Apocalypse Tree of Hope

148 The anger is not small
Lin Rantong looked at his father's frightened and angry expression, sighed secretly, walked up the stairs, stood still a few steps away from Lin Feng, and said, "Father, what a coincidence, I'm here to attend the mercenary meeting .”

Lin Feng asked again: "I heard from Chuyang that you moved, why didn't you tell me?"

Lin Rantong looked up at his father, bit his lip and said nothing.

Lin Feng frowned, and finally sighed: "Forget it, you come with me." Then he turned and walked up, looked back at Lin Rantong standing still, and said angrily: "Why are you still standing there?"

Lin Feng's voice was a little loud, and someone swept towards him, Lin Rantong saw this and had to take two quick steps to keep up.

"Originally, I wanted Chuyang to find you. I wanted to bring you to this mercenary conference. I wanted to gain some knowledge and make friends. Now it's just right to meet you here. When I meet someone else, don't be so stinky." Temper." Lin Feng lowered his voice.

Lin Rantong rolled his eyes behind him. Whenever he was stinky and stubborn in his father's eyes, he really failed.

As soon as he stepped into the second floor, Lin Rantong's eyes suddenly lit up. He saw that this place was higher than the downstairs, and it looked extremely bright. Walking through the corridor and pushing the door, the interior layout was even more delicate and elegant.

There were many people and laughter inside, and there were many young girls in dresses, dancing with men, with their skirts flying.

"Minister Lin, I was wondering where you were just now, this is—" A middle-aged man came over, looked at Lin Rantong and asked.

Lin Feng looked at the man in front of him. He was smiling, and the crow's feet in the corners of his eyes became more profound. He was the organizer of this event, He Qiang, the head of the organization.

"Hehe, this is the little girl. I just went out and brought her up." Lin Feng said.

He Qiang looked at Lin Rantong again, but said calmly: "I always thought that Minister Lin only had one precious daughter, but I didn't expect to hide another one. She is that girl Chuyang's younger sister, right?"

Lin Feng narrowed his eyes: "This is my eldest daughter. She was separated because of the end of the world and was reunited not long ago. Minister He, I will take my younger daughter to say hello to others first."

"Okay, Minister Lin, go get busy first, and we'll talk later." He Qiang said, looking at the backs of Lin Feng and the two, the corners of his mouth twitched.

"Chuyang, bring your eldest sister and friends to meet, I'll come as soon as I go." Lin Feng led Lin Rantong to a place near the foot, where there was a group of sofas, and in the gap was a pot of water-raised lucky bamboo, which was placed in a transparent There are lush green things growing in the glass tank, and there are glass wine glasses on the coffee table in the middle, which are filled with crimson liquid, and several people, men and women, are sitting there and chatting.

Seeing his father coming, Lin Chuyang hurriedly stood up, greeted with a smile, then looked at Lin Rantong, and called out sweetly: "Eldest sister."

Lin Rantong looked at Lin Chuyang, who looked a lot more mature in a black off-the-shoulder dress, forcibly controlled his urge to hit the smiling face with exquisite makeup, and calmly shouted: "Chuyang."

Lin Feng looked at the two daughters, moved his lips without speaking, turned around and left, and heard the youngest daughter say sweetly: "Sister, are you still angry with Chuyang?"

Lin Rantong didn't answer Lin Chuyang's words, and directly found an empty seat to sit down, and glanced at the people present. Among them was Wu Yiyi who had always looked at her disliked, Yan Zhaoyun was sitting next to her, and another girl with long hair and a shawl , sitting there quietly, looking delicate and elegant, saw Lin Rantong sweeping over, and smiled slightly.

Two of the three men on the side did not know each other, and one was Cui Zhenlei. He saw Lin Rantong at this time, and asked with a smile before Lin Chuyang could speak: "Rantong, why didn't you see Xiaoyu?"

Ever since that banquet, Lin Rantong has been very impatient when she saw people related to the mother and daughter. Seeing Cui Zhenlei's vacillating eyes and flattering smile, she didn't even have the energy to deal with it, so she simply Pretending not to hear, it happened that a waiter came over with a tray and asked her if she wanted a drink. Lin Rantong took a glass of red wine, took a sip, and then put the glass on the coffee table, making a crisp sound.

"Chuyang, people ignore you, why are you flattering her so much!" Wu Yiyi couldn't help but said, because of her sister's warning that day, she refrained from telling Chuyang about Lin Rantong's situation Even so, after meeting Lin Rantong and seeing her supercilious look, she couldn't help but speak to the camera.

Lin Rantong looked at Wu Yiyi, this girl looked like the kind of unrestrained, unrestrained and charming young lady, logically he was too lazy to argue with her, but she kept finding fault again and again, Then don't blame her for being rude, is she really that kind of soft persimmon in her eyes?
Lin Rantong's phoenix eyes narrowed slightly, her heart moved freely, and her fingertips flashed with purple light, but she heard Yan Zhaoyun next to her say: "Hi Miss Lin, is Tang Tang here too?"

Lin Rantong opened his hand and shook it, looking at the girl who spoke timidly but had sparkling eyes, thinking of Tang Tang's happy face when he saw her, he couldn't help saying: "Here she is, she is below."

Yan Zhaoyun was overjoyed when he heard this: "Really, then I'll go down and find her." He said while pulling Wu Yiyi, "Yiyi, you can go with me."

Wu Yiyi snorted coldly: "I'm not going, those friends of yours all--" While talking, Yan Zhaoyun dragged him out desperately.

"Yan Zhaoyun, why do you insist on taking Yiyi away?" Lin Chuyang asked crisply.

Yan Zhaoyun sneered in his heart, "Lin Chuyang, if I don't drag Yiyi away, she will be your scapegoat again later. Hmph, for your elder sister, you must have mistaken the tiger for a sheep."

Lin Chuyang watched Yan Zhaoyun dragging Wu Yiyi farther and farther, and couldn't help but stomped his feet. Of the people sitting, only Wu Yiyi had a good relationship with him, and that Yang Luoxi always looked good-tempered and smiled. But they reject people thousands of miles away. They have always been marginal figures in their circle, but they don't know why they are sitting here today.

Lin Chuyang looked at the sisters who were dancing in the field, and sighed helplessly. It was her father who asked her to greet Lin Rantong here, which made her unable to escape.

Ignoring Lin Chuyang's careful thoughts, Lin Rantong saw that it was quieter all of a sudden, so he simply closed his eyes and got up.

"I said Cui Zhenlei, I didn't expect you to be rejected too." The man next to him laughed.

Cui Zhenlei flashed a hint of anger, and glanced at Lin Rantong. The invisible oppression made him startled, and the embarrassment caused by being ignored immediately disappeared. Instead, he smiled and said to the man: "If you have the ability, try it!" try."

The man was so excited that he actually stood up, got up and came to Lin Rantong's side and said, "Miss Lin, I wonder if I have the honor to invite you to dance?"

Lin Rantong leaned against the back of the sofa, closed her eyes and remained motionless.

The man couldn't get off the stage, so he raised his voice and said, "Miss Lin."

Lin Rantong still didn't respond, and Cui Zhenlei gloated and laughed.

The man's eyes turned cold when he heard this, and he stretched out his hand to pull Lin Rantong's hand.

"What are you doing?" Lin Rantong opened his eyes, looked at the big hand of the man less than an inch away from his own and asked, his tone was cold, and Cui Zhenlei felt a shiver, as if the oppression of an iceberg was about to explode, making him Involuntarily moved to the distance.

"Hehe, invite Miss Lin to dance." The man turned his hand, which was about to pull someone, into an inviting gesture.

"Sorry, I won't." Lin Rantong said directly.

The man's outstretched hand stiffened for a moment, and he said in his mouth: "Miss Lin is joking, is it because you are not giving me face?"

Lin Rantong looked at Lin Chuyang and asked, "Is this your friend?"

Lin Chuyang was angry. When this person saw Lin Rantong, he approached Lin Rantong with a stern face, and said angrily, "Who is friends with him!"

Hearing Lin Chuyang's obviously angry words, Lin Rantong said to the man: "You heard me, I don't know you, and you are not my sister's friend, please go ahead." After finishing speaking, he closed his eyes and leaned leisurely. on the back of the chair.

The man is obviously the kind of young master with an impulsive temper. He knew that Lin Rantong was Lin Chuyang's sister before, and he tried hard to control his temper. The man here "slapped" on the armrest of the sofa, and was about to speak when he saw a crystal clear lavender flying knife pierced his sleeve, and then sank most of it into the sofa.

The man's face turned pale, and he heard a cold voice say: "You'd better sit down, otherwise I don't know where this throwing knife will be stuck."

Several people on the sofa looked at the thin and transparent flying knife between Lin Rantong's fingers, and no one made a sound for a while.

The man looked at Lin Chuyang, who had a wonderful expression, and didn't believe that Lin Rantong really dared to do anything, so he said with a straight face: "Do you think I was frightened, and I have the ability to do it like this!" He said and patted Pat yourself on the chest.

Lin Rantong couldn't really kill someone for such a small matter, but he was really impatient with his noise. Hearing that he flicked the flying knife in his hand, it flew towards the man's cheek. The force was not heavy, and the speed was not fast. She knew in her heart that even if it hit the target, it would be a thin mark.

A green water drop threw a black arc in the air, and hit the flying knife issued by Lin Rantong with a ding-dong sound. The flying knife trembled for a moment, and its powerless momentum immediately diminished. It fell to the ground when it was a few centimeters away from the man. On the ground, there was a very slight impact sound.

Lin Rantong's face changed slightly, and he saw a tall and tall man approaching with a smile, he approached gracefully, bent over to pick up the throwing knife on the ground, came to Lin Rantong, handed the throwing knife over and said: "It's such a coincidence that I met a girl here again, hehe, on such an occasion, the girl should not be so angry."

Lin Rantong took the flying knife without hesitation, and then carefully looked at the man's face, listening to what he said, had he met him before?
The man seemed to have expected this situation, but he was not embarrassed. He still smiled at the corner of his mouth, giving people a feeling of spring breeze.

Lin Rantong suddenly realized that this was not the person who asked him for directions on the way to attend Lin Chuyang's banquet that day.

Lin Rantong was about to say something, but saw that several people on the sofa stood up, and even Lin Chuyang had a well-behaved expression, and said to the man, "Brother Yan."

　The author has something to say: double update. . . .

　　
　
(End of this chapter)