Chapter 1127 Li Taibai comes to Beijing

"Mr. Nan, why are you late tonight?"

Just in Houhai Bar not far from the Beijing Hotel, Zhao Heng looked at Nan chanting Buddha's name, who was about to welcome him but was late, and knocked on a bucket of German rye with a fragrant aroma and spoke: "Fortunately, I came here in advance to take a good position, otherwise we wouldn't even have a foothold."

The two of them discussed the place to meet tonight by phone in the afternoon, and finally decided to come here to take a bar at 8 o'clock in the evening. No matter how you keep your low profile, you will be mature and steady, the young man's character will always be somewhat alive. He is already old-fashioned and deceitful, and he will grow old if he doesn't indulge in a rash manner.

So two young men of similar age denied the hotel club, abandoned all the well-dressed and gentlemen, and turned to this bar street where fish and dragons were mixed. Zhao Heng, who was only ten minutes late, came to Houhai Bar and waited for more than twenty minutes before seeing Nan chanting Buddha.

“It’s too difficult to park in this place.”

Nan Chanting Buddha waved his hand and asked Jia Lan, Bodhisattva, An Xiaotian and others to sit down, then pulled out the chair and sat down to explain to Zhao Heng: "I took ten minutes to stop the car near the Beijing Hotel, and I happened to meet a friend and chatted for a few words, so I'd like to ask Heng Shao to give in to him."

"Young Master Heng really wants to forgive me."

An Xiaotian took the wine glass and poured a glass of wine for each person, and a bright smile appeared on his face: "Sister Nan met a beautiful girl at the door of the hotel. Her figure and appearance were first-class. She also took the initiative to say hello to Mr. Nan, with a sweet voice and shy expression. She is definitely a top-notch."

An Xiaotian pushed the wine glass to Zhao Heng, and added in a playful voice: "So Young Master Nan chatted with her for a few words. It is rare to see Young Master Nan interested in beauty, so we brothers did not disturb him. After all, we have changed women all these years, and Young Master Nan has always been as good as jade."

While Nan chanting Buddha's name and holding a helpless smile, An Xiaotian smiled and joked further: "Young Master should know that when a man is with a beautiful woman, time always passes very quickly, so twenty-five minutes pass in the blink of an eye, which causes Young Master Nan to come late."

"Mr. Nan, congratulations."

Zhao Heng raised his glass and smiled: "Take your sister-in-law out to see another day." He also added: "If you are suitable, get married early so that Mr. Nan can calm down. If you miss the person you like now, you will have to endure the dilemma of Qiao Yuncai being forced to marry every day in a few years."

Nan Chanting Buddha sighed: "It's just a friend who met by chance." He wanted to tell the scene of his acquaintance with Gong Yue, but after thinking for a while, he finally suppressed his thoughts. The matter on the flight would cause harm to Gong Yue. After all, being beaten by Asan of the Indian Kingdom is not a good thing.

At this time, An Xiaotian and Bodhisattva met each other and laughed, while Jia Lan sipped in half a glass of beer, blinked her eyes and said carelessly: "Why have we never known her existence? You always stayed with us when you returned to the capital. You have never seen you go out to pick up girls and make friends with girls."

Nan Chanting Buddha smiled bitterly: "Not seeing him means not being there."

Amid Zhao Heng and the others' laughter, Nan Chanting Buddha suddenly remembered the old man who saw half of his face, the gift from a French restaurant held by Gong Yue, and thought about what the relationship between Gong Yue and the old man was. Then he couldn't stop laughing at himself. What's the point of this?

Zhao Heng captured the thoughtful expression on Nan Chanting Buddha's face, and a fleeting surprise flashed across his face. He knew that An Xiaotian and the others were joking about Nan Chanting Buddha's Buddha's name, and the latter's personality would not randomly find a woman to mess around, but Nan Chanting Buddha's thoughts just now seemed to show that women were extraordinary.

Could it be that Mr. Nan was in love?

Just when a ridiculous thought flashed through Zhao Heng's mind, the always taciturn Bodhisattva said to Jia Lan: "Jia Lan, be careful not to go in and out alone recently. I heard that Li Taibai, the sword tomb, came to the capital quietly and was ready to kill the man in black who was killing all directions at the airport."

When Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes slightly, the Bodhisattva took advantage of the situation and looked at Zhao Heng, obviously using Jia Lan to warn Zhao Heng that although China has not yet included Ye Changge on the wanted list and there is no evidence that Zhao Heng had colluded with him, but Nan Chanting Buddha's name is clear about the inside story.

The two sides have close contacts and help each other, so many things are not hidden.

An Xiaotian also lowered his head and sipped a sip of beer, lowered his voice and added: "Yes, I also received the news. Li Taibai seems to have really been out. Jia Lan, although you are unlikely to be his target, the swimming pool incident also made South Koreans very angry. Maybe he will deal with you."

In the past, Jia Lan stepped on the five-star South Korean stars in the swimming pool and lost her dignity, which made countless fans want to bury Jia Lan in the soil and dig out three hundred whip corpses. It also made South Koreans hate Jia Lan to the core, so Xiaotian was worried that Li Taibai would seek justice.

"Li Taibai? Kill him!"

Jia Lan, who has a similar personality to Lu Meng, pulled her collar open and showed an unconcealed anger: "I will eat him alive when I dare to come to the capital and act wildly. Now I hate all South Koreans, regardless of men and women, whether they are old or young, if I provoke me, I must kill them. Sword Tomb, bah."

When An Xiaotian patted his shoulder and told him not to be careless, Zhao Hengzheng narrowed his eyes and smiled: "Nanhan is really a withering talent. Li Taibai has to deal with a small matter. It seems that the demise of the sword tomb is only a matter of time. Jia Lan is right, Li Taibai is here to kill him."

"Foreign guest hotel incident, Jianmen attack, nameless small courtyard swordsman,"

Zhao Heng raised his finger and settled the bloody account for Li Taibai: "This old guy owes me too much debt. He can live two more days if he doesn't come to the capital. If he runs to the capital to cause trouble, I will have to go back and forth. No matter how powerful he is, he is only one person after all. I don't believe that he will not die."

Nan Nianfu sat upright slightly, holding the cup in both hands and laughed, "That's right, let him stay forever when Li Taibai comes. Don't worry, I have made someone stare at his whereabouts in the capital. Whenever there is any movement, there will be news. I will not let him make bloody storms in the capital."

Zhao Heng smiled and said nothing more. Then he thought of Ye Changge who was carrying out a mission. He did not expect that the South Korean authorities directly asked Li Taibai to go to Beijing to do things. Although he was confident that he would kill a generation of swordsmen in the capital, he still took out his cell phone and sent a text message. No matter what, he should make Ye Changge be careful.

Almost after he sent the text message, he gently called in with a call. Baigousheng transferred Ye Changge's report. He did not see Le Shenzi at the Beijing Airport. More than 20 people came out of the special plane, all of whom were men and women in their thirties, and Le Shenzi with no hair and a childish face.

"I was going to explode the head of Le Shenzi, but I disappeared."

Seeing Nan Nian Buddha and the others looking at him solemnly, Zhao Heng did not hide the regret of telling him, "I sent someone to wait at the Beijing airport to kill the old and immortal poisonous snake. Who knew that the gunman told him that there was no figure of Le Shenzi, but only his disciples."

The information was provided to Zhao Heng by Nan Nian Buddha. He couldn't help but be stunned when he heard this: "It's impossible. Mr. Jiang only mobilized this special plane and ten bodyguards today. He knew at a glance that he was going to pick up Ying Shenzi. How could there be no sign of him? What are the variables in it?"

Nan Chanting Buddha's name was not taken seriously by Le Shenzi, a 70-year-old savage man. If he hadn't had something to do with Zhao Heng, he would have ignored it. After all, the other party would never dare to hurt him. Even so, he asked his subordinates to collect information and provide it to Zhao Heng in full.

But he didn't have much contact with him, and he even had a vague appearance in Le Shenzi.

However, since he chose to stand on Zhao Heng's side to deal with Le Shenzi, Nan Chanting Buddha would do his best to assist Zhao Heng in completing the task. So when he heard that there was no trace of Le Shenzi at the airport, he couldn't help but be stunned: "I just received a report to inform Mr. Jiang that Secretary Jiang had been wandering around the airport at 7:30."

"A blindfold."

After thinking for a while, Zhao Heng let out a long breath, and a hint of interest arose at the corner of his mouth and said, "I am repairing the plank road and secretly traveling to Chencang. Le Shenzi is obviously a cautious person. He guessed that there would be dangers when he came to the capital this time, so he did not follow the brigade to scatter the market, which is a bit interesting."

Although Zhao Heng knew that it would not be too simple to deal with Le Shenzi, Jiang Zhonghua would also equip the latter with top bodyguards, but he did not expect that the old man would play directly with the real and real, which made the shot he prepared fall into nothing. This invisibly shows that Le Shenzi is not simple and deserves to be a generation of "miracle doctors".

But the more powerful the opponent became, the more Zhao Heng decided to kill him.

An Xiaotian immediately picked up the phone to do things when he was chanting the Buddha's name in the south. Le Shenzi did not board the special plane to come to Beijing, which means that he would either arrive early or late. No matter which method was good, it would feel like he was looking for a needle in a haystack again, which would at least cost a lot of manpower and material resources.

It is too difficult to find an old man in the capital with a population of tens of millions.

Zhao Heng also took out his cell phone and sent a message, asking Ye Changge to withdraw from the airport.

"Mr. Nan, your girl."

When the atmosphere was slightly dull, the Bodhisattva suddenly raised his chin to the distance. Zhao Heng and Nan looked over at the same time. In their vision, they saw the beautiful and fashionable Gong Yue sitting at the bar drinking, with a cautious expression like a young wife, whose eyes occasionally glanced at this side but quickly moved away.

Gong Yue is as shy as a flower, her bare waist is white and smooth.

Zhao Heng shook his wine glass and smiled, "Young Master Nan, you have good luck in love with your peach blossoms."

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