Chapter 210 (1/2)

Hearing that his daughter was going to stay here, Xing Pengzhan's face changed. He thought for a while and thought he shouldn't be so tolerant of He Feng.

So he said faintly, ”no, no, Lao Wang has been injured for a while. Things in the company are busy. It's just that you come to help me and prepare for you to take over the company in the future.”

Xing Pengzhan's words had no loopholes. They had their own considerations everywhere, and people couldn't refute them. Therefore, Xing Yuanyuan had to mutter and keep silent.

When he heard Xing Pengzhan's refusal, he Feng was also long in his heart and breathed out a sigh. Fortunately, if Xing Yuanyuan kept following him, his action would be inconvenient.

This is naturally inappropriate, so now Xing Pengzhan flatly rejected Xing Yuanyuan, which is a good thing for He Feng.

That afternoon, two armed escort vehicles protected by several security guards with unloading guns drove to the door of the hotel.

Xing Peng went to the exhibition. After negotiating with the gang, he drove to the gambling meeting.

He Feng also went with him. He also had a large number of stones. Xing Pengzhan wanted to arrange an escort car for him to escort him back, but he Feng refused his request.

For him, there is no need for such trouble to have space. Just collecting these jadeite raw stones into the space is enough to solve the problem.

Seeing off Xing Pengzhan and their departure, he Feng stopped a taxi and then rushed to the car rental company.

Not long after, he drove a half old van to the gambling meeting. The guards looked at the car strangely, and their hearts were full of doubts.

Aren't you afraid to lose these valuable things in this kind of car? Don't you worry about problems without some people guarding the transportation?

He didn't know that he Feng wouldn't care about these problems at all. For him, even if a group army came to rob his things, it was in vain.

After driving the car for a long distance, he Feng collected all the things contained in it into his own space, and then drove back the empty truck without anything.

Then he bought a ticket to Songshan nearby.

At the moment, he asked for money to summon the souls of the more than 100000 soldiers who died, so that they could return home, return to their motherland, return to their motherland's land, take a look at the prosperity of the motherland and the prosperous times they guarded.

Soldiers die for their country and their souls protect their territory.

Their Elves will always defend the motherland.

Sitting in the car, the scenery outside the window sped by quickly, which was the unique beauty of this place, but he didn't want to enjoy it. Instead, he sat in front of the window, staring at the scenery outside, sitting inside, thinking about the stories of those heroes.

There are their figures wandering in the brain, as if they are constantly calling for them to go home.

At the moment, what he has to do is to send these people home. Even if he can't do it, he should do his best. At least he has done his part, and this is the most important.

He Feng didn't know where to go to summon the souls. His intuition told him that if he was closer to their battlefield, he might be able to find their trace.