Chapter 212: Backpack

() Of course, the meal has to be eaten one bite at a time, and according to the current progress, he is already a fat man who eats one bite at a time.

In less than a week, he has almost completed the transformation from a sparrow to a phoenix in the eyes of ordinary people, at least in the city's underground ecosystem, no one does not know the name of Xia Feng.

..........

Back in the East End from Richie's villa, it's already afternoon.

As soon as he arrived at the bar that had been set up as a temporary base, Xia Feng received a phone call.

"Hey, is it the summer breeze?"

"I'm Xia Feng, who are you?"

"I'm Applejack, one of the people in charge of the Eastside, the last time we saw each other in Ridge."

"Oh, oh I know, Brother Ai Jie, what's wrong?"

Of course he knew who Ai Jie was, this was the person who theoretically divided the world with him in the Eastern District, but he didn't expect that Ai Jie would speak so politely, and a person of his status would introduce himself in a down-to-earth manner, thinking that Xia Feng had really forgotten who he was.

Ai Jie, who was on the other end of the phone, continued.

"Nothing, I want to ask if you're free for the night?"

"At night? Almost free. ”

"Okay, I'll treat you to dinner in the evening, I'll send you the address later, it won't be very far, it's in the East District."

"This ..... You're too polite, we're all brothers, why don't I invite you another day? ”

Ai Jie's attitude is very resolute.

"Don't don't, it's nothing, at 7 p.m., we'll see you or leave, that's all."

As if afraid of Xia Feng's refusal, Ai Jie quickly hung up the phone.

To be honest, he didn't know much about Ai Jie, and he just said hello at Richie's house that day, and he only remembered that Ai Jia was a Ruper, not very old, about twenty-seven or eighteen years old, and he was a guy who looked a little too serious.

Soon, the address of Ai Jie's dinner was sent through his mobile phone.

Xia Feng threw his phone on the table and asked Ah Guang next to him.

"Do you know where this place is?"

Ah Guang stretched out his head and glanced at it a few times.

"You know, it's not far from here, Brother Feng, are you going to this place?"

"Aijay said he was going to invite me to dinner here in the evening."

"Aijay?"

Ah Guang touched his chin with a solemn face.

"Brother Feng, this may be a trap, you are in the limelight now, this kid shouldn't be jealous and hateful."

"You're thinking too much."

"Brother Feng, it's better to be careful."

"Don't worry, you and Big Brother Ace will accompany me at night, and I won't dare to touch me if I borrow ten guts from him."

...........

In the early stage of taking over the East End, although Xia Feng promoted some people to manage, there were still too many things to decide in terms of details, which led to the fact that the bar where he is now has people coming in and out, running to ask him some gang questions, and people never stopped.

A younger brother from before Ah Guang ran over and asked.

"Brother Feng, do we need to be imprisoned if we injured and disabled people?"

Xia Feng patiently explained.

"It depends on the situation, I will communicate with the security bureau to try to protect you, so you usually have to be measured, without my permission, try not to deal too hard with outsiders."

"Oh."

Another man came running.

"Brother Feng, Brother Feng, can we ask for leave if we usually have something at home?"

"Absolutely."

"Brother Feng, can I let my cousin join the gang?"

"Newcomers join to find Ah Guang for review."

"Brother Feng, do we have accident insurance?"

"I don't know, there was before, there was no one, and the treatment was only higher than before."

"Oh."

For a whole afternoon, Xia Feng was dealing with some trivial matters, no way, the initial formulation of rules is like this, as the so-called no rules are not a circle, although he listens to what he says, but some things in principle still have to be traced.

So he didn't want someone to make a serious mistake in the future, touch his head and smile and say to him, hehe, Brother Feng, I didn't know it before, I must pay attention next time.

If it's wrong, it's wrong, everything is done according to the rules, and the rewards and punishments are clear, this is the rule of the gangster.

............

After sending another group of people away, Xia Feng rubbed his temples, his body is very strong now, but the consumption of brain power is still very tiring, three words, the brain hurts.

"Didi, Didi, Didi!"

At this moment, his phone rang again.

Xia Feng picked up the mobile phone on the table with a bored face, and when he saw the number clearly, the irritability on his face was immediately swept away.

"Hey."

"Hey, big windmill, it's me."

"Turtle, what's wrong?"

The turtle on the other end of the phone was a little melancholy.

"It's nothing, I'm fine, our headquarters is also very good, Ifrit baked things sell for a lot of money these days, and the second uncle often brings us fruits to eat, and everyone is very happy."

"Well, that's good."

"Big windmill, I haven't seen you for many days, when will you come back, I miss you a little."

Xia Feng was stunned for a moment, thinking about it carefully, he seemed to have not been back for a long time, although it was only a few days in the eyes of outsiders, but he knew that since they met with the turtle, they had not been separated for so long.

"I.... Sorry, it's been a busy few days. ”

"I've heard from Ifrit and Big Brother Ace that our plan has been completed."

"It's done, but there's still a lot to do after that."

The tortoise's voice became quieter and quieter.

"Can you find time to go back to your second uncle's house for dinner tonight?"

"Probably not, I'll go back when I'm done with this time."

A lost voice came from the phone.

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm too stupid to help you."

"Nope."

"Hehe, you don't have to worry about me, I'll be optimistic about our Black Feather headquarters and wait for you to come back."

There was a certain emotion hidden in the tortoise's words.

At this moment, Xia Feng felt as if he had overlooked something.

Now he is like a seedling that has just broken the ground, frantically absorbing the nutrients around him, and growing desperately at the fastest speed.

But as the saying goes, when you're gaining, you're also losing.

Xia Feng didn't know what he would lose, he didn't care about losing in the past, he didn't even want his life in order to save someone, that's right, he used this kind of head iron way to go all the way over, but now at this moment he found that his life was no longer just about himself.

The world in the turtle's eyes is very simple, she doesn't have very lofty ideals, and the reason why she works hard is because she is working hard.

Maybe subconsciously, she was afraid that she would not be able to catch up with the footsteps of the fire feather summer wind, the huge Victoria was like a storm, and the whirlpool of fate would pull many people who had never known each other together, and in the wind and rain, the turtle turtle had been holding Xia Feng's hand tightly, afraid that he would be left behind.

Although she didn't say it, Xia Feng understood at this moment that she was just willful and hoped that she could stay within her reach.

He grew so fast that it gave the turtle a subconscious sense of crisis, and as his black wings grew fuller, he might fly out of sight.

..........

Holding the phone, Xia Feng's voice became gentle.

"Turtle Turtle, you have helped me a lot, and you are my important partner."

"But ......."

"No, no, but."

Xia Feng will never forget the feeling when the figure of the turtle appeared on the street with a backpack in Mandel City when he realized that a natural disaster was coming and everyone had withdrawn from the city.

Looking back now, perhaps from that moment on, in a sense, Fire Feather Summer Wind was truly reborn.

...........

"Turtle Turtle, will you separate from your backpack?"

At the mention of the backpack, the turtle's voice became firm.

"No, never."

"Well, you are to me, just like a backpack is to you, the difference is that you are more important than a backpack, a companion who will never give up all the way, and our journey will be until the end of the world."

Tears flowed silently.

The turtle's somewhat choked voice revealed a sense of relief.

"Yes."