When Xiao Feng didn't know Murong Xue, he boasted to Wu Yanyan at the airport and said that he would let Murong Xue dine at the same table with him in the future. Now, it's time to realize the boast.
Xiao Feng believes in a saying, as a human being, you must work hard, not for anything else, just for the big and small things you have boasted about. If you can complete the things you have boasted about, then you are great, man.
"Brother Feng, I'm not late, am I?" Wu Yanyan kept wiping his sweat and carefully scanning the Tianmen boys with their sinister faces from the corner of his eye.
Xiao Feng patted Wu Yanyan on the shoulder and looked him up and down: "Hey, you're not late. Boy, you look very handsome today."
"Haha, it's not for the goddess's concert," Wu Yanyan scratched his head and grinned stupidly.
Xiao Feng nodded, looked around, and snapped his fingers coolly: "Let's go, don't wait outside, I'll take you in to meet Murong Xue,"
"Okay," several girls nodded excitedly.
When the Tianmen boys saw that the bosses were about to leave, they all looked around cautiously, with their right hands thrust into their wide trouser pockets. If you were an expert, you would be able to tell that these Tianmen boys all had pistols stuffed in their trouser pockets.
"Damn, the people in Tianmen are so awesome," many gangsters said with envy.
"Hang around well, I will become a man like Huo Tian in the future," a gangster said, stroking his beard.
"It's just you, you idiot, I can't run as fast as you in a fight," another gangster said mockingly.
The gangster's face turned a little red at the beginning, and he said forcefully: "I asked you to hold on first, while I went to call someone."
"Well, next time I go to call someone, you can do it," another gangster said sincerely.
Enthusiasm is high outside, and work is also in full swing inside the stadium. The staff are busy making final preparations, the sound engineer is adjusting the sound, and the lighting engineer is constantly turning on the lights... Even the security guards in the stadium are all presentable. He stood at the door, holding the baton in his right hand and staring outside.
On the stage, Murong Xue was doing the final rehearsal, frowning from time to time, or smiling from time to time.
Jenny Merkel, this beauty with quite a foreign style, was particularly conspicuous. She said something in fluent Chinese, and Murong Xue nodded frequently.
The people on the stage who were concentrating on the stage did not notice the visiting people below. However, Xiao Feng frowned. There were so many people who came to visit. Flowers and gifts, are they trying to pick up girls?
Xiao Feng felt a little unhappy. He glanced at the rich second generation and found that there were many acquaintances, such as Zhou Bing, the young master of the Zhou family, Bi Qianjun, the young master of the Bi family, Wang Xi, the young master of the Wang family, etc. What surprised him most was that, Feng Laoer is actually here too.
Feng Laoer also noticed Xiao Feng, said hello to him, waved his hand, and motioned for him to come over.
"Damn, this fat pig is getting lazier and lazier," Xiao Feng cursed secretly and said to the people around him, "You guys wait here, I'll go over and have a chat."
After Xiao Feng finished speaking, he walked toward Feng Laoer with his shoulders swaying. Before he arrived, his mocking voice rang out: "Old boy, how old are you, and you still come to chase stars?"
"Haha," Feng Laoer pointed to the seat next to him: "Boy, sit down."
Xiao Feng was not polite, sat down on the chair, picked up the cigarette case in front of Feng Laoer, took out a cigarette, lit it, and stuffed the cigarette into his pocket: "Tell me, what do you want from me?"
Feng Laoer was already accustomed to Xiao Feng's rogue behavior. It was just a pack of cigarettes. However, he still laughed and scolded: "Boy, you are almost becoming a bandit."
"Haha, don't praise me, don't talk nonsense, what are you doing here?" Xiao Feng had something on his mind, so naturally he was not in the mood to spank Feng Laoer.
Feng Laoer took a puff of his cigarette, and when Xiao Feng showed his impatience, he said with a smile: "Boy, what do you think Murong Xue looks like?"
"That's right, what's wrong, old boy, don't fucking tell me that you are interested in her," Xiao Feng said with a glare.
Feng Laoer rolled his eyes: "What are you talking about? How can I be so shameless?"
"Fuck, you old boy have done so many shameless things," Xiao Feng threw a middle finger to Feng Laoer, expressing his contempt.
Feng Laoer stared at Xiao Feng, his eyes were as speechless and innocent as if he was passing by a naked girl and was mistaken for a sex offender.
For a long time, Feng Laoer uttered something that made Xiao Feng a little crazy: "I am old and can't play anymore, but my son is young, and he is also very good. I picked and chose, and finally decided to let Murong Xue be my son." Daughter-in-law, hey, if you get married this year, you can have a grandchild next year,”
The all-powerful Feng Laoer, who was in charge of the lives and deaths of tens of thousands of people, disappeared. At this time, he was just like an ordinary old father, a father who worried about his son. Even if he was stronger, he could not escape. The old man wanted to hurry up. It’s cliche to have a grandson, and I can’t wait to arrange a marriage for my son.
Only then did Feng Long have a chance to interject. He shrugged and smiled bitterly: "Dad, I've already told you that I don't want to get married. Didn't you also say that? I'm still young and I want to play for a few more years. ah,"
"If you don't want to get married, you can consider it. As long as you and Murong Xue raise a grandson or granddaughter for me to play with, it's up to you whether you get married or not," Feng Laoer thought for a while and said seriously.
Feng Long was about to cry. The old man was not thinking about himself. He was clearly treating himself as a stallion. Alas, it was just a matter of fun for him. If he wanted a celebrity to be his wife, there would be too many right and wrongs. Even if he was a cuckold, he would not be able to count. come.
"Boy, why don't you say anything? Murong Xue can match Da Long," Feng Laoer looked at Murong Xue on the stage, becoming more and more satisfied.
Xiao Feng looked at Feng Laoer resentfully and slowly said: "Old boy, do you want your son to compete with me for a woman?"
"Ah," Feng Laoer was stunned.
Feng Long was quite funny. He grinned: "Dad, did you see it? I told you that Brother Feng is interested in Murong Xue. You still don't believe it."
"Go, go, sir, don't interrupt when you are talking," Feng Laoer yelled at Feng Long angrily, making Feng Long obediently shut his mouth.
Xiao Feng put out his cigarette and blew a puff of smoke on Feng Laoer's face: "Old boy, don't joke with me. With your power, you won't know about my relationship with Murong Xue. Well, let me think about it. , How could the dignified Mr. Feng from Jiuquan come to watch the concert like this? Because Murong Xue, no, I don’t think it will be that simple, "
"Hahaha, since you kid has guessed it all, you can't play anymore. Grandma, I got news that it will be lively here today. I was afraid that you kid wouldn't be able to hold up the scene, so I turned down all the entertainment and came here to give You are the one holding the show," Feng Laoer patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder and said with a smile.
Xiao Feng frowned slightly, wondering what was going on. Just when he was about to ask, an arrogant voice came from the door: "Get out of the way. You dare to block Master Hao's way. Are you looking for death?"
"Master Hao, is that the helmsman of the Hao family, Hao Ren?" Xiao Feng stared at the door and asked calmly.
Feng Laoer smiled and nodded: "Well, what do you think of this person?"
Xiao Feng half-squinted his eyes, his dark and deep eyes shone with light, and carefully looked at Hao Ren at the door.
Standing at the door, Hao Ren was wearing a champagne-colored suit and gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. He looked like a scholar. However, with his mustache and raised eyebrows, he showed his domineering attitude, even if he stood there. Without saying a word, the aura of a superior person has already spread throughout the air. This kind of aura cannot be cultivated in a day and a night, especially the cold light that flashes in his eyes from time to time, which definitely makes people dare not Look directly.
"It's very dangerous," Xiao Feng withdrew his gaze and said seriously.
Feng Laoer sneered: "You think very highly of him,"
"Haha, is he what you call lively?"
Feng Laoer shook his head: "It's far more than that."
A minute later, Xiao Feng understood what Feng Lao Er meant. It was indeed very lively. First of all, the head of the Zhou family came in with a smile accompanied by Zhou Bing and Zhou Xingxing.
"A guy who eats people without spitting out their bones," Xiao Feng made a timely comment.
As soon as Xiao Feng finished his review, the leaders of the Wang family and the Bi family, protected by many bodyguards, walked into the gymnasium in a swaggering manner and greeted Hao Ren.
"What's going on?" Huo Tian was in Jiuquan, and he was no longer the gangster he was before. The growth of Tianmen allowed him to get in touch with and understand the upper class society in Jiuquan. Although he had never seen these big guys in person, he had seen photos. Less times.
Now that he saw the heads of the 'Hao', 'Wang', 'Bi', and 'Zhou' families all coming, he was beating a drum in his heart. The most important thing was that Huo Tian knew that the three families of Hao, Wang, and Bi were all here. He had a grudge against Xiao Feng, so he couldn't calm down even if he wanted to.
Xiao Feng shook his head gently: "It's okay, just think they are here to listen to the concert,"
"Uh, how is this possible?" Huo Tian rolled his eyes and turned to look at Feng Laoer: "Second Master, what's going on?"
"Haha, they are here to trouble Xiao Feng," Feng Laoer threw a cigar to Huo Tian and said with a smile.
Huo Tian was furious in his heart and said viciously: "Damn it, if they dare to trouble Brother Feng, they are making the entire Tianmen an enemy. I really don't believe it. I have so many Tianmen disciples that I can't defeat them."
Feng Laoer glanced at Huo Tian, and said with a sincere smile: "Boy, I have always admired you, because you are very similar to me when I was young, brave and resourceful, but let me tell you, in today's society, it is not The one who has more people is the boss. This principle works in a simple circle like ***, but it is of no use outside the circle. I think back then, I realized this and got here step by step."
The more Xiao Feng listened, the more something was wrong. Damn it, are you educating the younger generation, or are you praising yourself in disguise? I'm brave and resourceful. Bah.
"No matter what, if they dare to touch Brother Feng, they are the enemies of Tianmen,"
"Yes, our Feng family and Brother Feng are advancing and retreating together," Feng Long said in a deep voice, with determination on his face.
Feng Laoer looked back at Feng Long and curled his lips: "When I was your age, I knew better about profit distribution than you. However, it is a good thing for young people to be loyal. I support you."
"Hehe," Feng Long grinned.
"Damn it, is it the Ghost Festival tonight? These ghosts, ghosts and snake spirits that are rarely seen in normal times are popping up." Suddenly, Huo Tian stared at the door and shouted with a twitching corner of his mouth,
