Chapter 173 (2/2)

The cold wind poured in from the entrance of the hall. It was so cold that he shivered, shrugged his shoulders, spit white gas in his mouth, shook the empty wine gourd, and complained: ”grass, I don't have money to buy wine!”

He opened the drawer, searched and finally found a few gold dollars. Old Feng gave an order to the servants in the hall, went out of the change field and went to a wine shop.

”Sleeping trough NIMA, bloody Rouge! Because of that little bastard, he deducted my salary for one year and made me suffer for one year! Alas, it's cold!” fenglao's body is old. Walking in the wind and snow, his whole body will be frozen and shivering.

When he came to the restaurant he frequented, he threw out a few gold dollars, filled a gourd of wine, and poured a few mouthfuls into his stomach, which made him feel warmer. Then, old Feng looked at the big jar of good wine, licked his mouth, grabbed a spoon to scoop up the wine and drank it. Before long, three spoons of wine went into his stomach. Old Feng's face became ruddy and his head began to faint.

The restaurant looked at Feng Lao contemptuously and said nothing. Feng is always his old customer and is in charge of the easy field. I can't offend him.

When the restaurant waited for Mr. Feng to leave, he scolded with great dissatisfaction: ”I didn't expect that the dignified manager of the exchange field is now down to this point. Steal wine? I spit!”

Fenglao didn't go far. The curse of the restaurant came into his ears and hurt his heart like a thorn. His face was ferocious and distorted: ”little bastard, you hurt me so far, don't blame me for my ruthlessness!”

With that, Feng Lao went in one direction.

Three miles outside QingSha City, there is an army stationed. This army has not left Qingsha city since the Hu family and Qingjia were destroyed.

In front of the camp, two silver soldiers stood in front of the camp like two sculptures, covered with snow and expressionless.

Old Feng came to the camp door trembling. The eyes of the two silver soldiers were suddenly cold. The big knife came out of the scabbard, and two cold lights stood in front of old Feng.

”Who dares to intrude into the important place of the barracks!”

”One more step forward, there is no amnesty for killing!”

Old Feng almost fell down and summoned up his courage: ”two military masters, please report to your superiors and say that old Feng of Yichang has something important to find Lord Dong!”

Dong Hongyuan is a general in this military camp. His name has been circulating among the people of Qingsha city for a long time, so Feng old man knows him.

”Wait a minute!” a soldier gave old Feng a cold look, turned and left. He didn't come back for a long time and said to old Feng, ”follow me!”

Following the soldier, old Feng went into a big tent. Dong Hongyuan was discussing with a man with blue pupils. Seeing old Feng coming in, he got up and asked, ”old Feng, what can I do for you?”

Feng Lao's heart was cold. The murderous spirit of this man was too heavy! He took a deep breath and said, ”I have an important news to tell you. The owner of the LAN family and his little daughter are hidden in my exchange field!”

Dong Hongyuan widened his eyes and said in surprise, ”old Feng, are you serious?”

Old Feng nodded and said, ”I've seen it more than once. My chief housekeeper Rouge secretly came to my backyard to deliver food to them. It's definitely the owner of the LAN family and his little daughter. There will be no fake!”

”OK!” a sharp light flashed in donghongyuan's eyes and looked at the man sitting on the chair.

The man stood up, went to fenglao, raised his hand and patted fenglao on his shoulder. His voice was extremely cold and hoarse: ”old guy, you - very - good!”

A fear from the soul enveloped fenglao, as if the sound came from another world, colder than the ice and snow outside!

”Kaka!”

The man's pale palm, on the contact point with fenglao's body, a piece of ice crystal flashed, and immediately expanded and spread to fenglao's whole body. Fenglao became a shining ice sculpture. The cold instantly took his life. Before he died, he still opened his eyes, filled with a touch of horror and confusion. He didn't understand, Why did he bring such an important thing to Hu Buyu's men, but the man still killed him?

”You, let me go to the trade field!” the man said to Dong Hongyuan. In his blue eyes, there was no emotional fluctuation, only endless cold!