The reason why Zhang Yitian came to Feng youtang and decided to duel was not unintentional.
In fact, this is the last and best solution he came up with after weighing and weighing again and again.
First, he can save Ke Xinyi, and through his agreement with Feng youtang, Ke Xinyi is safe at least for a while before the duel.
Secondly, he took the opportunity to kill Feng youtang.
Killing Feng youtang has always been a must on Zhang Yitian's schedule.
Feng youtang must be eliminated if Feng Ting wants to sit firmly as a patriarch.
But in the past, Zhang Yitian had no legitimate reason. On the contrary, this time the two agreed on a duel, and Zhang Yitian could take this opportunity to kill Feng youtang.
Based on these two points, Zhang Yitian's Duel proposal is simply the most realistic plan.
After returning to the hotel, Zhang Yitian relaxed a lot. After all, he has now ensured that Ke Xinyi is all right.
He went directly to see Wei An, who had recovered a lot.
As soon as Zhang Yitian entered the door, Feng Ting came up and asked, "where have you been?"
"Find Feng youtang," said Zhang Yitian.
When Feng Ting and Wei An heard this, they were surprised and said in a surprised voice, "looking for Feng youtang? Are you crazy? He... He didn't care about you?"
Zhang Yitian shook his head: "I agreed with him to duel at the succession ceremony to determine Ke Xinyi's fate!"
When Zhang Yitian spoke, he Qiping seemed to say that he didn't want to duel with people, but just the calm of watching a ball game.
"You... Are you crazy?" Wei an suddenly said loudly, "you duel with Feng youtang? You're looking for death. It's stupid. How can you make such a mindless decision? What accomplishments do you have? What accomplishments do Feng youtang have? Don't you know the difference between you is a world! You just die without brains. In the end, you can't do anything except take a small life..."
Wei'an's atmosphere made him shiver, and he coughed.
Feng Ting also looked at Zhang Yitian with mixed feelings and sighed again and again: "how can this be? You know that there is a huge gap between yourself and Feng youtang. Your cultivation of less than five paragraphs is not worth mentioning in front of his cultivation of the middle of the seventh paragraph. In the end, you can't do anything except die."
Zhang Yitian seemed to turn a deaf ear to the refutation of the two people. The reason why he said it to them was that he didn't want to discuss it at all. He just told them.
Facing the opposition of the two people, Zhang Yitian got up and left.
He changed another room and began his practice again.
For the next three days, Zhang Yitian spent almost all his time in his room. In order to finally break through the eight sections of cultivation, he almost came to the point where he didn't think about tea and rice
Three days passed quickly. The fourth morning, Feng Ting knocked on his door.
A moment later, Zhang Yitian walked out of the room and the whole person looked hale and hearty.
Feng Ting was a little surprised because Zhang Yitian hadn't eaten anything for three days. How could he be so energetic?
When he observed it carefully, he found that Zhang Yitian's skin color seemed bright and white again.
"What's the matter with you?" Feng Ting asked somewhat differently.
Zhang Yitian just smiled and said, "nothing, is there a problem?"
"No... no..."
At nine o'clock, Zhang Yitian and Feng Ting Wei'an left the hotel and went straight to Feng's house.
Finally, only dongfangjing was left in the hotel to guard Feng Zeng.
In fact, Feng youtang didn't know that Feng Youan was still alive. After Feng Youan failed in the last assassination and was captured alive by Zhang Yitian and surrendered, he went back and said that he missed the assassination of Zhang Yitian only after Feng Zeng was killed.
Feng youtang didn't quite believe this lie, but when Zhang Yitian and others left Feng's house, his people really didn't see feng Zeng.
But in fact, Feng Zeng was simply stuffed into a suitcase at this time.
This man is the only one who can accuse Feng youtang. Of course, Zhang Yitian will do his best to protect him.
After such a period of time together, Feng Zeng had a little influence. He not only knew that Feng youtang sent people to kill himself, but also knew the situation of Zhang Yitian, Feng Ting and others.
Finally, Feng Zeng finally defected. Otherwise, even if he was bound, Dongfang Jing was definitely not his opponent.
Before Feng Zeng came out, Zhang Yitian directly asked him to stay in the hotel.
On this day, Yangcheng was really lively. There were more than 100 big people from all over the Xuanmen five families who came to attend the succession ceremony.
The Feng family has thousands of big people from all over the world.
This is not only a big day for the Feng family, but also a very important moment for the Xuanmen.
The huge parking lot in front of Feng's house is also full of all kinds of luxury cars.
As soon as Zhang Yitian left the hotel, the two Lincoln cars arranged by Wei'an in advance were already waiting at the door.
The car went around the city and arrived in front of Feng's house more than ten minutes later.
Zhang Yitian and Feng tingzi got off the bus and didn't attract much attention.
Moreover, Wei An's status is no longer what it used to be. Even if Lincoln was found, he is old-fashioned. In the huge parking lot in front of Feng's house, he can be regarded as an antique.
Among the five families of Xuanmen, only a handful of people know Zhang Yitian, and not many know Feng Ting. Feng Ting studies abroad all year round. Except some people in Feng's family know him, few others know what a great identity he is.
As soon as several people got off the bus, they attracted a lot of pointing. Because in Xuanmen, a person's identity is often directly related to the number of industries in his hands.
For example, Feng youtang almost controls the whole Feng family. The car he goes out is a customized business car of more than 70 million.
And some leaders in the next clan also drive two or three million luxury cars.
From the perspective of the two classic cars that Wei An bought at a combined price of only one million, the identity of these three people is estimated to be pitifully low.
There are hundreds of luxury cars in the parking lot. Many people have entered Feng's house, but there are still dozens of people chatting with each other.
Zhang Yitian ignored them and walked directly to the main gate of Feng's house. Because today they are the protagonists.
There are three holes in the gate of Feng's residence. The gate in the middle is tall and imposing, but those who can enter here are some dignitaries with prominent status. At least they can be Zongjia.
The hole door on the left is in the middle, which is prepared for the next patriarchs who are modest in status and generation but hold the industry in their hands.
As for the small door on the far right, only some servants walk on weekdays, but today it is prepared for those little people who don't go into the stream.
Obviously, in terms of ostentation, Zhang Yitian and Feng Ting must be the people who have to go through the rightmost hole door.
But the three were just at the gate, but they were crowded aside by several people who came suddenly.
Zhang Yitian looked around and found that the seven or eight people were all servants, and not far away, a young man in a gorgeous suit was walking down from a Porsche.
Eight people surrounded the No. 2 gate on the left, but took up the position of the gate in the center.
At this time, the big people almost arrived early, so they blocked the door so arrogantly that no one would intervene in the management.
"Let's go! We're going in!" Wei'an patted a thug and warned, "you're standing where you shouldn't stand."
The thug glanced back at Wei An. From his clothes, he could see that these people had nothing at all. The so-called saying that dogs support people is not groundless. The thug guessed that these people are nosy at all. He choked: "it's none of your business. Just go in through the dog hole over there. Don't you see the three young masters here coming?"
Goudongzi, which is almost the appellation of all feng people for the rightmost small door.
Although Wei'an's injury hasn't recovered, he was directly angry when he heard the other party's tone. With a fierce stroke of luck, he slapped the thug with a palm and drank angrily: "you dogs, do you know who you're talking to?"
The thug was shot with a mouthful of blood and sprayed out. At this time, the swaggering third young master was coming. The Thug's mouthful of blood sprayed his white suit impartially.
"Shit! Are you blind? Killing you is not worth my suit!" the three young masters looked treacherous and angry and slapped the thug.
"Shit, what are you? Who dares to fucking hit me?" the three young masters shouted discontentedly.
Wei'an immediately took a step forward and would slap him again without saying a word.
For some time now, both he and Feng Ting have been humiliated enough. Should we be polite to such a little mole ant on such an occasion today?
Wei An wouldn't, but as soon as he was about to raise his hand, Feng Ting stopped him: "uncle, forget it, there's no need to pull with them!"
The third young master laughed and said, "boy, you still know the current affairs. However, you don't say that. If you know the truth, get away. What are you all? Do you know what the occasion is today? I tell you, if this isn't my Feng family headquarters, I'll kill you now!"
Feng Ting was unmoved. He had already brought himself into the role of patriarch. He even felt that he should focus on the overall situation at this time. This kind of person has plenty of time to deal with him in the future, but if he is a little wrong today, he may never turn over.
Wei'an has long held back a evil fire. It happened that he met such a dead dog today. How could he let him go!
"Xiaoting, if you don't stand in power now, who will convince you in the future? Such a small man, no one dares to say anything after killing him." Wei An said.
As soon as he heard that the other party was so angry and said that he would kill himself directly, the third young master was certainly not angry.