In the following days, Han Feng lived very peacefully. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

From home to the racecourse, from the racecourse home, except for the occasional meeting at Tianxianglou at the request of his brothers, nothing can affect his two-point and slightly boring life.

This kind of life made him feel so relaxed that sometimes if it wasn't for Bai Tong's reminder, he would almost return to the ignorant state of the old teenager, so that every time the brothers saw him at a meeting, they would more or less say that he was not like the thirteen leaders who had just joined the Jiang Xing Gang, but like an old man in a sixtieth year who had come to take care of his life.

Of course, most of these words Han Feng listened to Lele, and never took it to heart.

Because he recognized the horse trainer, he knew that the eyes of the second son of King Yue had been staring at his back. This process is a bit like boiling eagles, that person has been silently challenging his limits, and he has been thinking about whether Zhan Zheng is worth borrowing for himself.

Yes, just by force.

Since it is borrowing, the first thing to consider is whether it is worth it, and the second thing to consider is how much it is borrowed. However, Han Feng always felt a little disappointed, after all, in the eyes of Zhan Zheng now, he was just a person who could train horses, just the owner of Jiuzhuo, and there was nothing else worth using him.

The borrowing force is mutual, and he wants to rely on the breeze to go to heaven, at least he can give the same benefits. At least tell the other person that he can.

It's a paradoxical loop. Because the premise of his ability is that Zhan Zheng knows his true identity, but if he is not sure that Zhan Zheng will help him achieve his goal, how can he tell Zhan Zheng his identity.

Just when Han Feng had a headache thinking about this, the sixth child of the Jiang Xing Gang, who had never shown up, suddenly appeared at the last Jiang Xing Gang gathering in the summer.

The sixth surname is Xin, the hard work, the name is hard, the hard work.

Xin Liu had a bitter face. Therefore, when he blew up his house with Han Feng, Han Feng didn't realize anything, and Bai Tong laughed first.

"People are like their names, people are like their names, people are like their names......"

Han Feng closed his eyes angrily and took two deep breaths, so he didn't say the words "people are like their names" according to Bai Tong's words.

"Sixth brother, I'm Han Feng from the new gang. ”

What made Han Feng care about Xin Liu was not how well his appearance and name matched, but what Ye Si called him.

Ye Si is a wonderful flower of the Jiang Xing Gang, in order of age, he should be ranked in Yin Jiu's position, but because of inexplicable seniority, he was ranked fourth. Due to the embarrassment of this identity, Ye Si shouted the same as the others to the first three brothers, but there was a difference between the subordinates.

Younger than himself can naturally be shouted by brothers and sisters, but those who are older than him are always not good at calling other people's fifth and seventh seriously, so he simply called the fifth master, the seventh master, neither humble nor arrogant, as if the other party called his fourth brother instead of the fourth brother.

But to Xin Liu, he shouted "Sixth Brother". He shouted these two words naturally, down-to-earth and sincerely, and the others didn't feel that something was wrong, which showed that Xin Liu could not afford this brother.

In Han Feng's eyes, Ye Si was naturally not an ordinary person, so the person who could make him call his brother with peace of mind was naturally not a fuel-efficient lamp.

So at the banquet for Xin Liu, although Han Feng talked and laughed freely, his eyes almost never left Xin Liu. He wanted to see what was wrong with this man, but after watching for an hour or two, he finally conceded defeat.

It's not that he's clumsy, but he really can't see it.

In addition to having a bitter face, Xin Liu is an ordinary person. He laughed ordinarily, spoke ordinarily, drank ordinarily, got drunk ordinarily, talked ordinarily, fell asleep ordinarily, and then threw up ordinarily......

It's like combining hundreds of the most ordinary people around you into one person. He didn't do anything out of the ordinary, didn't break the rules a little, didn't bring out a little bit of his own characteristics. It's really ordinary...... It's unimaginable like a miracle.

Han Feng dared to bet with Bai Tong with his head that if Xin Liu was thrown in a group of people, no one would ever find him again. Even if the person looking for him knew in advance that he had a bitter face, he would not be able to find him.

Han Feng vaguely guessed Xin Liu's true identity, and at the same time understood why Ye Si had a passion for him that bordered on worship.

Xin Liu is a fine work.

Only the top fine works have this kind of stealth Dafa that is almost magical, and there is no doubt that Xin Liu, who has been in Jiangbei all the year round, is a top fine work.

You don't need to ask and know where he is doing, so why is he coming back now?

After years of thinking, Han Feng didn't need to answer this question at all. He looked out the window, and he could vaguely see Dingkun Mountain in the distance.

There is a red tile halfway up Dingkun Mountain.

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Xin Liuzhi stayed in the Windy City Flower Capital for one night and then went north again.

Han Feng only saw him at the dinner table, and as for where Xin Liu went, who he saw, and what he said after eating, he had no right to know.

However, what he knows is that the starling has been with the sixth brother for a long time, so the identity of the starling is self-explanatory.

After Xin Liu left, the Yue Wangfu, which had always been silent, finally moved.

Two months after the bearded Jia Caiban disappeared, he visited the horse farm for the first time to inspect the horse training.

Looking at Han Feng's Jiuzhuo, two words flashed out of his eyes - "envy", and when he saw Jiuzhuo stomp his feet, and the four thousand red horses rose and fell like a tide, his little heart fluttered like a reef hit by the tide.

Then, the first thought flashed through his mind: "Ten thousand military horses are at your fingertips, and your head is finally saved!"

Immediately afterwards, the second thought came to me: "How can such a good red horse be given to a child of the Jiang Xing Gang to sit on! If this person defects before the battle, then it will be repaid! No matter what, this horse should be the mount of King Yue!"

As a result, when he negotiated the issue of Jiuzhuo with Ye Si, Ye Si was very unkind to push the issue to Han Feng.

Han Feng didn't speak, but just pushed the question to Jiuzhuo very unkindly.

Then Jiuzhuo was very unkind and kicked and "sent" Jia Caiban out of the gate of the racecourse.

"You can't do this!" Jia Caiban finally escaped from the horse farm with his horse, and after realizing that he had picked up a life, he finally mustered up the courage to turn around and shout.

Ye Silang laughed loudly: "King Yue wants a horse, I have it." Jia Caiban, you just bring these six words back!"

Han Feng rode over on a black horse, stretched out his hand to stroke Jiuzhuo's mane, and said with a smile: "If King Yue is not at ease, you can come and have a look!"

After he said this, he clearly heard a chuckle from the ranks of horse trainers behind him. He knew that the person who laughed must be Zhan Zheng, and even if Jia Caiban couldn't pass this sentence back, Zhan Zheng would pass it on.

That being the case, let's wait for when King Yue is not at ease.

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