Chapter 4 Difficult Tasks

Old Yan's residence is a relatively simple villa located on the lakeside of the mountains in the south. The environment is quiet and pleasant, which is indeed a good place to recuperate and recuperate.

At this time, old man Yan was standing in the jungle by the lake, with his thin body facing Yanfeng. Yan Feng has had the illusion of physical fragility more than once, but every time the strong pain reminds him of the abnormal violence hidden in his body!

Yan Feng stood behind and stared until the old man Yan suddenly opened his mouth:

"Have you recovered from your injury?"

Yan Feng was stunned. He woke up and Yan Bing had asked about his injury and said indifferently, "I'm ready."

The old man Yan turned around. There was a smile on his obviously old face. He held a wooden iron-like crutch in his right hand. The turbid old eyes stared at Yan Feng, as if he wanted to find something. After a while, he slowly raised his left hand to signal Yan Feng to make a move.

Yan Feng did not dare to be careless. He waved his arms and his center of gravity sank. He resolutely added a pair of simple and sharp daggers in his hand, and then directly made the wind step closer from the side of the old man Yan. At the moment of approaching, I only felt that the other party's body was like a virtual shadow. The dagger pierced into the air, and there was a faint sense of oppression behind him.

Yan Feng's eyes flashed, and the ghost under his feet turned sharply. At the moment when Mr. Yan's body stopped, Yan Feng's figure followed behind Mr. Yan like a ghost.

"Wow--" the sound of a sharp blade cutting the silk cloth. Seeing that the other party's figure disappeared again, Yan Feng did not stop at all. He was about to cut it with a dagger in the way just now, but he found that the iron and wooden crutch turned strangely.

"Cang--" A crisp metal impact sounded.

Then there was a series of metal handover sounds. No matter how much Yan Feng tried his body, he did not touch the other party's body. Instead, his limbs were tripped by crutches one after another, as if his hands and feet were bound in a huge black hood.

As time passed, a layer of fine sweat oozed from Yanfeng's forehead, and the speed gradually slowed down. Old Yan looked in his eyes, with a smile on the corners of his mouth and shaking his body.

The next moment, Yan Feng's body stopped, and his eyes tremblingly fell on the iron wooden crutch against his throat.

Old man Yan put away his crutches and said lukewarmly, "Your qualifications are really good. Unfortunately, it's too late to practice martial arts to bring the extreme. If it weren't for the snow lotus dew and the influence of 'blood poison', I'm afraid your muscles and bones would be completely shaped. However, you are also very talented if you can combine the wind step and the ghost step without shadow. Maybe in ten years, you will be able to reach my current level. Unfortunately, I'm old and my health is not as good as before. It won't be long before, even people who have no power to bind chickens can kill me..."

Speaking of this, old man Yan sighed, slowly put his left hand into his arms, took out an emerald jade bottle and threw it to Yanfeng, just like the master's dying advice to his disciples: "This Yijin pill can make up for the deficiency of your muscles and bones. Take one every three days, and then cooperate with the mixed yuangong to catalyze the muscles and bones. With your talent, you can find another way on the shadowless formula.

With Mr. Yan's strange style, Yan Feng doesn't believe that he will treat him so well. He is a famous oily rooster, which not only doesn't pull out, but also sticks in. What's more, there are no one thousand or eight hundred masters in the Mingyan organization, and there are six people cultivated by him, including himself and Yan Bing. The other four people, Yan Xue, Yan Xue, Yan Gui and Yan Gui, are all even more talented. They are just a special pawn.

Yan Feng looked at the emerald jade bottle in his hand and asked solemnly, "What's the task this time?"

"Remove Jin Yuanjun of Jinhui Group. If you complete the task, our 'agreement' is over. Old Yan's voice was very flat, but it hit Yan Feng's chest like a thousand pounds of heavy stones.

Jinhui Group and Yang's Group are both Chinese energy giants. As the current chairman of Jinhui Group, Jin Yuanjun has full control over all the affairs of Jinhui Group. Unlike Yang's Group, Jinhui Group is involved in many economic fields. It is reported that it has invested a lot of money at the beginning of the online game Eden plan. The energy industry is only the strongest part of it, and Jin Yuanjun is bold and domineering, and even does not hesitate to use strong means to suppress competitors. Fang made enemies, relied on the relationship between the government to maintain a tough trend, and privately organized a strong armed guard.

As the successor of Yang's Group, Yan Feng also knows something about Jinhui Group. He expected that this task was not simple, but he didn't expect it to be so difficult. In his impression, every task assigned was within his ability, and old man Yan would never do anything uncertain.

"This task is not like an organization's commission. Is there any hatred between Mr. Yan and Jin Yuanjun? Although there are many enemies of Jin Yuanjun, they are only limited to shopping malls, but those groups or companies have not heard of the surname 'Yan'. Knowing that I can't assassinate Jin Yuanhui, I don't hesitate to use the 'agreement' as a bargaining chip..." Yan Feng's heart was inextricably inextricably, and many ideas flashed in his mind, and he asked puzzledly:

"Killing Jin Yuanjun, Yan Jue and others are more sure. Why did they choose me?"

Old man Yan half squinted at Yan Feng. His eyes were full of wisdom and a mysterious smile on his face: "You're right. In terms of strength, Yan Jue, Yan Xue, Yan Gui and Yan Gui are all much better than you, but one thing is that they are far inferior to you. You are a smart person. Sometimes you don't have to kill people by yourself..."

Yan Feng was stunned and then said, "The deadline?"

"Two years."

At this time, a waiter came from behind Yanfeng and held the gray bag in his hand in front of Yanfeng.

"There are some things that I can't tell you now. I believe you will know by yourself in the future. I will ask Binger and others to help you when necessary. Take these things and go back to the south.

Nandu City, the birthplace of Yanfeng, is an undersea colony built in 2042. It is located in the middle of the South China Sea. It is currently the largest of the 26 marine cities in Asia, including 21 large and small urban areas, so it is called "Southern Capital".

Half a century ago, people may not have thought that many things that originally existed only in science fiction are now truly created. Floating on the sea or building a marine colony based on the seabed, it has different degrees of intelligent bionic machines, anti-gravity vehicles with low energy consumption, a panacea that can treat cancer, AIDS and any virus and prolong life, an energy protection cover based on the high-end force field principle, a lunar rare material research base, and an interstellar Navigation... Since the birth of the global network intelligence Milo in the mid-21st century, the development speed of scientific power has completely got rid of human control.

"This old fox has been calculated again." In the two-year period, if Yanfeng inherits Yang's Group, he can then rely on his influence on energy development to suppress Jinhui Group. The success or failure of the task is directly related to his own fate. Old Yan chose not only his strength and mind, but also his identity as his heir!

Yanfeng: "Where are the relievers?"

Old Yan: "Blood poison is a double-edged sword. Although the poison is very painful, it will have a greater impact on your physique. The reason why the four of Yan Jue have today's strength is largely affected by blood poison. Among them, Yan Jue persisted for the longest time, and the blood boiling lasted for nearly a month. With your current physique, you should be able to suppress blood boiling by yourself.

Yan Feng nodded, then took the gray bag and turned away from the dense forest.

"Let's start with Eden..."