Time passed quickly. After dinner, Ding Ling clearly felt that the others in Tseng Ce Mansion were much more nervous. I think that according to their level, it would be impossible to reach the real purpose of this trip to Hong Kong.

Thinking that even he knew about his own people, Ding Ling felt a little fluttering. This mentality led to him vaguely feeling that there were loopholes in the plan, but he didn't care about it anymore.

What if he is, Mingyue has said that the abbot’s mountain now has no big deal except for the sun well. He is not very interested in this... Since Qin Feng wants to play with fire, let’s play with him once, as long as he does not cause any fire to burn himself.

Because the museum will officially open tomorrow, many staff members stayed all night long. In particular, the monitoring room was even more like a big enemy. Three or four security guards stared at the monitor in a hurry, fearing that there would be a mistake.

Police can be seen everywhere, staring at the crowds coming and going with their eagle-like eyes.

After all, this time the exhibits are too expensive. The legendary King Goujian Sword of King Goujian! According to regulations, King Goujian Sword of King Goujian cannot be exhibited abroad, but Hong Kong is a mistake. Because Hong Kong is also China, it is not considered out of the country. In addition, any of the peerless treasures such as Crystal Cups will cause a catastrophe to the person in charge.

After returning to that hut, Qin Feng sighed with the nervousness of his team members and said, "The practitioner should not appear in this world at all..."

Ding Ling was immediately happy when he heard this: "Minister Qin, you can advance to the holy realm with this mentality. I can only say that God really has no eyes."

Qin Feng glared at Ding Ling and said, "Don't you think? The power of practitioners is too much beyond ordinary people. For example, if ordinary people come, they will be shot into sieve before they get close. But what about practitioners? The holy-level practitioners cannot do it, but it means that the realm cannot do it... The old monsters whose strength can be described as horror are simply hob meat. They are above the entire society, and no one can do anything about them."

Ding Ling opened his mouth and found that he really couldn't refute it.

Qin Feng said again: "So, the original intention of Tiance Mansion is to kill all those people and organizations who are trying to overwhelm the entire world and the entire country!"

"Will that include the aristocratic family?"

Qin Feng shook his head, then nodded: "The aristocratic families have always been more rules, and they are at least within the rules. But as long as anyone starts to not abide by the rules, it is time for us to start a war against the aristocratic families."

Ding Ling heard the hidden warning meaning in Qin Feng's words. He smiled slightly and stopped talking.

Maybe in Qin Feng's eyes, he is also a dangerous person... After all, he is quite strong every time he faces Zuo Ling. Even last time when Zuo Ling came to invite his guest minister of Ce's mansion that day, he did not hesitate to exude strong hostility and battles to maintain his "freedom"!

That's right, it's freedom. Ding Ling had no intention of being the kind of person who was superior to the world, but he didn't want to be managed by the Tiance Mansion... He even had to report such a life like that?

That's why he was so tough when facing Zuo Ling, and when facing Qin Feng, his attitude was also subtle and tough even though he himself admired Qin Feng very much.

Close your eyes, Ding Ling starts to run the Killing God Skill, and adjusts his condition to the best.

Qin Feng, who was standing aside, looked at him with a complicated expression. Ding Ling didn't feel wrong with the words just now. He did have a vague sense of warning. But he was still full of great favor for Ding Ling. On the one hand, he had fought side by side with Ding Ling. When fighting the drought, Ding Ling's voice "Get out of here, let me do it!" made him remember it particularly deeply! At that moment, Ding Ling was like a self-sacrificing warrior... Just this, he looked at Ding Linggao more than once.

On the other hand, the news feedback from Zuo Ling also proved that Ding Ling was a young man who knew the general and agreed to the invitation from Tiance Mansion very readily.

Of course, neither Ding Ling nor Qin Feng knew, and Zuo Ling had almost never said anything bad about Ding Ling...

In Qin Feng's opinion, Ding Ling is nothing more than a playful young man. Although he has a high level, he is not at all dangerous.

Now, with Ding Ling's realm and strength increasing, and his relationship with the Feng Bai family became increasingly close, even the elders of the ancestral halls of the two families stood up to speak for him. This made Qin Feng start to be wary of people like Ding Ling from his profession. Once his mood becomes uncontrollable, he will become extremely dangerous.

For example, this incident on the plane today is a typical example. He still had to fight against mortals while carrying out missions, and even took the entire flight... If this continues to develop, what kind of thing he would be domineering.

So Qin Feng felt that it was necessary to remind Ding Ling or warn him.

Time passed by minute by minute, Qin Feng calmed down his mind, then quietly stared at the display screen, waiting for the "guests" who would arrive at unknown time.

...

At three o'clock in the morning, a slight sound of breaking through the air suddenly sounded from the presidential suite. Under the bright moonlight as bright as water, a small bat rushed out of the window, stopped in the air for a moment, and flew quickly to the distance.

The direction is not the museum located in Kowloon Park, but the other side.

The bat's figure was like black lightning. In just a moment, it swept out two streets and then stopped on the roof of a six-story residential building.

It stood on the roof, staring at the empty street below, and then looked at the row of shops opposite, and found that except for the neon lights all night, there was no room with lights on. It gently spoke up.

"Damn, where have these lowly messes gone?"

After scolding, the bat spread his wings and swept to the opposite roof. He saw that the orange-red light was lit up on the second floor of the building where he had just stayed.

The bat breathed a sigh of relief, and as soon as it spread its wings, it instantly rushed to the room with lights.

In the room, a Western man with an anxious face was constantly turning around. Did he raise his wrist and look at the time, occasionally making a scolding or two?

The wind was in the house, and the man turned around suddenly.

After entering the house, the bat instantly returned to human form, revealing Bruce's handsome face.

When the man saw Bruce, his face immediately became humble. He knelt on his side with one leg, stroked his left chest with his right hand and whispered: "Dear Earl, we have been waiting for you for a long time."

Bruce nodded: "Get up."

"Yes, sir. Please follow me." The man stood up, then he walked to the closet and pulled a few loose clothes apart, and then he gently pressed it out.

Behind the wardrobe, a secret door opened silently.

Behind the secret door was a staircase, with dark red lights illuminating the corridor, and there were also noises from unknown distance below.

Bruce walked into the corridor and climbed down the stairs. After a full minute, a wide basement appeared in front of him.
Chapter completed!