The old lady of the Yang family asked hesitantly: "Master Gong, are you still going to send a killer to assassinate Jiang Feng?"

Gong Jue didn't look at her, his eyes were a little funny.

Old Mrs. Yang quickly explained: "Please don't get me wrong, I'm not stopping you."

"But the rules of the imperial capital are here, my Yang family still has to abide by some rules."

"Although the assassination on the street and the assassination in the hotel did not comply with the rules, the other party did not directly prove that it was done by my Yang family."

"But if the assassination is arranged again, is the evidence left behind too obvious?"

Old Mrs. Yang said tactfully.

Gong Jue is not the third of the four little kings of Kunlun. He has a high position and a powerful position, so he naturally does not use means to do things.

But the problem now is that he was invited by the Yang family to deal with Jiang Feng.

His actions are equivalent to the Yang family taking action.

Such a high-profile is not a good thing for the Yang family in the imperial capital.

After all, it is just to deal with a mere Jiang Feng, so there is no need to gain the reputation of the Yang family.

In Old Lady Yang's opinion, this is very unpaid.

Gong Jue sneered a little when he didn't hear her say this.

He knew very well what this old guy was worried about, he wanted to be a bitch and wanted to set up a archway.

There is no such cheap thing in this world, but this third gift is not assassination, but a dignified plot.

"Don't worry, old lady, let me handle this matter."

Gong Juewei said to the old lady, asking her not to worry so much.

Because his third gift is now ready.

The army of warriors from Kunlun had already arrived in the imperial capital, but some of them were not in the Yang family.

Instead, he followed Yang Wenbin to a certain place.

Wang Shaojun received a news, and he was a little hesitant whether to tell Jiang Feng.

As if seeing his hesitation, Jiang Feng took the initiative to ask: "If there is any news about the Yang family, just tell me directly."

Hearing Jiang Feng say this, Wang Shaojun had to say: "It was Yang Wenbin. He sent me an invitation letter, saying that he had invited all the younger generations in the imperial capital to attend a small party at the Fubo Hotel, and must let me take you with me."

After saying that, he immediately said: "But in my opinion, this party is just a cover, and the real purpose should be to let you go."

"He, Yang Wenbin, does not have the qualifications to gather all the younger generation, even if it is just a party."

"So I'm sure it's definitely a trap."

Wang Shaojun said with great certainty.

As a younger generation in the imperial capital, he knew very well that no one in their generation would convince anyone.

It is impossible for anyone to be the leader.

And under this situation, Yang Wenbin actually held a party like this, and it was impossible for him to have no problems in it.

Jiang Feng knew as soon as he heard this, Yang Wenbin was at the Buhong Gate Banquet.

But since you dare to arrange this, you are naturally ready.

If he doesn't go tonight, wouldn't he be looked down upon?

Besides, he also wanted to see what methods the person behind the Yang family had.

"Go, why not?" Jiang Feng said to Wang Shaojun.

Wang Shaojun's face drooped instantly, and he knew that he shouldn't say anything.

But no matter how much regret it is, it is useless.

Jiang Feng has decided to meet Yang Wenbin.

Wang Shaojun was more careful afterwards, especially those entourages around him, so he would never be able to worry about it.
Chapter completed!