After the meal and drinking, it was already three o'clock in the afternoon.
"Mr. Xiao, it's great to drink with you," Xiao Ben said with a flushed face, blurry eyes and half-sixth degree of drunkenness.
"Haha, Xiao Ben, I told you, don't call me 'Mr. Xiao', you are older than me, just call me 'A Feng'," Xiao Feng said with a laugh.
Xiao Ben nodded: "Okay, then I'll ask you to go. I know a club nearby. Let's go and have fun."
"No, I'm very tired. I want to go back to the hotel to rest," Xiao Feng politely declined Xiao Ben's kindness.
Xiao Ben didn't force it, and smiled drunkenly: "Okay, let's go out to play another day."
Hong Ming and Yan Lanshan both drank a lot, and both of them were not in a good mood. Naturally, they were a little drunk and were shaking when they walked.
Crab, on the other hand, kept in mind his role as a 'bodyguard' and did not take a sip of wine in order to be able to cope with any unexpected situation.
"Xiao Ben, let's go first," Xiao Feng's feet were a little fluttery.
"Okay, drive slowly and call me anytime if you need anything, just in case."
Xiao Feng and Crab drove away in the Grand Cherokee. After the car merged into the traffic flow, Xiao Ben, who was still drunk and blurry just now, immediately woke up, his eyes sparkled, and there was no trace of drunkenness at all.
"Old Ben, Lao Yan and I have all gone back," Hong Ming said loudly. He didn't notice the change in little Ben.
"Okay, you can go back," Xiao Ben didn't look like he was groveling in front of Hong Ming and Yan Lanshan. He straightened his back and had the aura of a superior person.
Hong Ming and Yan Lanshan took a taxi and left. Xiao Ben thought for a while, took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "I have been in contact with Xiao Feng and he is very strong."
"Haha, it's interesting to be strong,"
"Haha, I think so too," Xiao Ben smiled and hung up the phone.
In the Grand Cherokee, Xiao Feng, who was sitting in the passenger seat, no longer looked drunk at all. He sat upright and said, "Crab, what do you think of Xiao Ben?"
Seeing Xiao Feng so sober, Crab could not help but be stunned: "Brother Feng, aren't you drunk?"
"Haha, who said I was drunk?"
"Just now……"
"That was just an act. Xiao Ben was not drunk either." Xiao Feng took out his cigarette, lit it and took a puff: "People, the more they live, the more hypocritical they become."
Crab curled his lips. It was true. He had to pretend to be drunk even when he drank. Life was really tiring. "I saw him before, but I didn't care. Today, I think he is a master."
"Master, what should I say?" Xiao Feng raised the corner of his mouth.
"That's right, at least he's better than me," Crab nodded: "I don't know how to put it, it's an instinctive reaction to danger."
Xiao Feng smiled with satisfaction: "Very good, it is very rare to have such a reaction. Yes, he is a master, and his combat power is probably one point stronger than the demon sword. If the old man behind him is really that old man Feng, everything will be different It all explains it clearly, so how can a giant Buddha not have a few masters around it?"
"Lao Feng, what is it?" Crab asked casually.
"Haha, he is an old guy, a big shot who stomps his feet and makes the whole capital tremble." Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, old guy, are you with Mr. Zai Feng now?
"Oh," Crab didn't bother to care about stamping his feet and trembling three times. Anyway, as long as he didn't block Brother Feng's way, there would be no problem. "Brother Feng, let's go back to the hotel."
"Well, go back to the hotel, rest for a few hours, and meet Lao Wang in the evening," Xiao Feng arranged.
"Okay," Crab nodded, stopped talking, increased the accelerator, and drove towards the Brilliant Hotel.
Returning to the hotel room, Xiao Feng frowned slightly because he found that the room had been cleaned. He immediately opened the closet and breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that the password box was still inside.
"Someone came in and cleaned up," Crab also frowned.
Xiao Feng thought for a while, picked up his mobile phone, and dialed the number of the service desk below: "My room does not need to be cleaned from now on."
"Yes, sir,"
Xiao Feng hung up the phone and gave the password box to Crab: "Let it go to your room first, and I'll take a shower."
"Okay," Crab took it and carried it back to his room.
Xiao Feng also returned to his room, took off his clothes and walked into the bathroom. After taking a comfortable hot bath, he lay down in the bathtub and fell asleep.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a knock on the door. Xiao Feng opened his eyes: "What's the matter?"
"Brother Feng, someone is looking for you,"
"Looking for me," Xiao Feng was stunned, got out of the bathtub, wiped his body casually, put on a bath towel and came out: "Who is looking for me,"
"Boy, I forgot our agreement," a slightly older voice sounded from the sofa in the living room.
"Grandpa Nangong," Xiao Feng's eyes widened. No matter what, he never expected that the person looking for him would be Nangong Jishi, "How did you find him here?"
"Haha, even if the person I want to find is hiding in a mouse's nest, I can dig it out." The person on the sofa stood up with a smile. It wasn't Nangong Ji.
"Uh, I'm not a mouse." Xiao Feng felt relieved when he thought about the power of the Nangong family. Although Mr. Jing did not introduce the Nangong family in detail, but from a few words, one meaning was revealed, that is, the Nangong family is very strong. Very strong.
"I didn't say that," Nangong Ji shook his head and took a look at Xiao Feng's body: "Well, he's a lot stronger than the last time we saw him."
"Hehe," Xiao Feng smiled, suddenly thought of something, and said excitedly: "Grandpa Nangong, you are here to teach me the thirty-six ways of golden needles,"
"Well," Nangong Ji nodded, picked up a small box on the sofa: "Go to your room,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng nodded hurriedly and took Nangong Jishi to his room: "Grandpa Nangong, how do you practice? Once you learn it, will you be able to kill people invisible?"
"..." Nangong Ji looked at Xiao Feng like he was an idiot: "You must have read too many martial arts novels,"
"Well, no, I've watched too many anti-Japanese dramas," Xiao Feng grinned: "In those anti-Japanese TV dramas, the anti-Japanese heroes are more powerful than the others. Embroidery needles kill people invisible, and they are more powerful than machine guns."
"That's all nonsense," Nangong Ji looked at the wound on Xiao Feng's neck: "I was injured last night."
"Small injury, I was almost killed by a female killer." Xiao Feng didn't care at all: "Grandpa Nangong, let's get started."
"Wait, you lie down on the bed first," Nangong Jishi shook his head and pointed to the big bed.
"Oh," Xiao Feng nodded and lay on the bed.
Nangong Ji opened the box he carried with him, took out thirty-six golden needles from it, walked to the bed: "Don't move," and after saying that, he inserted thirty-six golden needles into the acupuncture points on Xiao Feng's back.
"Why are you so cold?" Xiao Feng didn't feel much pain, so he turned around and asked.
"Well, it will be fine later," Nangong Ji did not explain and sat on the chair next to him.
In about ten minutes, Nangong Ji took out the golden needles one by one and put them back into the box: "Get up,"
Xiao Feng turned over and stretched his arms: "Hey, I feel a lot more relaxed."
"Haha," Nangong Ji smiled and looked at Xiao Feng: "If you want to learn the golden needle killing technique, you have to study hard and practice hard, otherwise it will be useless."
"Yeah," Xiao Feng nodded. No matter what you want to learn, you have to work hard. He understands this truth.
"Here, practice with this first," Nangong Jishi took out a small bag and handed it to Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng took it and was dumbfounded: "A needle for sewing clothes."
"Yes, this thing is hard and easier to practice than gold needles." Nangong Ji nodded, said a few skills, and pointed to the closet: "When can you get three points into the wood, then learn the next step."
"..." Xiao Feng was speechless. This wardrobe is not one of those cheap ones. It is made entirely of solid wood. It would be difficult to master it without a year and a half of practice.
"Why, I'm afraid, I can't bear the hardship," Nangong Ji asked mockingly.
"How is that possible?" Xiao Feng grabbed a needle, raised his hand, and shot it towards the closet.
‘Pop’, a slight sound, the sewing needle can be inserted a little bit.
"Wrist strength and waist strength must be coordinated well, just like this," Nangong Ji took one, raised his hand, and half of the sewing needle was inserted.
Xiao Feng was horrified. If this shot were to hit the vital parts of a human body, it would really feel like killing someone invisible.
"Okay, I've told you some steps, tips and attention methods. You should practice more diligently. I'm leaving." Nangong Ji stroked his beard and picked up the golden needle.
"Grandpa Nangong, have you seen my grandpa?" Xiao Feng thought of something and asked hurriedly.
"Well, that's where I came from," Nangong Ji nodded: "The old guy asked me to give you a few words,"
"What words,"
"You are his grandson Jing Moxian. You can't suffer anything. Anyone in the capital owes you anything. He will take it back with interest this time, even if it causes a bloody storm in the capital."
Xiao Feng's heart trembled slightly, and then a warmth arose: "He..."
"A Feng, don't let him down, he has high expectations for you," Nangong Ji patted Xiao Feng's shoulder and said seriously.
"Well, no," Xiao Feng nodded heavily.
"Okay, I'm leaving," Nangong Ji didn't stay any longer, turned around and walked outside.
"I'll see you off, Grandpa Nangong," Xiao Feng hurriedly followed. If it weren't for the lack of clothes, he would have delivered it to the door of the hotel.
Nangong Ji left, Xiao Feng returned to the room, picked up the sewing needle on the bed, walked slowly to the closet, looked at the needle that Nangong Ji had inserted, his eyes were slightly cold: "Killing is invisible. "
In the next few hours, Xiao Feng hardly rested. He took a sewing needle and imitated Nangong Jishi, practicing again and again until his hands were sore and his waist was numb, and he stopped.
"Brother Feng, we should go find Lao Wang," the night was getting dark and crabs came in from outside.
"Okay," Xiao Feng, who was lying on the big bed, straightened up like a carp, stood up, and quickly put on his clothes, "Let's go,"
Xiao Feng and Crab went out again, heading towards the place they had agreed with Lao Wang. In the capital, Lao Wang was a very important card in his hand. He didn't need it at this time, let alone when.
