In Old Jing's tone, there was a hint of old age and bleakness that shocked Xiao Feng, "Old guy, old."

Xiao Feng's eyes were a little red. From childhood to adulthood, Mr. Jing rarely made any requests to him, let alone restrict him from doing anything. However, now, the request made is to let him "go back alive".

"Old guy, I will definitely go back alive." Xiao Feng's voice was low and serious.

"Haha, maybe my old bone will be braided one day, and there must be someone who will carry the coffin at the end." Old Jing chuckled.

Xiao Feng felt even more uncomfortable and his emotions became unstable: "Old guy, why are you talking nonsense? You are so healthy, and you will live for another fifty years. When I get old, I will accompany you to water flowers and fish. How about it?" At the end of the day, an inexplicable sadness surged into my heart, and two tears slid down the corners of my eyes.

"Hahaha...boy, you're crying." Boss Jing laughed.

"Breaking nonsense, why am I crying?" Xiao Feng would not admit it. He gently flicked two tears with his fingers and sniffed.

Little did he know that Mr. Jing on the other side of the phone was also hot and old. Xiao Feng was raised by him. Although he was not a relative grandson, he was better than a relative grandson.

Xiao Feng calmed down and thought of the purpose of calling, he hurriedly asked: "Old guy, is there any accurate news about the Blood Jade Ancestral Dragon? I am going to have a big deal tonight. If the Blood Jade Ancestral Dragon is among my targets, wouldn't that hurt too much?"

"I have asked Baili Lu, and he said that the Blood Jade Ancestral Dragon is in Retianshi Palace." Old Jing also calmed down and said seriously.

"Retta Shrine." Xiao Feng was stunned and then laughed: "It turned out to be in Retta Shigong of mgw, haha, after the big fuss, I will go to mgw and then return to China from there."

"Well, you can arrange your own schedule, don't be arrogant, don't put yourself in a desperate situation. You must know that although RB is small, there are many experts. Remember that there are heavens outside of heaven and there are people outside of us."

Xiao Feng nodded: "I remember, old guy."

"Okay, you don't need to worry about domestic affairs. Lao Feng almost made you angry, but don't care. I was by his side at that time." Old Jing said this and paused: "By the way, the guys who broke the bridges and made damage to you and took advantage of the situation are now dead, injured, and even those who were trapped in Qincheng Prison. Except for a few people who can't move for the time being, they are all dealt with. After a while, the remaining people will not be able to escape. I will go to find them one by one."

"..." Xiao Feng's heart was shocked. What kind of storm did Mr. Jing cause in the capital? He actually knocked out all the people.

As one of the parties involved, Xiao Feng knew very well who was attacking him and what level he was. Think about it, as the deputy instructor of Long Yan, he was extremely powerful, so how could he be beaten up by an ordinary character.

But now, in a few days, Mr. Jing actually dealt with them all, especially the "few people" mentioned by Mr. Jing. Xiao Feng could also vaguely guess that they were all big names who could appear on CCTV news and even international news all day long. If they stomped their feet slightly, most of China would be trembling as fierce as a man.

With a burst of passion, Xiao Feng clenched his fists. He was forced to leave Long Yan and moved into a special department. He was kicked out of the country with the last kick. He was also hated. He grew and grew step by step, but he did not have the idea of ​​"a gentleman takes revenge, it's not too late for ten years."

There is no way, the people he has to face are too strong, and it is already good to take revenge for ten years. Now, Qincheng Prison is a place that specializes in detaining all kinds of great people, such as political prisoners. If they do not reach the provincial and ministerial level, they are not qualified to enter.

Has the capital been bloody? Xiao Feng seemed to be able to imagine the scene in the capital, a overlord who seeks justice for his grandson, waved his hand and turned the world...

"Old guy..." Xiao Feng was a little dry and hesitated: "Stop here, the more you go, the wider the involvement..."

Xiao Feng didn't know Mr. Jing's true identity, but he knew the identities of those big bosses in the capital. For example, Mr. Feng, the descendants of the Feng family are mostly in the political and business circles. The most powerful one is already a member of a certain team of the imperial court.

Mr. Jing can be on par with Mr. Feng, and his status can be low, but the tiger cannot hold back the wolves. Xiao Feng is a little worried about Mr. Jing. Once it rebounds, Mr. Jing may not be able to suppress him. Therefore, he advised Mr. Jing to stop here.

"Haha, old guys are now scattered in the capital and have cultivated a group of family children. I live in seclusion in Jiuquan for more than 20 years and have only cultivated you one. You said, is my grandson of Jing Moxian a hundred times stronger than their descendants?" Mr. Jing was proud and domineering.

"Haha..." Xiao Feng also smiled, and secretly guessed in his heart that he must dig out Mr. Jing's identity, and his story must be very legendary.

"Don't worry about me, just rely on them, you can't make any troubles. Grandson, I will come back one by one if they owe you the debts they owe you, and no one can escape. Well, I can make a lot of trouble in RB. As long as I don't put myself in a desperate situation and want to leave, call that number and he can arrange for you to leave." Old Jing's first half of the sentence is very domineering, while the second half of the sentence is only care about his grandson.

"Well, I understand... Grandpa." Xiao Feng nodded, opened his mouth, and changed his name.

"Hahaha, let's hang up. I will watch you through special channels, work hard, and make a big fuss." Mr. Jing laughed and hung up the phone.

After hanging up the phone for a long time, a surging heart gradually stabilized. With Mr. Jing's permission, Xiao Feng finally let go of all his concerns. Since he was here, let's leave a deep memory for RB.

‘Papa’, the knock on the door sounded, and Zhuge Xin came in from outside: “Feng Lin is gone.”

Xiao Feng turned his head and looked at Zhuge Xin: "Have you left? I'll leave, Zhuge Xin, why not..."

"Don't talk nonsense, I know what you are going to say, I won't leave." Zhuge Xin shook his head and interrupted Xiao Feng's words.

"I guess it's going to be a big deal. If you don't leave, even if you return to China, you won't be the deputy instructor of Long Yan." Xiao Feng said seriously.

"When did I ever want to be an associate instructor just to prove that I am better than you." Zhuge Xin sniffed it.

"..." Xiao Feng looked at Zhuge Xin deeply: "Even if you are removed from office, your superiors will not let you go. Long Yan is a sharp blade of the country, with amazing power, and you know too many secrets, I'm afraid..."

"Will you kill me to silence me?" Zhuge Xin raised his eyebrows.

Xiao Feng hesitated and nodded: "It is not ruled out that there is a possibility. I didn't see through it at the beginning. Now I feel that I was already dead. If my old man hadn't been inside, I probably would have been wiped out, let alone being kicked abroad."

Zhuge Xin was silent for a long time and sighed: "It is better to die in RB than to be killed when he goes back. At least he can be a martyr, haha..."

"I won't let you die." Xiao Feng looked at Zhuge Xin, and a thought flashed through him.

"Okay, don't talk about this. Whether you die or not, let it go. If I can't die in RB, someone will kill me when I go back. Haha, then I won't let them be safe, including the Fang family." Zhuge Xin's eyes flashed coldly, and he turned around and left the room.

Xiao Feng sat down, lit a cigarette, took a sip, and kept thinking in his heart that he spit out the last smoke ring until he finished smoking: "Maybe, it's really feasible." As he said that, he shook his head, temporarily suppressed his thoughts, took out his cell phone, and contacted Xiaobei.

"Xiaobei, can you find a way to broadcast live?"

"live streaming."

"I want to slap the RB authorities in the live broadcast." Xiao Feng smiled grimly.

"It's quite difficult, but I'll think of a way and give me an hour."

"Okay." Xiao Feng nodded, thought of something, and asked again: "Is there any news about Wuming and Sansha?"

"No, they should be in Europe at this time."

"Well, then you can do it first." Xiao Feng hung up the phone, a little dazed. What was the situation of Poker? His three-month vacation is about to end. Should he go back and take a look?

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Somewhere in Europe, there is a very luxurious secret manor.

This manor is famous for being a top tycoon and rich man in a certain European country, but in fact, it is one of the distributions of pokers in Europe.

In the manor, strong men holding guns can be seen everywhere, dressed in uniform, all in black suits, wearing black sunglasses, clamped headsets, and holding various weapons such as ak47 in their hands.

At the bottom of the manor, at the door leading to the underground conference room, six burly young men stood, with vigilant eyes and murderous aura, all of whom were masters.

The six burly young men all have different skin colors, and one with dark eyes, black hair and yellow skin inside should be from a certain Asian country.

A long row of stairs was a metal door. There were six young men standing there, with all kinds of skin colors, and judging from the momentum, they were much better than the six outside.

As one of the three major organizations in the world, the poker has absolutely strong foundation. Although the recent civil strife has caused some damage to the entire poker, its strength is still strong.

"Xiao Wang's final selection is in this mission... (English)." A slightly magnetic voice rang in the underground conference room.

There were more than twenty people sitting in the conference room, with their skin of messy yellow, white, black and even brown... The one who was speaking was a standard white man with a straight body, a straight nose bridge, blue eyes, and yellow hair.

"Wu Ming, the last selection, are you confident?" Below, a white man lowered his voice and said to a man next to him who was covered in a black robe.

"Xiao Wang is mine. Whoever touches me will kill whom I will kill." A cold and harsh voice came from the black robe.

Resolutely, the man in black robe was the one who was in a bad mood, Wuming, and beside him was also a man in a black robe and a demon mask.

"Haha, I deserve to be the one chosen by A, domineering, I like it." The white man chuckled, turned to look at Sankhe again: "Sankhe, the injury on his body is fine."
Chapter completed!