The man nodded, and although Feng Zhaohong was worried, he was still relieved.

If you don't see the body, it means that Feng Wuyun is still alive, which is better than getting bad news.

The dead man was cut off, and Feng Zhaohong knew that the escort team was attacked, and the result he wanted was that Feng Wuyun was still alive.

"Head of the house!"

At this moment, the bodyguard guarding the door suddenly came and said excitedly, "The young master is back!"

"Really?" Feng Zhaohong's face was full of excitement.

The bodyguard nodded, and the group rushed to the door, only to see Feng Wuyun walking in slowly, his head down, his mouth moving, and he didn't know what to say.

"Wuyun, are you okay?" Feng Zhaohong hurriedly stepped forward and asked with a concerned face.

"Hey, hey!"

Feng Wuyun raised his head and smirked, not saying anything.

His eyes were sloppy, and he looked like he didn't know Feng Zhaohong at all.

"Hey, hey!"

Feng Wuyun smirked and staggered forward.

Rumble!

Feng Zhaohong's body swayed, his feet were weak, if it wasn't for the bodyguards to support him in time, he would have fallen directly to the ground.

Lose your marbles!

Feng Wuyun's spirit was oppressed and stimulated for a long time, exceeding his ability to bear, causing mental disorders.

When his son becomes like this, the most unbearable thing is naturally Feng Zhaohong.

After resting for a while, Feng Zhaohong came to her senses and slowly accepted the fact that Feng Wuyun had gone crazy.

Feng Wuyun sat opposite Feng Zhaohong, muttering non-stop.

Seeing this scene, Feng Zhaohong's heart tingled again.

Two sons, one was killed by Han Wushuang seven years ago, and the only son was left, and now he was driven crazy by Han Wushuang.

The more Feng Zhaohong thought about it, the anger in his heart became more and more intense, his teeth were clenched, his fists were clenched, and his eyes were vicious, so frightened that the housekeeper standing next to him did not dare to take a breath.

Stimulated by anger, Feng Zhaohong felt an impulse in his heart to send the dead man to take revenge on Han Wushuang and his family!

Han Wushuang made him feel bad, and he was going to make Han Wushuang desperate!

It's just that as soon as this impulse came out, it was suppressed by Feng Zhaohong's deep breath.

After all, he is not young and frivolous, he does everything casually.

Feng Zhaohong can take charge of the Feng family, relying on strategy, and he is a very rational person.

For decades, Feng Zhaohong has never lost her mind and done anything.

Secondly, Feng Zhaohong is more aware of the consequences of doing it.

makes Han Wushuang desperate, and the Feng family will inevitably end up like the Sun family.

After decades of hard work, it has come to this point, and there is a chance to become the largest family in Linhai, Feng Zhaohong does not want to take risks.

If it weren't for Han Wushuang's difficulty in dealing with it, Feng Zhaohong wouldn't be so embarrassed.

If you do something wrong, you have to bear the price of doing wrong, Feng Zhaohong taught his subordinates like this.

Torture!

Helpless!

The complicated mood made Feng Zhaohong hesitate, unsure of what to do next.

Half an hour later, Feng Zhaohong suddenly got up, took a deep breath and spit out.

Trailing exhaled in one breath, and all the emotions in his expression were suppressed.

can become the head of the Feng family, how can you not have some capital that others don't have.

Destruction comes from impulse!

In this matter, the worst plan is to take revenge on Han Wushuang immediately.

Looking at the stupid Feng Wuyun, Feng Zhao calmly took out the phone.

On the other side, Du Guoqiang was busy working, and he couldn't help but be stunned when he looked at the phone call that came in.

Feng Zhaohong took the initiative to call, and Du Guoqiang naturally knew that it was not to call him.

Du Guoqiang wanted to hang up, but in the end he pressed the answer button, wanting to hear what Feng Zhaohong wanted to do.

"Brother Du, is Han Wushuang here?" Feng Zhaohong asked in a calm breath.

If this scene gets out, it is estimated that no one will believe it.

Feng Zhaohong and Du Guoqiang's status in Linhai is comparable, and Feng Zhaohong's age is older than Du Guoqiang, so Du Guoqiang is right to call Feng Zhaohong.

But now, it is Feng Zhaohong who calls Du Guoqiang brother.

was called brother by Feng Zhaohong, Du Guoqiang is really not used to it.

He's not one to waste time on these things and just say, "Say something?"

Han Wushuang was very clear about Du Guoqiang of the Feng family. If someone else called, Du Guoqiang's tone might be better.

"Brother Du, can you talk to him? I have something I want to meet with him!" Feng Zhaohong said in a steady tone.

"It doesn't matter if you see me or not, wait for me to say!" Du Guoqiang's tone was still very bad, and he wanted to see Feng Zhaohong's bottom line.

"Okay, I'm sorry to trouble Brother Du!" Feng Zhao laughed with a red tone, but he couldn't smile on his face.

He is one of the few people standing at the top of the Linhai business district, and no matter where he goes, people nod to him.

bowing to people like this, when was the last time, Feng Zhaohong really can't remember.

Take the initiative to bow your head to find Han Wushuang, it's not that Feng Zhaohong has no way out!

As the most strategic person among the four masters, Feng Zhaohong has a great vision and pattern.

The DPRK and the Korean Wushuang bowed their heads because of his own plans.

Soon, Feng Zhaohong received a message from Du Guoqiang.

"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, Hongru Restaurant!"

Being able to meet shows that the first step has been completed!

Feng Zhaohong walked up to the stupid Feng Wuyun and stroked his hand on Feng Wuyun's head.

"Cloudless. Don't worry, Dad will definitely cure you and avenge you!"

Feng Zhaohong's eyes were gloomy, this was the most terrifying thing about him.

A person, no matter what he is facing, can control his emotions.

Such people are the most terrible!

"Hey, hey!"

Feng Wuyun raised his head and smiled stupidly at Feng Zhaohong.

The night passed.

At nine o'clock, Feng Zhaohong rushed to Hongru Restaurant to wait.

Bentley Mulsanne drove slowly, and Feng Zhaohong, who was waiting at the door, squeezed his hand, took a deep breath and exhaled it, adjusting his state.

When Han Wushuang and Du Guoqiang got out of the car, Feng Zhaohong hurriedly came up, looking flattering.

"Who are these two?"

"It doesn't seem to be a small deal, otherwise Mr. Feng wouldn't be like this!"

Feng Zhaohong is also a celebrity in Linhai, to put it mildly, he can spend at will in Linhai with a face.

The people around him were a little incredulous when they saw him like this at this moment, and secretly speculated about what Han Wushuang and Du Guoqiang came from to make Feng Zhaohong so polite.

Whether it is Han Wushuang or Du Guoqiang, they are very careful.

Few photos of Du Guoqiang circulate on the Internet, and not many people can recognize him directly.

As for Han Wushuang, as early as seven years ago, after disappearing, Qin Rulong used his connections to clean up the network.

With the rise of the West, his identity is even more special, and the high-level officials in Huaxia even forbade his photos to circulate on the Internet.

Now in Linhai, when it comes to Han Wushuang, many people say that they know, but if Han Wushuang really stands in front of them, basically no one can recognize him.

Ignoring the nodding Feng Zhaohong, Han Wushuang walked all the way into Hongru Restaurant.

This scene fell in the eyes of outsiders, and the waves set off were not small.

"Who's that young man? so crazy!"

"To ignore Mr. Feng like this, most of them are children from the capital!"

All kinds of speculations followed, and even if Feng Zhaohong heard a few words, he didn't have time to deal with them.