Seeing that everyone didn't dare to reply, Feng Wangge fixed his eyes on his eldest son Feng Qilin, and said coldly: "Ah Lin, you are the boss, but let's talk about it, what is the situation?"

After saying that, he grabbed the provincial newspaper on the table and smashed it into Feng Qilin's face.

Feng Qilin was suddenly clever, and he didn't dare to dodge, let the newspaper smash on his body, and bent down to check the newspaper from the ground, spread it out and glanced at it roughly, and a trace of imperceptible fierceness flashed in his eyes.

But seeing that the old father's face was pale, and his heart sank, he took a deep breath before he said slowly: "Abba, that's the case, Abang's incident happened at noon today, and I have sent the second and third brothers to deal with it." At this time, they should have arrived. As for not telling you about this, the old man is because you have recovered because of your body, and I am afraid that I will not be able to stand the stimulation, so I want to tell you in a few days, hoping that Abba can understand our good intentions. ”

Although the old man is now old, he will be eighty years old in two years, but he still occupies the position of the head of the family and refuses to abdicate, which makes them a little helpless and helpless as sons.

Of course, as the eldest of the second generation of the Feng family, he Feng Qilin is the most qualified position to be the head of the family.

However, the old father seems to have put the fourth brother Fengbang in Nanjiang City for exercise, and it seems that the intention seems to want the feudal state to succeed to the position of the head of the family, otherwise, after so many years, the old man has been unwilling to abdicate, in order to let the feudal state gradually become richer, so as to sit firmly in the position of the head of the family.

This made the boss Feng Qilin very dissatisfied, but there was no way.

Because the feudal state has been doted on by his old father since he was a child.

Although the four brothers were all born in the same mother's womb, but in this way, the three of them are a little like the stepmother's birth, and they are not treated well by the old man.

At this time, the feudal state actually died violently, which is a great opportunity.

So Feng Qilin came up with an idea, that is, to find a local newspaper in other provinces to quickly publish and report the violent death of the feudal state, and then take it back, and deliberately put it on a stone bench in the back garden where the old man often goes, hoping to provoke the old father to return to heaven, so that he can sit in the position of the head of the family.

As for the second and third brothers, they were all sent to Nanjiang City to deal with the aftermath of the feudal state, and they usually supported him as the head of the family.

So he thought it was going to be a success.

But I didn't expect the old man's life to be so hard, and he couldn't die like this.

It made him feel incredible.

So I secretly hated the middle-aged nanny next to the old man.

If she hadn't been talkative, maybe this old ghost would have returned to the West a long time ago.

It's just that in front of everyone, he can only show sincerity and fear.

As soon as Feng Wangge heard his eldest son's words of concern, not only did he not accept it, but he said angrily: "But, but who is Ah Bang, he is also my son, you didn't even tell me such a big thing, it really saddened me." No, I must go and see him, I must go and see him, I can't let him go like this. “

Speaking of this, tears kept rolling out of the old man's cloudy eyes, and a pair of big hands with exposed green tendons trembled slightly.

It seems that at this moment, he suddenly became extremely old, his body was rickety, his eyes were scattered, and he looked like an old dragon.

This white-haired man sending a black-haired man is a tragic event that is difficult for any old man to accept.

What's more, Feng Bang is his favorite youngest son.

Now that the youngest son is dead, this is simply taking away a piece of his heart, liver, and liver, how can he not be heartbroken.

Thirty-five years ago, his wife died after hemorrhaging after giving birth to a feudal state.

At that time, he saw two lives in his youngest son, so he looked at this youngest son as an unusually precious baby.

It can be said that from the beginning of the feudal state to the beginning, he built it according to the standards of his successor.

Moreover, Feng Bang also behaved quite well, both in terms of ability and personality, he was very much like himself.

What makes Feng Wangge most proud is that in just seven years, Feng Bang started from scratch, carved out a piece of his own sky in Nanjiang City, and created a business empire worth at least five billion.

This is nothing to those local giants in Nanjiang City.

But for newcomers, that's a great thing.

Therefore, Feng Wangge wanted to hold on for a few more years to make the ability of the feudal state stronger, so that he passed on the position of the head of the family to him.

But, now, everything is empty.

The feudal state died suddenly, and was thrown from a floor more than thirty years high and fell to his death.

Moreover, none of the people he kept were killed.

This hatred is higher than the heavens and thicker than the earth.

This is obviously demolishing the platform of his Fengwang Pavilion.

Even, he wondered if it was these sons who secretly dealt with the feudal state.

Therefore, this is also the reason why he insisted on going to Nanjiang City to see what was going on.

But when Feng Qilin heard that his old father was going to Nanjiang City, his face changed slightly in fright, and he hurriedly said: "Abba, this must not be, because this is a long way, the weather is hot, and your body has just recovered to health, you must not go, these things can be handled by the second and third brothers." ”

"Hmph, Ah Lin, although Lian Po is old, he can still eat. Your father and I haven't gotten to that point yet. I'm going to see what I say this time, who dares to kill my beloved son, and I'll definitely cut him with a thousand knives and then crush his bones and scatter ashes. ”

With that, he snorted lightly, and with luck in his right palm, he slapped it hard at the stone table in front of him.

But listening to the loud bang, the stone table was still unprovoked and did not look broken.

This made other people's hearts feel a little funny, especially Feng Qilin, and sighed secretly, Dad, Dad, you are already a dying person, what else can you do, how can you beat this three-inch thick marble table, don't be embarrassed here.

But soon, his eyes were about to fall out of their sockets.

But I saw that the three-inch-thick stone table slowly dispersed, and fell in a sloppiness, like a pile of tofu dregs, into a pile of white fine powder.

When the others saw this scene, they couldn't help but gasp, and their eyes were full of fear and respect when they looked at the old man.

They never expected that an old man who had just recovered from a serious illness would have such a terrifying strength.

This is at least the strength that only the peerless masters of the Great Miao Martial Realm can have.

Then, Feng Wangge shouted towards the back garden behind him: "Ah Feng, prepare a carriage and horses for me, I want to go to Nanjiang City to see Ah Bang for the last time." “

As soon as the words fell, a thin and sturdy little old man walked out from behind a dense osmanthus tree, bowed to Feng Wangge, and said respectfully: "Yes, master, Xiao Feng will do it immediately." “

This old man looked plain, but no one on the scene dared to despise him, because he was the old man's personal bodyguard and a hidden master.

At this time, Feng Qilin's complexion became extremely ugly.

Because he saw this old monster who was said to have died ten years ago, known as the nine-headed demon star Geng Feng.

(End of chapter)