After Xiao Feng and the others left Nanjian Gate, Bing Ling and Hua Murong remained silent on the way down the mountain.
"What's wrong with you two?"
Xiao Feng stopped and looked at the two of them.
"ah?"
The two people's eyes were dazed, and they obviously hadn't come back to their senses yet.
After a few seconds of slowing down, Hua Murong said, "I really can't believe that the famous Nangong Jinsheng died like this?"
"What? You don't want him to die?"
Xiao Feng shook his head and smiled.
"Of course not. I wish he would die soon."
"I just felt like a dream. I was prepared to die, but I didn't expect it to succeed in the end."
Hua Murong smiled.
"Sister Rong, if it weren't for Brother Feng, just the two of us would have lost our lives, let alone revenge."
Bing Ling interjected.
"Xiao Feng, you are truly a blessing to me and Bing Ling. Thank you for everything you have done for the two of us."
Hua Murong's eyes were hot, coming from the heart.
"Haha...you're welcome, we are all our own people."
"But don't be too happy too early. As long as the Sanzhongmen and Beidaomen are destroyed, Baihua Palace's great revenge will not be avenged."
Xiao Feng said seriously.
The two girls nodded heavily, the road to revenge is still long.
If it weren't for their careful planning this time and if Xiao Feng had used poison to paralyze the entire Nanjian Sect, they would have been able to win by chance.
If the elders and hall master of Nanjian Sect were not poisoned, even if Xiao Feng did not die, they would not survive.
The death of Nangong Jinsheng will definitely arouse the high vigilance of Sanzhongmen and Beidaomen, and it will not be so easy to take action later.
"Brother Feng, will Zhao Jingping listen to you?"
Bing Ling said worriedly.
"Don't worry, he will do what I say whether it's public or private."
Xiao Feng was confident. Unless Zhao Jingping was absolutely sure to kill himself, he could only obey his orders.
The three of them returned to the town and rested for another night in a restaurant. The wounds on Xiao Feng's body were basically healed.
At eight o'clock in the morning, when the three of them were about to find a car to leave, they saw the driver, A Gou, walking out of a hotel with two women in his arms.
No need to ask, you all know that last night must have been a romantic night.
The two prostitutes were still a little reluctant to give up, talking a lot of disgusting words, and kissed him on each cheek.
"Okay, brother is leaving. See you next time."
"Handsome guy, come and play often."
The two women looked charming and waved.
"Young man, you're pretty cool, aren't you?"
'Snapped!'
Hua Murong quietly walked up behind him and patted him hard on the shoulder.
"Fuck, who is that?"
This startled Agou and he turned around suddenly.
"Hey, is it Miss Hua?"
"I thought they were catching prostitutes. This scared me."
He patted his chest and took two deep breaths.
"Huh, you have a guilty conscience."
"I said why don't you go back? It turns out it's because of women? You're a womanizer."
Hua Murong glared at him fiercely.
"Look what you said, lust is a man's nature."
"Mr. Xiao, do you think so?"
Agou had a wicked smile on his face.
"Stop talking nonsense and take us back to the airport."
Xiao Feng looked embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.
"Okay, get in the car!"
The three of them immediately got in the car and drove all the way to the provincial capital of Xinzhou.
On their way back, something happened again in Jinmen.
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In the Han Group, Han Qianhui had just returned to the office after her morning meeting when a call came in from the front desk on the first floor.
"Mr. Han, is there a man looking for you downstairs?"
"Who is it?"
Han Qianhui asked.
"He said he was Mr. Xiao's friend."
The receptionist replied.
"Let him come up!"
Han Qianhui didn't think much about it. Since she was Xiao Feng's friend, she couldn't refuse.
Five minutes later, a middle-aged man in his fifties wearing cloth clothes and shoes opened the door and walked into the office.
There was a smile on his face, but his eyes looked sharp.
"Sir, are you looking for Xiao Feng?"
"No, I'm here to see Mr. Han."
The man shook his head and smiled.
"What's up?"
Han Qianhui looked at him and saw that he was not a businessman.
"Can we sit down and talk?"
The man asked with a smile.
"Of course, please sit down."
Han Qianhui entertained her warmly and even poured tea for her personally.
But as soon as she turned around, the middle-aged man gently grabbed her hair at an extremely fast speed.
"ah!"
Han Qianhui felt a pain in her scalp and turned around quickly.
The man was still sitting on the sofa, looking at her with a smile.
Strange, could it be that he is neurotic?
Han Qianhui shook her head and didn't take it seriously.
"Sir, please tell me if you have something to say."
"Mr. Han, I have a gift for you."
The common man took something out of his bag, wrapped it tightly in newspaper, and placed it on the table.
Gift?
Han Qianhui was a little confused. What does this mean?
"Mr. Han, don't get me wrong, this is what Mr. Xiao prepared for you."
"He said the Chinese New Year is coming soon and he would like to give you a New Year gift."
The commoner man laughed and said.
Xiao Feng?
Han Qianhui felt sweet, the brat was quite good at coaxing people.
She opened the newspaper with great pleasure, and inside was a blooming cactus, as big as a fist.
"Wow! So beautiful."
Han Qianhui was pleasantly surprised. The purple-red flowers looked extremely gorgeous.
Others send flowers with roses and lilies, but this guy sent cactus, which is really unique.
"Huh? It smells so good."
The prickly pear exudes a strange fragrance, not the fragrance of petals, but more like some kind of herbal smell.
Suddenly, she felt dizzy and her whole body became extremely weak.
"Mr. Han, are you okay?"
The man in civilian clothes looked at her quietly.
"No, I have a little headache."
Han Qianhui rubbed her forehead and quickly put down the cactus.
"oops!"
Her finger was accidentally pricked by a cactus, and blood dripped on it.
The man's eyes lit up and he showed a strange smile.
At this time, the office door was suddenly pushed open.
I saw two brothers, Xu Bao and Xu Shan, walking in in a hurry. After seeing the strange man, Xu Bao narrowed his eyes.
"Mr. Han, are you okay?"
Xu Shan said with concern.
"It's nothing, I got pricked accidentally."
Han Qianhui took out a piece of paper and pressed it on the wound.
The Xu family brothers and sisters came here specifically to protect her. This was the task Xiao Feng assigned to them last time.
Ever since the Qinglong Temple was destroyed and Liu Daxian was killed, Xiao Feng began to become more vigilant.
Several important people around him were all arranged to be secretly protected by warriors.
The Xu brothers and sisters were usually responsible for picking up and dropping off Han Qianhui, and spent most of their time hanging around the company.
Han Qianhui is busy every day and often meets with clients in the office.
The Xu brothers and sisters were no longer surprised, but when they saw this man, Xu Bao felt something was wrong. They waited at the door of the office for a while before deciding to come in.
"Sir, may I ask who you are?"
Xu Bao looked at the man and asked with a smile.
"Oh! I'm Mr. Xiao's friend, and I'm here to give something to Mr. Han."
"Now that the things have been delivered, I won't bother you."
The clothed man nodded, smiled, stood up and left.