"Brother Jun, I'll toast you a glass of wine." A third-rate actor with a fox-like smell came over with a glass of red wine.

Zhong Wanjun's eyes remained unfamiliar with Qiao Ziyan on the stage, and pushed the woman away: "Damn it, go and thrive first!"

"Brother Jun, can I ask you to dance the first dance?" Then another one came.

"I only dance striptease!"

"Huh...bad, I'll find a place to dance with you at night."

"roll!"

The more and more little stars around Zhong Wanjun gathered, and he ignored Lao Feng. Lao Feng was a little depressed: "Xiao Zhong, stay, I'll go and have some breathing." As he said that, he walked away on his own.

"Oh...wait..." Before Zhong Wanjun finished speaking, he was obscured by the squealing voices of the little stars.

I am obviously one or two horse heads more handsome than Xiao Zhong, and one or two hundred horse heads more handsome than Xiao Zhong MAN. Why is he a girl killer? I just can't soak the horse heads? Old Feng thought sourly as he walked, walked to a corner where there were few people, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Cheng Qian in the crowd kept staring at Lao Feng. Seeing him standing alone and smoking, he walked over: "Officer Feng, someone wants to see you."

"Um... OK!" Apart from the fat corpse of Congo, Lao Feng only knew Cheng Qian and Qiao Ziyan in front of him. He said that someone was looking for Qiao Ziyan to go to him for private meetings? I thought of taking advantage of her at the meeting of fans that day, and he reacted, and couldn't help but feel a little imaginary. Xiao Zhong, I'm sorry! But the fantasy that made me feel hot quickly calmed down. How could it be? It was probably because of Hong Limin who relied on the power of a local snake to seek revenge. Isn't Cheng Qian his bad-legged? Lao Feng smiled, "But can you tell me who wants to see me?"

"You will know when you come with me." Cheng Qian smiled.

What a shame? It's so mysterious. Old Feng thought that he didn't want to go, but instead seemed afraid of them, so he nodded: "Okay, let's go."

Lao Feng followed Cheng Qian away from the open-air PARTY and walked to the luxurious villa where he sent Qiao Ziyan to change his clothes.

The villa is extremely luxurious like a palace. The round bend is decorated with rows of crystal chandeliers. The crystal glass on the top is so transparent that it can see through the stars in the sky. It is also quite large. A golden rotating staircase connects the various floors of the villa. Cheng Qian led Lao Feng to the door of a room on the second floor, knocked on the door, and after receiving the permission of "come in", he smiled and said to Lao Feng: "Officer Feng, go in by yourself."

The sound was a bit old and familiar, but it didn't look like Hong Limin. Old Feng looked at Cheng Qian suspiciously. Seeing that he still had the same smile and elegant appearance, he shrugged and pushed the door and went in.

"Yes... it's you!" Old Feng was indeed surprised at this moment, but he soon returned to normal. A white-haired old man sat behind the desk in the room. This old man was an old man who often played chess with him at the "Huang Ji" stadium on Yunmiao Street.

"Haha, we finally met outside Huang Ji," the old man with a white hair waved his hand and smiled at a pair of chess set on the desk, "Is it the old rule, let's have a game first?"

Old Feng raised his eyebrows and walked over and sat down naturally. The red chess piece was still facing him, so he didn't stick to it and raised his hand and shot him.

The old man smiled slightly: "Don't I let me go?"

Lao Feng shrugged: "Your chessboard, why should you put it on if you want to let Zi? Besides, I have always wanted to win and you just want to know who you are. Now that I already know, winning or losing is no longer important. What's the impact of letting Zi not let Zi do it?"

"Haha," the old man jumped and waved his hand, "Then continue."

After a long round, Old Feng was still defeated. He lit a cigarette and took a deep breath, shook his head and smiled bitterly, and sighed loudly and said, "I don't know if you should call you Master Hong or just call you by your name, but I am a junior, so I respectfully call you Master Hong."

"Oh?" the old man smiled with a deep eye, "Are you so sure of my identity?"

"In this Kamiao Manor, you are not only Mr. Hong, I can't think of who you will be," Lao Feng said with a smile, "Your chess skills are really brilliant!"

"Haha, interesting, Hong San, I haven't encountered such an interesting thing for a long time, cough cough..." Hong San covered his chest and coughed a few times, his wrinkled face slightly flushed. He quickly took out a small bottle from his body, shook out a few pills and swallowed it in tea. When the breath calmed down, he said, "I'm old and have many problems, cough cough... You said I'm good at chess skills, how can I explain this?"

"Even people can play with them like a chess piece. Isn't this skill of chess?" Old Feng sneered, "But I'm very upset, very upset!"

Hong San didn't say anything, sucking tea, staring at Lao Feng motionlessly. Lao Feng suppressed the anger that was rising and said in a low voice: "First, come to Huang Ji to play chess with me, hum! Your hobby is quite unique. Then he asked Qiao Ziyan to disguise herself in the hotel. When I protected Zhong Wanjun, I came to play games with me and be a jumping clown. I said with your current financial and material resources, why kill a star who has been infected with negative news? Now that things have passed, what should I do, Hong's Film Company still signed him, and again

After getting close to me again and asked me to attend your anniversary party. Humph, I don’t know what you want to do so many things, and I’m not interested in knowing it, but now I tell you, don’t think that you can cover up the sky with your strength. I am a clay pot and you are porcelain. At worst, you can compete with you. Don’t think that I’m crazy and can’t afford to play. If you play with it, you will have to fight for it. But I don’t like being played like a fool. I hate this feeling, I hate this feeling very much. You… don’t mess with me again in the future.”

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn. Hong San pondered for a moment before saying, "Don't you think I have no malice?"

Lao Feng looked calm and said, "I care about your kindness and maliciousness. In short, I hate being fooled by others. Even if you have great intentions to me, since I knew you were fooling me, I began to hate you, I hate you very much!"

Lao Feng has many places in his bones that others cannot easily touch, and he is especially unwilling to be played with by others. Perhaps it is because he has experienced the transformation from weak to strong since childhood, from a child who can be bullied by everyone to another dark side of his personality after being strong enough to surpass many people. If someone challenges his other side of his personality again and again, he will use all means to ask the person to pay the price to cope with, and provoke the troublemakers and village tyrants in Shuitian Village to kill each other, which is the result.

"Hate me?" Hong San, who had been calm for many years, couldn't help but feel angry and his body trembled slightly, "Do you know who you are talking to? If you dare to talk to me like this, you won't be afraid..."

"Scared?" Old Feng smiled coldly and interrupted, "At worst, you can call tens of thousands of people to kill me, but before I cut me off, I will take your life first. One life for another, but one life is the worst, what am I afraid of?"

"You..." Hong San gradually calmed down and nodded, "You are indeed very brave. The police department has transferred you to the police academy and buried you."

"Hmph, alas!" Lao Feng smiled bitterly, "It seems that I have been a transparent person in front of you. I really don't know that once you have power and wealth, you almost control most of the economic lifeline and connections of the Bauhinia Flower Market. What do you know so deeply about me? I was curious, but since you have been fooling me, I suddenly lost interest in why you are like this. I warn you again not to mess with me again!" Lao Feng said that and opened the door and left.

Hong San shook his head with a wry smile, and said to himself: "No matter how good the chess skills are, they can only control the piece that belongs to you. If the piece does not belong to you, how can you play this game of chess? Good boy, his personality is very similar to me. Sooner or later, I will ask you to come back and continue playing chess with me!"

In the huge villa, Qiao Ziyan was the only one standing in the middle of the hall. Seeing the bad-looking old Feng hurriedly walked down from the second floor, he opened his mouth to say something, but he stopped talking.

When Old Feng didn't say anything, he spoke, "Officer Feng!"

Old Feng stopped, thought for a while and turned around and said, "What are you doing, little actor, why don't you show your show on stage?"

Qiao Ziyan originally wanted to explain to him after Lao Feng talked with Mr. Hong to eliminate the misunderstanding between the two. After hearing what he said, Liu Mei suddenly stood up: "You said I am an actor? You...you...why should you say that?"

"Work is acting, you are acting in life, acting in front of the audience, and acting in front of me. From the first time I saw you, I saw you have been acting. Are you not a complete actor, or what?" Lao Feng said lightly.

A complete actor? Qiao Ziyan was so angry that she gasped: "I...I...I...I'm because..."

"Because I want to get close to me." Old Feng smiled.
Chapter completed!