Cold Soldier King Pretty President

With his influence in Vancouver, although there are some people and guns, it's not enough to look at the road in Canada.

Brother long turns his eyes and sees Ye Mo, which is a little comforting. At present, they can only cook the frogs in warm water. But if master Feng doesn't give them time to prepare, I'm afraid they'll kill each other with eggs.

Although the third master is built in the city, he is old after all. The only thing he can count on is his previous influence. Of course, all this presupposes that the third master is not in the city, and that the chaotic situation on the road is stable. As long as the third master is still alive, the third master is like the moon in the sun, and does not show the slightest.

"Third brother, let's stop standing. Let's find a place to sit down and say it slowly. Ah long, just choose your office upstairs. It's big and magnificent." Mr. Feng said.

Although it's brother Long's territory, it's the same as going to his own home. If you are someone else, it's more or less anti Hakka, but it's Mr. Feng who speaks. Brother long really can't say anything.

At present, the whole Canadian road knows that he is Mr. Feng's person, and he has already been labeled as Mr. Feng. It's hard to say whether the thousands of brothers on Vancouver road listen to themselves or Mr. Feng at all!

After all, he spent the night yesterday investigating Ye Mo's background and past, but he couldn't find any other information about him except that ye Mo first appeared in China.

Mr. Feng then enthusiastically introduced Yemo's identity. When he was in the southern provinces of China, there was no difference in the introduction of Yemo's power. As for other aspects, it was half true and half false, which was basically consistent with what Mr. Feng knew.

As an old brother for many years, he also knows that there are many brothers in the third master's generation. It is reasonable for him to have such a younger generation. Compared with yemer's vague past, he is more curious about yemer's purpose of coming to Vancouver.

"Xiao Mo is really my lucky star. If he hadn't happened to come to see me yesterday, I would have been lying in the morgue now." At this time, the Third Master seemed to say something unintentionally.

Master Feng frowned when he heard this: "what do you mean, third brother?"

The Third Master said again about the attack in the store yesterday. Finally, he sighed: "thanks to Xiao Mo's good skill and strong temper, he's just like we had when we were young."

The so-called "Wen Xian bosom friends" all have their own deep meaning. Master Feng frowned and said nothing when he heard this. The scene was so quiet for a moment. No matter how careless the three rammers were, they didn't dare to make a gag at this time.

Finally, master Feng looks up and seems to have made a decision. Then he turns his eyes to Ye mo. his sharp eyes seem to want to see ye Mo inside and outside. But ye Mo always smiles and responds without any embarrassment. On the contrary, it makes master Feng even more difficult to see through.

"Your name is yemer, right, a nice young man." Mr. Feng said.

Ye Mo just said with a light smile: "Lord Feng has praised me falsely. Just call me Xiao Ye."

Hearing this, master Feng also looked at Ye Mo with a scanning eye and said, "I believe the third brother's eye. Since he said you are good, you must have something extraordinary.

At present, Canada is a huge treasure house waiting to be collected. As long as you are brave enough, gold is everywhere. What you need is young people with courage and enterprising spirit. How about you? Are you interested in staying and doing things? "

Mr. Feng just said to stay and do things, but he didn't say who he would do things for. Except for the three foolish disciples of Mr. Feng, the expressions of the rest of them all changed subtly.

Ye Mo looks at the third master, but sees that the third master nods slightly, and then answers the question. Anyway, he has legs and feet. When do you want to go?

Besides, he is really planning to stay in Canada for a long time. At the moment, it would be better for Mr. Feng to take the initiative.

"Third brother, your legs and feet were inconvenient in your early years. I brought the best medical team in Canada this time. Let a long take you down for examination. I also happened to have a chat with Xiao Ye alone." Feng Ye opens a way, pour is also the tone of discussion.

The third master simply decided to let brother long accompany him for a walk. As for the three silly disciples, they had no eyesight. Until the third master suddenly pulled one of the boys' ears, they left reluctantly.

After a few people left, ye Mo and Mr. Feng were left in the big office. Ye Mo did not speak, so he looked at Mr. Feng quietly. Mr. Feng then said with a smile, "Xiao Ye, I have done some investigation on you before I came here. Don't be surprised. Before we start our conversation, there is a question I want to ask you. Do you want to call me sixth uncle or Mr. Feng?"

"Is there a difference?" Yemo asked with a smile.

"Yes! If you call me sixth uncle, you will be my nephew in the future. The second generation of people in Canada will respect you, but they will only respect you, not be afraid of you. Or to be more precise, they will respect me for someone's face. " Mr. Feng said.

"What's the name of Mr. Feng?" Asked yemer.

At this time, Mr. Feng took out the magnanimity of the superior and said: "if you call me Mr. Feng, you will leave my wings to make another heaven. In the future, the second generation of characters in the road will not call you brother ye, but ye ye!

Canada, as long as you are brave enough, is full of gold. What you need is courageous young people. Young eagles can fly in the sky without a lot of setbacks. But as long as you get through, the whole sky is your stage! "

Ye Mo was contemptuous when he heard this. The old world is the old world. If you were the three rammers, you might be fooled, and you would be called master Feng immediately.

Ye Mo just hesitated and asked, "Mr. Feng, isn't Canada already your world? I'll stay under your tree to enjoy the cool.

But if there are two trees in a field, it will be OK in the early days, but if the roots are crisscrossed and the branches are luxuriant, I'm afraid only one will fall down and make enough space for the other. "

Mr. Feng originally wanted to see how ye Mo would answer this question, and to have a good look at his disposition and reaction. However, he didn't want Ye Mo to be so straightforward and put such a sharp contradiction on the table all of a sudden. Isn't it a simple mind?

If the disciples of the Third Master said this, master Feng would laugh it off at most. In this way, the simple minded people had better control, but ye Mo was the one who spoke, which made him not know how to answer for a moment, and his smile froze.

Just then, there was a slight knock on the door, and Mr. Feng said in a deep voice: "come in!"

When the door opened, a strong man like an iron tower came in. He was only about 1.65 meters tall, with dark skin and a serrated scar on his side face. He looked like an old wound for at least ten years.

In other people's eyes, this is just a little brother who has no brilliance, but ye Mo has a strong interest in him for a moment. This guy seems to be short, but there is a surge of internal breathing, not under Hu Ke.

Hu Ke has been a master of martial arts since he was young. Even if he looks outside the wall, he is absolutely arrogant. At most, he looks like a man in his mid-30s. There should be no such master in the secular world.

Is it from outside the wall or from a family? Is it Canada or a wider area? Think about the area I sketched on the map yesterday. I'm afraid I'm not the first one to do it.

"This game is getting more and more interesting." Ye Mo murmured.

Looking at the black little man's respectful appearance, Mr. Feng also took out the style of Xiaoxiong and asked, "what's the matter you're looking for?"

"Mr. Feng, I've checked. It's not the Huaqing people or the chongwenhu people. The nails of other clubs also indicate that they haven't had any activities recently." Said the little black man.

Hearing this, Mr. Feng even showed a sneer on his face: "the circle of Canada is so big. Since it's not their hands, there are only those Vietnamese monkeys. Xiao Ye, what will you do if you throw it to you?"