"Okay!" Xu Qiuping became happy, and finally didn't need to be here anymore and could return to China.

She is a flight attendant, so it's too simple to book a flight.

"I want three tickets, Zhang Feng, give me your credentials!"

Xu Qiuping wanted to go back with Zhang Feng, so that this trip would be perfect.

"No, go back by yourself, I still have things!" Zhang Feng said.

Xu Qiuping's disappointed expression appeared between her eyes. Zhang Feng didn't notice this, but Zhao Yihan was nothing. She knew Zhang Feng was a man of great things.

"Oh, well, we will go back by ourselves, you have to be careful!" Xu Qiuping said peacefully.

She is a considerate girl who knows how to score and will not tie Zhang Feng's hands and feet.

"Okay, you guys have a good rest, and you will leave tomorrow!" Zhang Feng was about to walk out as he said. Xu Qiuping wanted to say something but took it back. Zhao Yihan pushed her by the side.

Now she had to say: "Well, Zhang Feng, do you want to have supper? Are you hungry?"

"Oh, you are not hungry, are you hungry? I will buy it for you, what do you want to eat?" Zhang Feng said.

Xu Qiuping wanted to go out romantically with Zhang Feng. It was the evening, and it was best to be romantic, but he was so incomprehensible!

"No, no, we are not hungry, then we have a rest!" Xu Qiuping said coldly, meaning to drive Zhang Feng away.

Zhang Feng smiled and said: "Then I will go first, you guys rest!"

Said Zhang Feng and left.

After Zhang Feng left, the two women in the room talked.

Zhao Yihan said: "Sister Qiuping, why are you so stupid!"

"Why am I stupid!?"

"Just just say it, go out with Brother Zhang Feng, and then you won't have to come back tonight!"

"Little girl, what do you think, I am not such a casual person!"

"Hey, don't think I don't know, Qiuping likes Zhang Feng!"

"I'm not! I said what you little girl knows about movies!"

"I know a lot! Hehe!"

"Go take a bath and sleep!"

...

Zhang Feng came out of the hotel and walked on the street. It was already eleven o'clock in the evening. There were not many pedestrians on the street and there were few cars. He didn't drive, so he walked alone.

This kind of moment is the best way to think about things. The things in Mexico City are a bit difficult, but no matter what, it must be done well, otherwise it will not be safe. The big deal is to solve Erjie, even if it is another one. , It will take some time before Zhai Qiang and others can be used.

Now Erger was already ill-intentioned, and it seemed that he could not be kind.

When he was in China, Zhang Feng had been paying attention. It was Yan Wang and the others, and he didn't know what happened. He thought that one day he would rebuild the Huangquan team.

This is a problem in Zhang Feng's heart. He has always wanted to solve it, otherwise he will be uncomfortable for the rest of his life.

Another point is that the Huangquan Mercenary Corps in Africa and the properties of Wanda City will surely be taken back one day.

It cannot be like the iron-blooded mercenary group of the old beggars.

Regarding this matter, the old beggar didn't say anything, Zhang Feng also understood it, and he was unwilling!

But he returned to China and set up 01, which became a special department of the country, serving the country and doing things for the people, which can be regarded as making up for his regrets.

Zhang Feng would not be like this, he must have a beginning and an end in his work.

When I came back from Africa, it was too useless. This place must be brought back.

There are currently no people in the country who are targeting themselves. Once Wang Qian dies, the Wang family will soon decline, and they are not the opponent of the old beggar.

The old beggar and Wang Gan are old rivals. Zhang Feng still doesn't know what kind of grievances they have between them, and neither of them can do anything about it.

Zhang Feng put his hands in his pockets and walked leisurely. When he touched the contents of his handbag, he took it out to see that it was a key. Zhang Feng immediately remembered that this was given to him by the old Dean Conles before his death. Zhang Feng looked at it seriously.

This is a very heavy key. It looks very ordinary. It is not ordinary when you look closely. The length of the **** is gray and smooth. There is a layer of gray covering the surface, showing a little dark light, Zhang Feng Take out a bullet and rub the bullet on the key.

It was possible to grind off the gray things, and there were materials that looked like non-copper, like iron and non-iron. Zhang Feng continued to grind and grind off the entire surface of the key.

Finally he got a key made of dark black gem material.

Although Zhang Feng is not an expert in treasure appraisal, he knew from Zhang Feng's knowledge that this thing was a long time ago, let alone a key, the material itself is very valuable, let alone what the key carries.

The key is to open the lock, but what can be opened with such a key?

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng became more and more curious, and then looked at the structure of this key, which was very old-fashioned. He had watched many European medieval movies, and such a key appeared in it.

Something in the Middle Ages? The key of such a material is not small! How did Conles get this thing?

Why give it to yourself?

Is there something he is hiding, so he can open it?

Looks like he is going to see his broken house.

Thinking of this, Zhang Feng immediately went to the ruins of Notre Dame Hospital that had been cordoned off by the police.

However, many days have passed since the explosion. There is only one policeman on duty to guard the scene, with a few high-lights, but for Zhang Feng, this is equivalent to a fake.

Soon I arrived in the ruined house of Conles. It was in the middle of the woods, hundreds of meters away from Notre Dame Hospital. The explosion was not here. The police just pulled all the cordon here and did not remove the ruined house.

They don't bother to manage such a place.

Zhang Feng walked in. There were a lot of things inside and it was messy. The air was filled with a mixture of many strange smells, which made people smell uncomfortable.

I searched inside for nearly an hour, except for the garbage in the house, there were no so-called boxes and locks.

"This old man lied to me?" Zhang Feng muttered to himself: "It shouldn't, the dying person, won't lie! Or not here? Is it under the hospital building?"

Thinking of Zhang Feng's mind, there was an inspiration. When Tang Dawei was asked to investigate here, he found out the history of Roman City, about the Notre Dame Hospital.

Notre Dame Hospital is a beauty hospital, the pioneer of beauty salons in Roman City and even the whole of Italy, and Kors is also well-known.

The Notre Dame Hospital was built on an abandoned church.

Then it becomes clear, this thing is under the church, where is the church?

Ling Ling...

Zhang Feng, who was thinking about this, was ringing by the phone in his pocket. Zhang Feng took it out to see that it was Chen Wanru.