After Mr. Banding failed to release him, Fang Wen, who was seriously injured in the attack, became the key protected objects of Feng and Xuemen, and the key cultivation objects.

The strongest members of the Fengmen’s major killer organizations and the mercenary organizations were constantly sent to teach Fang Wen various skills.

Xuemen constantly used Fang Wen to conduct various experiments. Various strange potions were constantly injected into Fang Wen's body, causing his strength to continue to soar.

Huamen and Xuemen have countless experts and professors, and they have become Fang Wen's best mentors. Under the high pressure of Mr. Xueda, Fang Wen learned a lot of things. Although because of his weak foundation before, what he learned was not too profound knowledge, compared with his peers, he was also very knowledgeable.

In three years, Fang Wen spent three years of life without seeing the light of day in this huge and ancient spacecraft. Three years were three years of transformation.

At this time, Mr. Feng Da would lose within a hundred moves when facing Fang Wen. Fang Wen finally had enough strength to be released and had a sky of his own. After studying Fang Wen's knowledge, Mr. Feng Da happily let Fang Wen go to Europe and take over the entire work in Northwest Europe from his second senior brother Feng Hu. Europe is the most deeply rooted base camp of the Fengmen power. Fang Wen started from here and had enough people to assist him. It was not easy to make any mistakes. The most important thing is that he could not encounter any danger.

In the summer of 2019, on a quiet night, Fang Wen appeared on the streets of Vienna.

The Fengmen European branch is so stable that Fang Wen has no room for intervention. He just needs to watch quietly. Mr. Feng Da sent him to Chicago in the past to hone him and let Fang Wen train himself with enough talents. But now, after three years of careful cultivation, Fang Wen only needs to absorb enough experience in a stable environment. The daily affairs processing of the European branch, the collection and analysis of various intelligences, the use of various powerful means, and the communication on various occasions, these things are enough to make Fang Wenxue.

It is precisely because of the stability of the European branch that Fang Wen has not personally inquired about it, and he has a lot of time to waste.

So, Fang Wen led the brigade's subordinates to Vienna.

Today's world-renowned young artist Lowen will perform her first solo performance in the Golden Hall in Vienna.

What did Luo Wen learn in Vienna? Vocal music? Piano? Violin? Fang Wen didn't care. He just recalled the warm figure in his heart, the tall figure standing at the door in the light waiting for him to go home. Four years was enough to happen. Fang Wen felt that he was truly confident to stand in front of Wenwen. So, he came. He came to visit Wenwen. As for what his Wenwen was doing now, what does it matter? Wenwen of his Wenwen, whether she was painting, singing, or dancing. It was just Wenwen.

Sitting quietly in the RV, Fang Wen held a handful of white lilies in his hand and looked at the door of the golden hall across the street.

When Wenwen comes out, give her a surprise. Isn’t it?

A thin, ugly, inferior and violent boy back then has now become a powerful, handsome, confident and restrained young man. There are earth-shaking changes.

He looked at the handmade custom suit with pride. Fang Wen put his nose on the lily and suddenly laughed: "Wenwen, if you knew I was not dead, would you faint from fear? Oh, when you were a child, you were the most afraid of ghosts. Well, that ugly Fang Wen died, and I, a handsome guy, crawled out of hell!"

After swaying his body lustfully, Fang Wen's heart suddenly started to beat violently: "Damn it, that place is really hell. Damn Mr. Xue! Damn the Snow Gate!"

Putting aside some unpleasant memories in my heart that were enough to make me have nightmares, Fang Wen tidied up his bow tie and asked to his subordinate sitting opposite him: "Look, is our eldest young man?"

Three smart and capable subordinates looked at the sky speechlessly and nodded desperately: "Such handsome! He's so handsome! Who else in the world is more handsome than the Fourth Master?"

"No!" Fang Wen said hurriedly: "Don't call me the Fourth Young Master! It's so unlucky! Call me the eldest Young Master Fang! I like people calling me that."

The three elite disciples of the Fengmen raised their thumbs against their will and exclaimed: "Such handsome! Can there be anyone in the world who is more handsome than Young Master?"

"Of course it's impossible!" Fang Wen touched a small beard deliberately on his upper lip with great narcissism, and said proudly: "So handsome! So handsome! Tomorrow, I will give all the killer organizations under Fengmen! All men who are more handsome than our young master will beat me up! Disfigure! That's right, disfigure!"

The poor three elites instantly fell into a petrified state. They no longer had any words to this new boss who had just taken office for half a month.

A wave of applause came from the golden hall, and Fang Wen's spirit suddenly became excited. He shouted, "Is it over? Is it over? I told my brothers to prepare, you can't lose my face in front of Wenwen." In order to leave a deep impression on Wenwen, in addition to the bouquet of lilies in his hand, Fang Wen also mobilized one hundred elite disciples from Fengmen, three trucks of roses. The flowers were blue roses airlifted from South America, and the man was a handsome and tall storefront with a standard height of 1.80 meters tall and handsome from nearly 10,000 members of the Fengmen European branch!

"I want Wenwen to see, Young Master Fang now! Oh hehe!" Fang Wen smiled proudly, smiling proudly, and his body trembled, so that a drop of tears quietly slid down the corners of his eyes.

The audience walked out of the golden hall and discussed something softly. Fang Wen was waiting quietly. A hundred wind sect disciples in dozens of cars far and near were also waiting quietly. Of course, the wind sect disciples did not have the excitement and hope of Fang Wen, and they felt more helpless and blushed.

Finally, under the bright moonlight of the summer night, Luo Wen's "Wenwen" in a white long skirt, like a fairy in a dream in a summer night, floated out under the crowd. Fang Wen smiled, he opened the car door, hugged the bouquet of lilies, and quietly walked towards Wenwen. Wenwen, "his" Wenwen, is even more beautiful and dusty. Wenwen four years ago, she looked very young, and today's Wenwen is a blooming lily, her favorite lily.

"I never thought that I could stand in front of you so honestly."

Fang Wen murmured to himself: "You have always been the clouds in the sky, and I was once the toad in the mud. Yunxiao may be able to stop for the toad because of pity, but the toad is just a toad after all. Only the breeze in the sky can be matched with the gorgeous clouds. At this time, I am the wind, the real, unrestrained, wind beyond everything."

With his feet not touching the ground, Fang Wen slid half of the street. He looked at Wenwen, his eyes twitched and almost cried.

Perhaps, being able to stop standing in front of Wenwen is his greatest dream in his life.

Then, Fang Wen really cried and started crying silently.

Beside Wenwen, there was a weak and handsome man, a man full of artistry. On the steps in front of the golden hall, they hugged each other tightly and kissed sweetly. They devoted themselves wholeheartedly, without any reservations, kisses. Kiss full of love, kisses without any impurities.

Countless blue winds emerged from Fang Wen's fingers, and the lilies were shattered into pieces.

His face turned blue and he looked at Wenwen, who was dozens of meters ahead in shock.

In the RV, one of the three elites in the wind gate suddenly muttered in a low voice: "Alfred, the world's most famous German pianist, Miss Lowen was engaged to him three weeks ago."

Another man whispered, "Don't you tell the Fourth Young Master earlier?"

"Do you think I'm killed by the Fourth Young Master? He is a monster that can't even support a hundred moves!"

No one spoke in the RV anymore, and the three of them quietly walked out of the RV and stood behind Fang Wen.

Fang Wen held a handful of lily fragments in his hand, as if he was holding his shattered heart.

The world in front of him seemed to collapse. In other words, the most perfect world in his heart collapsed, revealing a cold and realistic world.

"Well, find me ten women, ten women." Fang Wen murmured to himself: "Give you three days to find out all the strongholds that the dragon gate invaded Europe."

The three elites bowed silently.

Fang Wen looked at Wenwen who was immersed in happiness deeply and said in a low voice: "Goodbye, my lover. Goodbye, Fang Wen. Goodbye, goodbye~~~"

After leaving the debris in his hand, Fang Wen turned around and left resolutely.

Luo Wen suddenly turned her head and looked in Fang Wen's direction. She looked at Fang Wen's tall and straight back, and felt that the back was very familiar. The same loneliness, the same sadness.

Three days later, the underground world of the world was turned upside down. The secret stronghold of Longmen in Europe was wiped out by Fengmen in one fell swoop. The underground world powers that had secret contact with Longmen suffered heavy losses. Everyone was shocked by the ruthlessness and ruthlessness that Fang Wen showed in this operation.

After knowing the causes and consequences of this incident, Mr. Feng Da immediately transferred Fang Wen to the mainland.

He is already qualified to participate in the core secrets of the four secret sects. The first chapter of the Rendai Chapter 11
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