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Chapter 832 Goodbye White-haired Old Man

The second impending storm in Japan, this time seems to be mild, if it really erupts, the sweeping force will exceed the previous impact.

Those who hide behind and try to make trouble regard this as a game, and Xia Feng is the same, because he has already seen it.

Money, business, everything becomes less important, and when the real disaster strikes, none of these farts.

The reason why he is drifting now is because he needs time, and more people need time. These things are just a buffer.

I met many people in succession tonight, the first was Dragon King, then Ling Muhan, followed by Li Wei, and then this coquettish woman, but it was not over yet.

In order to complete the game, find out the people behind the scenes, and achieve a time buffer, he still needs to do more.

Attacking the research base, another person is already dead, Xia Feng survived, and now there are not many people who know that he is still alive, so we can take advantage of this.

It's not enough to deal with the coquettish woman, there is another person, Xie Tianqi.True and false, false and true, one more person, the strength will be greater.

From Mi Xue's narration, to the conversation between Xie Tianqi and the coquettish woman just now, Xia Feng has some understanding of this Xie Tianqi. The easier it is to deal with.

At this moment, it was five o'clock in the morning.

Xie Tianqi returned to his room, took a shower and was about to go to bed. However, when he came out of the bathroom wrapped in a towel, there was a strange man sitting on the sofa.

At first, Xie Tianqi was stunned for a while, but he soon regained his composure. He didn't panic like a coquettish woman, walked over rubbing his hair, and sat down by himself.

"My friend came here uninvited, what's the matter?" Xie Tianqi didn't have any big mood swings, even though he didn't know Xifeng, it was as natural as meeting an old friend.

Xia Feng also had a calm face, but gradually, his face became gloomy, and his eyes became sharp. When dealing with Xie Tianqi, he couldn't deal with a coquettish woman. This person is smarter than a coquettish woman, and he is also better at playing tricks.

"You think you are very smart, you can predict everything and control everything, don't you?" Xia Feng's tone was filled with deep dissatisfaction.

This made Xie Tianqi frown.

Xia Feng got up, approached Xie Tianqi slowly, and suddenly kicked Xie Tianqi in the stomach, kicking him on his back.

"Grass your mother!" Xie Tianqi turned over and punched him, but unfortunately, his fist was wrapped by Xia Feng's palm. There was a dense layer of sweat, which was rapidly condensing into beads of sweat.

"Who are you."

Xia Feng continued to exert force with his palm, but Xie Tianqi's fist made a creaking sound, and the severe pain made the corners of his mouth twitch continuously.

"Based on what you said just now, I have the right to decide your life or death." Xie Tianqi's throat was locked, and he slowly pulled it in front of him, "Don't show off your cleverness and high profile in front of anyone."

When he let go, Xie Tianqi panted heavily, and Xia Feng had already returned to the sofa and sat down, throwing a pen on the bed.

Recording pen!

Xie Tianqi's eyes were fixed, but he didn't move.

"Do you need me to help you?" Xia Feng said coldly.

Xie Tianqi grabbed the recording pen and pressed the button. The voice that came out of it was not someone else's voice, but the voice of a coquettish woman, and the content was the same words that she started calling the contact person just now. Of course, the second half of the content was No.

After listening, Xie Tianqi's face was ugly, and he punched hard on the bed with a hideous face, "Damn woman."

"Do you still think you're smart?"

Looking at Xia Feng, Xie Tianqi didn't speak.

"You are very angry and really want to kill her, right?" Xia Feng continued to ask.

Xie Tianqi still didn't speak, but his fists were clenched together.

"I hope you understand your identity. I don't care how smart you are or how good at playing with your mind. Please remember who you are doing for. If you destroy our big event, you will imagine what will happen to you. "

While speaking, Xia Feng's body was filled with a powerful murderous aura, which completely enveloped Xie Tianqi, making all the hairs on his body stand on end.

"She is still useful. After the matter is done, whether you kill her or not is your business." Xia Feng slowly approached Xie Tianqi, "I hope your little plan is useful."

Xia Feng left.

Xie Tianqi was paralyzed on the bed, looking at the recorder, unable to hide his anger.

……

the next day.

According to what Xia Feng said, Ling Muhan set the temporary meeting at ten o'clock in the morning, but Xia Feng disappeared.

At this moment, he appeared in another place, the Sato family.

In an elegant and quiet courtyard, Xia Feng tore off the mask on his face, looked at Xiao Zhu not far away, his pupils constricted a few times, and he took a big step.

Inside the small building, the white-haired old man sat in front of the tea set. From Xia Feng approaching to appearing in front of him, he didn't have much reaction.

With the heat rising from the teapot, the white-haired old man moved over two teacups, picked up the teapot, poured two cups of tea, and then made an invitation gesture.

Xia Feng sat down cross-legged, picked up the teacup, and drank it down in one gulp. The moment he put down the teacup, his eyes were fixed on the white-haired old man, "You know I'm not dead, and you know I'm coming?"

"I don't know." The white-haired old man replied.

Xia Feng looked cold, "Really?"

"I'm praying that you are not dead, and now it seems that my prayer is necessary." The white-haired old man said slowly.

After taking a look at Xia Feng, the white-haired old man continued, "You are the owner of the heart of the original stone, with magical power, you will not die so easily."

"So, everything is in your calculations." The expression on Xia Feng's face became even more unhappy, and suddenly he overturned the tea set and the table, and roared, "Old miscellaneous hair, do you think I am very angry?" It's easy to deceive, and it's very satisfying to play Lao Tzu as a fool."

The tea spilled all over the white-haired old man, but he was not angry, and said lightly, "Yes, I did cheat on some things, but I have my reasons."

"Your reason, ha ha ha ha, is really a good excuse." Xia Feng had a grim face, "Don't you want to explain it to me, I would like to see what you use to explain it."

The white-haired old man had a gentle face, and sighed melancholy, "I can understand your anger. Anyone would be angry."

"I'm more than just angry, old bastard. Don't think that you are very powerful. I will ignore you. If you offend me, you can do anything." Xia Feng let out another hissing roar.

"I did deceive you about my identity, but I don't have other things, and there is no need for that." The white-haired old man took out a handkerchief and wiped the tea stains on his clothes, "Yes, there is a power in my hand." , in your eyes, this force is the mastermind behind the whole world."

Xia Feng snorted coldly, "Finally admit it."

After chuckling a few times, the white-haired old man shook his head, "Do you really understand this power? No, you don't."

"It doesn't matter whether I understand or not, what matters is that you old bastard didn't do good things, you tried to promote chaos in this world, to achieve your shitty goals, let me tell you, it's fine if I don't know, now I know , you don't want to use Lao Tzu again."

"I said, you don't understand this power at all. You think you have a clear understanding of this world, but do you really understand it?"

Saying that, the white-haired old man stood up, walked to the railing, stood with his hands behind his back, and looked into the distance, "I come from another world, and some of my subordinates are also my people, and we just want to survive. Is there something wrong?"

"In order to survive, you should attack the people in this world? According to you, the people in this world are wrong. We should not exist and have become your hindrance."

The white-haired old man turned around, "You are wrong."

"What was wrong with me?"

"You just guessed that someone is driving the chaos in the world, causing the world forces of the seven races to kill each other in the dimension of the earth, pulling the major forces in this world, and fighting between countries. Then, how can you prove that I did it? of."

Xia Fengteng stood up abruptly, "Up to now you are still sophistrying, you think I will believe your lies."

"Have I ever hurt you?" The white-haired old man suddenly asked.

Before Xia Feng finished speaking, "That brother of yours is indeed mine, because of me, he hid it from you and your mother, but did he really hurt you?"

After continuous questioning, Xia Feng became tongue-tied. In all fairness, the military division did not harm him, but his actions were a little extreme.

"The power under my hands makes all you see the dark side, and you don't see the essence clearly."

Xia Feng sneered and said nothing, his face was full of sarcasm.

"A force has many sides, but a person can only control one side. I am not a god, and I want to find out who is behind all this."

"You really know how to excuse yourself. Let me tell you, don't take me for a fool. You think that if you just find someone to replace you, I will believe you. Stop dreaming."

The white-haired old man smiled wryly, and said, "I didn't excuse myself, Xia Feng, you are very smart, I believe you can catch something, the military division deceived you, then you won't think that others are also deceiving you , and someone you will never doubt."

"What do you mean?" Xia Feng frowned.

"I don't mean anything, because I don't know, I'm also being deceived, and I want to find out who is really doing things behind the scenes." The white-haired old man pursed his lips, "I told you to explain , actually I don’t know how to explain it to you, all my words are so far-fetched for you.”

"Have you ever thought about the real identity of that god's mansion, have you ever doubted the people around you?" The white-haired old man shook his head again, "Sometimes the more you feel that something impossible, the more real it will be, the more you feel it is true." Those who are enemies are the ones who sincerely help you."

What an old thing, I want to use this kind of gentle way to deal with Lao Tzu, and to insult your ancestors.

Of course, Xia Feng was upset, but he didn't show it on his face. On the contrary, he looked puzzled, as if he was thinking.

"The power in my hand seems to be controlled by me, but so far, I don't know how many people are sincerely toward me." Walking in front of Xia Feng, the white-haired old man looked very serious, "I don't I beg you to believe me, I just ask you to have more insight and analyze it yourself, the illusion will be punctured one day."

Xia Feng stopped talking again, he deliberately showed a struggling look, and after a long time, he let out a long breath, "Did you do what happened in Japan this time?"

"No."

"Really?"

"You can tell the difference yourself." The white-haired old man didn't explain much.

Xia Feng was silent, came for about two or three minutes, turned around and left, stopped when he reached the steps, "I'm not a fool."

"I know."