The Dragon from Hell

Originally, Secretary Gao frowned when he heard Zhan Tingshen's words.

The people above have already discussed this matter. If Qin Feng really takes the opportunity to trick Zhan Tingshen into doing it for him, things will become really difficult.

Although Zhan Tingshen's identity is not ordinary, he is a military man after all, and he can't interfere in the internal struggle of the center.

If the water is stirred up, it will be a mess, and no one will have a good time.

But after hearing Qin Feng's answer, he breathed a sigh of relief, and looked at Qin Feng a little strangely: This kid... is he just going to give up his life just to vent his anger?

Zhan Tingshen's face also darkened instantly, and his eyes looking at Qin Feng were even colder: "What do you mean by this?"

"Just because of what I said just now to squeeze you, are you really going to miss this opportunity?"

"Boy, don't think that you can turn the world upside down just because you win a game against me."

"There is still a long way between you and me!"

Qin Feng looked at him calmly, as if it was a matter of course: "You said that if I have a grudge against someone and want to kill him, you will help me kill him. Now I have a grudge against you and want to kill you, so, are you going to break your promise?"

"You fucking bastard!"

Zhan Tingshen was speechless.

If he didn't commit suicide, Qin Feng would definitely hold on to the fact that he didn't keep his word.

But if he committed suicide... he's not stupid, why would he commit suicide!

"Fuck... I'm going to kill myself for a woman, no matter how unattainable Ye Huang is!"

Hearing Zhan Tingshen's annoyed muttering, Qin Feng suddenly realized why he was so angry with him when they met even though they didn't know each other.

It turned out that he was the person Ye Huang was talking about!

The truth was revealed, but Qin Feng didn't show any expression, just walked past Zhan Tingshen with his hands behind his back: "Forget it, forcing someone to commit suicide is not worth it."

"If you die, even if it's suicide, I will be in a lot of trouble."

"How about this... You become my little brother, and let's just forget about it."

Everyone present, except Mr. Dong, looked at each other in bewilderment as they wanted Zhan Tingshen to be their little brother.

Does he know who Zhan Tingshen is?

But compared to suicide or breaking his promise, the option Qin Feng threw out was already very good.

Although Zhan Tingshen was humiliated, he still gritted his teeth and shouted to Qin Feng reluctantly: "Okay, from today on, you are my big brother, Zhan Tingshen!"

"Yeah." Qin Feng nodded: "Go down and rest, treat your face, otherwise a good young man will be disfigured."

Qin Feng accepted a younger brother with a mysterious identity but definitely extraordinary with 19 slaps.

No matter how you count it, this trip is profitable.

The others were still immersed in shock, but he had already walked up to Mr. Dong and said respectfully: "Mr. Dong, you asked me to come here this time, it should not be just to watch me fight, right?"

Mr. Dong was still as indifferent as a wild crane. He smiled and glanced at Qin Feng, stretched out his hand and nodded him: "You, you are very similar to that old immortal. Let's go, let's talk inside."

Mr. Dong took Qin Feng and walked towards Lanzhuju not far away.

Others did not follow, including Dong Cheng, who knew that they had something to talk about alone.

The Lanzhu Residence where Mr. Dong lived was very elegant. The decoration was simple after entering the door, without overly gorgeous furnishings.

A faint scent of tea came, refreshing the heart.

As soon as he sat down, Mr. Dong spoke: "Is that old guy okay?"

Qin Feng heard this, but just said lightly: "If you think he is good, he is good."

Obviously, he did not want to reveal the information of the master.

After all, the old man in front of him was very mysterious, but it was not difficult to see from the fact that Dong Cheng and Zhan Tingshen were here that he must be related to the government or even the military camp.

The old man didn't seem surprised by Qin Feng's answer. He just smiled and said, "Don't worry. With my current health, even if I still want to fight that old guy, time doesn't allow it..."

"I called you here today just to greet the descendants of my old friend."

"By the way, I also want to see who is better between my apprentice and his apprentice."

"Now it seems that I am not as good as him in choosing apprentices."

Although Mr. Dong didn't say it clearly, Qin Feng also knew that his apprentice should be Zhan Tingshen.

"But I'm very surprised."

Mr. Dong raised his eyes and glanced at him: "I heard that you disappeared five years ago, which means that you have only practiced martial arts for five years."

"Even if you are a genius, you still need combat experience."

"With your skills, no matter which battlefield you appear, I should have an impression of you..."

Qin Feng was silent about this.

He was indeed not like Zhan Tingshen, who was thrown into the military camp to train since he was a child.

He was only in his early twenties and had already made great achievements in battle, with countless blood on his hands.

But that doesn't mean he didn't fight.Experience, on the contrary, he has plenty of combat experience.

And unlike Zhan Tingshen who has accumulated combat exploits, he is in the Nether Prison, sparring with internationally famous criminals every day.

If he beats a criminal, the criminal will be put in solitary confinement for three days.

If a criminal beats him or kills him, he can regain his freedom.

You know, people imprisoned in the Nether Prison only go in but never out, and the shortest sentence is eighty years.

How tempting is it to regain freedom?

There was even a period of time when the prison implemented a free system.

All criminals can leave their cells at will within a week to ambush and assassinate Qin Feng.

As long as they succeed, they can leave immediately.

Under such high pressure, Qin Feng's combat experience can be said to be much richer than Zhan Tingshen.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Old Dong didn't ask any more questions: "Forget it, since you are embarrassed, I won't ask any more questions."

"In fact, I asked you to come here today just to greet an old friend."

"If you have a chance later, go back and tell that old guy that you can come back when it's almost done."

"Some people are going to be restless again..."

Hearing what Old Dong said, Qin Feng frowned slightly, but didn't ask any more questions, just agreed.

After a few words, Old Dong didn't have any more extra words.

He did ask Qin Feng if Panlong Hall was not suitable to be put on the table now, and whether he needed his help to settle it.

But Qin Feng refused.

After all, it's not so easy to owe a favor to someone like Old Dong.

"You just need to supervise Zhan Tingshen and don't forget what he promised me."

Qin Feng thanked him and then got up and left.

He naturally knew that Old Dong asked him to come here today, not just to greet an old friend.

"Some people are getting restless... Who are they?"

Qin Feng was a little curious: "From what Elder Dong said, Panlong Palace seems to have some power that I don't know about, besides having tens of thousands of disciples and endless wealth, what exactly is it?"

He shook his head and stopped thinking about it for the time being.

But as soon as he walked out of Lanzhuju, he ran into Dong Cheng with a stern face.

"Mr. Dong."

Out of courtesy, Qin Feng greeted him.

This time, Dong Cheng was no longer as indifferent as before, but patted Qin Feng on the shoulder: "Young man, you are very good."

After that, he said: "If you are interested and want to take a road to heaven, you can come to me at any time."

"Heng Palace needs talents like you."