How could Ling Feng sign a bullshit agreement with others? He never made any agreement with anyone, let alone this method of coercing him.

However, he was going to find the mastermind behind the scenes and compromise with the other party for the time being.

Looking at the blank paper taken out by Junguo, Ling Feng was too lazy to take a look and said lightly: "I won't sign any agreement with you. You can say whatever you have, saving everyone's time."

Zhang Junguo smiled and put the white paper in front of Ling Feng, saying, "Mr. Ling, we have conducted an investigation before we found you. We can think of the matter about the Ling family as if we don't know, but the evidence of the people you killed is in our hands."

"Are you threatening me?" Ling Feng's face turned cold and murderous intent showed his body.

Zhang Junguo looked at him without fear and smiled indifferently: "We have encountered many ancient martial artists like you. As a national security, I must be responsible for the security of the country. For unstable factors, either signing an agreement with us, or..."

"I choose the second one." Ling Feng said directly.

The smile on Zhang Junguo's face slowly disappeared, his tone became cold, and he said, "Mr. Ling, so, did you choose not to cooperate with us?"

Ling Feng sneered and said, "You said you should cooperate, and I didn't see any sincerity in your heart."

"What sincerity does Mr. Ling want?" Zhang Junguo raised his eyebrows.

Ling Feng said frankly: "Tell me the mastermind behind the scenes that I can consider signing an agreement with you."

"This is already a violation of the regulations. If I tell you the mastermind behind it, I will be very risky."

"Then let's not talk." Ling Feng stood up and said, "I will definitely find out the mastermind behind the scenes, even if it's not for you."

"Mr. Ling, you should have innate strength?" Zhang Junguo said.

Ling Feng stared at the other party, then nodded without denying it.

Zhang Junguo packed up his things and said lightly: "What I want to tell you is that the mastermind behind the scenes is very powerful. With Mr. Ling's strength, I'm afraid he can't deal with it unless he is working with our Guoan Security." Ling Feng didn't say anything. He was considering whether he should cooperate with this so-called Guoan Security.

"Mr. Ling thinks it carefully and can give me an answer before the afternoon."

Zhang Junguo patted his shoulder, turned around and walked outside. When he was outside the door, he stopped again and turned to him and smiled: "By the way, Mr. Ling, I forgot to tell you that we are never lenient with the enemy, so it is best not to try to do anything dangerous."

"snort!"

Ling Feng snorted coldly, watching the other party leave, and subconsciously clenched his fists.

Standing there and pondering for a long time, Ling Feng let go of his fist, sighed, and left after paying the bill.

When I came to the square in the town, I looked at the children playing around and the innocent smile on my face. It is conceivable that if he really installed the bomb according to what the other party did, the consequences would be unimaginable.

If it were Ling Feng in the past, he would not have thought so much, and no matter how many people died, he would not care about his affairs.

But now it's different. He gradually adapted to life on earth and knew that there was something called family affection here. He was extremely angry because his parents were caught. If his family was accidentally bombed to death, what would it be like?

Just as Ling Feng was pondering, a basketball fell at his feet. Looking up, he saw several teenagers wavering at him and signaling to throw the ball over.

"then."

Ling Feng threw the basketball over and the young men immediately started playing excitedly again, and Ling Feng smiled.

Perhaps, he can't do such things as heaven and man, at least not now.

Time passed little by little, and at noon, the sun was hanging high. Ling Feng looked at the time and it was exactly twelve o'clock.

Hearing footsteps behind him, Ling Feng didn't have to look back, and he knew that Zhang Junguo had come.

"Mr. Ling, have you considered it?"

Looking back, Zhang Junguo stood in front of him in a casual outfit. Although he was smiling on his face, Ling Feng was sure that as long as he refused, the other party would definitely change his face in the next moment and would ruthlessly kill him because he had already grabbed the gun in his hand.

For a moment, Ling Feng did not speak, and looked at the other party quietly. The smile on Junguo's face gradually disappeared, and a trace of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

"Haha, I never want to cooperate with others... But for the sake of my parents, what's the point of working together once?"

After the words came to an end, Zhang Junguo breathed lightly, put his palm into his pocket, and actually put the gun back.

"Thank you Mr. Ling for your cooperation and it won't make me embarrassed."

Zhang Junguo shook hands with him and started chatting happily, not as if he had looked hypocritical as before.

After the two sat down, Ling Feng asked calmly: "I'm very curious. If I refused just now, then the consequences..."

Zhang Junguo smiled and said indifferently: "There are already snipers around him. If Mr. Ling refused just now, at least ten bullets would be shot into your head in that second."

Ling Feng's mouth twitched, and he thought to himself that he was afraid. Fortunately, he agreed just now, otherwise he would never be able to escape the attack of the sniper in that second.

"Mr. Ling, I still believe in your ancient martial artists. Since you agree to cooperate with us, I will tell you something I know."

Speaking of this, Zhang Junguo sat upright, his face became solemn, and Ling Feng also looked at the other party and waited for the following text.

"That organization is called Paradise. A person with unknown identity has been established for more than fifty years and the headquarters is currently unknown."

"According to the information obtained, their paradise organization is very mysterious and rarely known in the world, but behind every sensational event, there will always be their shadow."

"But what we can know is that they must have had some big conspiracy, because according to the latest information, they seem to have violated the construction of an underground base in the world, which is code-named Biochemistry."

"Biochemistry, is it going to cause viruses?" Ling Feng asked subconsciously.

"No." Zhang Junguo explained: "This biochemistry represents the meaning of biochemistry. If we hadn't checked Mr. Ling and knew that it would look very similar to the second young master of the Ling family, I would have thought you were the one who was researched by their organization."

Hearing this, Ling Feng had no expression on his face, but he was a little shocked. Maybe Zhang Junguo was right. His body was created by biochemical, otherwise why did he look exactly the same as Ling Feng and pretend to be the second young master of the Ling family? All this must be arranged.

"The one who called you was a person in charge of Paradise Organization, who was protected by a biochemical man with a font size around him."

"What is a herringbone biochemical person?" Ling Feng asked.

Zhang Junguo explained: "According to the information, their paradise organization divided biochemical people into three types. The most common one is the herniac biochemical people, and their strength is probably below the peak of the innate level."

"And those with the earth size are probably around the Heavenly Realm. As for those with the Heavenly Realm that day, they may have the strength of the Heavenly Realm."

Ling Feng nodded secretly. He knew that the strength of the ancient martial artists ranged from innate to the realm of heaven and man, and then the realm of heaven and earth. The realm of heaven is the highest, but he didn't know what strength he had.

Now he is only in the early stage of the innate realm, and he is still a distance away from the realm of heaven and man.

"Mr. Ling, can you tell them what they will ask you to do next time?"

Ling Feng pointed around and said, "Place a bomb in this square."

Hearing this, Zhang Junguo's face darkened and he said in a deep voice: "These inhuman guys actually want to detonate bombs here. In that case, it will only make the country even more panic."

Ling Feng shrugged indifferently and said, "I don't care whether I panic or not, as long as my family is safe."

"You don't know." Zhang Junguo sighed: "Only people who are captured have never appeared before, so..."

Ling Feng's face changed. After a while of silence, his lips moved slightly and said lightly: "If there is any accident in their two elders, I will definitely let this heaven organization go to hell!"

Zhang Junguo sighed, and then said seriously: "Then I will talk about our plan. If you want to lure that person out, you can only do this..."

...

In the evening, the evening breeze blew gently, and Ling Feng came to the square as if nothing had happened, found a bench to sit down, and when the people around him were not paying attention, he put a disc-like thing under the seat.

After doing this, Ling Feng stood up and left, then came to another stool, and likewise, he stuck a disc-like thing underneath.

After installing four or five consecutively, Ling Feng found a place to sit down. Not long after, the phone in his pocket rang. He slowly picked it up and pressed the answer button.

"Hehe, you are very obedient. Now you can get some here."

Ling Feng didn't say anything, took out the thousands of dollars in his pocket, and still stood on the ground.

"I lost the money!" Ling Feng shouted with the flow.

When they heard the sound, many people immediately looked at each other. After seeing the money running with the wind on the ground, they exclaimed one by one and rushed over and started to grab it.

At this moment, Ling Feng quickly left here. Not long after he left the square disk, a loud bang came. Looking back, the flames soared into the sky, and the bombs he placed exploded.

Ling Feng picked up his arm and shouted, "Where are you, I did what you said."

"Hehe, it's not bad. This time there should be more than a dozen people dead...but it seems not enough..."

"Wait until the police arrive later, kill a few of them and let me confirm your determination."

"Bastard." Ling Feng cursed angrily: "Don't let me know where you are, otherwise you will die miserably!"

The gloomy voice said, and then hung up the phone.

Ling Feng smashed his phone again, but he did not leave here, but was walking back and forth in anger. Sure enough, the police came over not long after.

Seeing the policeman getting out of the car, Ling Feng hesitated for a moment, rushed over quickly, snatched one of his pistols, shot several times in the chest, and immediately his chest was stained with blood.

Ling Feng threw away the gun and ran away. When he ran to the point where no one was alone, his eyes suddenly turned black, and then a bag covered his head.

"Don't move, or I'll blow your head!" A cold voice came, and a muzzle pointed at his temple. Ling Feng did not dare to resist, tied up by them and pressed into a van.

A black cloth bag was covered with his head, and he couldn't see the surrounding situation, but with the sensing, Ling Feng could still feel that the road was bumpy.

Not long after, the car stopped, Ling Feng was raised by someone, pulled him out of the car, entered a warehouse, and then took off his head cover. Ling Feng subconsciously closed his eyes, unable to stand the strong thorn.

"Hehe, Mr. Ling, we're meeting again."

Hearing the sound, Ling Feng suddenly looked up, and in front of him, an old man in a wheelchair slowly came to him, while the other party was holding a voice changer in his hand, looking at him without blinking.

"Are you always directing me? Where is my family?" Ling Feng asked coldly.

"Mr. Ling, you did a good job. The organization has praised me. How should I reward you?"

The old man in the wheelchair didn't open his mouth, but leaned against the voice changer, the gloomy sound still made.

Ling Feng squinted his eyes. He found that the old man seemed to be sick and could only rely on the voice changer to make sounds. There were four or five big men holding guns around him. The breath was bloody and he didn't know how many people he killed under his hands.

"Mr. Ling, you'd better cooperate and don't make us embarrassed."
To be continued...