At around eight o'clock, Xiao Feng, who had finished dealing with some trivial matters, left the villa with the fat man.

As for the trivial things, it is to eat breakfast, move your muscles, chat with a few beautiful women, and so on. It's easy to say, but it's quite troublesome to do, and I haven't gotten out of it until now.

"Fatty, is the little wolf okay?" Xiao Feng turned his head to look at the fat man and asked with a smile.

The fat man grinned: "I just called him, and he has already finished the operation." ”

"Hehe..."Xiao Feng could say anything but smile?

"Damn, the water has washed the Dragon King Temple!" said the fat man depressedly.

Xiao Feng took out a cigarette, took out one, and threw the box to the fat man: "It's not, alas, how do I know that you know the old guy." Fatty, you won't blame Wuhuan, will you?"

"How could it be, last night's situation was already light like this. The fat man lit a cigarette and began to swallow the clouds.

"Hahaha. Xiao Feng laughed, took a cigarette in his mouth, stepped on the accelerator hard, shuttled through the traffic, and drove towards Taohua Hutong.

I have to say that the traffic jam in the big city is really terrible! Especially at eight o'clock, it is definitely the rush hour of work, and the traffic jam is called a hard work, just like constipation.

In this case, even Schumacher may have to look at the car and sigh and scold 'FUCK'! Xiao Feng drove slowly forward with the traffic.

It was originally an hour's drive, but it took nearly two hours to reach Taohua Hutong. This is still Xiao Feng got on the viaduct and ran a short distance at high speed to save time. Although young people have a lot of time to squander, they should not squander it in traffic jams.

When the Ferrari drove into Peach Blossom Alley, the surroundings fell silent. It's a paradise in the city. No more wine, no more hustle and bustle... Xiao Feng slowed down the car, and he didn't want to break the tranquility of Peach Blossom Alley.

"It turns out that Jing Lao lives here. The fat man sighed and patted his head: "I should have thought of it a long time ago." ”

"Why, you don't know where he lives?" Xiao Feng asked in surprise.

The fat man shook his head: "I don't know, but I've been looking for it." Alas, if I hadn't met you, I guess I wouldn't have been able to find him for a while. ”

"Oh. Xiao Feng nodded and said no more. After all, if Jing Lao can let him come, it means that he is 'his own person'.

The Ferrari slowly stopped at the door of a house, with a vermilion lacquered gate and a shiny brass ring...... It's ancient.

Xiao Feng was just about to get out of the car when his mobile phone rang. He took out his phone and looked at it, and smiled: "Hey, Ah Tian." ”

"Haha, Brother Feng, it's good to hear your voice. ”

"you, it's like Lao Tzu is dead. Xiao Feng scolded with a smile, thought of something, and asked, "The Youth Gang has solved it?"

"Well, there was a river of blood last night. Brother Feng, I guess someone will stab you at the police station, and you have to help keep it down. ”

Xiao Feng raised his eyebrows and nodded: "Well, leave it to me, I'll say hello to Liu Hua in advance." Rest assured, with Xia Changchun supporting Tianmen, the police are just some decorations. ”

"Where are you, come out for a drink?" Huo Tian's voice was much more relaxed.

Xiao Feng looked up at the sun hanging in the sky, and said speechlessly: "Boy, what kind of wine do you drink in the morning! Pay attention to the color of the wine, don't empty your body." When you're fine, let Wuhuan teach you some kung fu, authentic Chinese kung fu. ”

"Well, don't teach me a lesson, I'll go to Zamabu in a moment. Okay, hang up first. Oh, wood said, his phone will be given to you. ”

Xiao Feng rolled his eyes: "Well, hang up." With that, he hung up the phone.

"Hehe, I really envy you for having a brother in life and death. "The fat man is a person who has rolled on the battlefield, so he can naturally see through the brotherhood of Xiao Feng and Huotian and others.

Xiao Feng glanced at the fat man and smiled: "What envy, don't you have it?"

When the fat man heard Xiao Feng's words, the smile on his face disappeared, and a flash of grief flashed. "Yes, but they're all dead. The wolf's father blocked thirteen bullets for me. Alas, no more. ”

Xiao Feng also sighed, he was a person in the circle and could understand the fat man's mood. He patted the fat man on the shoulder: "I'm sorry, fat man, for reminding you of something sad." ”

"It's okay, let's go, let's go see Jing Lao. The fat man shook his head, grinning at his fingertips.

Xiao Feng and the fat man got out of the car and pushed open the vermilion lacquer gate. What catches the eye is the old locust tree in the courtyard, which has a towering momentum and lush branches.

"Old fellow, here we come. Xiao Feng slapped the bark of the old locust tree when he passed by. This old locust tree was his childhood companion.

"What a system to shout at, come in. Jing Lao's voice came from the main house.

Xiao Feng shrugged his shoulders and walked towards the main house with the fat man. As soon as I entered the house, I smelled a trace of tea fragrance, which was refreshing.

"Wow, old fellow, where did you make good tea?" Xiao Feng took a deep breath, his face full of enjoyment.

Jing Lao was sitting at the table in the middle hall, holding a purple sand teapot in his hand, and was pouring water into the teacup. He didn't raise his head, and snorted: "Boy, don't mess around, last time you stole my stone monkey pick, I haven't settled accounts with you yet." ”

"Come on, old fellow, what year is that old yellow calendar, why did you turn it out again?" Xiao Feng walked quickly to the table, picked up a cup of tea, and raised his head to drink.

Xiao Feng's actions made Jing Lao angry: "You, you are doing this badly!

"How do you drink it? It's all in your stomach anyway, hehe. Xiao Feng exhaled a breath of heat and sat down in a chair.

Old Jing glanced at Xiao Feng, simply stopped paying attention to him, and looked at the fat man at the door: "Boy, what are you doing standing at the door?

The fat man is in his thirties, and now he is called a boy, not only did he not feel anything awkward, but his eyes were red: "Jing Lao." The words fell, and he knelt on the ground with a thud.

The fat man's action startled Xiao Feng, why did he kneel down without making a sound? But when he thought of himself when he first came back, didn't he also kneel for Jing Lao? He Xiao Feng didn't kneel to the sky or to the ground. Growing so big, the only one who can make him kneel down willingly is Jing Lao!

"Get up. Jing Lao withdrew his gaze from the fat man's face and said lightly.

The fat man shook his head vigorously, his fat body trembled, moved his legs on the ground, and came to Jing Lao: "Jing Lao, I finally found you." ”

"Well, I'll go to the bathroom, and you guys talk slowly. Xiao Feng drank another cup of tea, stood up and went out.

Xiao Feng originally thought that the fat man and Jing Lao must have some kind of friendship. But seeing the current situation, it is obviously not as simple as friendship, otherwise how could it behave like that? Although he was curious, he chose to avoid it, leaving room for the two.

Xiao Feng took out a cigarette, lit one, and took a deep breath. He raised his left hand and touched the drop jade pendant on his neck, his parents still had no clues, and his sister also misunderstood him in every way. Give her a call in the afternoon, you've had enough time to calm her down.

Xiao Feng thought of Liao Na, and naturally thought of Jing Bei'er, why didn't she come back? Tokyo is a man's paradise, she is a girl, what is there to play? Slowly, Lin Lin, Huo Wu, Han Shuang ...... all appeared in his thoughts, alas, there are a lot of headaches, how to deal with them?

After the concert is over, after going to Mount Tai for a circle, it is time to go to Beijing! Presumably, Lao Wang can't wait. Everything must be done in a hurry. If you wait until Zhuge Buliang takes power, will he have his own way of life?

Xiao Feng was immersed in cranky thoughts, and he didn't know how long it took, but the sound from the door woke him up in thought. He looked up at the gate and saw an old man coming in from outside, carrying a bag.

Xiao Feng glanced at the old man, well-dressed, ruddy face, gray hair, and a gold-rimmed glasses on his nose. No, I know all those friends of the old guy!

Thinking of this, Xiao Feng stood up and walked towards the old man: "Hello, old man, who are you looking for?"

"I'm looking for Jing Lao, you're Xiao Feng, right? The old man looked at Xiao Feng with a smile.

Xiao Feng frowned slightly, and said yes, this voice is a little familiar...... Ah! It's him! Xiao Feng remembered, he was the old gentleman who sold blood jade and fire phoenix! Although he had never seen a real person before, his voice was the same.

"Remember? Hehe, young man, good memory. ”

Xiao Feng secretly scolded in his heart, Nima's, look at your dress, you look like a well-dressed beast! Relying on the old man and selling the old man in front of Lao Tzu provokes Lao Tzu, Lao Tzu still whips you! It's not that Xiao Feng doesn't respect the old man, but that he was really angry with this old thing to death.

However, he scolded in his heart, but Xiao Feng's face was full of smiles: "Haha, I am very honored to meet you." My grandfather is talking about things inside, so I'll take you there. ”

"Young man, secretly scolding people in his heart, he is not a good young man. The old man said with a smile.

"......" The shock in Xiao Feng's heart can be imagined, damn, how did he know?!

Mind reading? Fuck it! As a generation born in a new society and raised under the red flag, we never believe in this thing! If there really is any special function mind reading, it must not be against the sky!

"Young man, this is not mind-reading. The old man lifted his glasses and said with a smile.

"......" Xiao Feng had the urge to go crazy, and he almost couldn't resist slapping it.

Just when Xiao Feng was in a cold sweat, Jing Lao's voice came from the main room: "Come in." ”

The old man didn't look at Xiao Feng anymore, and walked towards the main house with the box. Behind him, Xiao Feng raised a middle finger fiercely: Damn, despise you!

"Don't put a middle finger on my back, that's rude. The old man paused and said without looking back.

Xiao Feng withdrew his hand in a sneer, and greeted the old man's ancestor again in his heart. Nima, this old man is terrible, isn't it! Hallucination, it must be an illusion! He shook his head vigorously and walked towards the main house.

Just as he was about to enter the main house, he suddenly noticed the window next to the main house. What kind of mind reading, Nima, it turns out that it is reflected by glass, and that old thing can see the middle finger!

After figuring out what was going on, the little fear in Xiao Feng's heart disappeared in an instant! Where can an old guy who stepped on the coffin board be awesome? However, he could see it from the glass with his middle finger, so how could he know what he was thinking in his heart......