Nine hundred and seventieth chapters do not know whether to live or die
"I really don't know whether to live or die..."
After returning to Old Ivan's villa, Qin Feng suddenly frowned because he felt that the originally bright trip to Siberia seemed to be cast in a shadow.
Since Qin Feng had not heard of the prophet's ability at the moment, Qin Feng would have a vague feeling whenever someone had evil thoughts towards him. Therefore, although he could not hear the conversation between Old Ivan and Albert, he was already alert in his heart.
.
"Qin Feng, what's wrong?"
Peng Hong, who had just been sitting on the sofa, happened to see the expression on Qin Feng's face and quickly asked: "Did my participation in this game bring you some trouble?"
"fine……"
Qin Feng waved his hand, changed the subject and said: "Brother Hong, your old injuries have healed now, and your thoughts have become clearer after beating Na Basong to death. As long as you practice the skills I taught you diligently in the future, I believe you can still
One level closer..."
Although Peng Hong is a little older and has passed the best period for martial arts training and foundation building, due to Peng Hong's perseverance, after killing Basong this time, the threshold for the early stage of dark strength has been loosened, and he may enter at any time.
The realm of the middle stage of dark energy.
"Qin Feng, thank you very much for this!"
Peng Hong stood up after hearing this, bowed deeply to Qin Feng, and said: "Qin Feng, I want to be your disciple, and I hope you can accept me as your disciple..."
After just three or five days with Qin Feng, Peng Hong felt that his whole person had undergone earth-shaking changes. Once the idea of becoming a disciple arose, he could no longer suppress it.
"Brother Hong, we are equals, so don't say anything about apprenticeship."
After hearing what Peng Hong said, Qin Feng shook his head and said: "After you come back from Siberia this time, you can come back to the capital with me, and I will arrange some things for you. When you help the families of your comrades in the future, you don't have to do that.
Thanks for your hard work……"
"Qin Feng, actually we have almost enough money now..."
Peng Hong has been helping the families of his comrades for more than ten years. The youngest children among them are all in high school. In a few years, they will all enter social work.
According to Peng Hong's idea, at that time, he will end his relief work. In addition to sending some money to the parents of his comrades who are still alive in the future, those children will have to rely on their own abilities to live in society.
Qin Feng gave Peng Hong more than one million yuan before, which was enough for the children to spend in high school and college. In addition to the US$500,000 that he will get from just winning the game, it can be said that Peng Hong will really be in the future.
No need to worry about money anymore.
"Well, with those five hundred thousand dollars, your money should not be so tight." Qin Feng nodded and said, "Brother Hong, what are your plans for the future? Are you still planning to stay on the grassland?
"
For today's society, the dark warrior can definitely be called a master-level figure. Qin Feng does not want to see Peng Hong buried in this prairie.
"Plans? What plans do I have?"
After hearing Qin Feng's words, Peng Hong seemed a little confused for a moment. His life for more than ten years was just trying to make money and then helping the families of those martyrs and comrades. He had no life of his own at all.
"Qin Feng. I...I want to follow you..."
Peng Hong's eyes suddenly became firm. He looked at Qin Feng and said seriously: "I, Peng, am still alive now because of you. In the future, Peng's life will be yours..."
"Brother Hong, if you can beat Basong to death, you have to rely on yourself."
After Qin Feng corrected Peng Hong's statement, he said: "But the life on the grassland is really too hard. If things go wrong here, just come back to the capital with me. It's just a shame to talk about it earlier. If you are asked to guard the hospital then,
"Don't be unhappy..."
Qin Feng did not tell lies. He recruited Peng Hong with the intention of letting Peng Hong look after his courtyard.
Because Albert had just recognized his identity, Qin Feng felt a sense of crisis in his heart. Albert could recognize himself and believed that others would be able to catch clues about his past actions, thus connecting Qin Feng and "Wu Zhe"
"Get in touch.
As a result, Qin Feng, who was originally in the dark, is now brought to the light. Although Qin Feng has friends like Bai Zhentian, he also has enemies like the Yamaguchi Group and the Killer Organization.
Therefore, Qin Feng really needs a master to guard the courtyard, otherwise if his friends are hurt by those enemies, Qin Feng will regret it.
"Qin Feng, I, Peng Hong, am willing to sweep your couch and lead your horse..." Peng Hong said decisively.
"Forget it about holding a horse, it's more like driving a car..." Qin Feng laughed when he heard this. There was a bit of the ancient loyal man in Peng Hong.
After chatting with Peng Hong for a few more words, Qin Feng saw the pointer of the European-style floor clock in the living room pointing to zero, and stood up immediately. He said: "Okay, it's getting late, Brother Hong, go to bed early.
We have another hard day tomorrow..."
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There was no words all night. At about six o'clock the next morning, a sound of brakes sounded outside the villa. Qin Feng, who had already gotten up, opened the door and saw a Hummer parked outside the yard of the villa.
"Hey, Qin, you got up so early..."
Old Ivan jumped out of the cab of the Hummer. He really jumped out, because the height of the vehicle was more than two meters. Even with Old Ivan's height, he couldn't step directly from the car to the ground.
"Mr. Ivan, is this the car that Mr. Albert prepared for us?" Qin Feng greeted old Ivan. To be honest, there is no man who doesn't love cars. When he saw this car, Qin Feng was
Got in love with it.
"That's right, Qin, it took a lot of effort for me to get old Ivan to give up this car..."
Before Qin Feng finished speaking, Albert jumped out of the other car door and said with a smile: "This car was the command vehicle of the US military during the Iraq War. Old Ivan always regarded it as a treasure.
…”
"The command vehicle of the US military? Mr. Albert, you are serious..." Qin Feng was stunned for a moment after hearing this. Looking at the smiles of old Ivan and Albert, he seemed to understand something.
"Qin Feng, isn't this car a bit too eye-catching?"
While several people were talking, Peng Hong walked out of the villa, still holding Qin Feng's big backpack. After entering Anjin, his strength also increased a lot, and it was not easy to hold this backpack that was as tall as a person.
It feels strenuous.
"Old Ivan, the situation in Chechnya is so chaotic now, what do you mean by taking out this car?"
Peng Hong directly questioned Old Ivan. There was still a war in Chechnya. Qin Feng drove such a car over. It was almost like a target. Old Maozi and the Americans were not very good at dealing with it.
"Peng, you are wronging me if you say that."
After hearing Peng Hong's words, Old Ivan's face changed and he said angrily: "If Albert hadn't asked me to bring out the best car, do you think I would be willing to give this car to you?"
"If you don't want it to be just right, then just change it..." Peng Hongpi said with a smile: "And my half a million US dollars, old Ivan, you won't forget it, right?"
"Half a million dollars is on the car."
Old Ivan turned to Qin Feng and said, "You can change to another one, but I have very few off-road vehicles, and the others are all sedans..."
Old Ivan and Albert conspired for half the night yesterday, and the two finally reached an agreement, that is, Old Ivan would come forward to contact his former friends in the army, and when Qin Feng and the two passed through the Chechen border, they would be killed.
They were detained.
Old Ivan believed that as long as the two of them did not resist on the spot, his friend would have a hundred ways to get Qin Feng to sign the share transfer agreement.
After the share transfer was successful, Old Ivan asked those people to evaporate Qin Feng and Peng Hong from the world. In a legal sense, those shares belonged to him and Albert.
Siberia is a vast and sparsely populated area, so it is not that easy to stop a car. The reason why old Ivan took out this car was that it was very eye-catching and he had done some tricks on it.
"Just a car..." Peng Hong said: "Old Ivan, please drive a car, we don't need this Hummer..."
Although he didn't know why old Ivan gave him such a car, Peng Hong felt vaguely uneasy in his heart, so he insisted on letting old Ivan change his car.
"Brother Hong, forget it, this car is pretty good, I like it very much..."
Qin Feng interrupted Peng Hong's words. He could now almost conclude that Old Ivan and Albert should have reached some kind of consensus, and the target was naturally his shares in the Aodao Casino.
"Sure enough, people die for wealth and birds die for food..."
Qin Feng sighed secretly in his heart, but his face was full of smiles. He stepped forward and patted Old Ivan on the shoulder and said: "Old Ivan, thank you for the car. If everything goes well, I want this car
I will still return it to you..."
"Ouch..."
Just when Qin Feng's palm patted Old Ivan's shoulder, Old Ivan suddenly felt a chill all over his body. The coldness seemed to have penetrated deep into his bones, and Old Ivan couldn't help but let out an exclamation.
However, this coolness only appeared for a few tenths of a second. Before old Ivan's retreating steps even touched the ground, the coolness disappeared without a trace.
"Mr. Albert, I hope that next time we meet again, you will still be so young..."
Qin Feng raised his right hand that was on Old Ivan's shoulder and held it on Albert's shoulder. He laughed and said, "Thank you both for your hospitality. I hope we can see you next time..."
Similar to old Ivan, Albert was also startled the moment Qin Feng held his hand.
However, Albert's reaction was much slower than that of old Ivan. Until Qin Feng let go of his hand and the cold feeling subsided, he still didn't understand what happened.
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ps: I was out for half a month and felt exhausted after I got home. I took some photos and posted them on WeChat. You can add: dayan-real to see them! ()
