Five minutes later, Qin Feng walked out of the iron gate and cleaned up the blood stains on his coat.
Then I made a phone call and went out.
In less than ten minutes, more than a dozen black business cars arrived.
The car door opened, and groups of men in black jumped out of the car and rushed into the hall.
A woman with her hair tied up and an anxious face rushed over quickly:
"Mr. Qin, are you okay?"
Her eyes were frightened and uneasy.
"fine."
Qin Feng wiped the blood on his robe: "Let's go, I also made an appointment to meet someone."
The woman nodded hurriedly, took Qin Feng into the car and left.
On the way, Qin Feng learned that this woman's name was Wen Wan.
The man who picked him up at the station before was just a killer from Longhutang.
They eavesdropped on Wen Bichen's phone and learned the time of Qin Feng's arrival at the station, so they arranged for someone to intercept him at the station in advance.
"The boss of Longhu Hall, Zhang Xiaotian, has a close relationship with Li Jin'e."
"Ever since Li Jin'e lost power and was no longer valued by her family, she has been secretly contacting Longhutang to prepare in advance for the next battle over the head of the house."
"I just didn't expect that she would be so courageous and actually send someone to assassinate her midway."
"It seems that Li Jin'e is still very wary of you and is unwilling to let you arrive at Jinling so smoothly and ruin her next plan."
Wen Wan was very angry: "I have reported the situation here to the head of the house. She will go to Li Jin'e to settle the score. We must not let Mr. Qin suffer this loss in vain."
She was extremely afraid. If Qin Feng had any trouble today, she would not be able to report to Wen Bichen when she went back.
Qin Feng didn't pay attention, and after sending a message to Zhang Biao, he leaned on his seat and closed his eyes to rest.
Soon, the motorcade arrived at Gangneung Hotel.
Before getting out of the car, Wen Wan motioned to Qin Feng to wait a moment, then opened the door and walked out alone.
In front of the Gangneung Hotel, there are more than a dozen luxury cars parked.
It's all Cadillac full-size off-road, and a strong man in a suit stands with his hands hanging down.
The leader is an elegant man.
Wearing rimless glasses, you look noble and stable.
"Who are you?"
After Wenwan got out of the car, she stared at the other person: "Why are you blocking the door here?"
Jinling seems different today because of the arrival of someone.
"Nancheng Sun Family."
The elegant man said calmly: "By order of the head of the family, Mr. Qin is invited to be a guest in the house."
"Sun family?"
Wen Wan frowned: "Sun Mingyao asked you to come?"
As Wen Bichen's right-hand assistant, she knows a lot about the big and small forces in Jinling.
What's more, the Sun family is not unknown in Jinling.
"yes."
The elegant man nodded: "Mr. Qin has a friend who happens to be a guest at home."
"The head of the family ordered me to come and invite Mr. Qin to the house to have a talk."
"Mr. Qin, please get out of the car."
His tone was very tough and he had an aura of determination to win.
"Mr. Qin is not available."
Wen Wan immediately refused: "Mr. Qin has been tired from traveling all the way and now needs to go back to the hotel to rest."
"If you have anything to do, I will make an appointment for you when Mr. Qin is free."
"Please get out of your way, otherwise I won't be polite."
She waved lightly, and a group of men in suits jumped out of the business car behind her and arrived one after another.
The two sides formed a confrontation.
Wen Wan has no intention of giving in.
"I'll go with them."
Qin Feng's voice sounded: "Just in time, I also plan to meet Mr. Sun."
"It's better to choose a day than to hit it."
…
Half an hour later, on the bank of Jinshui River, the Mercedes-Benz stopped behind the Cadillac.
Wen Wan looked at the European-style villa in front of her and knew that this was the residence of Sun Mingyao, the head of the Sun family.
"Mr. Qin, you have just arrived in Jinling and haven't seen the head of the house yet. Are you sure you want to go to Sun's house?"
There was some worry in her words: "The Sun family has been hesitating between sides in the Jinling situation recently, and their move to move closer to the Song family is very obvious."
"Sun Mingyao has always had a bad reputation in Jinling. He jumps up and down and is jokingly called a slave with three surnames."
"But this time they seem to have a big problem with their branches in other places, and they are in urgent need of life-saving blood transfusions from the Song family."
"The Song family wanted to take advantage of Sun Mingyao, but they never agreed smoothly."
"There is no guarantee that Sun Yaowei will use you as a proxy this time to win the support of the Song family."
She showed affection and reason, hoping to dispel Qin Feng's idea of entering the Sun family.
"fine."
Qin Feng smiled: "Wait for me for a while, I will come out soon."
After pushing the door open and getting out of the car, Qin Feng walked into the riverside villa led by the elegant man.
The riverside is lined with trees, a garden swimming pool, a private dock and a cruise ship.
Even the floor tiles along the road are made of expensive white marble, which shows the Jinling Sun family's rich financial resources.
The elegant man led Qin Feng into the mansion door, bent down and bowed: "Master, we are here."
There were many people sitting in the Sun family hall.
The atmosphere was a bit solemn.
The head of the Sun family, Sun Mingyao, was at the top of the list, surrounded by many core members of the Sun family.
There was a figure kneeling on the floor in the middle, facing the direction of Sun Mingyao.
"Sun Zhengxing?"
Qin Feng asked in confusion: "Why did you come to Jinling?"
The figure turned his head with a surprised look on his face: "Mr. Qin, why are you really here..."
"alright."
Qin Feng raised his hand to stop him from continuing and looked at Sun Mingyao: "I'm here, aren't you even going to give me a stool?"
"Is this how the Sun family treats guests?"
Sun Mingyao said nothing, and the whole hall burst into laughter.
"Qin Feng, do you think this is still the southern capital?"
"It's a mercy of the old man that I can let you bring your legs over."
"I still want to sit down. Believe it or not, you will be kneeling on the ground crying and no one will pay attention to you?"
Next to Sun Mingyao sits a man with a hooked nose, hands and fingers as thick as yarn, eyes as sharp as an eagle, and long breathing. He is an out-and-out strong man with inner strength.
Everyone laughed even louder, and some of the female relatives looked even more disdainfully, spitting on the ground.
"Do not believe."
Qin Feng glanced around: "I only know if I stand."
