After a lot of twists and turns, at two o'clock in the afternoon, the flight from Vladivostok landed at the Capital International Airport.
When Xiao Feng got off the plane, stepped on familiar land, breathed the dry air, and felt a little complicated, he finally returned to his country and came back alive.
This trip to rb can be said to be full of dangers, with a narrow escape from death. Many times, we have been at the critical point of life and death, and we have come out of danger again and again. In addition to our own strength, it is also a matter of luck.
Aoi Kaoru held Xiao Feng's arm and stood quietly beside him, with a faint smile on her face. She could abandon any national justice or national spirit just for the man beside her who she loved deeply. .
Sansha was dressed in a weird outfit, with his whole body covered in black robes and a devil mask on his face, which attracted many people's attention, but he didn't care and was still so unique.
Feng Lin and Hussein have different thoughts. The former has somewhat similar thoughts to Xiao Feng, while the latter is smiling excitedly. He has always regarded China as his second motherland and he loves it here.
If the big shots in the court knew Hussein's thoughts and thoughts, I don't know what their expressions would be like. The young master who is the executor of the world's most awesome terrorist organization actually loves this mysterious country in the East and even treats him as Second motherland, I don’t know whether I should be happy or dumbfounded.
The most excited person is undoubtedly Anton. He has been away from China for many years and has never come back. Now that he has returned to China and the capital of China, his mood is definitely difficult to calm down.
Those who came back with Anton include several of his direct subordinates, all of whom were orphans from China, but almost all of them grew up in rb and have no memory of their motherland at all. But even so, their blood still flows The blood of the Chinese people is the descendants of Yan and Huang, the descendants of the dragon.
Under everyone's surprised gazes, Anton made an exaggerated move. He slowly knelt on the ground, lowered his head and kissed the ground beneath his feet: "Motherland, I'm back again."
Those subordinates did the same. They imitated Anton's movements and knelt down to kiss the ground. We are the descendants of Yan and Huang, the descendants of the dragon.
"Okay, we have attracted too much attention, enough to attract people's attention," Xiao Feng grinned and waved his hand: "Let's go, let's find a place to stay first."
The group of people walked outside in a mighty manner. As soon as they arrived at the pick-up gate, they saw a dozen men in black clothes and sunglasses standing in front of them. The scene was somewhat familiar...
Xiao Feng was stunned for a moment, then looked at it again, damn it, are you not familiar with it, traitor head Xiao Ben.
"Master, Master Feng," Xiao Ben's style is still so stylish, with his middle-parted traitorous hair not messy at all.
"Haha, Xiao Ben, I didn't expect you to come to pick up the plane in person," Xiao Feng hugged Xiao Ben and said with a smile.
Feng Lin also smiled and nodded at Xiao Ben: "Grandpa asked you to come,"
"Well," Xiao Ben finished speaking and glanced a few times: "Zhuge Xin..."
The smile on Feng Lin's face dimmed and he nodded: "He stayed in rb,"
"Alas," Xiao Ben sighed, and then controlled his emotions: "Haha, Mr. Feng, I have already booked a hotel for you, come with me."
"Okay," Xiao Ben made an arrangement, and Xiao Feng naturally would not refuse. With a dozen men in black clothes and sunglasses leading the way, the group left the international airport in a mighty manner.
When we arrived at the hotel, Xiao Ben made some arrangements, exchanged some pleasantries, and was ready to leave.
"Xiao Feng, I'm leaving first," Feng Lin looked deeply at Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng nodded: "Well, let's go back first. I think we can meet again soon, haha,"
Feng Lin and Xiao Ben left, Xiao Feng also returned to the room and contacted Mr. Jing.
"Old guy, I'm back," Xiao Feng was slightly excited.
"Well, I understand. Come and find me now," Mr. Jing said, throwing down an address and hanging up the phone.
Xiao Feng didn't dare to neglect it. After all, the core data was equivalent to the power of a nuclear bomb. Once it exploded, it would be enough to shatter him to pieces.
"Xiao Xun, you rest in the hotel first, I'll go out to do some errands," Xiao Feng kissed Aoi Kaoru's forehead and said softly.
"Well, don't you need me to come with you?"
Xiao Feng looked at Aoi Kaoru's tired face and shook his head pityingly: "No, you have a good rest. I'll just ask Sansha to accompany me."
"Oh, well, pay attention to safety," Kaoru Aoi felt relieved. Sansha's combat effectiveness was stronger than hers.
Xiao Feng installed the hard drive and left the hotel with Sansha without saying hello to anyone else. He drove the car left by Xiao Ben and went straight to the address given to him by Mr. Jing.
On the way, Xiao Feng glanced at Sansha, who was sitting in the passenger seat, and was speechless: "Sansha, are you embarrassed to let me drive as an injured person?"
"I can't drive," Sansha stared ahead without looking at Xiao Feng.
Xiao Feng hesitated for a while, Damn it, I have become your driver. Halfway through the drive, he turned the steering wheel and drove the car into an underground parking lot.
"Brother, let me use your car," Xiao Feng pressed down the car window and said to a man who was parking next to him.
The man was stunned: "Don't you have a car?"
"Oh, there's something wrong with my car. I guess I won't be able to get anywhere," Xiao Feng got out of the car and said with a smile.
The man looked at the Cadillac, then at his own Hyundai, and was a little confused: "This..."
"Brother, I'll mortgage this Cadillac here and give you another 20,000 yuan in cash to use your car, no problem," Xiao Feng said, taking out two piles of cash from his bag.
After a short negotiation, the man nodded in agreement. Anyway, the other party's Cadillac was here and he got 20,000 in cash for free, which was a good thing.
Three minutes later, Xiao Feng drove the Hyundai out of the underground garage. Sansha on the co-pilot moved his body. Not to mention, the Hyundai was not as comfortable as the Cadillac.
Sansha is a martial artist, but not a fool: "You don't believe them,"
"It's not that I don't believe it, it's that I can sail the boat with caution," Xiao Feng shook his head. The core data was of great importance. He really didn't dare to trust the Feng family completely.
Sansha said nothing more, closed his eyes, and quietly thought about his own affairs. When would he find a chance to fight Luo Qiufeng?
How could Xiao Feng understand the thoughts of a martial arts idiot? He didn't bother to ask Sansha what he was thinking. He drove the Hyundai very fast all the way. In about half an hour, he arrived at the place where Mr. Jing said.
After Mr. Jing came to the capital, he has been living in the Feng family, but now he is not in the Feng family, which is enough to explain something. At least, when it comes to core data, Mr. Jing does not dare to take risks. This is why Xiao Feng has to One reason to be careful.
The address provided by Mr. Jing was a temple. It was not large in scale and the incense was not very popular. There were not many people who came to burn incense and worship Buddha, but I saw a few monks cleaning the yard.
When Xiao Feng and Sanshayi entered the temple, the monks' hands holding brooms paused, and they all looked at the two men, then withdrew their gazes and returned to normal.
Xiao Feng narrowed his eyes. With his keen sense, he could feel that these monks were all practitioners. At the same time, he murmured in his heart that even the ordinary monks who swept the yard were masters. It was so weird.
Just when Xiao Feng was about to call Mr. Jing, a gray-robed monk walked out: "Amitabha, the person here is Donor Xiao,"
"Exactly," Xiao Feng couldn't figure out the basis here and was very polite.
"Donor Jing is waiting for Donor Xiao, please come with me," the gray-robed monk said without saying anything, and turned around and walked inside.
Xiao Feng's eyelids twitched again. This gray-robed monk was probably in his forties. His steps were very steady. He looked slow, but he was actually very fast. He was an absolute master.
Sansha's indifferent eyes became brighter at this time, and he also felt the difference in this place. Could it be that this small temple was really a place where dragons and tigers were hidden.
Xiao Feng and Sansha followed the gray-robed monk, turned a few corners, and came to a Zen room: "Donor Xiao, Old Donor Jing is inside, please come in,"
"Thank you, Master," Xiao Feng nodded and walked towards the meditation room.
As Xiao Feng's temporary bodyguard, Sansha naturally had to follow behind. The gray-robed monk did not stop him. He was also secretly shocked in his heart. He was so powerful.
"Old guy, what are you doing, pretending to be mysterious," Xiao Feng felt relieved when he entered the Zen room and saw Mr. Jing.
Mr. Jing glanced at Xiao Feng and coughed lightly: "Ah Feng, this is Master Hui Ru,"
Xiao Feng was stunned and looked at the old monk next to him, Hui Ru. Does it have anything to do with Master Hui Yue? "Hello, Master Hui Ru,"
"Haha, no wonder my senior brother said that Almsgiver Xiao is not a thing in the pond. When I saw him today, he was indeed extraordinary," the old monk Huiru clasped his hands together and said with a smile.
Senior brother, Xiao Feng then thought about it. The senior monk mentioned by the old monk should be Master Huiyue. He respects Master Huiyue from the bottom of his heart. He is a truly enlightened monk, and this old monk is Huiyue. The master's junior brother must also be an eminent monk, otherwise he wouldn't know the old guy.
"Master, thank you for the award," Xiao Feng rarely said modestly, although he believed in his heart that monks do not lie.
"Alright, Donor Jing, Donor Xiao, you guys can chat, the old monk has gone out first," the old monk Hui Ru said and left directly.
Sansha didn't move, he stared at Old Jing, his heart was slightly shocked, he couldn't even see the depth of this old man.
"You are Sansha, haha, I know you," Mr. Jing raised his head and looked directly into Sansha's eyes.
"Sansha, this is my grandfather, Mr. Jing," Xiao Feng introduced hurriedly.
"Mr. Jing," San Sha nodded slowly as a greeting.
Although it was a bit rude, Xiao Feng could only smile bitterly. It was already rare to get Sansha to nod. Indeed, if Sansha hadn't been unable to see through Mr. Jing's depth, he could have ignored it without even nodding.
"You go out first, Ah Feng and I have something to discuss," after Mr. Jing said, a mysterious and mysterious aura rushed towards Sansha, and even Xiao Feng next to him was only vaguely aware of it.
However, the three kills enveloped by the aura were not easy. Even the expression behind the demon mask changed. The old man was so terrifying.