At this moment, in a large house in Beijing that was heavily surrounded, Long Xuewen was walking around the room anxiously.

This is a building from the Qing Dynasty, and the furnishings in the room are also full of antiques, furniture that makes people feel the atmosphere of ancient China.

On a yellow pear wood Taishi chair, an old man with gray hair and beard was holding a dragon-headed crutch in one hand and rubbing two jade fitness balls with the other.

"Dad, I'm still a little worried. If it doesn't work, I'll go there myself." Long Xuewen finally couldn't hold it anymore and asked the old man.

This old man is the current Long family, Long Xuewen's father. He is also very likely Lin Feng's grandfather.

"Don't be anxious. Heaven is about to entrust this person with a great responsibility. He must first work hard on his mind, strain his muscles and bones, starve his body and skin, and gain what he can't do. This child has been missing for so many years. Even if he wants to return to our family now, he will not be able to do it.

It's so simple, you just have to wait and see what happens." The old man seemed not to worry about his grandson at all.

"Dad, what if those people who broke up the family killed Lin Feng?" Long Xuewen asked unwillingly.

"If he is really my grandson, Long Zhenhua, how could he be killed like this?" A trace of astonishing domineering suddenly flashed across the old man's cloudy eyes. He said: "For this Lin Feng, ever since I listened to you

After those words, I paid special attention to him. This kid is very capable. He escaped from the secret base in the American Delta and completed the mission. He will not die so easily."

After saying that, the old man narrowed his eyes again, and his body no longer had the astonishing aura just now, and he looked like an ordinary old man.

Long Xuewen was stunned for a moment, and said with a wry smile: "Dad, even though that's what I said, the people who split up the family are planning to become the head of the family. It's not just a day or two. If they are really crazy, what should we do?"

Long Zhenhua smiled and said: "I think you don't know yet, but Lin Feng has now become Lu Kun's disciple. And he is still with Lu Kun. Not only that, the people who are with him are also

There is a little girl from the Duanmu family. I think even if the people who separated the family come up with some crooked ideas, they will not be detrimental to Lin Feng now."

After hearing Long Zhenhua's explanation, Long Xuewen breathed a sigh of relief and thought to himself that although his father didn't seem to care whether Lin Feng was Xi Wu's son, he had been secretly paying attention to it.

At hz military airport, a plane took off quietly under the night. The destination was also ah. The people sitting on the plane were Lao Gui and Long Si, and of course Tang Dian, who was responsible for following Long Si.

"Instructor, aren't you worried about Lin Feng at all?" Seeing the old ghost sitting in his seat, closing his eyes and concentrating, not worried at all, Long Si asked dissatisfiedly: "If something really happens to him, then what will happen to you?"

All these years of hard work have been in vain!"

The old ghost opened his eyes and said: "Don't worry, that kid will not die so easily. His life is very tough." As soon as he finished speaking, the old ghost closed his eyes again. He also hummed from his nose.

Huangmei Opera.

Seeing his leisurely and contented look, Long Si wanted to step forward and punch him twice. However, considering that he was no match for this mysterious instructor, he could only give up this idea.

Tang Dian looked at the old ghost curiously. In his opinion, this person who was called an instructor by Chief Long Si was a powerful figure no matter what. But the old ghost in front of him was wearing a colorful casual shirt.

The feet were obviously wearing slippers.

He was unattractive and slovenly. This was Tang Dian's impression of the old ghost. This guy couldn't be related to an iron-blooded soldier like Long Si, right?

Perhaps sensing Tang Dian's gaze, the old ghost turned his head, opened his eyes, and grinned at Tang Dian.

Tang Dian snorted and turned away, ignoring the old ghost.

After resting against a tree for a while on the road in ah town, Lin Feng was a little worried about Uncle Kun and others. In any case, this incident was probably because of himself. Let Lin Feng stay out of the matter like this, he

Can't do it.

Thinking of Uncle Kun's words of advice and entrustment before leaving, Lin Feng hesitated for a moment.

After a moment, he finally strengthened his belief. He jumped away from the big tree and ran towards the town and the inn.

Lin Feng still doesn't know that if he hadn't gone, there might not have been any conflicts. It was precisely because of his appearance that what happened tonight completely shocked the whole of China.

Outside the inn, after shouting, he found that no one was paying attention to him. Fan Guohui was indescribably embarrassed. He cleared his throat and shouted: "I don't have a weapon, can I come in?"

In the inn, after hearing Fan Guohui's cry again, Uncle Kun glanced in the direction of the small courtyard with dissatisfaction and said to Murong Hao: "Go over and tell this guy. Don't let ghosts scream in the middle of the night. If he doesn't sleep, others will

I still need to rest."

Murong Hao sweated profusely. However, considering his seniority, he realized that the old man in front of him was his master. He could only come to the door with a wry smile, and said to Fan Guohui through the door: "Stop shouting, we have to rest. Wait until

After daybreak, we will naturally release the lieutenant colonel leader. We will not harm his life!"

Fan Guohui outside the door almost spat out a mouthful of blood after hearing Murong Hao's answer. How could they still sleep under such circumstances?

However, he was afraid that the other party would hurt his brother-in-law, so Fan Guohui turned around in embarrassment and looked at Wang Junyan's guard. It was this guy who had just encouraged him to negotiate with these gangsters.

The experienced guard also heard Murong Hao's words. His brows were furrowed, forming a deep "Sichuan" between his eyebrows. I really couldn't figure out where Murong Hao and others had the confidence to, at this time,

Still have time to rest.

He waved to Fan Guohui and told him to come back first. The guard lowered his head and began to walk back.

After leaving the small courtyard of the inn at a speed countless times faster than before, Fan Guohui couldn't even take a breath and hurriedly asked the guard: "What should we do? What should we do now? They asked us to wait until dawn.

Do we really have to wait?"

The guard who was deep in thought glared at Fan Guohui with dissatisfaction. In his eyes, this Fan Guohui was just a loser. If it weren't for Wang Junyan's relationship, he would never have taken the position of director of the County Public Security Bureau.

In any case, this loser is the brother-in-law of his chief. The guard said helplessly: "Let me think of a solution first. In this case, we must not be led by these gangsters."

After walking back and forth for a long time, just when the guard was about to get along with him, he heard Liu Mingkun suddenly exclaim: "It's this guy!"

Looking in the direction of Liu Mingkun's line of sight, a man wearing black casual clothes was striding towards here.

"Who is this guy?" Fan Guohui asked puzzledly.

Liu Mingkun said: "We just captured him and an old gentleman, but they escaped halfway, so we came back here."

"Do you think this guy is the murderer of that Japanese friend?" Fan Guohui suddenly became energetic. He stared directly at Lin Feng.

That's right, this man in black casual clothes who is walking towards here without any concealment is none other than Lin Feng.

"Stop!" the guard suddenly shouted, immediately took out a pistol from his waist, pointed at Lin Feng and said: "Don't come over here. Who are you?"

As a soldier, he could feel the smell of iron and blood on Lin Feng's body. This is a temperament that can only be developed by a soldier who has seen blood and killed people.

For such people, it does not make much difference whether they have weapons or not, because such people are specially trained by the country to perform special tasks. They are specialized killing machines. They have no emotions at all, only loyalty to the country!

The guard's original instructor was a soldier who retired from the special forces. But even so, the instructor was not as stressed as Lin Feng in front of him.
Chapter completed!