Feelings have been driving around the bend just now. However, for these, Feng Sizhe also understands that when the criminal family class is fighting with the Yihe Gang now, of course you have to be careful in everything, otherwise who knows if Feng Sizhe and these people are sent by the opponent, if they touch the base camp and suddenly make a move, it will be worth it.

But then again, the criminal family class is indeed much more cautious than the Yihe Gang, at least Chen Hu didn't find out where their base camp was after a lot of effort, this is not like the Yihe Gang Huang Lao Liu, although he has a place to rest, but it didn't take long for Chen Hu to touch it clearly, from this point of view alone, the head of the criminal family class, Xing Zhongjie, is likely to be Feng Sizhe's master. Because when I was in the courtyard of my grandfather's house in Kyoto, I talked with Zhao Mingyuan's guards a lot, and there were some things that were indeed very deeply exchanged, and they also reached a professional level in many things. In addition, he has fought a real war, and of course has his own theory of how to put himself in a hidden position.

After Xing Zhongren spoke, the car was really not going around in circles, Feng Sizhe in the car just felt that the car was driving very smoothly, and then after a few small turns, the car stopped in a place that was not very quiet. Feng Sizhe, who was in the car, could hear someone singing nearby, and he felt that it seemed that this place was not far from the city troupe.

The car finally stopped, Feng Sizhe still got out of the car with his hands tied and his head covered, and then with the help of the man next to him, he walked straight ahead.

It was about five minutes before he stopped. Then the blindfold on his head was taken off, but the rope on his hand really had no intention of being removed, and it could be seen that the other party was still somewhat defensive about him. To say that Feng Sizhe can't be completely afraid at this time, after all, he is alone in the tiger's den, and there is no reinforcement behind him, if this criminal family class really does something to him now, I am afraid that he will only die. But fortunately, he was very sure in his heart, and he was sure that the head of this criminal class was his master Xing Zhongjie, and it was with this confidence that he dared to come here as a hostage.

He had his blindfold removed, and when he looked around, he saw that it was a very bright room, which was also very empty, and there was nothing in it, and there was no one standing beside him except two large men. That's how he was stared at by two big men and stood here.

"I want to see your class master." Feng Sizhe said without fear.

"Don't make noise, the class master will be here in a while, you just stay honest." A big man roared angrily. At the same time, I also admire this person's courage in my heart, because ordinary people are afraid that they will not be able to speak in this case, or they will shout loudly for help, where will they see the class master as if this person has nothing to do, doesn't he know that there will be two fates after seeing the class master, one of which is to be killed, because he already knows the nest of the criminal family, and the person who knows this kind of secret is not a friend but only a dead person.

Maybe he knew that yelling at this big man didn't have any effect, so Feng Sizhe didn't speak, just walked around the room at will, at this time, a good attitude told him that he had to prepare for the worst, that is, in case the master of the criminal family class was not his master, at this moment he did know the secret of the other party's nest, then it was likely that he would be killed by the other party next, and at this time, move his body more, maybe in the worst case, there will be the power of a counterattack.

Feng Sizhe walked around the house unhurriedly, in fact, he was indeed calling the terrain, silently calculating the length and width of this room in his heart, in order to be sure that he could take a few steps back when he moved, and how he could use this place in the house to carry out the most effective counterattack.

After Feng Sizhe carefully circled the room more than three times, a voice finally came from outside the door. "Who has to see me, you brought him to us, aren't you afraid that this place will be discovered, and we won't even have a foothold?"

This voice sounded so cordial to Feng Sizhe at this moment, because he could really hear it, this voice was the voice of his master Xing Zhongjie.

"Master." Feng Sizhe involuntarily screamed, and then the footsteps outside the door were stagnant, and then after about three seconds of stopping, the sound outside the house was rising, but this time his voice was so urgent, and soon a figure rushed into the house.

The person who rushed into the house obviously had some disadvantages on his left foot, but Feng Sizhe did see him clearly, and of course the other party also saw him really. Looking at each other, is this person not his own master Xing Zhongjie or who is it?

"Young Master." As soon as Xing Zhongjie saw Feng Sizhe, he habitually shouted out the name that Feng Sizhe often called in the Zhao family's courtyard.

"Master." Feng Sizhe also shouted, and threw himself into Xing Zhongjie's arms.

Because of the binding of the hands, this movement is not very smooth. Xing Zhongjie just felt something as soon as he took Feng Sizhe into his arms, and as soon as he stretched out his hand, he spun him, and then saw him wave his hand and turn his palm and slash behind him. Then Feng Sizhe felt that his hand was loosened, and the wide rope used to tie him was cut off by Xing Zhongjie's palm.

"Master, I'm so happy to see you. I thought it might be you when I heard your name, but when I saw your brother, I was almost sure. It's a pity that you didn't go to my banquet tonight, otherwise we would have met long ago. Stretching out his hand and hugging Xing Zhongjie's waist, Feng Sizhe said with some excitement.

"Oh, I didn't know that the person who was going to see me tonight was you, and if I had known, I would have gone anyway. You've been wronged by this, look at it, your hands hurt. Xing Zhongjie was also very happy, and as he spoke, he patted Feng Sizhe's hand and looked at it, and saw that sure enough, a few red marks were struggling on this wrist. I said that a few of you are heavy enough, so you are not afraid of hurting the young master, and everyone is finished? Let me tell you, if the young master really goes a little wrong, believe it or not, there will be more than one army to suppress us soon, and at that time, I am afraid that there will be no place for us in the world. ”

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Feng, we really don't know." As soon as they heard Xing Zhongjie say this, the few men standing next to him also hurriedly apologized, when did the criminal squad master, who had always been not afraid of heaven and earth after they met, say such a thing. It is precisely because he never speaks that Mengyi is more intimidating when he says this.

"Hey, master, isn't this a no-fight deal, it's nothing, they did the right thing, don't blame them. It's not as serious as you say. Feng Sizhe hurriedly waved his hand, that is, he told himself that he was fine, and said that things were not as exaggerated as the master said.

"Why isn't it that serious. General Zhao's love for you, who in the courtyard doesn't know, if you really have something, then I dare to guarantee that what I just said can be fulfilled. You must know that General Zhao had the saying that Zhao was crazy during the war years, and he would definitely go crazy again for you. Xing Zhongjie, who had stayed in the courtyard, knew very well how much Feng Sizhe was loved by Zhao Lao, and he knew Feng Sizhe's status in the Zhao family. It is no exaggeration to say that in the Zhao family, Feng Sizhe is a treasure, a thousand-year-old treasure that cannot be touched or broken.

"Haha." Feng Sizhe laughed, he didn't know what his grandfather would do if something really happened to him, but one thing was certain, that is, he would definitely go crazy, and as for what would happen after going crazy, no one really could have predicted. "Hey, by the way, why did the master appear here?"

"Hey, it's hard to say, by the way, why are you here, don't stay in Kyoto, what are you doing here, you won't be greedy and sneak out." Xing Zhongjie asked Feng Sizhe as if there was something unspeakable.

"Well, I have a lot to say to the master, so let's see if we can find a quiet place to have a good chat, and a few of my brothers are probably in a hurry now, I don't know if I can call them to report their safety." Feng Sizhe saw that a lot of things must have happened during the time that Xing Zhongjie left him, he had to understand it well, as long as he could do it, he would definitely do his best to help. But before that, he had to call Chen Hu and them first, otherwise they really didn't know what the rush would be, if they didn't give him a reply at night, he would report to his uncle if he didn't get it, and then the matter would be big.

"Oh, look at my brain. Okay, okay, it's time to inform your brothers. In this way, you can call them and inform them to come over, our location is in the Yu Opera Troupe of Yongyang City, and I will let people pick them up outside when they come here. And let's find a quiet place to have a good chat, I've also missed Zhao Lao a lot in the past few years, you can also tell me about your situation. Xing Zhongjie patted his head, and then remembered that the two of them were still standing and talking, this is not a hospitality.

Soon, after Feng Sizhe called Chen Hu to inform them to come over, Xing Zhongjie also found a quiet room, and the two finally sat down together and chatted.

Xing Zhongjie sat there, his face was bitter, and his mouth had not yet opened to speak, but Feng Sizhe could indeed feel the pain in his heart. And from the process of the following conversation, this fact was also confirmed, and it seems that Xing Zhongjie has indeed suffered from unimaginable ordinary people.