Chapter 363
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Not long after, Feng Mian returned with a few of his men. As an assassin, he was naturally sensitive to danger.
They noticed something strange as soon as they entered the hotel's entrance. "Run!" Feng Mian said to his companions without hesitation.
As soon as he finished speaking, he took the lead to retreat from the hotel and ran towards the street.
Song Ning and the rest, who were lying in ambush, could not care less when they saw their targets running away. They came out from their hiding spots and chased after the men.
Feng Mian and his men decided to split up after running for some distance.
Therefore, they each picked a path and ran towards the rendezvous point after deciding on a rendezvous point.
Feng Mian picked an alley and ran into it when he saw that his companions were about to disappear from view.
Si Zhanbei's car was halfway there when he suddenly saw a person running in his direction.
Sheng Fenghua narrowed her eyes when she saw the running figure. She had recognized the person. She turned around and said to Si Zhanbei who was driving, "Stop the car."
Si Zhanbei stopped the car. Sheng Fenghua got out of the car without hesitation and stood in the middle of the alley, waiting for the person running in her direction.
Feng Mian was running at full speed when a figure suddenly blocked his way. He had no choice but to stop. He looked at Sheng Fenghua and asked, "Who are you? Why are you blocking my way?"
"Sheng Fenghua!"
Feng Mian's expression changed when he heard those three words. He stared at Sheng Fenghua for a long time before he regained his senses and said, "You're not her!"
"Get out of my way!" Feng Mian retracted the dazed look in his eyes and growled at Sheng Fenghua coldly.
Sheng Fenghua's name made him lose his mind. He thought he saw the person hidden deep in his heart. After all, she was the only one in this world who would say his name with that kind of expression and tone.
However, when he took a closer look, he realized that she was not her.
The woman who claimed to be Sheng Fenghua did not look like her at all.
"What if I say no?" Sheng Fenghua looked at Feng Mian with a complicated gaze and said plainly. Feng Mian was also responsible for her death in her past life. But honestly, she didn't hate him.
After all, it wasn't wrong for him to love her, just like how she had always loved Si Zhanbei. What was wrong was Amorous Style, Amorous Style's jealousy, and Amorous Style's twisted and perverted heart.
"Then I'm sorry." Feng Mian took the initiative to attack Sheng Fenghua as he spoke. No matter who the other party was, even if she had the same name as the person hidden in the depths of his heart, he was currently running for his life. Other than attacking, he had no other choice.
The moment Feng Mian made his move, Sheng Fenghua also made her move. She lunged forward and fought with Feng Mian.
The two of them exchanged a few blows and exchanged a few moves. Feng Mian suddenly retreated and stood about two meters away from Sheng Fenghua. He looked at her in confusion and asked, "Who are you?"
"Sheng Fenghua!" Sheng Fenghua said her name again, but Feng Mian shook her head and said, "No, you're not her."
However, after saying that, he became absent-minded again and muttered to himself, "But why do you know her moves?"
This was what Feng Mian could not figure out the most. The woman before him clearly did not resemble the person he knew at all, but why did he feel a sense of familiarity?
Her tone, expression, and her moves all gave him a sense of familiarity.
Who was she?
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