Feng Shiren knocked his teacup on the table twice, signaling for everyone in the hall to be quiet. Then he looked at Duge and said, "Mr. Qi, let me tell you, what should we do next?"
"First, send people out to major towns to check out the old, weak, sick and disabled, and see if there is anyone who has suddenly improved or has a drastic change in temperament. If so, bring him back to the Feng family. It is better to catch the wrong person than let him go. After catching him,
Then, identify whether they are heavenly demons through their words and deeds; secondly, use the name of the martial arts conference to visit major families and sects in the name of competition, looking for the heavenly demons who have sneaked into the sects, recruit them if they can, and kill them if they cannot.
The Feng family is the only one." Duge gave the advice without hesitation.
As soon as the words fell.
Before Feng Shiren expressed his position, Feng Yunjie stood up first. He looked at Duge and said awkwardly: "Mr. Qi, I'm afraid it's not possible. The Feng family's martial arts are not outstanding. If something happens to me before the Wulin Conference, I'm afraid even the Wulin Conference
There is no chance to participate. You don’t know, other sects are eager to use the name of competition to kill the contestants of other sects participating in the martial arts conference in advance. After all, there are many treasures in the Qiao Family Holy Land, enough to change the fate of a family..."
Du Ge interrupted him and asked: "Third Young Master, how many people from the Feng family are participating in the martial arts conference?"
Feng Yunjie said: "There are five people who meet the requirements. I am a direct descendant of the Feng family, and the others are direct disciples of my father and second uncle. Mr. Seven, the martial arts tournament is to select rising stars in the world and make them famous. The limit is 20 to 25
Years of young people participated.”
"Is five people the limit?" Duger asked.
"No." Feng Yunjie replied, "There is only an age limit for martial arts competitions, but there is no limit on the number of people."
"Can Feng Jiu and I participate?" Du Ge asked again.
Feng Yunjie was stunned for a moment, looked at the two of them, and said: "Your age is no problem, but your martial arts skills may not even pass the preliminary rounds. In order to prevent gangsters from participating in the martial arts competition and affecting the viewing experience, the Qiao family will conduct a preliminary screening of the contestants.
All in all, I am the only one in the Feng family who is sure to pass the preliminary screening."
Recalling Feng Si's comments about the martial arts competition, Duge asked: "Third Young Master, have the children of the Feng family ever obtained good rankings and entered the Holy Land in participating in martial arts competitions in the past?"
This sentence touched the sore point of the Feng family. For a moment, everyone looked embarrassed and stopped talking.
Feng Yunjie blushed: "Mr. Qi, my martial arts qualifications are relatively excellent, and I am the Feng family's most promising candidate to get ranked and enter the Qiao family's holy land."
"That means no more!" Duge shook his head and said with a smile, "Third Young Master, maybe you were the only one who had the chance before, but it's different now. Don't forget, Feng Jiu and I are also members of the Feng family."
Several eyes invariably focused on Du Ge.
"It's still half a year before the martial arts conference is held. When the devil comes to the world, who can say for sure what will happen in half a year?" Du Ge walked back and forth for a few steps, finally stood still, fixed his eyes on the family master Feng Shiren, and said with a smile, "
Head of the family, the world has changed, and we must learn to look at problems from the perspective of development. As big as the heart is, the stage will be as big as it is. Maybe in half a year, the martial arts holy land of the Qiao family will change their surname to Feng."
Feng Shiren just picked up the tea cup and took a sip. As soon as Du Ge said this, the tea went cold and choked into his throat. He coughed a few times, recovered, and said helplessly: "Mr. Qi, this matter can only be discussed in the Feng family.
That’s all, don’t spread the word after you get out.”
"Master, keep your heart in mind, I have my own sense of discretion. The moment I stand up, I have been tied to the Feng family. We will both lose and prosper. We will not do anything that is not beneficial to the Feng family."
Duge nodded to Feng Shiren, then turned to Feng Yunjie, "Third Young Master, let's put aside the matter of robbing the holy land of martial arts for now. To take a step back, even if the world is not affected by the demon, and still develops according to the previous steps, we can kill other families in advance.
If you kill a few more seeded players, the Feng family’s chances of entering the Qiao family’s holy land will increase!”
"I think you have to have that ability." Feng Yunjie said sarcastically.
"Third Young Master, even if you have this ability, I cannot let you do it. Otherwise, once exposed, it will definitely bring disaster to the Feng family." Du Ge pointed at himself and Feng Jiu, and said with a smile, "For the sake of the Feng family
We will naturally take care of the stability and dirty work..."
Seeing Du Ge who was always thinking about the Feng family and willing to sacrifice, the Feng family looked at each other and for a moment, they didn't know what to say.
how to say?
Everything in front of them gave them an unreal feeling...
Feng Shiren didn't like Du Ge's boastful manner and frowned: "Mr. Qi, you should be more cautious in doing things."
"Master, time is running out." Du Ge sighed, "You don't understand the demons. They will seize all nutrients to grow. Just like me, I will protect the interests of the Feng family at all costs. Because the Feng family is prosperous, my ability is
will improve.
I know what the head of the family is worried about. We make the best plans, but also prepare for the worst. Once the assassination of other seeded players is exposed, the head of the family can push me out as a shield and blame everything on the devil. Then
At this time, other demons in the world should have already shown signs, and no one will doubt it. The Feng family can even use this to launch a vigorous demon-killing operation and take the opportunity to become famous..."
Feng Jiu looked at Feng Qi suspiciously, and his suspicion about him could not help but relax a little. With so much effort being made for the sake of the Feng family, could it be that his key word really was protection?
Feng Yunjie looked at Duge, his eyes flashed, and he was obviously moved.
Feng Shiren frowned, I didn't say anything. Why do you think the matter has been determined? You have even thought out the way out...
Duge clasped his fists and clasped his hands to the ground: "Master, if you seek wealth in danger, you will lose if you hesitate. In several martial arts competitions, the Feng family was not even qualified to enter the Holy Land. What else is there to lose? Master, make up your mind! For Feng
Family, I can make any sacrifice, please don't doubt my sincerity."
Feng Shiren took a deep breath and said: "Mr. Qi, this matter is of great importance, let us discuss it. Yunming, Yunlu, you take these two gentlemen to the guest room to have a rest."
Feng Yunming came to Du Ge and the two of them, stretched out his hand and signaled: "Please, gentlemen."
Du Ge looked helpless and looked at Feng Shiren reluctantly, raising his voice by three points: "Master, the future of the Feng family depends on your thoughts. You must make a decision as soon as possible. The soldiers are quick and time waits for us not!"
Buzz!
Feng Shiren's head swelled and he clenched his fists subconsciously.
Looking at everyone in the Feng family who was eager to try, he actually felt a little afraid of Duge, and a little murderous. The Feng family was so mediocre, and this bewitching demon, if not dealt with well, would most likely lead to the Feng family's death.
Here comes the trouble!
…
"My eldest son, there is no point in guarding us. Why don't you go and persuade the head of the family that the devil's arrival is really an excellent opportunity and you can't give it up!"
"...Fourth Young Master, you are smart and smart. You will also participate in a martial arts competition one day in the future. Don't you want to participate in it at your doorstep?"
"Eldest Young Master, you will be in charge of the Feng family in the future. You must know that managing a family is like practicing martial arts. It involves sailing against the current. If you don't advance, you will retreat..."
…
On the way to the guest room, Du Ge chatted around Feng Yunming and Feng Yunlu. His words were full of worries about the future of the Feng family, and he performed the image of a loyal minister who loyally protects the family to the extreme.
Feng Jiu on the side was holding his stomach, looking shocked. For the first time, he felt that he had not lost unfairly.
There is a consistent sense of drama on the outside and inside.
If he hadn't known Feng Qi's details, he would have been fooled.
Compared with him, I lack a lot. Is this the education from an elite academy?
It was his first time entering the simulation field, how could he be so good?
Feng Jiu felt a wave of embarrassment in his heart when he thought of using his place in an elite academy to seduce Feng Qi. He was afraid that he would have been seen through at that time.
…
Arriving at the guest room, Duge finally fell silent, sitting on a chair thinking about what went wrong and how to find out what was missing.
But in the eyes of brothers Feng Yunming and Feng Yunlu, Feng Qi was worried that his suggestions would not be adopted.
The two looked at each other, and Feng Yunming took the initiative to break the silence: "Mr. Qi, you are too eager. Don't think too much. My father has always done things safely, and he will definitely make the best choice."
Feng Yunlu said with a smile: "That's right, Mr. Qi, you have already stated all the stakes, and we can't decide the rest. It's better to wait with peace of mind. Mr. Qi, tell us about the Demon Realm! I support the devil.
curious."
Did you use too much force?
Du Ge's mind was slightly moved and he sighed: "It's better not to rush! Only when the Feng family is strong can I be strong! Otherwise, when other demons come to kill me, I haven't grown up yet, and I can't protect the Feng family, and I won't even be alive."
Now, why talk about a free life? The competition between the two young masters and the demons is very cruel."
As he spoke, he seemed to think of something. He looked at Feng Jiu and changed the topic lightly, "Young Master, I have grown up just thinking about it. Find someone to prepare some food for Brother Jiu. His key word is
Taotie must eat to grow, and his growth is also helped by the Feng family."
Things in the Demon Realm are fictitious. The more you talk about them, the more mistakes you make. Why not take this opportunity to protect a few more people and enhance your own strength.
Just now, he devoted himself wholeheartedly to planning for the Feng family. His own attributes have improved by unknown amounts. Now he only feels energetic, his five senses are sharp, and his whole body seems to have endless power. This kind of improvement is very fascinating.
Duge also saw that Feng Shiren was indecisive and could not make a big difference.
His plan is only good for the Feng family, but once he encounters a setback, or he escapes from his control.
I'm afraid his butcher knife will be aimed at him immediately.
Improving one's own strength is the foundation for establishing a foothold. In the future, I will be sure to stab the Feng family in the back...
…
Feng Jiu looked at Duge in astonishment, as if he didn't expect that he would find food for him.
Duge smiled and said: "Brother Ninth, don't look at me with that look. If you say you want to cooperate, you have to cooperate. I will never harm you."
Feng Jiu looked at Du Ge, suddenly sighed, and said bitterly: "No, I can't eat it. Sir, let the doctor prescribe some medicine to help me digest! My stomach is a little full..."
"Hold on?" Du Ge looked at Feng Jiu with burning eyes, as if looking at something super fun.
Feng Jiu blushed, avoided Du Ge's gaze, and said calmly: "I ate too much just now, and I really can't eat anymore."
Du Ge stood up, and in Feng Jiu's panicked eyes, he circled around him for a few times, then suddenly stood still, looked at him, shook his head, and said decisively: "Brother Jiu, you are on the wrong path."
Feng Yunming had already planned to instruct his servants to call the doctor to treat Feng Jiu, but after hearing this, he stopped again.