When Xiao Feng heard Nong Qing's words, his expression was a little strange. There were three or two big cats and kittens. If Wuming, Pang Dahai and the others were cats, then would there be any tigers in the world?
"Let's go, sister, I'll take you to meet the big cats and kittens," Xiao Feng held his affectionate hand and walked into the large conference room.
As soon as the two of them entered the door, they attracted everyone's attention. Some of them who knew Neng Qing were surprised. Unexpectedly, Xiao Feng also brought her here. Those who didn't know her began to guess who this beautiful girl was. ah.
"Come, let me introduce to you my god-sister, Nengqing," Xiao Feng said while looking at everyone.
Godsister, most people look at her with a playful look. The godsons these days are probably ‘god’ sisters. Godsisters are probably even less reliable than godfathers.
"Well, you are all here," his passionate eyes swept over the fat man one by one, killing him three times, and finally landed on Wuming.
Wuming looked at Nong Qing, a fighting spirit rose faintly, and took a step forward: "Last time there was no distinction between high and low, let's continue,"
"Haha, I'm too lazy to talk to you. I'm here to help my brother, not to fight with you." He smiled affectionately and charmingly, then turned around and hugged Xiao Feng: "Yes, although there are only three or four masters, it should be enough. ,"
There were three or four masters. As soon as they said the passionate words, everyone's expressions became wonderful. What do these girls mean? Could it be that Wuming and the others are masters, so what are they, just cabbage?
"Chief, who is this bitch?" Anan, who had just lost to Xiao Feng, learned the lesson this time and asked Pang Dahai in a low voice instead of loudly: "She is too crazy, right?"
Pang Dahai gave a wry smile: "Boy, she has crazy capital. Even I am probably no match for her."
"Ah," Anan and others were shocked, this girl is so powerful.
"Ahem, sister, in fact, everyone here is a master," Xiao Feng coughed, fearing that everyone would be embarrassed, so he quickly changed the subject: "Sister, since you decided to stay, then I have a task for you."
Nongqing nodded: "Well, you tell me,"
"Sister, actually the primary target of various violent organizations this time is not me, but Zhang Yu," Xiao Feng said, pointing at Zhang Yu.
"Hello, sister Nongqing," Zhang Yu had met Nongqing once and knew how scary this girl was.
She smiled affectionately and charmingly: "Hey, it's another handsome guy,"
"..." Xiao Feng almost couldn't hold back and slapped Nongqing's butt, daring to tease his brother.
Zhang Yu smiled shyly: "Thank you Sister Nongqing for the compliment, I'm not as handsome as Brother Feng,"
"Well, I think so too. My brother is the most handsome," Nongqing 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 passion become so showy? In comparison, he prefers it when the passion is ruthless and murderous. Of course, he prefers the time when the passion is rippling in bed.
Throughout the afternoon, everyone who should come, including Hussein and others, rushed to the Golden Triangle, ready to help Xiao Feng overcome this difficulty.
It cannot be said that it is not a feat to single-handedly counter the violent organizations of several superpowers. Not many 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, the ace of hearts came, and he threw a file bag to Zhang Yu: "Here, let's take a look,"
Zhang Yu took it out, looked at it carefully, and finally felt dissatisfied: "What the hell, the photo made me look so ugly."
"Haha..." The Ace of Hearts was happy. As expected of Xiao Feng's brother, he was still struggling with this thing after all.
Xiao Feng threw a cigarette to the Ace of Hearts: "You went to see the FBI people, what did they say?"
"When they came to the Golden Triangle, their first goal was to kill Zhang Yu," the ace of hearts said about the news they heard from Kress.
Xiao Feng nodded: "People from the FBI are here, and people from other violent organizations should be arriving at the Golden Triangle soon. Come on, we have set up a dragnet. We are not afraid that they will come, but we are afraid that they will not come."
A bell rang. When Xiao Feng saw the number above, his eyes shrank, he stood up and came to a deserted place: "Hey, old man,"
"A Feng, you are in trouble,"
"Trouble, what trouble?" Xiao Feng was stunned, he had never stopped having trouble.
"You are being targeted by the British high-level officials. They will blame you for everything that happens in London," the Prime Minister said in a solemn tone.
Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and finally realized the seriousness of the problem: "What's the news?"
"The British Deputy Prime Minister has sent a letter and cable, hoping that we will cooperate and hand you over to them to go to London for trial,"
Xiao Feng frowned, thought about it, and finally thought of Zhan Lei. It seemed that the problem was with him, "Then what?"
"The matter has been suppressed for the time being, but the British side continues to exert pressure. It should not be long before international public opinion will be huge and the target will be directed at you."
"Haha, old man, what do you mean, do you want to sacrifice me and then deal with international public opinion?" Suddenly, Xiao Feng showed a smile, but it was quite helpless.
"Of course not," the Prime Minister's voice left no doubt: "Ah Feng, the country has already failed you once, and will never fail you a second time."
Xiao Feng felt a little better: "Old man, what about international public opinion?"
"Huh, if they want to make a fuss, let them make a fuss. They don't have any evidence anyway," the Prime Minister made up his mind, whether it was from Mr. Jing's side or selfishly, he would protect Xiao Feng.
"Thank you, old man,"
"Ah Feng, leave the matter here to me. You have to be careful over there. They won't sanction you from one side alone," the old prime minister warned.
"Well, I see,"
"Okay, I'll hang up now. If anything happens, I will contact you at any time,"
Xiao Feng put down his mobile phone and felt tired for a while. What on earth was he pursuing? At this moment, he suddenly felt very tired. He lit a cigarette, leaned on the sofa, and smoked quietly. Soon the smoke enveloped his face.
After smoking a cigarette, Xiao Feng stood up and walked out: "It's getting late, let's go and have a rest." After that, he opened the door of the conference room and left.
"What's wrong with Brother Feng?" Zhang Yu, who had grown up together with Xiao Feng, noticed something was wrong with Xiao Feng.
"have no idea,"
When Xiao Feng disappeared at the door, Wuming stood up and said, "No one is allowed to follow. I will kill anyone who follows." As soon as he finished speaking, the murderous aura filled the air, and it was so terrifying.
Xiao Feng walked out of the camp step by step and came to the short mountain where he was dueling with Sansha. He took a deep breath and sat on the ground.
"Wind," a voice sounded behind Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng did not move, looking into the distance: "I'm a little tired,"
"I'm tired," Wuming, dressed in black robe, sat next to Xiao Feng: "Whose call is it?"
"Haha, let's not talk about this anymore," Xiao Feng shook his head and looked at Wuming: "Why are you here?"
"I don't trust you,"
"Wu Ming, you said this road, should I continue walking on it?" 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 be with you and be your shadow," Wuming's tone was calm, but extremely serious.
Xiao Feng exhaled a puff of smoke: "What if I die?"
"Then I'll accompany you,"
Xiao Feng smiled and held Wuming's shoulder with one hand: "Haha, you are still like this,"
Wuming was hugged by Xiao Feng's shoulders, and his body trembled slightly: "I'm serious,"
"Well, I know," Xiao Feng nodded and squeezed Wuming's slightly thin shoulders: "I won't die,"
Neither of them spoke anymore, they just sat quietly on the top of the mountain, the moonlight making their shadows grow longer...
A ringtone broke the tranquility on the top of the mountain. Xiao Feng picked up the phone and pressed the answer button: "Hey, old guy,"
"You know everything," Mr. Jing's voice came over.
"Oh, I see,"
"A Feng, don't worry, as long as I'm here, no one dares to touch you,"
"Haha, old guy, I won't hurt you, right?"
"Ah Feng, remember, you are my grandson, Jing Moxian. Even if you poke a hole in the sky, I, Jing Moxian, will fix it for you," Elder Jing's voice was slow but domineering.
Xiao Feng felt sour in his heart, 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, then paused: "When you come back, I'll tell you a secret."
"Secret, what secret,"
"If you want to know, then come back alive," Mr. Jing said, and hung up the phone before Xiao Feng could say anything else.
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 stands in my way, I will kill him without mercy," Xiao Feng said the last three words very hard.
"Well," Wuming, dressed in black robe, stood beside Xiao Feng, just like his true shadow.
This night was sleepless for many people. 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 kills Zhang Yu can be the winner of the Golden Triangle and get a piece of the cake more than anyone else.
At the same time, under the manipulation of the United Kingdom, international public opinion has put great pressure on Chinese officials. Even the United Nations has become involved, hoping that China can consider the overall international situation and hand over the gangsters who caused unrest in London.
China, which has always attached great importance to diplomacy, changed its usual good-mouthed attitude this time and firmly stated that no matter what Chinese citizens have done, it is not their turn to be sanctioned by foreign countries.
In the capital, several giants in the imperial court were divided into two factions, and the discussion was intense, and the topic they discussed was decidedly, Xiao Feng.
The kind-hearted Prime Minister who often appears on TV is also on the list. He is naturally a representative of the "Xiao" faction.
"I don't agree with handing over Xiao Feng, otherwise, who would dare to serve the country again, again and again, this is our attitude towards meritorious ministers,"
"But public opinion is getting louder and louder, why not sacrifice Xiao Feng," someone else retorted.
"Whoever dares to sacrifice my grandson, I will make his whole family sacrifice," suddenly, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the door.
