At around seven o'clock, Xiao Feng received a call from the Prime Minister.

"Hey, old man."

"What are you calling me?"

"Uh, grandpa, hehe, I'm used to calling the old man, and I can't change it for a while." Xiao Feng grinned: "Grandpa, call me, what's the matter."

"It's great to hear your voice again." The Prime Minister chuckled: "Are you injured?"

Xiao Feng was moved. The Prime Minister was busy with all kinds of things. He still remembered the decisive battle at the top of Heze Mountain today: "Well, I was a little injured, but there was no big problem. I'll be fine after a few days of rest."

"Then take care of yourself for a while and don't be too tired." The Prime Minister said earnestly: "Young people, you must know how to cherish your body. If you don't get old, you will be able to bear it."

"Yeah, I'll pay attention." Xiao Feng nodded.

"By the way, have you read the news?"

"No, I've been preparing for today recently. Apart from training, there's no time to watch the news."

"An Bi Jingsan issued a statement."

"Oh, hehe, I almost forgot him. I guess this old guy is nervous now."

"Well, don't let go of this line. It is still very useful for us to control Anba Jingsan. "The Prime Minister said.

Xiao Feng smirked: "Hey, of course I won't let it go. If there is nothing to do in the future, just call and threaten it. There are some benefits to it."

"You, okay, let's hang up first, remember the four words 'too much is not enough'."

"Um."

Xiao Feng hung up the phone, picked up the cigarette at the bedside, lit it, and took a deep breath. Grandma's, it's so cool.

"Why are you smoking again?" Huo Wu came in from outside and frowned when she saw Xiao Feng holding the cigarette in her mouth.

"Uh, I'm bored." Xiao Feng smiled: "Wu'er, go and take my laptop over, I'll take some things."

"Okay." Huo Wu brought the laptop, turned on the phone, and connected to the Internet: "What do you see."

"Search for 'Anbijing Three'."

"And the Fat Jing San." Huo Wu was stunned: "Isn't this the Prime Minister of the Turtle Son in Japan? Why do you search for him?"

Xiao Feng twitched his mouth, and Prime Minister, the Turtle Son, it seems that An Bo Jingsan's reputation in China is really not very good. "Let me see his virtue."

"It's just that dog's virtue, what's there to see?" Huo Wu said that, but she still searched on Baidu, and there were indeed many news about him.

Xiao Feng clicked a video casually and saw An Du Jingsan appearing inside. He shook his head and was not very energetic. He issued a statement, which was very contrary to his previous remarks.

Many international critics are talking about what's wrong with Anba Jingsan. I'm afraid of China. Will this have any impact on the United States and what world pattern will it have?

Xiao Feng was happy and grinned. These bullshit critics had a really good imagination. The fact is that he had to bow his head when he was holding Anba Jingsan's handle.

"The three brains of Anbi Jingsan finally got their brains out, and they finally changed the dog's heart to human hearts." Huo Wu was also a little surprised.

"Haha, guess."

"Oh, no matter what he is, it has nothing to do with us. Brother Feng, stop watching, you're really worried."

"Why do you mean it? If I say that he sent this statement because I called him, would you believe it?"

"It's weird if I believe it. He is still a prime minister after all. Although the small and broken place is not big,..." Huo Wu said this and saw Xiao Feng grinning, his heart moved: "Brother Feng, you won't really know him."

Xiao Feng smiled, took his cell phone and called Xiaobei: "Help me connect Anba Jingsan, I will say a few words to him."

"good."

Soon, a voice sounded over there: "It's you."

"Haha, that's right, Mr. Prime Minister, I saw your statement." Xiao Feng's tone was plain: "I hope you will make more such statements in the future, and you must not mislead yourself."

"Don't force me."

Xiao Feng vomited a smoke ring: "When did I force you? No, no, at all. You can make more statements like this, which is based on the friendly relations between our two countries. Do you understand?"

"I don't want to be a sinner in Japan."

"How could it be a sinner? Mr. Prime Minister, your ideological awareness needs to be improved. If you make such a statement, there must be a few people in Japan who praise you for your enlightenment."

"If you force me again, I would rather not be the prime minister and go to prison than be controlled by you." An Bi Jingsan said in a deep voice.

"Well, then you went to prison and have you ever thought about your family? You're done, then they're not far from being done. Will the family where the Defense Minister is located let you go? The answer is obvious." Xiao Feng chuckled, and he firmly took the San Ferts.

Next to it, Huo Wu was already stunned. Although she couldn't understand what Xiao Feng was saying, she still knew that this should be Japanese dialect. After all, this generation grew up under the influence of the Anti-Japanese War films, and the Japanese inside just called it like that.

"You...I hope you don't force me." Xiao Feng obviously hit the vital point of Anbi Jingsan.

"Okay, no one is forcing you. As long as you do more personnel, we are still good friends and can still have fun." Xiao Feng laughed strangely. This feeling was more fun than fucking sex.

"snort."

"I have something to do here, so I'll hang up first." Xiao Feng finished speaking, and without waiting for An Du Jingsan to speak, he hung up the phone directly.

"Damn, you are really talking to that Japanese dog." Huo Wu and Xiao Feng hung up the phone and jumped out of the bed.

"Of course, why am I lying to you?"

"Then what you said just now, why are you laughing so badly?" Huo Wu asked curiously.

Xiao Feng touched his face: "Is there any, right? It's not that cheap."

"Yes, very cheap, tell me, what did you guys talk about just now."

"You don't understand."

"I can understand a few words in Japanese dialect."

"What."

“Baga and flax fell.”

"..." Xiao Feng was speechless. It seemed that this girl had watched a lot of movies.

"Speak quickly, what did you say."

Xiao Feng said the conversation with An Bu Jingsan just now, and Huo Wu became curious again: "You are holding on to his divine horse."

"I can't tell you this." Xiao Feng's tone became serious.

"Okay, if you don't say it, I don't want to listen."

"Haha, I know some things, it's not good for you."

"Okay, can you get out of bed now? Let's go out."

"what."

"Today is the fifteenth day, I'm going out to set off fireworks."

"Haha, they're all outside."

"Uh-huh."

"Okay, let's go out and have a look." Xiao Feng got off the bed. Although his whole body was still weak, he could still walk.

After leaving the room and coming downstairs, they saw the girls chatting. When they saw Xiao Feng coming down, they all gathered around and asked in a lingering manner.

"Aren't you going to set off fireworks? Let's go out and set off fireworks."

"OK."

The group came outside the villa, which was also very lively, and Sun Mo and others were playing.

"Brother Feng, you're fine." Many people gathered around.

"Well, everyone is playing around, be careful."

Bang, bang, - bang, bang...

Bunches of fireworks flew into the night sky, exploding beautiful patterns, and the sky above the entire manor was filled with fireworks, which was particularly gorgeous.

Xiao Feng looked up at the fireworks and narrowed his eyes. Although the fireworks are beautiful, they are short-lived. Don’t make fireworks yourself, but the brightest star in the night sky.

"Xiaofeng, you are in poor health. Don't stay outside for too long. I'll make soup and go in and drink it later." Xiao's mother appeared.

"Well, I understand, mom." Xiao Feng nodded with a smile.

"Wind, phone."

"Whose?"

"Fat Brother."

Xiao Feng took it and said, "Hey, fat man, what's the matter."

“Are you in the manor?”

"right."

"Wait for me, I'll go there right away." Pang Dahai finished speaking and hung up the phone.

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows. Fat Hai was so serious, what happened? Could it be that the matter of the Prison Fire Group? When he thought of the terrible terror of the Prison Fire Group, he had a headache. I hope he would not face the Prison Fire Group.

No matter how beautiful the fireworks are, they will eventually come to an end. After setting off the fireworks, everyone returned to the villa, talking and laughing, and it was very lively.
To be continued...