Xiao Feng looked at the Order for Heaven in Lao Jing's hand and said from the bottom of his heart that he was also shocked. He didn't expect that the old guy was going to hand over the Order for Heaven to him.
In Xiao Feng's eyes, this organization has always been mysterious. Apart from having so many very powerful and talented members, almost nothing else is known about it.
Every organization has its "soul". In Xiao Feng's view, the old guy is the "soul" of Titian. Every organization also has its own meaning of existence. So what is the meaning and value of the existence of Titian organization.
If it were really that simple to uphold justice for the heavens, then these people here would not be tycoons, but rather rangers, dedicated to taking care of the injustices in the world.
In the past, Xiao Feng had seen the Order for Heaven many times, and the old guy held it like a treasure. In the end, he was afraid that he would steal it, so he hid it. Now, he wants to hand over the Order for Heaven to him.
Everything seemed a little unreal, and Xiao Feng felt as if he was in a dream. From what he knew about the organization for Tian, not only it could conquer the world for Tian, but it was enough to drive all the ambitious people in the world crazy.
Although it is no longer the ancient times, and you can control a big religion or gang with just a token without expecting to see orders or people, but the old guy's old face and the token in his hand are enough. Let Xiao Feng transform from a country bumpkin into a world-class rich man in an instant.
Sun Xiaoqi from the three northeastern provinces, the Lei family from Nanhu Province, the Shen family from Hong Kong, the He family from Macau, the largest Chinese organization in London... there are too many. Once the order is issued, these people can join forces to control anyone. A field may cause turmoil that attracts world attention.
Now, all this is about to fall into Xiao Feng's hands. The dream he has been pursuing so hard, to stand at the top, has become within easy reach, but is this really what he wants?
No, what he enjoys is the process, not the result. He wants to lead his brothers and his team to overcome obstacles along the way and create his own glory.
"A Feng," Mr. Jing stared into Xiao Feng's eyes: "I know, maybe what I give you is not what you want, but when you take control of all this, you will find that there is a broader world outside. Sometimes , if you don’t reach that height, you will never be able to touch the world at a higher level,”
Xiao Feng's heart moved and he nodded: "Thank you, grandpa,"
"You're welcome. Whether you can get this Tiantian Order depends on yourself. If you can't stand my test, I have decided to disband the Tiantian organization because its existence is no longer necessary."
Mr. Jing's words caused another stir, and many old men became anxious. How could the Taitian organization be disbanded? They were born as Taitian's people, and died as Weitian's ghosts.
"Brothers, times have changed," Mr. Jing only said this, then shook his head and said no more explanation: "Let's drink."
Except for the old monk Huiyue, everyone else picked up their wine glasses and drank them all in one gulp. He sat next to him, smelling the aroma of the wine, neither sad nor happy, and slowly twirling the beads. There was Buddha in his heart and Buddha everywhere.
"Ah Feng, you should go down too. Even if you get the Heavenly Order, it's up to you whether you can subdue these little guys," Mr. Jing patted Xiao Feng on the shoulder and said sincerely.
Xiao Feng nodded, turned around and got off the high platform, returned to the young people, picked up the wine glass: "As the host, I would like to propose a toast to everyone,"
"It's done." Except for a few girls, all of them are playing in the society, and none of them can't drink.
A group of young people, who were usually considered to be princes when it came to their own three-acre land, quickly started talking and drinking, and bottles of Wuliangye were consumed.
"Brother Feng," Lei Tianjun was the worst drunk. His tongue was now too big and he couldn't pronounce words clearly: "If it weren't for you, I would have died in London. Ah, you didn't want to take that..." Hey, what’s that called?”
"For Heaven's Order," Sun Mo added next to him.
"Oh, yes, don't you want to hold the Tiantian Order? No matter others, brother, I will definitely support you to the end. From today on, you are my boss. If you ask me to go east, I will If you don't go west, just let me kiss you and I won't touch your breasts. What you say will definitely work," Lei Tianjun shouted to Xiao Feng with drunken eyes.
"Come on, Junzi, there is a girl here," Xiao Feng coughed. This guy must have a bad drinking capacity.
"Girl, what's wrong with girls? I didn't do anything. Boss, tell me what you want me to do," Lei Tianjun said waving his arms.
Xiao Feng scratched his head, thinking that this was not going to work. He opened a bottle of Wuliangye and handed it to Lei Tianjun: "Come on, Junzi, do this."
"Ah, I, you, you want to get me drunk," Lei Tianjun was stunned.
Xiao Feng smiled, he was not drunk yet, "Then tell me, do you want to do it or not?"
"Fuck it, the boss asked me to do it. Even if it's dichlorvos, I have to keep doing it," Lei Tianjun said. He grabbed the bottle and drank it hard. Before he could finish it, he threw it under the table.
"Come, drag him away and find a room for him to rest," Xiao Feng called a few waiters and ordered.
"Okay, Mr. Xiao," several waiters nodded and helped the drunk Lei Tianjun away.
Old man Lei also noticed the situation here, and his face was a little embarrassed. Damn it, it's such an embarrassment to the Lei family. After he goes back, he must train this boy to drink. He can't drink three kilograms of white wine every day, and he's not allowed to do anything else.
"Brother Feng, I don't have any objection to you taking the Heavenly Order, but if you want to really convince me, you don't have to defeat me," Sun Mo also expressed his opinion.
"Haha, what do you think?" Xiao Feng smiled: "How about we have a drink together?"
"I'm not interested, it's still a long time, and we'll see people's hearts over time," Sun Mo also said with a smile.
"Okay," Xiao Feng nodded and raised his cup: "Mozi is right, the days are still long, and we can see people's hearts over time."
After a round of drinking, many people drank too much. Not only the young people, but also Sun Xiaoqi and others were also 70 to 80% drunk.
"It's been so many years since I've dared to be so drunk, and I dared to do it in front of so many brothers. Usually when I'm drunk, I worry about what might happen if my neck is wiped silently," Sun Xiaoqi said with emotion while holding the wine glass.
"Yes, the higher you stand, the greater the risk, and more people will worry about our death." Qi Ye was almost done drinking, and his face turned red.
"With the boss here, who dares to worry about us? Haha, I'm not afraid even if I get sick from drinking, there's a miracle doctor sitting next to me," He Jinming laughed.
Nangong Ji stroked his beard, but he didn’t drink much, and he didn’t like wine: “In a while, I will show each of you, and prescribe some herbal medicine to treat the body. Each of the old bones will not be used for a few years if they are not treated. You have to go see the Lord of Hell,"
"Okay," a group of old guys were overjoyed, saying that a miracle doctor and a dose of medicine would be enough to give them a few more years of life.
After the banquet was over and the wine tables were removed, Mr. Jing left a group of old guys behind, waved to Xiao Feng, and led him to the small conference room next to him.
"Old guy, what are you doing today?" He was no longer in front of everyone, and Xiao Feng also returned to his previous title.
"A Feng, don't you want to stand on the top? This is a shortcut. As long as you subdue those little guys and let them be used for you, then you will control a huge amount of resources. There are not many people in the country who can compete with you. Fight," Mr. Jing said with a smile while not drunk.
"But this is not what I want," Xiao Feng shook his head: "I can work hard for five years or ten years, and what's the point of getting it at my fingertips?"
"Five years of hard work, ten years of hard work, do you know what you have lost? Not only your youth, but also living lives, your enemies, and even your brothers," Mr. Jing said in a serious tone. Some.
"Well, if you don't experience it, how can you grow? Maybe, I will die on the way to pursue it, but so what, at least, I have experienced it and pursued it, that's enough," Xiao Feng also said a lot more seriously .
"Haha," suddenly, Mr. Jing smiled: "It's the same as what I thought back then. Maybe I'm getting older and I value some things more."
"I don't want to follow the same old path you have walked, I want to embark on a new journey,"
"Really? If that's the case, then I'll disband the Taitian organization," Mr. Jing said calmly.
"No, keep it," Xiao Feng hurriedly stopped: "This is your hard work after all. If you really disband, will those old guys outside be happy?"
Mr. Jing shook his head, took out the Token for Heaven, and stroked it a few times: "This Token for Heaven is stained with too much blood."
"Well," Xiao Feng nodded, suddenly thought of something, and asked: "You said there will be a test for me after the new year. What test is it?"
"You have an old enemy that I arranged for you twenty years ago."
"Old enemy," Xiao Feng was stunned. It was arranged 20 years ago. I've heard of people getting married from the tip of their little finger, and some of them marrying their baby. I've never heard of someone arranging an old enemy when they were young.
"That's right," Mr. Jing nodded: "He is very strong, at least you are no match for him now,"
"Who is it?"
"The person trained by the person behind Xiao Guan,"
Hearing the words Xiao Guan and the person behind him, Xiao Feng's eyes flashed with murderous intent: "It turns out it's them, old guy, you should tell me something now,"
"Yes," Mr. Jing nodded: "He is my junior brother,"
"Junior brother," Xiao Feng was shocked: "You mean, the person behind Xiao Guan is your junior brother,"
"That's right," Mr. Jing exhaled slowly, as if he was trapped in endless memories, uncovering the dusty memories covered with cobwebs and cracks. Everything seemed clear and blurry.
This kind of relationship was something Xiao Feng had never imagined. It turned out that the person who caused him to leave his parents and turbulent the entire Xiao family would have such a deep connection with Mr. Jing.
"You have a grudge against your junior brother,"
"Yes and no,"
Xiao Feng was stunned, what kind of answer was this.
"When I think about it carefully, everything has been dusty for too long, and there are faults." Mr. Jing rubbed his temples. Although he didn't want to mention it, it was inevitable. Even he had something he could do nothing about.