Ling Luoyu's eyes sank: "Fatty man, pay attention to your words!!"

Feng Chenglin didn't look at her face, and still said to himself: "Furthermore, we and Lu Gongzi are not outsiders. For Lu Gongzi, this little money is just a small amount of money, and it will not hurt. His roots move his bones, so what's wrong with me making some pocket money? Lu Gongzi, don't you think?"

Lu Ming smiled and nodded: "Naturally yes, this is also a bit of sincerity from me!"

Feng Chenglin curled his lips: "Look, Master Lu said that!"

Ling Luoyu seemed to be angry and did not speak.

Feng Chenglin wrinkled his facial features a little painfully: "Look, you are still angry, this girl's family, you are not angry... Lu Gongzi, don't you think?"

Lu Ming followed: "Yes..."

Feng Chenglin: "So, I'll leave it to you to make Girl Ling happy!"

Lu Ming: "......???"

Feng Chenglin is very serious: "Trust me, Miss Ling is angry, and the consequences are serious, so you have to find a way to make Miss Ling less angry!"

Lu Ming: ...Why did he suddenly feel like being used by these two men? !

But now, I can only frown and agree: "...this, what can be done?"

"Simple!" Feng Chenglin turned around and snapped his fingers: "For example...Where is the God Lord?!"

He went straight ahead, and his mouth was the point.

After Lu Ming realized it, he realized that the two men, since they appeared, the goal is the **** master.

Maybe even the previous bickering was a scene they deliberately arranged.

At the moment, he smiled indifferently: "The Lord will not run away, I will naturally tell you that where he is, is just...what I want?"

Ling Luoyu smiled rather than smiled: "Things are even simpler, as long as we find the gods, things will naturally be offered with both hands!"

Lu Ming raised his eyebrows immediately: "Miss Ling meant that...you will only give me that box if I tell you where the Lord is, right?"

Ling Luoyu: "Isn't it?"

Lu Ming: "...Of course not!"

The two looked at each other.

His eyes were cold.

The aura between the two sides gradually became down.

Obviously, the two sides seem to be in a deadlock.

Ling Luoyu wanted to get news from the Divine Lord first.

Lu Ming wanted to get the box first.

Neither of them trusts each other.

Cooperation without a sense of trust is that simple and straightforward.

Feng Chenglin didn't seem to notice anything wrong with the atmosphere while eating the things on the table.

He raised his head, glanced at the two of them, and poured a sip of wine.

Wiping his mouth, he smiled: "What are you doing? You have agreed to cooperate, but at the beginning of cooperation, it's like this...I don't trust each other like this, how bad is that?"

Ling Luoyu looked coldly: "What's the matter, fat man, what else can you do?"

Feng Chenglin swept away the dishes in front of him, took out a wine glass, and placed it in front of Luming.

"This is you!"

Lu Ming frowned.

Feng Chenglin put a wine glass in front of Ling Luoyu again: "This is our Third Young Master!"

He also took out the third wine glass and placed it between the two wine glasses: "This, I don't know who it is!"

Ling Luoyu looked down: "Are you looking for a middleman?"

Lu Ming just came across.

Feng Chenglin changed positions and continued to eat: "You both don't trust each other, so the best solution right now is to find an intermediary whom you both trust to do this game!"