I draw red envelopes in Wanjie

Chapter 149

"To rectify the reputation, to find the villain?"

Han Fei was thoughtful. Although he had only returned to China, he still heard about the recent events.

If the robbery case of ghost soldiers and the rumors of Xuanming's threat to South Korea are combined, they are the two points Chen Feng said at this time.

"I think someone will find Brother Han soon. I can guarantee here that Xuan Ming will definitely support Brother Han."

Chen Feng has a certain meaning. Since Ji Wuye is dealing with him with tricks and tactics, and wants the entire South Korea to stand on his opposite, he will use his own way to return to his own body.

"Thank you, Brother Chen. I know that with Brother Chen's character, he is not someone who likes to compete with others, and Xuan Ming will not deliberately try to steal anything."

Chen Feng was quite surprised by Han Fei's words, but after two months of classmates, this person can see his habits, which is rare.

He said a little complicatedly: "Brother Han, you have the talent to go through the sky and the earth. When you come back to Korea this time, it is clear that you want to go against the sky."

"Brother Chen is worthy of being a strange man praised by the teacher. He can see what he has done at a glance."

Han Fei showed a complicated look and smiled bitterly.

"Anyone with a discerning eye can see that South Korea is the weakest among the Seven Kingdoms. You have learned a lot, but you come back here and want to use it. It is ten times more difficult than going to the most powerful country, Qin."

Chen Feng poured a glass of wine and handed it to Han Fei, "That's why I admire you very much. You faced difficulties and didn't give up your country because of interests."

Han Fei poured the wine into his mouth, and the hot taste came to his heart. He often sighed: "This is my father, my sister, and my memories. It's my hometown, so how could it be? Have the heart to let it be destroyed."

Chen Feng toasted: "This is what I admire about you. You have seen through everything, knowing that it will be empty in the end, but you still come back. It is too rare to work hard for that little hope."

Smart people follow the trend, and Li Si is like this. Following the power of Qiang Qin, he rose all the way to become the prime minister of the Great Qin Empire, under one person and over ten thousand people.

Han Fei is a smart person, even better than Li Si, but he chose South Korea. Such people are more real and affectionate, not just for profit.

"Brother Chen also thinks that Korea will be destroyed sooner or later?" Han Fei lowered his head and looked lonely.

"There are strong enemies outside South Korea. Their military power is not as good as that of neighboring countries, let alone Qin. The internal system is backward and the situation is in a mess. The generals control the power and government, and spend their efforts to suppress the country. Even if there is no Qin who is eyeing the tiger, it will not last in this era. How long."

Chen Feng was not polite, and directly pointed out the problem of South Korea.

Han Fei nodded: "Many people can see it, but not many people are willing to change. This is the situation in South Korea and many countries."

"How can people with vested interests be willing to spit out what they eat? They just want to eat more until they die."

Chen Feng showed a mocking look, this rule will not change at any time.

"I'm still not reconciled. I don't want my hometown. All the good things in the past were destroyed under the flames of war. So I came back. Even if I will be smashed to pieces in the future, I just don't leave any regrets in my heart."

As Han Fei said, he hugged the wine jar and drank it in a big gulp.

"It's the direction of my heart, even though I died nine times, I don't regret it."

Chen Feng smiled, and picked up a jar of wine to drink.

This is the interesting life, vigorous and brilliant like fireworks!
He thought of his past life, earning money every day, living for the sake of survival, and wasting his life for one thing all his life. It was really too salty.

It may be more interesting to pay for the country like Han Fei than just to make money.

That's why he admired it.

This guy is much more noble than his own happy life.

"It's also the direction of my heart, even though I died nine times, I have no regrets." Han Fei murmured, touched Chen Feng, and laughed, "Well said."

The two drank heavily, enjoying themselves very much.

The wine was too strong, and Han Fei still fell down.

Chen Feng drank alone, looked at Han Fei who fell on the table, and sighed secretly.

Even if he created Xuanming, it is still very difficult to reverse the fate of South Korea.

Xuanming only has a few thousand people, and even if it develops for a few more years, it will only have a scale of ten thousand. It is almost impossible to keep South Korea under the current situation.

I still have to rely on myself, maybe with Han Fei's efforts and his assistance, I can do some interesting things, but Ji Wuye is enough to solve it.

A charming voice came over, and said angrily: "My lord, drink less, strong alcohol will hurt your health."

"Okay, stop drinking, let's go for a walk."

Chen Feng got up with a smile, and pulled Yan Lingji out of the door, leaving behind Han Fei who was as drunk as mud.

On the street, people are coming and going, an old man and a young man are hurrying away.

Chen Feng took a look, then looked away, the grandpa and grandson who opened his eyes were probably going to look for Han Fei next.

"Aren't the people I mentioned protected?" Chen Feng said casually.

"Well, Master Wei Zhuang is focusing on protection, and the others are watching around the clock. Even if the birds are dispatched, they will not be hurt."

Yan Lingji hugged Chen Feng's arm and whispered in her ear.

The two of them are just like ordinary people wandering on the street, looking around and buying some interesting products. This is the first time for them to do this, very leisurely.

In the following time, their lives were dull but fulfilling, and Chen Feng was not in a hurry to break through.

On Han Fei's side, he met smoothly and openly, and formally intervened in the ghost soldier robbery case.

The key to this case is Mr. Anping and Mr. Longquan. With the help of the Ninth Prince, Han Fei, the situation was easily broken.

When Ji Wuye learned that Han Fei had a result, he realized for the first time that this person who has been studying abroad all year round is not simple. He thought he was perfect, but he was found to be flawed.

"Come here, kill Lord Anping and Lord Longquan, and make them keep their mouths shut."

He had no choice but to kill him, otherwise the slander would not be successful, and he would get himself into trouble instead.

"Yes." Mo Ya took the order and left in a puff of black smoke.

In the dungeon, the black crow appeared and was about to make a move when a beam of sword light shot out from the darkness.

when!
The two fought, and Mo Ya's face changed drastically when he saw who the person who shot was.

"you again!"

Holding a long sword in his hand, Wei Zhuang looked at Mo Crow coldly: "If you don't leave, you will be left here forever."

Whoosh whoosh!
Several powerful beings appeared in the darkness, blocking the escape route.

Mo Ya tensed up, "Five Lords of Yan, a generation of ghost kings, so you Xuanming have already prepared."

"Since you don't have time to run, stay here. There are quite a lot of cells here, and I can prepare one for you."

Han Fei came out from one side and looked at Mo Crow with interest.

"I alone can take him down."

Wei Zhuang's tone was domineering, and the sword in his hand slashed out, covering Mo Crow.

In the past two years, he has competed with Chen Feng from time to time. Under the pressure of a stronger force, he has grown much faster than the original speed. Under his sword, Mo Ya is no match for him.

(End of this chapter)