Chapter 1281: The Story of Ling and Heng (544)
Feng Ling walked out of the villa. The people behind her did not chase after her. She was happy and quiet. After entering the car, she placed the documents in her hand on the passenger seat and drove back.
She drove home, took a shower, blew her hair, and then looked at the documents.
The night passed.
The next day, she continued to work at Ji Nuan’s company.
Mr. Zand rarely came to Ji Nuan’s place. Even though he was old and was a respectable elder, he seemed to be very concerned about being too close to Ji Nuan. Although Mr. Mo and Ji Nuan had not contacted each other for more than two years, Feng Ling often felt that Mr. Zand had been maintaining a certain distance from Ji Nuan because of Mo Jingshen’s pressure, fearing that there would be a misunderstanding.
Of course, this could only be a guess. After all, they were already divorced, and they no longer contacted each other. Furthermore, this was the divorce that Mr. Mo had proposed. How could he possibly give others pressure?
Ji Nuan’s character was very tenacious. Although she didn’t say it, she was always happy with everyone. She wouldn’t be sad when she was alone at night, but Feng Ling knew that Ji Nuan’s character had subtly changed.
Both of them had changed a lot.
Ji Nuan was pushed out of a warm embrace, and Feng Ling…
It was a long story.
The two of them seemed to know each other better in a foreign country, so their relationship became better.
It was the weekend, the holidays.
It was rare for Ji Nuan and Xiao Ba to rest at home. As they were afraid that Feng Ling would drag them out of bed to go to the gym to exercise, they decided to mercilessly keep Feng Ling out of the door.
Feng Ling stayed at home alone to read and learn. After staying at home for the whole morning, she recalled a book that Mr. Zand had introduced to her. Last week, when she went to buy a book, she didn’t manage to buy it. He said it would arrive in a week, so she changed her clothes and went out.
The bookstore she was heading to was about fifteen to sixteen minutes away from her residence. After arriving, she drove straight into the bookstore to look for books.
This bookstore was located on the first floor of the department store. It was connected from the inside to the outside and could be directly entered into the mall. People often treated this place as a side door, so there were a lot of people going in and out. It was the weekend, and there were many people entering and leaving.
Feng Ling walked past the financial books section and picked up a book to read. After reading for a while, she turned around and continued to look. She suddenly found a book she had never seen before, but the contents were very interesting. It was also related to finance and commerce. However, the author’s expression was very humorous, and people would be attracted to it very quickly. They wouldn’t be sleepy nor would they feel like they were studying. It was as though they were studying a small story.
Feng Ling fell into a daze. She stood there and looked at it seriously.
All of a sudden, a scream came from ten meters behind her. “Ah —”
Feng Ling ignored it at first, but then she heard the people around her running around in panic and shouting, “Ahhh, a Tokyo bandit! It’s a Tokyo bandit!”
Western countries and major cities often had cases of gun shooting. As the name suggested, the Tokyo bandits were a group of robbers formed by several Japanese martial artists. They had guns in their hands and were good at martial arts. They had been working in England all this time. The last time they heard about the murder and robbery was two months ago. At that time, they had robbed a gold shop, and the money and gold inside was enough for them to live for a long time.
It seemed like they were short of money again. They actually dared to appear in London’s business circle.
Hearing the noise and screams behind her, Feng Ling continued to read the book in her hand without a change in expression. She frowned unhappily because the noise behind her affected her mood.
“Bang!” One of the bandits suddenly fired a shot at the light above the bookstore. In an instant, the broken pieces of the lampshade fell to the ground. Hearing the gunshot, the people became even more frightened, but it seemed that the Tokyo bandits had guarded the front and back door. Afterward, no one was able to escape. All of them shrunk their necks and hid inside in fear. In the end, more and more people squeezed in. Feng Ling didn’t know who hit her, but she closed the book in her hand expressionlessly.
The group of people was panicking. Only the woman standing there with a book in her hand seemed to be unhurried. Several Tokyo bandits immediately saw her. “That person, is she deaf? Can’t she hear the gunshots?”
“I think she must be deaf. A normal person would have been scared silly. Look at how many people are here… one, two, three… Tsk, tsk, more than twenty people, all frightened like dead dogs, hahaha…”
After that, the Tokyo bandits shouted in Chinese, “Don’t move! Otherwise, I’ll kill you right now! Hand over all your valuables!”
Hearing these Tokyo bandits shout in Chinese, the British present were all in disbelief.
Why were they speaking Chinese… Were they not Tokyo bandits? Were they Chinese robbers?
Feng Ling’s fingers gently stroked the corners of the book, her back facing the bandits.
They all had Asian skin and faces, yet they had to pretend to be Chinese when doing illegal things in a foreign country. They were truly despicable to the extreme.
“That woman hasn’t reacted yet. She’s either frightened or hasn’t heard anything. Go get her here and start with her!” One of the Tokyo bandits, who was probably a big brother, suddenly lowered his voice and instructed the person beside him.
Afterward, someone suddenly walked quickly toward Feng Ling. Seeing the man coming over with a gun, the people who had been hiding around Feng Ling were scared out of their wits. In the end, they left Feng Ling alone. When they saw that the man was approaching her with a fierce look, some people in the crowd looked at her pitifully and felt that this young girl was about to be killed.
Just as the man approached with the gun and pressed it against Feng Ling’s waist, everyone in the bookstore held their breath in fear. A timid woman screamed in fright and quickly covered her ears with her hands and closed her eyes.
However, to everyone’s surprise, when the young girl felt the gun on her back, she did not panic at all. Instead, she slowly and calmly stuffed the book back into the bookshelf as if nothing had happened. Then, she slowly turned her head and looked coldly at the ferocious looking Tokyo bandit behind her.