Not long after, Ling Feng woke up from his coma. Ling Feng looked around. It was an extremely unfamiliar environment. There were also many medical staff busy. Recalling the battle not long ago, Ling Feng knew that this mission had completely failed!

With a "bang", Ling Feng grabbed the vase next to the bed and threw it out. It hit the door frame and turned into a pile of fragments. The nurses in the ward were frightened when they saw Ling Feng suddenly get angry.

"ctmd, damn Zhao Yulin!"

Ling Feng clenched his fists and smashed them on the bed, his eyes full of resentment towards Zhao Yulin. This plan was so perfect, but Zhao Yulin still had too many helpers!

Ling Feng didn't know how long he had been lying there, but his strength had recovered a little. Not only did he not kill Zhao Yulin this time, but the important thing was that the Li brothers and sisters should have been sent back to their country. In this way, Hongzhuang would definitely lose all their advantages in an instant!

Damn Zhao Yulin, damn Yingxuan! Ling Feng would rather not wake up again, otherwise, how could he face Zhu Hongzhuang?

Under Ling Feng's violent emotional fluctuations and movements, the wounds on his body broke open from the struggle. The nurse standing next to him whispered in Japanese, "Mr. Ling, your injuries haven't healed yet, please don't be so excited..."

Several nurses were about to come up to help Ling Feng lie down again, but were pushed away by Ling Feng.

"Get out!"

"All of you, get out!"

Several nurses looked at each other, and they were full of contempt for Ling Feng. Why did this patient have such a bad temper? What kind of temper did he have? Why was he getting angry at the nurses? What kind of ability did that mean?

"Okay, all of you go out." Miyamoto Musashi, who had just rushed in from Miyamoto-san, saw Ling Feng, who looked like he was going crazy, at the door of the ward. He walked in and waved his hand, asking all the nurses in the ward to go out. Then he sat aside with a sullen face, looked at Ling Feng and growled, "What are you crazy about? Things have come to this point, and we, Hei Ri, have lost face. Do you think you can solve the problem by going crazy?"

Ling Feng gritted his teeth, and seeing Miyamoto Musashi's sullen face, he suppressed the anger in his chest and said, "What exactly happened? Mr. Miyamoto?"

"Hehe, what happened? Zhao Yulin was rescued by Yingxuan personally. The Li brothers and sisters you wanted to kidnap should have boarded the cruise to China by now. It seems that you can't catch up with them." Miyamoto Musashi sneered, as if he was very dissatisfied with Ling Feng's tone, "Oh, by the way, your friend, Huang Zixiang, should also be in Zhao Yulin's hands."

Ling Feng closed his eyes in pain. It was over, everything was over. After a while, Ling Feng let out a long breath, looked at Miyamoto Musashi and said, "Mr. Miyamoto, your Black Sun suffered serious losses this time, right?"

Ling Feng's sneer was clearly captured by Miyamoto Musashi. How could he not know the meaning behind Ling Feng's words?

The losses of Black Sun were indeed huge. Many masters in the organization were either dead or injured, which did shake the strength of Black Sun organization a little. Except for Ling Feng and Huang Zixiang, whose life or death was unknown, all the others brought by Ling Feng were also dead. Ling Feng asked him this just to provoke his anger.

Miyamoto Musashi shook his head and said to Ling Feng, "Mr. Ling Feng, I understand what you mean. My father means that we, the Black Sun, will no longer be involved in your affairs. You don't have to provoke me. You have to know that this time we, the Black Sun, suffered serious losses, and other forces in the country are eyeing us covetously. It is impossible for them to help you deal with Ying Xuan." Just kidding,

he got the news that the target person had already left Japan by cruise. At this time, what good would it do for them to go against the forces behind Ying Xuan?

The Black Sun is not a power organization of Miyamoto-san or Miyamoto Musashi alone. In order to maintain their strength, they will not do meaningless things.

"Well, in that case..." Ling Feng was a little disappointed. He might not get any help from the Black Sun.

"Haha, Mr. Lingfeng, please don't be discouraged. We, Hei Ri, don't want to get involved in this matter, but I, personally, am very willing to help you again." Miyamoto Musashi said with a smile.

Lingfeng's eyes lit up, and he looked at Miyamoto Musashi and said, "How can you help me?"

"My purpose is very simple. Since I have already broken up with Tianluo this time, in order to prevent future troubles, I will never let such a person who is hostile to me continue to live." Miyamoto Musashi stood up and continued, "Zhao Yulin will leave Japan and return to China soon. I will wait for an opportunity to send people to take action."

"Zhao Yulin is so powerful, you have to send more people." Lingfeng frowned and said to Miyamoto Musashi.

"Don't worry, I was careless last time. This time I will send my strongest men, so you don't have to worry." Miyamoto Musashi said, squinting his eyes, "I must kill Zhao Yulin this time. The shame of a samurai can only be washed with the blood of the enemy!"

Having said that, Ling Feng didn't ask any more questions. He nodded with satisfaction and watched Miyamoto Musashi leave.

There is not much he can do now. He can only hope that Zhu Hongzhuang can stabilize the situation there as much as possible.

Zhao Yulin, you are dead this time!

...

After a night's rest, the lost Qi after the war has recovered almost by itself. Yesterday, Zhao Yulin learned from Yingxuan that Helian Lingyun had secretly left Japan through the dock with He Qinglang and the Li brothers and sisters. Zhao Yulin breathed a sigh of relief. The goal has been achieved, so Zhao Yulin is particularly relaxed today. Now things are clearer. As long as Helian Lingyun and his party return to China safely and hand over the Li brothers and sisters to Sun Leling, everything will be fine. With He

Qinglang in control, there should be no problem with the future. No matter how powerful Zhu Hongzhuang is, she will only end up in failure.

Want to plot control of the company? Haha, with me, Zhao Yulin, here, how could I let a woman like Zhu Hongzhuang succeed?

When Zhao Yulin woke up in the morning, he was in an extremely good mood. He wondered why the flowers were so red and the weather was so good. He opened the window and looked out. The rain last night had stopped, as the saying goes, "after the rain comes the clear sky." The crisp air in the early morning was extremely fresh.

As soon as I went downstairs, I saw Yingxuan sitting alone on the sofa in the living room. Yingxuan heard footsteps, looked up at Zhao Yulin and said, "Are you awake? Are you injured seriously?"

Zhao Yulin grinned, thinking of Yingxuan's panic when she escaped last night, he wanted to laugh, but he still sat next to Yingxuan, waved his hand and said, "With your exquisite bandaging skills, I'm of course fine. Hm, this scarf smells quite good."

As he spoke, Zhao Yulin put his hand in front of his nose and sniffed it hard, looking intoxicated.

Yingxuan bit her lip, and for some reason her face suddenly turned red, as if she had thought of something. Seeing Zhao Yulin's intoxicated look, she said angrily, "Don't smell it, it's full of blood, what kind of fragrance does it have..."

Zhao Yulin put down his hand, looked at Yingxuan with a smile, and then said, "Oh, it really doesn't smell good. Then tell me, where is it that smells good?"

Feeling Zhao Yulin's breath beside her, Yingxuan's heart trembled, and she said subconsciously, "How can you smell as good as me..."

After saying that, Yingxuan realized how she said what was in her heart. Seeing Zhao Yulin staring at her with wide eyes, Yingxuan's face turned even redder, and she stammered and hurriedly said, "Don't... don't get me wrong, I didn't mean that..." Zhao Yulin looked

as if he had suddenly realized something, and said to himself, "Indeed, you don't smell as good as you. When you hugged me last night..."

Yingxuan was almost crazy when she heard this. Fortunately, there were no people in the living room at this time, only her and Zhao Yulin, otherwise who knows what others would think after hearing what Zhao Yulin said.

That’s right, last night, Yingxuan did hold Zhao Yulin in her arms, but it was because she wanted to feed medicine to the dying Zhao Yulin, and it was more convenient to hold him like that, it wasn’t like she wanted to hold him on purpose...

"Do you want to die? Don’t say that again, it’s so embarrassing."

Yingxuan angrily hit Zhao Yulin’s chest lightly with her right hand, but Zhao Yulin suddenly screamed, Yingxuan hurriedly took a look, only to see Zhao Yulin covering his chest in pain and hunching over, suddenly becoming a little confused.

"Zhao Yulin, what's wrong with you? I won't touch your wound, will I?"

"I'm sorry... I didn't mean it..."

Yingxuan stared at Zhao Yulin with her big watery eyes, feeling a little helpless. She didn't notice Zhao Yulin's movements at all. She only saw Zhao Yulin's shoulders twitching. She felt a little strange. Could it be that Zhao Yulin was crying because of her hitting him? It's impossible. I just hit him lightly...

When she finally pried Zhao Yulin's head up, she saw Zhao Yulin trying hard to hold back his smile, and then she understood a little. This Zhao Yulin didn't look like he was hurt by her. He was obviously pretending. Yingxuan was unhappy all of a sudden. She was still worried about Zhao Yulin just now, but not only was he fine, he even had time to make fun of herself.

"I'll beat you to death! How dare you bully me!"

Yingxuan, who understood the whole story, knew that Zhao Yulin was trying to win her sympathy, and she felt very upset. She raised her fist and was about to hit Zhao Yulin. Zhao Yulin was not a fool. He could see that Yingxuan was really going to hit him, so he stood up and ran to the side. Yingxuan got up and chased after him. The two of them chased each other around the tea table.

"Don't run. You dare to tease me. I'll beat you to death!" Yingxuan stomped her feet angrily. The little girl's mentality exploded.

"Haha!" Zhao Yulin was not stupid. He saw Huang Zixiang's miserable condition last night. Although he didn't have to be afraid of Yingxuan, he couldn't fight back. If he did that, wouldn't he just get beaten in vain?