At twelve o'clock, when the bell rang, plates of dumplings were sent into the auditorium under the arrangement of the butler Fei Rui.

At this time, Xiao Feng also reappeared on the stage and waved his hand. Someone pushed a cart covered with red cloth and stopped in front of him.

"The dumplings are coming up, there are coins in it. Whoever eats the coins will be rewarded with 10,000 yuan." Xiao Feng smiled and lifted the red cloth, revealing the piles of red RMB on the cart.

"Okay." There are almost no shortage of money here, but this is a good New Year's lottery, and everyone will actively participate.

"Haha, it's past twelve o'clock. I wish you a happy new year. I hope that in the new year, everyone will be healthy and happy, and all your wishes will come true..." Xiao Feng finished speaking loudly, jumped off the stage and returned to his desk.

"A coin."

“I have eaten too.”

"Well, it hurts my teeth."

Various lively sounds came one after another, and Xiao Feng once again confirmed his good luck. A plate of dumplings, a total of eight dumplings, actually cost seven yuan.

This time, even Zhang Yu was convinced and kept saying, Brother Feng must be very awesome in the new year.

Dumplings are all randomly, and there is no special thing at all. I have to say that Xiao Feng’s luck is really good. He smiled on his face, but he muttered in his heart, hoping that good luck will always be with him. Today, the God of Gambling and the God of Wealth are all on the god of gods. When it’s the fifteenth day, I hope that the God of War will also be with him.

Half an hour later, Xiao Feng began to share the money, 10,000 yuan per coin. He did what he said, and was lucky, he could even get 30,000 to 40,000. As for himself, there were seven stacks of money in front of him. Although they were all from his own pocket, he still made him happy.

After eating dumplings, it was almost the same on New Year's Eve. Some old guys are old. Although they are not convinced, they are not energetic anymore and go to rest one after another.

At about two o'clock, there was no one in the auditorium. Everyone went to rest and prepared to get up early in the first year of the New Year to pay homage to their early years. Fortunately, the manor was big enough and there were enough resting places. There were so many people living in it, so it didn't seem crowded.

Although everyone has rested, the entire manor is still brightly lit and bright as day... The moon moves westward, one year ends, and one year starts.

Before dawn, Xiao Feng woke up. He turned his head to look at Lin Lin beside him, smiled, gave her the first kiss of the New Year, then sat up, put on his clothes, and left the room.

Xiao Feng left the main villa and walked towards a villa next to him. Where there was Mr. Jing, Nangong Ji and others...

Xiao Feng pushed open the door and saw that Mr. Jing had gotten up. He was cross-legged in the room and breathing. He heard the sound, opened his eyes and smiled: "You are here."

"Grandpa, happy New Year." Xiao Feng did not call the old guy, but was of rare respect. He slowly knelt in front of Mr. Jing and kowtowed three times seriously.

Mr. Jing accepted Xiao Feng's three kowtows, and when he finished kowtowing, he nodded and said, "Well, get up."

When Xiao Feng stood up, he immediately had a cynical smile on his face: "Old guy, where is the red envelope."

"Little bastard, give it." Old Jing said, throwing Xiao Feng a porcelain bottle: "When you break the reef, eat it."

"What, it's not Viagra, right?" Xiao Feng fiddled with it for a few times and asked curiously.

"Yeah, it's almost the same."

"..." Xiao Feng held it aside, no need to ask, this thing should be of high value, otherwise the old guy would not be able to make it.

"Okay, go somewhere else."

"Okay, then I'll leave first." Xiao Feng nodded and went to greet Xiao Ye, his parents and others again, and then Nangong Jishi, He Jinming, Qi Ye, etc.

After Xiao Feng visited him for a while, he also gained a lot, and then returned to his villa and began to send red envelopes to the girls.

"Come on, start to greet my husband." Xiao Feng sat on the sofa, next to it was a big red bag containing RMB.

"Brother Feng, Happy New Year~"

"no."

"Why."

"Call me husband."

"Okay, husband, happy New Year." Lin Lin rarely calls Xiao Feng this way in front of others. Now her pretty face is rosy and quite shy.

"Haha, not bad, I'll give you a red envelope." Xiao Fengda was happy. This feeling was really good: "Next."

"..." The girls were speechless. Is this guy excited?

"Happy New Year, Husband~"

"Hahaha, Wu'er, come on, my husband will give you a red envelope." Xiao Feng's mouth widened and sent out another red envelope.

“…”

"Brother Feng, Happy New Year~"

Xiao Feng knocked his legs crossed, closed his eyes, hummed a little tune, and heard someone called 'Brother Feng', and couldn't help but say: "No, you must call me husband."

Around, terrible silence...

Xiao Feng suddenly felt a little creepy, as if many eyes were staring at him. He hurriedly opened his eyes and immediately turned green when he saw it. The one standing in front of him turned out to be Zhang Xue.

Zhang Xue stared at Xiao Feng with a strange look: "You are sure, let me call me husband."

"Ahem, that Xiaoxue, I didn't realize it was you. Haha, Xiaoxue Happy New Year, come on, this is your red envelope." Xiao Feng smiled hurriedly and gave the red envelope to Zhang Xue.

It’s a joke, if Zhang Xue calls her husband, it will be a big trouble if her sister comes to her for the New Year.

Halfway through the morning, Xiao Feng discovered that there was not enough cash for five million yuan. Fortunately, there was still inventory at home, otherwise he would be in a hurry.

Many people left the manor one after another. After all, they all had their own things to be busy with, and they had their own circles and social events. Even Huotian and others left, and returned to the headquarters and the brothers in Tianmen went lively.

The originally lively manor became a little deserted, and Xiao Feng also left the manor and went out to visit Mr. Xia, Mr. Wen, Mr. Hai and others. He sat there and it was afternoon.

It is worth mentioning that Mr. Hai is in good condition, but Xiao Feng knew that he was burning his vitality, like a lamp, which had reached the point where the oil was exhausted, and what he was simmering now was the only little oil left.

After Xiao Feng finished a round and returned to the manor, he never left again. Instead, he laughed and played with the girls in the villa, enjoying the rare peace and tenderness.

At night, Xiao Feng received a call, which Zhao Min called, and the content was very simple: Hai Lao is dead.

Hai Lao is dead, Hai Dongbo is dead,

Xiao Feng was stunned. When he went to see him in the morning, he was in good condition. He died in just a few hours. He sighed and sighed, "A person's life is really fragile."

"Okay, I get it."

"Are you here tomorrow's memorial service?"

"Well, I will be there." Xiao Feng nodded.

"What's wrong, Brother Feng." Lin Lin asked hurriedly when she saw the smile on Xiao Feng's face disappear.

Xiao Feng forced a smile: "Hai Lao is dead."

"Hai Lao is dead." Huo Wu was a little surprised: "Aren't the morning still fine?

Among the girls, who is most familiar with Hai Dongbo is Huo Wu. After all, she is now the underground queen of Jiuquan, and Hai Dongbo is the former underground king. They have met many times, and Hai Dongbo also admires Huo Wu quite a bit.

"Well, the memorial service will be held tomorrow. Are you going?" Xiao Feng asked as he looked at Huo Wu.

Huo Wu nodded: "Go."

"Okay, let's go and have fun." Xiao Feng was not very sad about Hai Dongbo's death, because he had already known that the result was nothing more than a day earlier and a day later.

Life and death may be so simple and pale.

The atmosphere in the villa was much more depressed, but Xiao Feng smiled first: "What's wrong with you? Don't take it to heart."

Soon, Huotian called, saying that it was also about the news of Hai Dongbo's death. The Hai family had already spread the news on the road. Although it was during the Chinese New Year, the memorial service must be held.

Great joy and sorrow, great ups and downs, life and death... Xiao Feng felt that he had an intuitive understanding of death, and a slight calmness appeared in his heart, which was a kind of calmness from the soul.

Half an hour later, Xiao Feng appeared alone on the beach, and began to practice the fifth level of power towards the reef designated by Mr. Jing. As his mood became calmer, he sinks into it and falls into a wonderful state. The fist is born from the heart and is free to send and receive...

In the distance, behind a tree, two black shadows stood side by side, looking at Xiao Feng who was bombarding the reef.

"It seems that Hai Dongbo's death had an impact on Afeng, which improved his mood again and became more determined." The voice sounded, and it was Mr. Jing resolutely.

"Well, this kid is one of the few geniuses I have ever seen. Even if I am in the Nangong Family, I can't find anyone to be with him." The person who spoke was Nangong Jishi, the deputy leader of the Nangong Family.

"I have never cared about him over the years. Isn't it a kind of accumulation and development? Those children of aristocratic families may be better than him in terms of combat effectiveness, but in terms of mood, there are a few people who can compare with him. In the later stages of ancient martial arts, the state of mind becomes more and more important, otherwise they will stagnate and get stuck in the bottleneck." Mr. Jing said seriously.

Nangong Ji nodded in agreement: "Well, this kid has experienced too much, and in the past, his children's experience means more training in their mood."

"Let's go." After Mr. Jing said that, he turned around and left.

Nangong Ji looked at Xiao Feng, who was sweating profusely, nodded, and soon disappeared into the dark shadow.

‘Bang bang bang’, Xiao Feng punched the reef on the beach. On the surface, he did not use much power, but every attack was at least a four-level explosion. From the inside out, it was extremely powerful and extremely powerful.

"Break it for me." Suddenly, Xiao Feng's heart moved, and a long roar was made, and a punch hit the reef. He heard a muffled sound of "puff" first, and then a "click" sound, the reef cracked from the inside out, and stones splashed up.

"Five-level power." Xiao Feng retracted his fist and looked at the shattered reef. The inside had turned into powder, and was shattered by his hidden power.

"That's right, that's it." Xiao Feng clenched his fists, and his eyes were full of desire for the duel on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month. He was eager to regain his dignity.
Chapter completed!