Chapter 662

Name:His Lucky Farming Life Author:er duo
This man is not surnamed Feng, but he has a very close relationship with Feng Ting because he is Feng Ting's uncle.

His name is Wei'an, and he is also the descendant of a great family in Jiangnan. Only after Feng youtang gained power, the Wei family directly chose to break off the relationship with Feng Ting in order not to be implicated.

Wei'an couldn't get used to this kind of flattery and decided to break with the family. It happened that Ke Xinyi found him and he came without hesitation.

Although Wei'an's strength was average, he was extremely smart, so he couldn't help feeling cold when he saw Zhang Yitian's "determination".

A few minutes later, Zhang Yitian opened the bedroom door and came out, but he was faced with more than a dozen pairs of lost and helpless eyes.

He picked up a towel to wipe the sweat on his forehead and asked casually, "what's the matter?"

Feng Tiejun's face was livid and said fiercely, "what's the matter? I tell you, if you say this, I see if you can be so calm! Feng Yunshan died last night!"

"Oh." Zhang Yitian threw the towel into the dustbin. He was so angry that he answered, as if he hadn't heard anything.

His reaction surprised everyone present, even Wei An, who had always been determined.

"Feng Yunshan is dead!" repeated Ke Xinyi. "Now he is the only one who supports us. Now we have no support for me. What should we do?"

Zhang Yitian sat on the sofa and said calmly, "do as you should."

Feeling that this was not enough, he finally added: "he will die when he dies, but the living still have to live!"

Zhang Yitian's words are inexplicable, especially at such an important time now. It makes everyone feel that this guy is crazy.

"What are you talking about? Feng Yunshan is dead, and the biggest card in our hands is gone!" dongfangjing really can't read it, and angrily interrupts, "you're not in a hurry. Are you going to see Feng Ting's jokes in a week?"

Zhang Yitian poured a glass of water from the tea table, drank it and said, "what do you want me to do? I'll revive Feng Yunshan?"

"Hum, no one said this!" Dongfang Jing muttered, "I thought you could do something good, but now it's just like this. I didn't know who it was. I directed this and that and that. Now, you've become the shopkeeper. You..."

"OK!" Feng Ting interrupted dongfangjing and said to Zhang Yitian, "this is so sudden that we didn't expect this to happen, but do you have any idea?"

Feng Ting's tone was respectful. It was obvious that no matter how rude others were to Zhang Yitian, there was hope in his heart.

Zhang Yitian was silent for a moment and said slowly, "go back first. On the surface, you can look flustered. There's no need to do anything else. It's useless. Feng Ting, don't worry. I'll give you an explanation that day."

Feng Ting wanted to stop talking. He really wanted to ask Zhang Yitian what he thought, but he held back and took the lead out of the room.

The other people also looked at Zhang Yitian with a depressed face and left lost.

As soon as he went out, dongfangjing broke out first. In the corridor, he said loudly, "what's the matter with him? At this time, what is he doing in his room all day? It's just to find a way! Really, I can't count on such a person."

Feng Tiejun then said, "young master, where the hell did you find this man? I think we should just ignore this man. I'll just contact some reliable people. Since Feng youtang can kill Feng Yunshan by assassination, we'll treat him in his own way! I'm not afraid of death. I think there's only such a choice now!"

Feng Ting's face was not very good. He pointed to the next room and said, "go in and talk."

There are too few ways to do this.

As soon as Feng Yunshan died, Feng youtang immediately absorbed all his industries.

In fact, as soon as Feng Tiejun said that, everyone still resisted, but after thinking about it, everyone found that this seemed to be the last way.

Because compared with other methods, this method seems to be much more feasible and has a higher chance of winning.

Although Zhang Yitian said he would give Feng Ting an explanation, in fact, no one believed him at this time.

What can he do? This is just perfunctory in the eyes of everyone.

After the initial discussion, almost all the so-called smart people present were finally persuaded by such a big man as Feng Tiejun.

Sometimes the simplest and most direct way is more effective.

There was no way. The people could only acquiesce in the idea and began planning all night in order to keep everything intact.

But Zhang Yitian doesn't know all this. If Zhang Yitian knows, he will strongly oppose it.

Obviously, this is the most feasible way in all kinds of helplessness. In Zhang Yitian's view, it is simply to die.

But things started without Zhang Yitian's knowledge.

Feng Tiejun was very popular. The next day, he had gathered a group of more than a dozen people.

For the sake of safety, Ke Xinyi also chose to take people with her.

The time for action was just three days before the commencement of the succession ceremony, which was determined after repeated planning.

Because it happens that on this day, Feng youtang will leave Feng's house and go to a private manor in the eastern suburb of Yangcheng to attend the rally.

Feng Ting almost poured out. Finally, only Feng Ting and Dongfang Jing stayed to watch Feng Zeng.

After these people left in the morning, Feng Ting was always nervous. It seemed that something was always going to happen.

According to the plan, they leave the hotel at nine o'clock. If they succeed, they can come back at ten thirty.

However, Feng Ting and dongfangjing waited until 11 o'clock, but there was still no news.

After another half an hour, he still didn't get any news.

"Where are you going?" Feng Ting prepared to go out together. Dongfang Jing stopped him.

"I'll find him." Feng Ting said uneasily, "something must have happened. I have to ask him for an idea."

He was Zhang Yitian in Feng Ting's mouth, and his intuition was telling Feng Ting at this time. It seemed that Zhang Yitian's calm was right at the beginning, and they should have been so right. They took risks and made great things.

"Looking for him? Hum, forget it. I think it's good to wait. What if it succeeds?" Dongfang Jing said.

Feng Ting shook his head in frustration and went out.

Feng Ting opened the door of Zhang Yitian's room with a door card and entered. Zhang Yitian stayed closed these days. Ke Xinyi was always responsible for delivering water and rice. Just before leaving in the morning, Ke Xinyi left the door card to Feng Ting.

Zhang Yitian's room is still lifeless, and Zhang Yitian still locks himself in his bedroom.

Feng Ting went up and knocked at the door. "I have something to tell you. Something big has happened!"

As soon as Feng Ting entered the door, Zhang Yitian already knew. Now as soon as he heard him say something big, Zhang Yitian quickly stopped breathing and thought that what he was worried about had happened.

Zhang Yitian opened the door and saw a nervous face of Feng Ting.

"What's the matter?" Zhang Yitian asked.

"They went to assassinate Feng youtang, but... They haven't come back yet!" Feng Ting said in a low voice.

Zhang Yitian's expression changed slightly. He just sighed, "how long have you been there?"

"Two and a half hours. According to the plan, they should have come back an hour ago."

Zhang Yitian looked at Feng Ting in silence for a while, turned and walked back to the bedroom and said, "I'll change my clothes and we'll go right away."

Soon, Zhang Yitian took off his pajamas and came out in light clothes.

"Go, where do you say, we'll go right away!" Zhang Yitian urged.

Feng Ting nodded to lead the way, but as soon as they walked out of the room, they saw a man staggering along the corridor of the hotel.

"Uncle!" Feng Ting hurried to meet Wei An, who was about to arrive.

Zhang Yitian also hurried over, but he only heard Wei An sobbing and saying, "it's over... It's over..." then the man fainted.

"Help into the house!" Zhang Yitian and Feng Ting picked up Wei An and sent him to Zhang Yitian's room.

Along the way, a series of scarlet blood flowed down the corridor.

Zhang Yitian first hurried to give Wei an emergency treatment, and finally said happily: "if he delays for a few more minutes, he may not be able to save the blood. He loses too much blood and has three knife wounds."

Zhang Yitian pointed to Wei An's wound and said to Feng Ting.

The expression on Feng Ting's face was tangled and more complicated, because he knew that Wei An suffered all these injuries because of him.

Now, however, he is more worried about how others are.

They arranged Wei An into the bedroom. Then they both retreated to the living room. Feng Ting looked sad, but Zhang Yitian seemed to be thinking about something.

"What did you do? Didn't you... You went to confront Feng youtang?" Zhang Yitian said to Feng Ting with a questioning tone, and finally sighed, "childish!"

"It was an assassination," said Feng Ting decadent. "They went to seventeen people!"

"Ke Xinyi has gone too?" Zhang Yitian asked emphatically.

Feng Ting nodded.

Seeing Feng Ting's reply, Zhang Yitian's face suddenly looked ugly.

Ke Xinyi has always been one of the people he relies on. They have worked together for more than two years, but now it seems that she is also unlucky.

Thinking of this, Zhang Yitian was inexplicably sad.

"How can you do that!" Zhang Yitian severely scolded. "Don't you have a brain? You all know that when you see the end, the prevention work needs to be strengthened. Don't Feng youtang know? He's going to assassinate? Isn't this death?"

Zhang Yitian began to walk in a hurry in the small living room. After walking around, he stopped in front of Feng Ting and said, "and I said, there is me behind this thing. I will give you a result, but what about you?"

Feng Ting's head was buried so low that his eyes were wet a moment later. He couldn't help feeling sad at the thought that more than a dozen people had died because of his wrong decision.

"I......" Feng Ting choked for a long time before spitting out such a sentence. "I won't argue with the patriarch. Give it to him."

"What?" Zhang Yitian stopped and said sternly as the teacher taught the students. "What are you talking about? How do you say that?"

Zhang Yitian sighed and then said, "I can only tell you that this matter is no longer your own thing, nor can you quit if you want to quit!"