After the meeting ended, Lin Zifeng pulled Black Hawk aside, requesting to arrange a secret helicopter trip to Dragon City that night.
Yu, this woman, meant so much to him. He didn't want to lose such a good friend in the future battles...
"Are you planning to go to Dragon City?" At this time, after everyone had left, Zhang Mengjie quickly stepped forward to block his path.
"Yes." Lin Zifeng didn't hide it. Now that the intelligence of the Nantian Gang was under her control, if she wanted to investigate Lin Zifeng's every move, it would be too easy. However, no one dared to delve into Lin Zifeng's personal life.
"Aren't you curious how I knew?" Zhang Mengjie tilted her head and, like a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, her laughter rang like silver bells.
"Do you think it's interesting to ask so many questions?" Lin Zifeng gave a wry smile, his deep eyes showing clear signs of dryness after a sleepless night.
