you?" Chen Zhiwei said nervously.

"Dad, someone saved us, I don't know where we are now. Dad, where are you?" Chen Xiaofeng was only ten years old. He is Chen Zhiwei's son.

Chen Zhiwei glanced at Lin An with a smile on his face. How could he not guess that it was Lin An's reason?

"Xiaofeng, you and your mother have left with the one who saved you. Dad will come to find you." After Chen Zhiwei finished speaking, he hung up the phone and said quickly, "Boss, let's leave here quickly. We can't leave for a while. They dispatched ancient martial arts masters of the 'Pneumatic Party' level. If we are late, we can't run away!"

Lin An shook his head, "They are already here, in the elevator."

Chen Zhiwei's expression changed, he suddenly stood up and looked towards the elevator, "Boss, run first, I'll block them."

"So, are you planning to sacrifice yourself? You are just an ancient martial artist at the level of the third level, right? Can you block the master of the qi? The opponent only takes one second to make you shut up forever." Lin An waved his hand and signaled Chen Zhiwei to sit down.

Chen Zhiwei also knew the difference between him and them, so he could only sit down dejectedly, "Sorry, boss, I."

"Needless to say, after this matter is over, take your son and wife to Malaysia together." Lin An ordered in an unquestionable voice.

At this moment, the elevator door slowly opened, and an old man with a long hair and a young face walked in. Behind him, there were three middle-aged men who looked ordinary.

The old man with a long hair and a young face glanced at Chen Zhiwei, snorted coldly, and finally looked at Lin Anduan: "Nan Lin Guiyi of S organization?"

"I think about it, your name is Tong Baihe, right? A master at the level of qi-driven movement! Well, there are three masters behind you who have qi-driven movements? Alas, are you ready?" Lin An sat on the sofa, without moving for a moment.

Lin An bought the entire cafe at a high price, not only without guests, but also without service staff. There were only two parties who were confronting each other on the spot.

Tong Baihe sneered, "Since you know that I am a pissing party, why don't you surrender?"

"Born!" Lin An raised his right hand, and Tong Baihe and the three masters behind him were all shocked to find that they seemed to be pressing against Mount Tai.

Tong Baihe was under the most pressure, and he roared angrily, "What did you do?"

"The old saying goes, know yourself and your enemy and win every battle. You don't know what power I have, right?" Lin An's five fingers moved slightly, and Tong Baihe and three masters who had a hundred veins actually floated up.

The next moment, Lin An suddenly clenched his right hand, including Tong Baihe, who was aerial, all four ancient martial arts masters made a sound of bone breakage.
Chapter completed!