When Xiao Feng heard the words of love, his face looked a little weird. There were three or two big cats. If it was Wuming and Fat Dahai and the others were cats, would there be tigers in the world?

"Let's go, sister, I'll take you to meet the big cat and kitten." Xiao Feng took his deep affectionate hand and walked into the big conference room.

As soon as the two of them entered the door, they attracted everyone's attention. Some of them knew each other and were surprised. Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng pulled her up. Those who didn't know each other, they all guessed who this beautiful lady was.

"Come on, let me introduce you to my god sister, deep love." Xiao Feng said to everyone.

Most people have fun eyes. These days, I’m afraid the sisters are “fucking” sisters. It’s probably not reliable than godfathers.

"Well, you are all here." Danqing's eyes swept over the fat man one by one, killed three times, and finally fell on Wuming.

Wuming looked at the deep love, and a sense of fighting rose faintly, and he took a step forward: "There was no distinction between the high and low last time, let's continue."

"Haha, I'm too lazy to pay attention to you. I'm here to help my brother, not to fight with you." Danheng smiled charmingly, turned his head to hug Xiao Feng: "Yes, although there are only three or four masters, it should be enough."

There were three or four masters. As soon as the words of deep affection came, everyone's expressions were wonderful. What does this girl mean? Could it be that Wuming and others are masters? Then what are they? Are they?

"Chief, who is this woman?" Anan, who had just lost to Xiao Feng, learned his lesson this time. Instead of shouting loudly, he asked Pang Dahai in a low voice: "She is too crazy."

Fat Dahai smiled bitterly: "Boy, she has the capital to be crazy. Even if it is me, she probably isn't her opponent."

"Ah." Anan and others were shocked. This girl was so powerful.

"Ahem, sister, in fact, everyone here is a master." Xiao Feng coughed, afraid that everyone would be embarrassed, so he quickly changed the topic: "Sister, since you have decided to stay, I have a task to you."

Danqing nodded: "Well, tell me."

"Sister, this time the primary target of each violent agency is not me, but Zhang Yu." Xiao Feng said, pointing to Zhang Yu.

"Hello Sister Danqing." Zhang Yu met Danqing once and knew the horror of this girl.

He smiled with a charming love: "Ye, he is another handsome guy."

"..." Xiao Feng almost couldn't help but slap his affectionate butt, and dared to tease his brother.

Zhang Yu smiled shyly: "Thank you, Sister Danqing, for your praise, I am not as handsome as Brother Feng."

"Well, I think so too, my brother is the most handsome." Daoqing nodded, and the next sentence left everyone speechless: "Because he has a beautiful sister."

Xiao Feng really couldn't stand it anymore. When did the deep love become so charming? Compared to it, he prefers the deep love to kill people in a cold manner. Of course, he prefers the deep love to ripple in the bed.

All afternoon, everyone who should come, including Hussein, all rushed to the Golden Triangle, preparing to help Xiao Feng overcome this difficulty with his help.

It is not a feat to fight against the violent institutions of several superpowers by one's own strength. Few people dare to do it. Even the three major organizations in the world probably do not have such courage.

After Xiao Feng assigned everyone, he thought to himself that if he controlled the entire Poker at this time, he wouldn't be so nervous.

In the evening, Hongtao A came and he threw a file bag to Zhang Yu: "Give it, let's see."

Zhang Yu took it out, looked carefully for a few seconds, and finally felt a little dissatisfied: "What's the matter? The photos made me so ugly."

"Haha..." Hong Tao A was very happy. She deserved to be Xiao Feng's brother. She has been here for a while and is still confused about this thing.

Xiao Feng threw a cigarette to Hongtao A: "You went to meet the FBI people, what do they say?"

"They came to the Golden Triangle, and their primary goal was to kill Zhang Yu." Hong Tao A said the news he heard from Chrys.

Xiao Feng nodded: "The people from the FBI have arrived, and the people from other violent institutions should be about to reach the Golden Triangle. Come on, we have already set up a net of heaven and earth. We are not afraid of them coming, but we are afraid that they will not come."

A ringtone rang, and Xiao Feng saw the number on it, his eyes shrank, he stood up, and came to a place where no one was there: "Hey, old man."

"Afeng, you're in trouble."

"Trouble, what's the trouble?" Xiao Feng was stunned. He had never stopped having trouble.

"You are targeted by the British senior management. They are all counting on you about the things that happened in London." The Prime Minister's tone was a little solemn.

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and finally realized the seriousness of the problem: "What news is there."

"The British Deputy Prime Minister has sent a letter, hoping that we will cooperate and hand you over to them and go to London to be tried."

Xiao Feng frowned, thought for a while, and finally thought of Zhan Lei. It seemed that the problem was with him, "And what."

"Things have been pressed down for the time being, but the UK continues to put pressure on it. It will not take long for international public opinion to be very big, and the fingers are directed at you."

"Haha, old man, what do you mean is that you want to sacrifice me and then deal with international public opinion?" Suddenly, Xiao Feng smiled, but he smiled helplessly.

"Of course not." The Prime Minister's voice was undoubtedly: "Afeng, the country has already given you a regret once, and it will never be a shame for you a second time."

Xiao Feng felt a little sad: "Old man, what about international public opinion."

"Hmph, if they want to make trouble, let them make trouble. Anyway, they have no evidence." The Prime Minister made up his mind that he would protect Xiao Feng, whether from Mr. Jing or from his own selfishness.

"Thank you, old man."

"Afeng, leave the matter here to me. You must be careful. They will not punish you from the other side." The Prime Minister said with a reminder.

"Yeah, I get it."

"Okay, I'll get rid of it first. If you have something to do, I will contact you at any time."

Xiao Feng put down his cell phone and felt exhausted. What was he pursuing? At this moment, he suddenly felt very tired. He lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa, sucked quietly, and soon the smoke enveloped his face.

After smoking a cigarette, Xiao Feng stood up and walked out: "It's getting late, everyone should go and rest." After that, he pushed open the door of the conference room and left.

"What's wrong with Brother Feng?" Zhang Yu, who grew up together, saw that something was wrong with Xiao Feng.

"have no idea."

When Xiao Feng disappeared at the door, Wuming stood up: "No one is allowed to follow him, I will kill anyone who follows him." After the words, the murderous aura filled with terror.

Xiao Feng walked out of the camp step by step and came to the Haku Mountain where he fought against the three kills. He took a deep breath and sat on the ground.

"Wind." A voice sounded behind Xiao Feng.

Xiao Feng didn't move, and looked into the distance: "I'm a little tired."

"Tired." Wuming, wearing a black robe, sat beside Xiao Feng: "Whose phone number is it?"

"Haha, I won't talk about this." Xiao Feng shook his head and looked at Wuming: "Why are you here?"

"I don't feel at ease with you."

"Wu Ming, do you think I should continue on this road?" Xiao Feng took out his cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"I don't know, I just know that no matter what you want to do, I will accompany you and be your shadow." Wuming's tone was light, but he was extremely serious.

Xiao Feng exhaled a mouthful of smoke: "What if I go to die."

"Then I'll be with you."

Xiao Feng smiled and put his hand on Wuming's shoulder: "Haha, you are still like this."

Wuming was held by Xiao Feng's shoulders and his body trembled slightly: "I'm serious."

"Well, I know." Xiao Feng nodded and pinched Wuming's slightly thin shoulders: "I won't die."

Neither of them spoke anymore, just sat quietly on the top of the mountain, and the moonlight pulled the shadows of the two of them to make the elders grow...

A ringtone broke the tranquility of the mountain top. Xiao Feng picked up his phone and pressed the answer button: "Hey, old guy."

"You know everything." Old Jing's voice came over.

"Yeah, I got it."

"Afeng, don't worry, with me here, no one dares to touch you."

"Haha, old guy, I won't implicate you."

"Afeng, remember, you are my Jing Moxian's grandson. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I, Jing Moxian, will make it up for you." Old Jing's voice was very slow, but he was full of domineering.

Xiao Feng felt sour and a warm current surged: "Old guy, when I go back, I will definitely have a few drinks with you."

"Okay, hahaha, I'll wait for you to come back." Mr. Jing said this and paused: "When you come back, I'll tell you a secret."

"Secret, what secret."

"If you want to know, then come back alive." After Mr. Jing said that, he hung up the phone without waiting for Xiao Feng to say anything.

Xiao Feng stood up slowly and glanced at the bright moon in the night sky: "Wu Ming, let's go down."

"Um."

"No matter who is blocking my footsteps, I will kill, no, forgive me." Xiao Feng bit the last three words very hard.

"Yes." Wuming, wearing a black robe, stood beside Xiao Feng, like his real shadow.

This night, for many people, it was sleepless. The violent machines of several superpowers all entered the Golden Triangle through various channels. They did not meet and did not bother to cooperate.

However, the superiors reached an agreement that whoever killed Zhang Yu could be the winner of the Golden Triangle and eat one more piece of cake than others.

At the same time, under the operation of the UK, international public opinion has brought great pressure to the Chinese authorities. Even the United Nations has participated, hoping that China can take over the bandits who created unrest in London based on the overall international situation.

China, which has always paid attention to diplomacy, has changed its usual good words this time and said strongly that no matter what Chinese citizens do, it is not the turn of foreign countries to impose sanctions.

In the capital, several giants in the imperial court were divided into two factions and discussed fiercely, and the topic they discussed was resolutely, Xiao Feng.

The old Prime Minister who often appears on TV and is also listed, so he is naturally a representative figure of the "Xiao" faction.

"I don't agree with Xiao Feng's handover. Otherwise, who dares to serve the country again and again? This is our attitude towards meritorious ministers."

"But the public opinion is getting bigger and bigger. What's wrong with sacrificing Xiao Feng?" someone retorted.
Chapter completed!