Yan Qingluo opened his eyes dazedly, the scene before he fainted still replaying in his mind.

She saw Jiang Ziyu walking towards her and greeting her with a smile. She was about to ask if he said he was leaving, but before she could ask, her vision went dark and she passed out.

She looked around, a room.

The furnishings in the room were simple: a bed, a table and a chair.

In a trance, she saw a figure standing upright by the window, Jiang Ziyu?

Yan Qingluo woke up instantly, sat up abruptly, and felt dizzy again.

No, it’s not Jiang Ziyu, this dangerous aura is from Qin Feng!

The man in front of him had narrow eyes that were slightly upturned, a high nose bridge, a sharp jawline, and white smoke coming out of his thin lips. He exuded a dangerous yet charming temperament.

Who else could it be but Qin Feng?

Qin Feng stared at Yan Qingluo with a half-smile.

"You found someone who looks so much like me and let him appear in the public eye. Isn't it just to lure me out? What, I'm here and you're not welcome?" It was Qin Feng's voice, the kind of terrifying aura that makes people feel like they're frozen as soon as he opens his mouth.

Yan Qingluo's nerves were tense. Facing Qin Feng, she had to remain extremely vigilant. However, after not training in the organization for a long time, her physical sensitivity had indeed decreased a lot.

She looked coldly at Qin Feng in front of her, not sure whether he recognized her as Qingluo or was simply looking for trouble with Yan Qingluo.

"Who are you?" Yan Qingluo asked coldly.

"Who am I? Hahaha." Qin Feng laughed loudly towards the sky, as if he had heard a very funny joke.

Yan Qingluo secretly clenched her fists; her palms were now full of sweat.

She said nothing, just looked at him steadily.

She didn't dare to say anything easily, because Qin Feng could extract a lot of information from other people's simple words. He was such an extremely terrifying person.

"Don't tell me you don't recognize me. It's only been such a short time, have you forgotten me?" Qin Feng pretended to be in pain, but his exaggerated movements made him look like a stimulated pervert.

"How do I know you?" Yan Qingluo had already made up her mind that she would never take the initiative to admit that she was Qingluo.

The smile on Qin Feng's face suddenly disappeared, and his stern face became even more sharp. He opened his thin lips slightly, and the words he whispered hit Yan Qingluo's heart hard, "Since I picked you up from the street, you have been mine, and your life is mine. I can recognize my own things no matter what they become."

The security barrier in Yan Qingluo's heart collapsed in an instant, and her hands tightly grasped the edge of her pants under the quilt to make her trembling less obvious.

Qin Feng is still that terrifying existence.

It's so scary that just one word from him can easily change the fate of that person in the organization.

"You've got the wrong person." Yan Qingluo decided to hold on to the end.

"Tsk tsk tsk, do you really think you are Yan Qingluo? Even your face has had some plastic surgery?" Qin Feng suddenly moved closer and stared at Yan Qingluo's face.

Yan Qingluo turned his head away, his face full of stubbornness.

"Qingluo's life has been returned to you." After a moment, Yan Qingluo said in a low and cold voice.

She couldn't deceive Qin Feng. Just as Qin Feng said, no matter what she became, he would recognize her.

"Heh, you gave it back to me? When?" Qin Feng's eyes suddenly became fierce. He turned Yan Qingluo's head, stared into her eyes and asked.

"I am Yan Qingluo, and Qingluo is dead." Yan Qingluo said gritting his teeth.

"Lie." Qin Feng suddenly smiled, and a bright, yet different kind of charm appeared on his angular face. It was obvious that he was living a good life.

Yan Qingluo sneered and said nothing.

"I have a question, how did you survive the howitzer?" Qin Feng sat on the chair next to him, crossed his legs, and looked at Yan Qingluo leisurely.

"I told you, Qingluo is dead. Isn't that exactly what you want?" Yan Qingluo felt uneasy, and the feeling of helplessness he had before his death came back to him.

"What do you mean? You ... Oh, no, after Qingluo died, I was sad for a long time." Qin Feng had a playful smile on his face, and the insincerity was visibly visible.

"Hmph, the cat cries over the rat, false compassion." Yan Qingluo hated this expression of his the most, it always made her feel like she was being fooled.

"I am really sad. When I knew you were still alive, I was so happy that I couldn't sleep all night." Qin Feng said, and then he glanced at Yan Qingluo. When he was sure that there was a hint of surprise on her face, he couldn't help laughing, "Hahaha, do you think I wouldn't know that you went to the organization to get something? I guessed it was you, and you're not dead."

Sure enough, the last time I went to the organization to get something, it went very smoothly, extremely smoothly, abnormally smoothly.

"Yeah, the person you wanted to throw away after using him didn't die. You must be very disappointed!" Yan Qingluo felt sad.

"Why do you say that, Qingluo? I never thought of abandoning you." The surprised expression on Qin Feng's face was a little exaggerated, so exaggerated that it was annoying.

Yan Qingluo sneered. If she believed such nonsense, she would be a fool.

"Qingluo is already dead, and the life I owed you has been returned to you. I just want to know why you insisted on letting her die. Since you refuse to tell me, then there is nothing more for us to talk about. Can I leave now?" Yan Qingluo didn't want to see this hypocritical and fickle man again.

"Are you in such a hurry to leave? Where are you going?" Qin Feng looked at Yan Qingluo vigilantly and took a step forward, as if he was afraid that she would run away.

"It has nothing to do with you." Yan Qingluo said coldly.

"Is it okay? Humph." Qin Feng sneered, then put on a standard smile, "I arrested you because I received a mission."

"Mission?" Yan Qingluo sneered.

She wanted to say that there was actually a mission in this world that could require Qin Feng to come out in person, but she didn't say it, because once she said it, Qin Feng would be 100% sure that she was Qing Luo.

"Yes, it's a mission, but I also came here because I wanted to see you. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that Xie Dong is in my hands." Qin Feng's tone suddenly softened, but his words could control people.

"What do you want to do? Since you accepted the mission, you must want money. I will give you how much money you want. Release Xie Dong and we will have nothing to do with each other from now on." Yan Qingluo frowned impatiently. She didn't need to guess who had found him. It must be the man named Asen. She saw a special tattoo on Asen's arm. Among the people around her, only Asen could hire Qin Feng. Moreover, Asen's purpose was very obvious, which was to silence her.

"I don't want money." Qin Feng answered straightforwardly.

"Then what do you want?" Yan Qingluo was gradually losing her patience. She didn't want to stay here for a moment and didn't want to face Qin Feng, this extremely dangerous man.