The meal was finished and the matter was settled, Han Yang took Mark and Lin Bad to say goodbye and leave.

Feng Chengcheng personally sent them to the car, and also made an appointment for the time and place of the next meeting.

"Nalan, what do you see?"

Feng Jingyao stood in front of the window and smoked a cigar, and asked lightly without looking back.

At this time, his face was as calm as water, and he couldn't see any mood swings.

Na Sanshao, who was always standing in the corner like air, took a step forward when he heard this, and said in a soft voice: "That kid's two followers are not simple. ”

I have to say that Na Sanshao's observation is really amazing.

didn't say a word from beginning to end, just a glance at the face to roughly figure out the details of Mark and Lin Bad.

"The two men who came with him are just two subordinates, and they are not enough to worry about."

Feng Jingyao didn't even have a trace of change in his eyes, obviously he had already figured out the details of Mark and Lin Bad.

It is precisely because of this that he will generously put the two of them in together.

"Mr. Feng is asking about the kid surnamed Han."

Uncle Xiang opened his mouth at the right time and nodded next to him.

Since Han Yang rescued Feng Chengcheng at the train station that day, Feng Jingyao secretly asked people to investigate him.

The result is that this person has been studying literature since childhood, was sent to study overseas a few years ago, and only returned to Shanghai a few days ago because of the sudden death of his father.

Judging from his resume, Han Yang is just a weak scholar who can't pick his shoulders and can't mention it.

But this is such a weak scholar in the eyes of everyone, but he dares to risk death to save people.

It's only been a few days, and it's become the new owner of the Lido Cinema.

Even under his command, there were dozens of more outlaws.

Since Han Yang killed Jin Dazhong and took the Lido Theater, as long as he is not blind, I am afraid he can see that he is not ordinary.

Feng Jingyao deliberately transferred Na Sanshao over today, firstly, to protect his own safety, and secondly, to try if this master among the thirteen Taibao could see something from Han Yang.

Through the analysis of what happened to Han Yang in the past few days, Feng Jingyao felt that he was by no means as simple as a weak scholar, and he also had good martial arts.

After 30 years of wandering around in Shanghai, Feng Jingyao's personal experience has taught him that people can only do crazy things in the eyes of others if they are confident enough in an emergency.

Han Yang's background and relationship network have long been clearly investigated.

Except for a little intersection with the eldest sister and the little one, as he himself said, he has no foundation and background in Shanghai.

Feng Jingyao thought about it, the only thing Han Yang could rely on was himself.

In addition to having strong strength, Feng Jingyao really couldn't think of where he got the confidence and courage to go against Jin Dazhong, and why he won the Lido Theater.

If Han Yang knew Feng Jingyao's thoughts and speculations, he was afraid that his jealousy would be even deeper.

Just based on these details, you can guess the strength that Han Yang has been hiding, and the degree of caution and cunning of Feng Jingyao, the old fox, can be seen.

Na Sanshao thought about it carefully and then said with some uncertainty: "Mr. Feng, I have carefully observed that the kid surnamed Han has fine skin and tender flesh, and his fingers are slender and clean, and his hands are more tender than many women's, not like he often practices martial arts. ”

"But ......"

Speaking of this, Na Sanshao hesitated and frowned even deeper.

"Straight to the point."

Seeing Han Yang and his entourage get into the car, Feng Jingyao slowly turned around and looked at Na Sanshao.

"But that kid is full of energy, his eyes are full of strong confidence, and there is a kind of domineering in his body."

"He gave me the impression that he was like a tiger lying quietly with its claws and teeth folded, and like a poisonous snake entrenched in a hole!"

"Mr. Feng, do you want me to send someone ......?"

Uncle Xiang saw Feng Chengcheng, who was smiling brightly, walk in, and said softly with a cold glint flashing in his eyes.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how sharp the knife is, it will eventually be held in someone's hand."

Feng Jingyao shook his head with a smile, and his right hand holding the cigar flipped slightly, and his slightly cloudy eyes revealed unparalleled confidence.

Every day, many people leave Shanghai in disgrace, and there is also an influx of young people with hopes and dreams.

Every year, a large number of ruthless and talented people emerge from Shanghai Tang, but there are many more carp that are halal and braised in front of the Yuelong Gate.

After so many ups and downs, Feng Jingyao has seen a young man with a heroic posture.

In his opinion, Han Yang is nothing more than those young people who have a heroic appearance.

The reason why I do this is just to have everything under control.

As soon as the car drove out of Feng's mansion, Han Yang took out a Hada Gate and lit it, pinched it with his index finger and thumb and sucked it hard, his heart was obviously not as calm as he showed in front of Feng Jingyao.

Whether it was the old fox's city government, methods, or the act of quietly snagging Na Sanshao under his command, Han Yang was greatly touched.

"Sir, the meal just now was really thrilling, I feel like there is a gun aimed at the head all the time, and I am afraid that I will be shot in the head if I am not careful!"

Mark said with one hand on the steering wheel, the other hand pulling his tie, and his throat was a little dry.

"The person behind Feng Jingyao is very strong, and I will definitely die if I meet him."

Lin Bad's wrist flicked, and the butterfly knife appeared silently in his hand, and he said with the same ugly face.

"It's normal for Fengfu to hide the dragon and crouching tiger, after all, he is a tycoon in charge of half of the French Concession, if he doesn't even have this background, then he will definitely not be able to live now."

Han Yang exhaled a long puff of smoke dragon, and his back was also a little cold, and he couldn't help but be a little afraid.

Originally, he thought that with his own skills, plus Mark, a master of guns, and Lin Bad, the whole of Shanghai Beach would be able to go.

Now it seems that Shanghai Tang is really a tiger, and the water of the Huangpu River is much deeper than he imagined.

Today's events also taught Han Yang a good lesson, so that he no longer dared to have a half-contemptuous heart for the heroes in the world.

Especially these veteran tycoons in Shanghai, none of them are easy to learn.

"In the future, we must act more cautiously, and we must not risk ourselves until we have to!"

Popping half of the cigarette butt out of the car window, Han Yang was already thinking about whether to cancel his next meeting with Yongxin Lu Yusheng and Shen Qingshan of Bawang Company.