Chapter: 598
I don't know if Brother Feng will agree...
Even Ah Hu was a little nervous, and soon the call was connected:
"Hey, Ah Hu, I got up pretty early today." Zhao Feng's voice came from the phone.
"Brother Feng!" Ah Hu's voice was a little trembling, and he said, "Last night, Lao Biao and the others made a move. Except for our place, other places were taken away. Now Brother Chen and Brother Yong are in the company with us. Lao Biao They just came here and gave a choice, ten-man battle, Brother Chen, Brother Yong, me, Lao Meng..."
"Ten-man battle?" Zhao Feng's heavy voice came over: "Why did you and Lao Meng also get involved? Don't you know what level you two are?"
In the second sentence, Zhao Feng's tone contained obvious blame, as if saying that the two of them didn't know the heights of heaven and earth.
"It can't be helped, Brother Feng, there is really no manpower. We have gathered nine people in total now, Brother Feng, I..." At this point, Ahu couldn't continue.
But Zhao Feng knew exactly what he meant.
The mobile phone fell silent. At this moment, the heartbeats of nearly a hundred people present gradually accelerated. Everyone knew that whether it was successful or not, the next moment!
Finally, five seconds later, Zhao Feng's voice changed again:
"I want to ask my boss about this matter, and wait for my news."
After Zhao Feng finished speaking, he hung up the phone directly. He frowned and pondered for a while, put on his coat, hurriedly left the main house, and drove a few minutes to the restaurant. After entering, Zhao Feng whispered: "Master, master, wake up!" Didn't wake up? Is the master there?"
"Huh? Who is it?" Mengmeng was the first to run down the stairs at this time. After seeing Zhao Feng, Mengmeng stretched out her small palm and waved, saying, "You, why did you come here like this?" Morning?"
"I got up early today, so I came a little earlier, and Mengmeng got up too." Zhao Feng replied with a smile.
"Hmm, Mengmeng woke up just now, and the sun is about to shine on your little ass." Mengmeng pouted, and then ran to the sofa to watch cartoons.
At this time, Zhang Hancai came down from the second floor. Seeing this, Zhao Feng hurried up to greet him. When he walked up to him, he whispered:
"Uh...that...Master, there is something I want to ask you for instructions."
"What's the matter?" Zhang Han said casually.
"Yonghe will be in chaos. My former subordinates encountered difficulties and needed someone to win the game. They have one less person..."
Before the words were finished, Zhang Han interrupted: "Do you want to go?"
Zhao Feng's expression froze when he heard the words. From Zhang Han's expression, he couldn't see what it meant. After pondering for a while, he finally replied: "I listen to the meaning of the master."
Zhang Han looked at him up and down, chuckled a few times, and said casually: "Go if you want, you don't need to tell me about such trivial things in the future, as long as you don't do evil, then you can do whatever you want."
"Okay! Thank you boss!" Zhao Feng's eyes lit up and he nodded repeatedly.
"Go."
Zhao Feng turned and left, but when he was about to go out, Zhang Han sent another indifferent sentence:
"You are my Zhang Han's disciple. When you go out to do things, you don't have to worry about it. You will scare others when you shoot, so that you will save cats and dogs running around in front of me in the future."
"I know Master!" Zhao Feng was shocked, nodded heavily, got in the car and left.
On the other side, on the first floor of Fengming Nightclub, the atmosphere gradually became a little heavy.
"It's been twenty minutes, and I haven't called back yet. Brother Feng, he probably won't be able to come, right?" Xu Yong smiled wryly.
"Hey..." Ah Hu sighed, and said: "Brother Feng retired after all, it's normal if he can't come. It's half past six, Brother Chen, we should set off."