Qi's leisurely answer made Fu Fengyun couldn't help but smile.
He knew that Qi Dangxian would definitely agree, but he didn't expect that he would agree without any conditions.
Even the lean man was a little surprised. He nodded secretly, thinking that although this kid was a bit fucked up, he was actually a good person.
Fu Fengyun said to Qi Dangxian: "The situation in Penglai has been very chaotic recently, all kinds of dark things are happening, and there have even been a few murders involving big shots."
Qi Dangxian listened patiently as Fu Fengyun told him about the current situation in Penglai, and carefully wrote down all the key points.
"I understand, the Americans just don't want Zuo Chen to come on stage to speak, so they sent people from the CIA to make trouble." Qi Yingxian said.
At this time, he also understood why Xu Aoxue went back to Nanyang directly. It turned out that Clark, the big boss of the CIA, had moved the battlefield to Penglai and had no time to take care of the situation in Nanyang.
Indeed, for Americans, preventing someone close to China from taking power in Penglai is more important than the situation in Nanyang!
After all, their aircraft carriers are still lingering near Nanyang. Even if the situation in Nanyang develops unexpectedly, they are still sure of staying on the Diaoyutai.
Fu Fengyun nodded and said: "Yes, that's why I asked you to help me this time. After all, Clark, the leader of the CIA internal organization in the United States, will probably be in Penglai."
After hearing this, Qi Dangxian completely understood why Fu Fengyun wanted him to go to Penglai.
This is to make him match the force value of the American side. For a top-notch person like Clark, whoever is sent there may end up giving away food.
And it would be very suitable for Qi Bong to pass by easily. His personal abilities are not inferior to Clark's at all.
More importantly, he also has the title of Archbishop of the Southern District of the Holy Church, so it is impossible for people to openly use official power to target him.
"Then this trip to Penglai will probably be very interesting. Many countries are involved in it, but I wonder if people from the Zhao family will get involved?" Qi couldn't help but ask.
"Probably not. The people of the Zhao family also know how to destroy the situation in Penglai at will. Once the matter is exposed, what kind of public pressure will they bear. By then, we don't need to do anything, the spit of everyone in the world will drown them!
"Fu Fengyun said calmly.
Qi Dingxian thinks about it. Some things are red lines. No matter how privileged you are, you cannot step on them. Once you touch them, you will most likely be shattered to pieces.
For example, the future ownership of Penglai belongs to the red line.
Don't underestimate Penglai, an island. After all, it occupies the southeastern sea area. Its existence will greatly curb the development of China's navy.
Also, Penglai's core-making technology is world-class. If Penglai can be brought back to its core, its scientific and technological strength can also be greatly developed.
Qi Bingxian said thoughtfully: "That's not necessarily the case!"
Fu Fengyun was startled and asked: "What do you have in mind?"
"Penglai is like a high official in the Snow Country." Qi Bingxian glanced at Fu Fengyun and said calmly.
"The high minister is the political legacy left by the previous president of Snow Country, leaving it to the new president to solve in order to win the hearts and minds of the people."
"The same is true for Penglai. If Penglai surrenders, what kind of reputation will your faction gain?"
Fu Fengyun raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard this. He felt that Qi Dangxian's words were quite reasonable. He said calmly: "You are right..."
Seeing that Fu Fengyun had finished drinking his tea, Qi Dang casually picked up the kettle and gave him another cup of tea.
The historical structure of Snow Country has undergone earth-shaking changes due to his operations.
The oligarchs continue to divide themselves into one side, and the proud man who is about to be born will never see the light of day again.
A sick polar bear is a good polar bear.
Penglai is equal to Gao Chen, and the Zhao family will not be able to see clearly. Although the risk is extremely high, Qi Dangxian feels that they may still step on it. Whether it is a bad thing or a share of the pie remains to be seen by time.
"Penglai is all your fault. You don't have to do anything. I just want someone who can match a strong man like Clark." Fu Fengyun finished another cup of tea and felt that time was almost up. He stood up and prepared.
Farewell.
Qi Dangxian smiled and said: "I'm looking forward to another head-to-head confrontation with a top powerhouse like Clark. His static talent is better than mine. It would be interesting to fight with someone like him!"
Fu Fengyun said: "The edge still needs to be slightly restrained, as it is easy to break if it is too strong."
When the lean man saw that Qi was still sitting on his chair, he couldn't help scolding him: "It's so rude. Mr. Fu wants to leave, but he doesn't know how to get up and see him off?"
When Qi Dangxian heard this, he frowned, with a hint of displeasure at the corner of his mouth, and said: "Okay, okay, I'll see Mr. Fu off!"
He felt very unhappy. This lean man pretended to be his elder and would scold him at every turn.
"I have to teach this guy a lesson!" Qi Dangxian thought.
While he was taking the two of them out, he passed by the practice room and suddenly said: "Hey, there are still masters!"
After Jiu Heng, who was teaching He Duolian, heard these words, he suddenly turned around and said: "Where is the master!!!"
The lean man felt the terrifying gaze sweeping over him, and he suddenly became nervous and became as nervous as a wildfire burning his body.
"Ha, he is a master of Wing Chun White Crane. You can fight with me first!" Jiu Heng said with a big smile, pumping up his breath and walking like lightning, he flashed in front of the lean man and punched him in the face.
The lean man's scalp was numb, so he could only grit his teeth and take a step forward to receive Jiuheng's fist.
Qi Dangxian took Fu Fengyun two steps to the side and said with a smile: "Look at the excitement, don't get hurt."
Fu Fengyun glanced at Qi Bingxian angrily and said: "How can you, a master who can show you that he is an immortal, need such a small belly and such ordinary knowledge?!"
Qi Dingzheng said casually: "I don't understand what you are talking about! Jiuheng is a martial arts fanatic. He wants to compete with masters when he sees them. The ancients said that the hunter is happy when he sees him. This is probably the case."
Fu Fengyun sneered: "This is Yu Xiaolong's uncle. If he is injured, you have to figure out how you will live in the future."
"I have nothing to do with Yu Xiaolong. Her uncle was injured, what does it have to do with me?" Qi Dingxian was still arrogant and spoke forcefully.
In the blink of an eye, more than a dozen moves passed, and the lean man was already a little exhausted. He was enveloped by Jiuheng's fist wind and was retreating steadily.
When he reached the twenty-sixth move, Jiuheng squeezed the arm blocking his chest away, and then punched his abdomen, causing him to hunched into a ball, curled up on the ground, and vomited acid water.
"There's no one who can hit me!" Jiuheng frowned, turned around and walked away.
Qi Dangxian couldn't help but have a satisfied smile on his face.
The lean man couldn't help but grit his teeth and said to Qi Dangxian: "You are the sixth child, just like Qi Yunfeng..."