Xiao Feng passed the news he got from Mr. Ma to Xiao Yun. When the latter learned that his parents might be in Hong Kong, he immediately said that he would send people to Hong Kong to investigate and investigate secretly.
At three o'clock in the morning, a text message woke Xiao Feng from his sleep. He opened his inbox, looked at the text message, and sneered at the corner of his mouth.
After quickly getting dressed, Xiao Feng drove away from Yonghe Street alone and went straight to the destination in the text message. When he got there, he got out of the car and tightened his windbreaker.
"It's so cold. It would be so comfortable to sleep with a girl in my arms, but now I have to go out and kill someone," Xiao Feng muttered as he leaned against the car, his high collar covering half of his body. Make a face.
A hundred meters away, there was a large nightclub with flashing neon lights. Even though it was late at night, there were still a lot of people at the door. Many drunk people staggered out of it, swearing.
"Boy, don't block the way, get out of the way," a drunkard staggered towards Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng didn't move. The drunkard was furious and stretched out his hand to push him: "Male Gobi, didn't you hear what I said?"
‘Bang’, Xiao Feng kicked out, and the drunkard flew out, hit a car, and fell unconscious.
"It's okay to drink, but if the wine is not good, it will easily kill someone," Xiao Feng muttered and continued to stare at the door of the nightclub.
After another ten minutes, Xiao Feng was a little impatient. He decided that if the other party still didn't come out, then he would go in and kill him. Originally, his action was enough to give him face, but he didn't come out yet.
Just when Xiao Feng was getting impatient, several young people came out of the nightclub. Each of them had a girl in their arms, laughing and swaying. They had obviously drunk too much.
"With this virtue, just send someone here." Xiao Feng shook his head. The other party was not worthy of his ace of spades personally, but since he was here, the other party's life would be on the line with the Lord of Hell.
"Let's go get a room," a young man with a cast on his arm said loudly, using his remaining good hand to squeeze the breast of the girl in his arms.
"Oh, it hurts," the girl said coquettishly, wiggling her buttocks.
"Fuck, it doesn't matter if it hurts. I'll hurt you later." The young man said obscenities, waved his hands to the others, and walked towards a BMW x6 with the girl in his arms.
"Master Ze, is one enough? Why don't I give you my horse to play with," a young man shouted in a flattering tone.
The young man turned his head and looked at it, giving a thumbs up: "Boy, you have a great future, haha, okay, your mama, come with me, I will pamper her tonight."
"Quick, follow Mr. Ze and let you try Mr. Ze's majesty. You're so numb. It's not like I can't feed you. Mr. Ze can definitely make you feel comfortable." The young man pushed the girl in his arms. He said, deliberately trying to please.
"Haha, that's right, Mr. Ze is so powerful, of course he is much better than you," the girl laughed, not angry at all, ran a few steps and rushed into the young man's arms.
Xiao Feng watched this almost absurd scene coldly, with a sneer on his lips, and walked towards the young man next to the BMW x6.
The young man held the two girls in his arms and was about to turn around and get into the car when he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his waist, as if a red-hot iron chopstick had penetrated his body, and he couldn't help but let out a miserable cry.
"Xiao Ze, I will send you to hell to have sex with a female ghost." Xiao Feng pulled out the three-edged military thorn, and blood spurted out along with the blade.
"It's...it's you..." Xiao Ze turned his head, widened his eyes, and looked at this familiar face with some horror: "Xiao..."
'Pfft', Xiao Feng didn't wait for Xiao Ze to speak again, and said harshly: "If you want to blame me, I can only blame you for standing in Xiao Guan's team." After saying that, he pulled out the three-edged military thorn again and looked at They no longer looked at Xiao Ze, turned around and left.
Xiao Ze's body shook, and blood spurted out from the two blood holes. It was as if all the strength in his body had been drained. Finally, he could no longer hold on and fell into a pool of blood.
At this time, the two girls seemed to have reacted. Looking at Xiao Ze in a pool of blood, they both held their heads and let out ear-piercing screams: "Ah,"
Several young people were also stunned in place. Who dared to kill Xiao Ze from the Xiao family? But when they looked again, Xiao Feng had already driven away and there was no one there.
Xiao Ze was lying on the cold ground. He could clearly feel that with the loss of blood, the heat in his body seemed to be gradually disappearing, and his whole body began to feel cold.
"Gruck..." Xiao Ze was so cold that his teeth were chattering, and his consciousness was gradually blurring. Was he going to die? He was unwilling to accept it. He had not yet killed Xiao Yun and sat at the helm of the Xiao family. , how can you die if you are not so glorious?
However, he can only think about these. If his life is gone, how can he care about these external objects? Before the last bit of consciousness disappeared, Xiao Feng's words rang in his ears, and a trace of hatred surged in his heart. He hated himself. Father, why are you on Xiao Guan's side? Otherwise, you wouldn't have died, right?
"Call quickly and take Mr. Ze to the hospital," finally, a young man yelled and took out his cell phone to make a call.
There was a panic at the door of the nightclub, with people calling and shouting...
Soon, people from the nightclub also came out. When they found out that the dead person was Xiao Ze from the Xiao family, the person in charge's blood ran cold all over his body, and he sat down on the ground in fear. It's over, it's over.
For Xiao Feng, killing Xiao Ze was really not a challenge. It was as simple as eating and drinking. However, he still chose to send the Xiao family members on their way in person.
Xiao Feng knew that Xiao Ze, who had been stabbed by two military thorns, could not save himself even if he was sent to the hospital as quickly as possible. The three-edged military thorn, a sharp bloodletting weapon, hit both vital points. Not to mention ordinary doctors, even Nangong Ji was here. Even if he is dead, he can't be saved.
Back on Yonghe Street, Xiao Feng parked the car, returned to his room, took off his windbreaker, lay on the bed again, and fell asleep quickly, not taking the murder seriously at all.
Everything was as peaceful as if he had gone out for a late-night snack just now, finished eating, came back, and continued to sleep. Not many people knew that Xiao Ze, a mere Xiao Ze, could actually be personally responsible for it.
"Good job." When Xiao Feng woke up in the morning, he turned on his phone and there was such a text message on it.
Xiao Feng raised the corner of his mouth, lit a cigarette, and replied: "The next one is Xiao Jian, right? If my son dies, it's my turn."
"Well, just wait for my news,"
"Okay," Xiao Feng finished sending the text message, went to the bathroom to wash up, put on his clothes, and drove to the hotel in the city center.
Xiao Feng seldom forgets what Mr. Jing told him. Yesterday, Mr. Jing said that he should come here this morning to meet someone.
When he arrived at the hotel, Xiao Feng called Mr. Jing, went to the restaurant to order breakfast, then took it to the elevator and came to the door of the luxury suite.
"Old guy, I bought you breakfast," the door opened, Xiao Feng raised the breakfast in his hand and said in a flattering way.
Mr. Jing took it, turned around and walked back: "I guess you have a conscience,"
"Hey, didn't you help me yesterday? I have to reward you," Xiao Feng grinned, followed in, and closed the door.
When he arrived at the living room, Xiao Feng looked at the tea set on the table and was stunned: "Old guy, there were really guests last night."
"Well," Mr. Jing put the breakfast on the table, opened it, and started eating.
"Oh my god, you are so old that you are dating an old lover," Xiao Feng exclaimed exaggeratedly.
‘Pa’, there was a muffled sound, Xiao Feng covered his head and jumped up, screaming: “Oh, why did you hit me?”
A broken sanitary chopstick fell to the ground. It was the weapon that attacked Xiao Feng just now.
"If you talk nonsense again, I will kick you downstairs," Mr. Jing said calmly.
Xiao Feng stroked the bag on his head and was shocked. He felt that he had underestimated the old guy. With him now, he was hit by one of his chopsticks without any reaction. What a terrifying thing it was. .
If it were anyone else, let alone a chopstick or a knife, it probably wouldn't be able to hurt him. That natural reaction was enough for his body to subconsciously avoid some harm, but he couldn't avoid Mr. Jing's one. Chopsticks.
"Let me tell you, old guy, how strong are you," Xiao Feng couldn't help but ask again.
"You just need to remember that I am better than you," Mr. Jing replied, then ignored Xiao Feng and concentrated on enjoying his breakfast.
"..." Xiao Feng was speechless when he heard this answer that was not an answer. These old guys all have the same virtues, and each of them is better at pretending than the other. Could it be that they would die if they didn't pretend?
"It tastes good," Mr. Jing said after finishing his meal, he wiped his mouth and commented on Xiao Feng's breakfast.
"Of course it's good. This is a platinum five-star hotel. How can the breakfast not be delicious?" Xiao Feng rolled his eyes: "Old guy, you have eaten it. You should tell me who you want me to see today."
Mr. Jing looked at the time and nodded: "He should be coming soon,"
"who,"
Mr. Jing shook his head and pointed to the door: "Go and open the door. He has already arrived."
Xiao Feng was shocked. He had no feelings, but the old guy actually heard it. He maintained a trace of doubt and opened the door, only to see an energetic old man standing outside.
"You..." When Xiao Feng saw this old man, the trace of doubt in his heart was instantly thrown away. His heart beat a few times and his body trembled slightly: "It's... it's you,"
"Ah Feng, you are surprised to see me," the old man said with a smile on his face, but he was also excited inside. This was the first time he had a formal face-to-face communication with his grandson in more than 20 years.
"Boy, why don't you invite your grandpa to come in?" Old Jing's voice sounded. The person who came was none other than Xiao Feng's grandpa, Xiao Ye, the helmsman of the Xiao family.
Xiao Feng took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down: "You are here, please come in quickly,"
"Okay, okay," Xiao Ye nodded, a little bit out of sorts, and his old eyes were red.
