On the way, Xiao Feng asked Xiaoben to find a bank to transfer the money from the cash check. Although the money was not too much, it was safest to put it in his card.

Because he had a small book, all the appointments and procedures were simple, so he quickly got it done. Xiao Feng thought about it, called Feng Long, asked him for an account, and transferred it directly to him, asking him to take the money to the airline boss to handle it. Otherwise, if he went back by himself and was busy, he would forget it.

Xiao Feng was relieved to do the business for Feng Long. He arranged it for him and would handle it properly. After leaving the bank, the two drove to Laohutong District.

"The big guys living in this place are more awesome than those in Zhongnanhai." Xiao Feng looked at the entrance, holding a real gun and an ammunition, and said with a smile.

"There is no way, they are all national treasures of our country." Xiao Ben shook the Han Jinzhang, slowed down his vehicle, took out a pass, and handed it to the special police at the door.

The special police took the pass and swept over an electronic instrument. After carefully looking at Xiao Feng, they were released. When the car entered about 200 meters, there was another threshold, and it was reviewed again...

Xiao Feng was speechless. As for what? Those old people are national treasures and not criminals. What is the difference between living here and being locked up in a high wall? I guess there is no need for so many procedures to visit the prison. In just five hundred meters, there are three thresholds.

Xiao Ben noticed Xiao Feng's expression and smiled: "Young Feng, it is actually necessary to have a safety issue."

"Okay, if my old man lives here, he can drive him crazy." Xiao Feng disagreed. In comparison, he felt that Mr. Jing's life was the leisurely one.

Xiao Ben drove the Cadillac, turned several intersections, and saw the patrol team in a few steps. He unified the real guns and ammunition, and his eyes were alert, and he was all masters.

"Three steps, one whistle, five steps, one post, haha..." Xiao Feng grinned and suddenly thought of something: "By the way, that old man Fang lives here, too."

"Well, he lives in Xiyuan, and this is Dongyuan." Xiao Ben nodded, feeling a little ashamed. There are probably not many people who dare to call Mr. Fang in the capital.

"Oh, forget it." Xiao Feng withdrew his gaze from the patrol team and suppressed a thought in his heart.

"What's wrong?" Xiao Ben was curious.

"There is too strict security here, it's not easy to cause trouble. The old man and I have a bit of a holiday and are preparing to come to the door to find trouble. Now it seems, forget it."

"..." Xiao Ben was speechless, but his eyes rolled and he smiled: "Although he has a house in Xiyuan, he doesn't usually live here..."

"Xiao Ben, you are really not afraid of big trouble when you watch the fun." Xiao Feng also laughed.

"Hahaha..." Xiao Ben snickered, Cadillac slowed down and finally stopped.

Xiao Feng and Xiao Ben opened the car door and got out of the car. They saw two special police officers holding slightly rushing hands standing at the door, with expressionless faces and saluted Xiao Ben.

"Xiao Feng, the person you want to meet." Xiao Ben threw down a sentence and took Xiao Feng in.

"It's so awesome. I actually asked the special forces to come to visit the door." Xiao Feng curled his lips.

The little book paused, a little surprised: "You can tell they are special forces."

"Haha, there are actually essential differences in momentum between special forces and special police." Xiao Feng smiled without too much explanation.

Xiao Ben didn't ask any more questions and took Xiao Feng to walk inside.

The yard was very big, and I took a few turns inside, and finally stopped at the Central Siheyuan: "Old Feng and Old Jing are both inside, so I guess other big guys are here too."

"Yes." Xiao Feng tidied up his clothes a little, which was the minimum respect for a group of old guys.

"Young Master Feng, wait a moment, I'll go in and say something." Xiao Ben finished speaking and walked in.

Xiao Feng took this opportunity to lit a cigarette and took a few sips. He felt that he was already staring at several people at this time, including a telescope and a sniper rifle... This was an instinctive and keen feeling. He swept through several places without hesitation, and finally knocked out the cigarette.

After a while, the book came out of it with a smile on its face: "Young Master Feng, let's go in."

"Have Zhuge Xin arrived?" Xiao Feng asked casually.

“On the road, it will be here soon.”

"Oh." Xiao Feng nodded and walked into it with Xiao Ben.

When I arrived outside the main house, I heard a hearty laughter coming from inside. The book was in front of me: "Old man, Mr. Xiao is here."

Mr. Feng and Mr. Jing were playing chess. There were several old men watching, smiling from time to time, but no one talked about it. After all, I am a gentleman who doesn’t speak.

"Okay." Old Feng smiled and nodded: "Afeng, please sit down."

"Thank you Mr. Feng." Xiao Feng agreed and glanced at him. He had seen the old man present almost last night, including the military boss who had a Northeast accent and shouldered the general star. He was also there.

"Afeng, come and help me and Lao Feng finish the endgame." Old Jing stood up and said with a smile.

Mr. Feng was stunned and then smiled: "Then I'm bullying the small ones by the big ones."

"Haha, isn't your grandson here too? You can let your grandson come." Old Jing said with a relaxed tone, but he issued a challenge in disguise.

Mr. Feng glanced at Mr. Jing, put down the chess piece in his hand, shook his head and smiled: "Old Jing, Lao Jing, your surname is really hard to change."

"I dare not." Mr. Jing's tone was even more provocative.

"Why don't you dare to let the two young people play with you?" Boss Feng laughed and looked at Xiaoben: "Xiaoben, go and call Lin'er over."

"Yes, old man." Xiao Ben turned around and left, going to find the eldest son of the Feng family.

After a while, footsteps sounded, and the two of them came in from outside. Walking in front was a young man of twenty-four or five years old. He was about 1.8 meters tall, slightly thin, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and an extraordinary look.

"Old man, Young Master Lin is here." Xiao Ben walked behind the young man and said with a smile.

"Grandpa." The young man in front walked to Mr. Feng and shouted respectfully. Then, he looked at Mr. Jing again: "Hello Grandpa Jing..."

"Lin'er, come on, let me introduce you to you. This is your grandson, Xiao Feng, your grandson, Xiao Feng." Old Feng said with a smile.

Feng Lin looked at Xiao Feng with a gentle smile on his face: "Xiao Feng is famous and well-known." As he said that, he stretched out his right hand.

Xiao Feng shook hands with Feng Lin, but the two of them did not compete with each other and quickly let go: "Haha, Feng Lin, when I was in the capital, I heard your name, but unfortunately I never met."

"Haha, I've returned from abroad and you have left the capital." Feng Lin smiled and seemed to have hit it off at first sight.

"Lin'er, come on, and finish the game with Afeng, let us old guys see." Old Feng pointed at the chessboard.

"Oh, Brother Xiao also likes to play chess." Feng Lin was stunned and asked immediately.

When Xiao Feng heard Feng Lin's words, his heart moved. It seemed that this kid should be a master, "Haha, I have some knowledge."

"Come on, let's go to the next plate." Feng Lin and Mr. Feng swept over Mr. Feng and Mr. Jing, knowing that the game was theirs, and now the two younger generations took over, so naturally they wanted to verify who was stronger.

Xiao Feng also knew it clearly. Look at Mr. Jing, this old guy really likes to cause trouble for himself.

Xiao Feng and Feng Lin sat opposite each other, while Mr. Jing and others stood beside him, preparing to see how the two young people broke the deadlock and killed each other.

Xiao Feng was keen to find that when Feng Lin picked up the chess piece, his aura changed, just like a general on the battlefield who was commanding a million heroes.

"Haha." Xiao Feng chuckled in his heart, and did not look at Feng Lin again, but carefully observed the chessboard. When he finished reading the black and white pieces, he was secretly surprised that the game was dead, and it took a lot of effort to work hard to make another living.

Feng Lin was also observing, finally putting down a chess piece, waiting for Xiao Feng's move.

Xiao Feng was very casual, playing with a few chess pieces and landing one of them on the chessboard.

The big guys around were all watching attentively. The two young gambling people here were the most outstanding young heroes. However, Feng Lin, who was in the limelight in the capital, cannot be underestimated. Who will win the game between the two?

Feng Lin's chess style is very similar to Mr. Feng. Thinking about it, he is just because he is influenced by Mr. Feng. When he was a child, Mr. Feng taught him step by step, so he naturally had a great influence.

Xiao Feng was born purely a wild way. Although Mr. Jing had taught him, it did not affect his own style of chess. The most common communication between the two was to play chess, and Mr. Jing killed him, and again and again, year after year, Xiao Feng lost a lot, and his chess skills naturally made great progress. Even if Mr. Jing wanted to win him easily in the end, it would be impossible.

Xiao Feng kept playing the whole game of chess, and he was pressed by Feng Lin step by step and was about to lose. However, his face was not depressed at all, but instead he had a smile.

Similarly, Mr. Feng’s smiles were increasing. Although he also admired Xiao Feng very much, one side was his grandson. Now he was slightly better at seeing his grandson, so he was naturally happy.

"A single mistake will lead to a loss in the whole market..." Suddenly, Xiao Feng, who had always been very casual, suddenly burst out with murderous aura, and a sense of conquest, approaching Feng Lin through the chessboard.

The fierce murderous aura made Feng Lin feel more pressure in the chess. He held the chess piece's right hand and shook it slightly, returning to normal.

The big guys were also shocked by Xiao Feng's intention of conquering. When they recovered, they looked at the chessboard and were shocked.

Lost...

Just as Xiao Feng said just now, if one son makes a mistake, he will lose everything...

Feng Lin couldn't believe it either, widened his eyes and looked at the chessboard. Why did the situation reverse when he was in the hands of victory? He looked at the chessboard carefully for three minutes. He sighed: "If you lose, you really miss it, and you lose all the money."

The eyes of a group of bigwigs, including Mr. Feng, were slightly different when they looked at Xiao Feng again, including shock, fear, and fear...

He threw down the bait step by step, guided Feng Lin step by step according to his intentions, allowing Feng Lin to enter the trap he had already buried. With this mind alone, several people could compete with him.

It is understandable that the authorities are fascinated. After all, being trapped in chess and not finding it is nothing. However, Xiao Feng is so weird that he makes the bystanders fascinated. No one notices it before he falls into his last son, including Mr. Feng.
Chapter completed!