There was a hint of oldness and desolation in Mr. Jing's tone, which shocked Xiao Feng's heart, "Old guy, he's getting old."
Xiao Feng's eyes were a little red. Growing up, Mr. Jing rarely made any requests to him, let alone restricted what he could do. But now, the request he made was to let him "go back alive."
"Old guy, I will definitely go back alive," Xiao Feng's voice was low and serious.
"Haha, maybe one day my old bones will become braided, and I will have to have someone to carry the coffin," Mr. Jing chuckled.
Xiao Feng felt even worse in his heart, and his mood became unstable: "Old guy, what are you talking about? You are so healthy, you will have no problem living for another fifty years. When I get old, I will accompany you to water the water." How about spending time fishing?" At the end of the sentence, an inexplicable sadness surged into my heart, and two tears fell down from the corners of my eyes.
"Hahaha...boy, you're crying," Mr. Jing laughed.
"That's nonsense, why should I cry?" Xiao Feng could not admit it. He flicked away two tears with his fingers and sniffed.
As everyone knows, Mr. Jing on the other side of the phone also has hot eyes. Xiao Feng was raised by him. Although he is not his biological grandson, he is better than his biological grandson.
Xiao Feng calmed down, thought of the purpose of the call, and asked hurriedly: "Old guy, do you have accurate information about the Blood Jade Ancestral Dragon? I'm going to make a big deal tonight, just in case the Blood Jade Ancestral Dragon is among my few." In the target, wouldn’t that be too painful?”
"I have already asked Baililu, and he said that the Blood Jade Ancestral Dragon is in Retian Shi Palace," Mr. Jing also gathered his mood and said seriously.
"Atsuta Shrine," Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then became happy: "It turns out to be Atsuta Shrine in mgw. Haha, after the DJ show is over, I will go to mgw and then return to China from there."
"Well, you can arrange your own itinerary. Don't be brave and don't put yourself in a desperate situation. You must know that although rb is small, there are many masters. Remember that there is a sky outside the sky, and there are people outside the world."
Xiao Feng nodded: "I remember, old guy,"
"Okay, you don't need to worry about domestic matters. Lao Feng almost made you angry to death, but don't worry, I was by his side at the time," Mr. Jing said, then paused: "By the way, when I tried to burn bridges for you, The guys who added insult to injury are now dead, injured, and even thrown into Qincheng Prison. Except for a few people who cannot move for the time being, all others have been dealt with. After a while, the remaining few people will be I can't escape either, I will find them one by one,"
"..." Xiao Feng was shocked. What kind of disturbance did Mr. Jing create in the capital, and he actually killed a lot of people.
As one of the parties involved, Xiao Feng knew very well who was attacking him at that time and what level he was at. Think about it, he was the deputy instructor of Longyan and had great power. Who could defeat him? How can he be an ordinary character?
But now, within a few days, Mr. Jing has actually dealt with them all, especially the "few people" that Mr. Jing calls, Xiao Feng can vaguely guess that they are all those who can appear on CCTV news or even all day long. A big shot in the international news, if he stomps his feet a little, most of China will tremble at the level of a fierce man.
With his blood boiling, Xiao Feng clenched his fists. He was forced to leave Long Yan and transferred to a special department, and was finally kicked out of the country. Why didn't he hate it? He grew stronger step by step, so why didn't he hate it? The idea of 'a gentleman's revenge is never too late in ten years'.
There is no way, the person he has to face is too strong, and it is considered good to take revenge in ten years. Now, Qincheng Prison, what kind of place is it, specializes in imprisoning all kinds of outstanding people, such as political prisoners, if If you do not reach the provincial or ministerial level, you are not qualified to enter.
Has there been a bloody storm in the capital? Xiao Feng seemed to be able to imagine the scene in the capital. A dominant figure seeking justice for his grandson would turn the tide with a wave of his hand...
"Old guy..." Xiao Feng was a little dry and hesitated: "Let's stop here. The higher you go, the wider the involvement..."
Xiao Feng doesn't know the true identity of Mr. Jing, but he does know the identities of the big guys in the capital, such as Mr. Feng. Most of the descendants of the Feng family are in the political and business circles. The most powerful one is already a member of a certain team in the imperial court. .
Mr. Jing can be on an equal footing with Mr. Feng, and his own status can be lowered, but a tiger can't stand up to a pack of wolves. Xiao Feng is a little worried about Mr. Jing. Once it rebounds, Mr. Jing probably won't be able to suppress it. Therefore, he persuades Mr. Jing to come to That's it for now.
"Haha, old guys are now spreading their wings in the capital, cultivating batches of family children. But I, living in seclusion in Jiuquan for more than twenty years, have only trained you. You said, I, Jing Moxian's Grandson, are they a hundred times and a thousand times stronger than their descendants?" Mr. Jing said proudly and domineeringly.
"Haha..." Xiao Feng also laughed, secretly guessing in his heart that he must dig out Mr. Jing's identity. His story must be very legendary.
"Don't worry about me. They can't cause any trouble. Grandson, I will get back the debts they owe you one by one. No one can run away. Well, you can work hard in rb, as long as you don't put yourself in a desperate situation. , when you want to leave, call that number and he will be able to arrange for you to leave." The first half of Mr. Jing's sentence was very domineering, and the second half only contained concern for his grandson.
"Well, I understand...Grandpa," Xiao Feng nodded, opened his mouth, and changed his title.
"Hahaha, hang up. I will watch you through special channels. Do your job well and make a big fuss," Mr. Jing laughed and hung up the phone.
After hanging up the phone for a long time, his surging heart gradually calmed down. With Mr. Jing's permission, Xiao Feng finally let go of all worries. Since he is here, let's leave a deep memory for rb.
"Papa", there was a knock on the door, and Zhuge Xin came in from the outside: "Feng Lin is gone,"
Xiao Feng turned his head and looked at Zhuge Xin: "Are you leaving? It's good to leave. Zhuge Xin, how about..."
"Don't talk nonsense, I know what you are going to say, I won't leave," Zhuge Xin shook his head and interrupted Xiao Feng's words.
"It's probably going to be really big. If you don't leave, even if you return to China, you won't be able to be Long Yan's deputy instructor," Xiao Feng said seriously.
"When did I ever become a deputy instructor just to prove that I am better than you?" Zhuge Xin snorted.
"..." Xiao Feng took a deep look at Zhuge Xin: "Even if you are dismissed, the superiors will not let you go. Long Yan is a sharp blade for the country, with astonishing authority, and you know too many secrets. I am afraid……"
"Will you kill me to silence me?" Zhuge Xin raised his eyebrows.
Xiao Feng hesitated and nodded: "I don't rule out this possibility. I didn't see it through at the beginning, but now I feel that I was already in a dead end. If my old man hadn't been inside, I would have been kicked out of the country, not to mention being kicked out. Erased,"
Zhuge Xin was silent for a long time, and then sighed: "Rather than go back and be killed, it's better to die in RB. At least you can become a martyr, haha..."
"I won't let you die," Xiao Feng looked at Zhuge Xin and a thought flashed through his mind.
"Okay, don't talk about it anymore. I'll leave it to fate whether I die or not. If I can't die in rb, someone will kill me when I go back. Haha, then I won't let them live in peace, including the Fang family," Zhuge Xin said with a cold look in his eyes. Flashed, turned and left the room.
Xiao Feng sat down, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and kept thinking in his mind. He didn't blow out the last smoke ring until he finished smoking the cigarette: "Maybe, it's really feasible," he said, shaking his head and suppressing it temporarily. After thinking about it, he took out his cell phone and contacted Xiaobei.
"Xiaobei, can you think of a way to broadcast live?"
"live streaming,"
"The explosion in the Metropolitan Police Department will be broadcast live. I want to slap the RB authorities hard," Xiao Feng said with a sinister smile.
"It's quite difficult, but I'll think of a way. Give me an hour,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng nodded, thought of something, and asked, "Is there any news about Wuming and Sansha?"
"No, they should be in Europe at this time,"
"Well, then you are busy first," Xiao Feng hung up the phone and was a little lost in thought. How is the poker situation going? His three-month vacation is about to end. Should he go back and take a look.
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Somewhere in Europe, there is an extremely luxurious secret manor.
This manor is nominally owned by a top tycoon in a certain European country, but in fact, it is one of poker's locations in Europe.
In the manor, strong men with guns can be seen everywhere, uniformly dressed in black suits, wearing black sunglasses, with headsets stuck on, and holding various weapons such as AK47 in their hands.
In the innermost part of the manor, at a doorway leading to the underground conference room, stood six burly young men, with alert eyes and murderous intent. They were all masters among masters.
There were six burly young men, all with different skin colors. Among them was one with dark eyes, black hair, and yellow skin. He should be from a certain country in Asia.
Going down a row of long stairs, there is a metal door. There are also six young people standing there, with the same different skin colors. Judging from the momentum, they are much stronger than the six outside.
As one of the three major organizations in the world, poker has an absolutely solid foundation. Although the recent civil strife has caused the entire poker industry to suffer some injuries, its strength is still strong.
"Xiao Wang's final selection is in this mission...(English)," a slightly magnetic voice sounded in the underground conference room.
In the conference room, there were more than twenty people sitting, all with mixed skin colors, ranging from yellow, white, black and even brown... The one who was speaking was a standard white man with a tall body, a straight nose, blue eyes, and yellow hair.
"Unnamed, final selection, are you confident?" Below, a white man lowered his voice and said to a man next to him who was completely shrouded in a black robe.
"Xiao Wang is mine, I will kill anyone who touches him," a cold and bone-chilling voice came from the black robe.
Resolutely, the man in black robe is none other than the number one of Sha Feng, Wuming, and next to him, sitting also is a man in black robe and wearing a devil mask.
"Haha, he is worthy of being chosen by the ace of spades. He is domineering. I like it," the white man chuckled, and turned to look at Sansha again: "Sanzai, the injuries on his body are no problem, right?"
"Well," a hoarse and harsh voice sounded in a low voice.
