Yanjing is calm on the surface, but there are already winds and clouds in secret. Struggles from all sides are pouring in, and an invisible storm comes quietly. Once it breaks out, it will definitely be a storm!

Jiang Feng's life is peaceful. Jiang Feng also enjoys this rare peace, although he knows in his heart that this peace may not last for too long.

The black Hummer was driving fast on the mountain road. Jiang Feng held the steering wheel with one hand and knocked on his thighs with the other hand, frowned slightly, thinking.

He received a call from Dong Xiaowan, saying that the judge wanted to see him, so Jiang Feng drove on the way to the Sword of China.

The questions Jiang Feng was thinking about at this time were not only thinking about the situation in Yanjing, but also thinking about the reason why the judge wanted to see him.

The car stopped in front of the big iron gate of the Sword of China. Jiang Feng stepped on the brakes, almost instinctively, raised his head and looked at the huge hanging iron sword.

Jiang Feng is familiar with the way to come to the Sword of China. Jiang Feng has seen this iron sword several times, but every time it gives Jiang Feng a different feeling.

The man is dead, the sword is still there, and the spirit is immortal, which makes Jiang Feng unable to help but sigh softly.

The iron gate opened from the inside, and the two guards saluted Jiang Feng in awe. Jiang Feng nodded, drove the car and slowly entered, and finally stopped in front of a row of low bungalows, and then Jiang Feng met the judge.

The judge was grinding the sword, and a long sword was shining brightly. He seemed to have not noticed that Jiang Feng had come in, but just focused on the movements in his hands and were meticulous.

After polishing for nearly twenty minutes, the judge took a clean cloth and carefully wiped the sword clean. Instantly, the sharp sword was filled with light.

"Zheng!"

As the tip of the sword trembled slightly, a sword light flashed in front of Jiang Feng's eyes. The sword in the judge's hand pointed at Jiang Feng's throat without warning.

Jiang Feng did not react at all, and stood motionless, as if he did not notice the judge's actions.

"Why don't you avoid it?" The judge asked with a bright light in his eyes and staring at Jiang Feng.

"Why should I hide?" Jiang Feng asked with a smile.

"Do you know that if my sword is stabbed forward two centimeters, it will pierce into your throat. If the sword has no eyes, are you not worried that I will kill you in a flash?" the judge said slowly.

"After all, it's still two centimeters away." Jiang Feng said without changing his face.

The judge's eyes flashed, he put away his sword, and then sighed softly, "You are growing too fast, so fast that I can't see your steps clearly."

The judge was moved and sighed.

This time he set out his sword, he naturally tested Jiang Feng, but the result of the test was definitely beyond his expectations.

In a hurry, the intention is unclear. In this case, when a person encounters danger, what he thinks in his mind at the first time is how to avoid risks without exception.

But Jiang Feng was not moving at all, and there were two possibilities. The first was that Jiang Feng believed that he would not kill him, so he did not take it seriously. The second was that Jiang Feng had absolute confidence in his strength and believed that no matter how he took his sword, no matter how he took it, it would not hurt him a little.

No matter which of the above two possibilities is, they are actually a huge test of concentration and strength. At least the judge understands that if someone draws his sword like this, even if he knows in advance that the other party has no malicious intentions, he will subconsciously avoid risks. It is absolutely impossible to be as calm as Jiang Feng.

Therefore, the judge would make such an sigh.

Jiang Feng smiled and said, "The judge called me here today, probably not just to test me."

"I have something to talk to you, but don't worry." The judge said, and as he spoke, he took two bottles of high-alcohol and two wine glasses out.

The judge unscrewed the lid, poured two glasses of white wine, pushed one to Jiang Feng, and said, "The last time you got engaged, I should have gone to celebrate in person... I toast you this glass of wine to celebrate your engagement, although it was a little late."

Jiang Feng picked up the cup and touched the judge, raised his neck and drank the wine in the cup in one gulp.

Jiang Feng has always respected the judge quite a lot. This respect does not come from the judge's strength, but the judge's character.

Moreover, the judge helped him a lot, and for him he was both a teacher and a friend. When he got engaged to Ye Qingxuan, the judge sent a calligraphy and painting. For Jiang Feng, he was already full of affection. Now he poured wine and sent a belated blessing in person. Jiang Feng was even more grateful.

The judge then drank the wine from the cup. He turned the cup upside down on the table and said, "Next to talk about the main business, and then continue drinking after you finish it."

Seeing this, Jiang Feng smiled, but he could see that the judge was a person with a temperament, saying one is one, two is two, and he is never vague, and he has clear distinction between public and private, without any discount.

Then the judge said, "Yanjing has not been very calm recently, you should have noticed it?"

Upon hearing this, Jiang Feng frowned slightly. Yanjing was not calm. He knew very well that he did not expect that the judge called him over today and was talking about this matter.

The judge noticed Jiang Feng's frowning action and said, "You really know."

Jiang Feng nodded, but did not speak, waiting for the judge to continue to say, and the judge continued, "Although Yanjing has never been very peaceful, there are few disturbances in the capital and important areas of the capital. However, this time the uneasiness is probably not that simple, so I called you over and hope that you can take action when the time is right."

Jiang Feng smiled bitterly: "This time, the strong people from all over the world gather. What can I do alone?"

"No matter how chaotic the situation is, someone will stand up." The judge said seriously.

Jiang Feng was silent for a moment. In essence, he could be considered a selfish person. Seeking profit and avoiding harm is an instinct, and naturally he is not as good as the judge's righteousness.

It was just that the judge asked for it, but Jiang Feng could not refuse it too directly.

"I want to know what their purpose is to come to Yanjing." After thinking about it, Jiang Feng asked. He asked Mr. Zong about this question, but he did not get an answer. He asked again.

"I'm still investigating, but it should be soon. When I receive the news, I will definitely notify you as soon as possible." The judge said quickly.

"If necessary, I will take action." Jiang Feng replied without hesitation.

Mastering the news is equivalent to mastering the opportunity. This time, the purpose behind Yanjing is gathered, and the purpose behind it will definitely not be simple. Jiang Feng does not have too many sources of information, and the Hidden Family cannot rely on it. The intelligence network he built himself is not yet mature. In this way, he can only rely on the news from the judge.

The judge said that once the news was received, he would be notified immediately. Jiang Feng knew that the judge largely wanted to use the news as his exchange. In this way, whether it was for the consideration of the friendship between the two parties or the self-interest, he would not agree.

"The matter is over, let's continue drinking." The judge quickly spoke, picked up the upside down cup, filled the white wine, and invited Jiang Feng to drink it.

Both of them have amazing alcohol content. High concentration of liquor is not much different from drinking soda. In a short while, two bottles of liquor were drunk.

The judge rummaged through the boxes and cabinets and found four bottles of liquor. Both parties drank the four bottles of liquor separately, and the judge was a little drunk.

When Jiang Feng left the room, the members of the Sword of China were all training on the field, but today's training method was a bit special. They were playing football, and Dong Xiaowan and Dong Baoyu were both there.

A football rolled down at Jiang Feng's feet, and Dong Xiaowan shouted at Jiang Feng at the top of her throat: "Jiang Feng, do you want to play football together?"

"No." Jiang Feng shook his head.

If he needs to relax, playing football may be a good way, but he doesn't need it, but he doesn't have the heart to play with them.

As if he was dissatisfied with this answer, Dong Xiaowan flattened her mouth and said, "Then please help me kick the ball."

Jiang Feng volleyed his foot, and the football broke out into the air, drew a graceful arc, landing at Dong Xiaowan's feet, instantly turning from extreme movement to extreme static.

All the players present looked at Jiang Feng, and naturally saw Jiang Feng's volley. It seemed like a simple action that could not be simple, but the grasp of the force was at its peak.

Jiang Feng gave the ball to Dong Xiaowan and drove away, but because of this volley, all the members of the Chinese Sword were very complicated.

"Is it amazing to play football?" Dong Xiaowan said angrily, very dissatisfied with Jiang Feng's refusal to join.

Dong Baoyu smiled bitterly and said, "This is not a question of whether it is powerful or not. But if Jiang Feng really promised you to play football together, how should he play this ball?"

"How else can I kick? Of course I kick it with my feet." Dong Xiaowan said without thinking.

Dong Baoyu smiled bitterly and said, "I mean, if Jiang Feng ended up, he would be the absolute master. He controls everything. How should you play at that time?"

Dong Xiaowan suddenly realized that yes, if Jiang Feng played football, then they would all become so-called roles. In that case, how would Jiang Feng play? It’s not OK to play, nor can he not do it, so he could only refuse to join.

"But I'm still very unhappy." After a while, Dong Xiaowan said.

"Why?" Dong Baoyu was stunned.

"There is no reason, it's just unhappy." Dong Xiaowan said coquettishly.

Dong Baoyu suddenly felt a headache. It was really life-threatening to have such an unreasonable sister, but it was a headache. Seeing Jiang Feng's thrust, Dong Baoyu's heart still felt a little turbulent.

Dong Baoyu looked at the other members. Everyone, without exception, had complicated expressions, and several of them all showed a look of depression. It was probably a kind of depression that was too heartless but not enough.

Then, Dong Baoyu remembered that time, Jiang Feng alone fought against the entire Chinese sword, and suddenly felt a little inexplicable emotion in his heart.
Chapter completed!