Jiang Moshu looked at Ren Feng, pushing up her gold-rimd glasses, while Ren Feng smiled at her, his gaze inadvertently sizing up Jiang Moshu.
"What are you looking at?" Jiang Moshu frowned and said, though she still had so resentnt towards Ren Feng, her perception of him had greatly improved, even with a hint of surprise.
Honestly, Ren Feng's actions towards Jingfu's father deeply resonated with her.
That kind of person cannot even be called human.
"Of course, I'm looking at you," Ren Feng shrugged and said.
"I can agree to the treatnt you ntioned."
Jiang Moshu spoke up, "I agree to let you treat ."
Ren Feng was sowhat taken aback; he smiled, "Have you figured it out?"
"It's just letting you treat ," Jiang Moshu said indifferently, "There's nothing to figure out or not."
Ren Feng nodded with a smile, glancing at Jiang Moshu, "Okay, for the treatnt, it's probably once a week, starting this week, I'll call you on Saturday."
Jiang Moshu nodded, then turned around and left, her voice still coming from ahead.
"I'll take Jingfu back to school, you handle the man inside."
After saying this, Jiang Moshu got in the car directly.
Ren Feng shrugged; for Jiang Moshu, this was probably a big step forward. Getting her to agree to treatnt was probably harder than breaking into the organization's base.
After Jiang Moshu left, Ren Feng directly sent a ssage to the Wind Gang mbers, leaving them to handle it. As for Jingfu's gambling-addicted father, he's sure they can handle it all under their threats.
To deal with evil people, you always need soone more evil than them!
Ren Feng also returned to his Humr, but suddenly, on the passenger seat, Eleven was sitting there.
He was sowhat surprised, but then delighted.
"Eleven."
Eleven looked at the man in front of her, and all the chaotic thoughts in her mind dissipated completely.
Her hand was held by Ren Feng.
"Your hands are just like before," Ren Feng smiled and said, "Being an assassin isn't good either, it's too ntally straining. Don't leave today, just stay with , and I'll take you out for a relaxing day."
Eleven didn't speak, just replied with a soft hmm.
Her eyes quietly watched Ren Feng, unaffected, because an assassin must learn to restrain emotions. She was an excellent assassin but also a master at hiding emotions.
Eleven sat quietly in the passenger seat, letting Ren Feng take her along.
Ren Feng took her to the city, arriving at a cinema, just as he was about to get out of the car, Eleven held onto Ren Feng.
Ren Feng paused, looking at Eleven.
Eleven's calm eyes also looked at him.
"Have you made up your mind?"
Ren Feng confird and asked.
"En," Eleven nodded.
Ren Feng didn't say anything else, starting the car and driving to another place.
Eleven remained quietly in the passenger seat, her eyes revealing so confusion.
"Administer the drug to him."
Eleven recalled her conversation with Tang Dieyi, involuntarily tightening her grip on the poison in her pocket.
Her current mood felt like torture; even though everything seed calm on the surface, her inner self was already in turmoil.
There are three basic elents for an assassin: restrained emotions, a calm mind, and, without doubt, executing the mission!
Ren Feng glanced at Eleven, while Eleven looked out of the window with a calm face, leaving unknown thoughts in her heart.
In the room, Ren Feng looked at Eleven standing there.
"Eleven, you're still the sa as before," Ren Feng smiled and said, "That task must be giving you a headache, right?"
Eleven did not speak.
"Eleven, are you going to kill later?"
Ren Feng smiled slightly.
Eleven's heart trembled; she wanted to shake her head but couldn't, only looking at Ren Feng's slight smile.
"Hmm." Eleven nodded.
Ren Feng gently touched Eleven's hair, leaning in to whisper in her ear, "Then let's talk about it later."
Eleven looked at Ren Feng, struggling internally.
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