Chapter 1323 Young Man

Kim Ben-hwan did not die, and Zhao Heng saved his life.

He asked Yue Xiaoxiao to send someone to the hospital and guard it heavily. Kim Ben-hwan was actually Kim Da Pang's right-hand man. Then his disappearance would arouse Kim Da Pang's attention and anxiety. Sooner or later, he would find himself asking for a conversation. Zhao Heng reserved room for the relationship between the two parties.

However, he did not rush to release the news, and asked Yue Xiaoxiao not to return the person to Jin Dapang today, and even if He Zihua came forward, he would not give it to him. Zhao Heng just wanted them to be anxious and guessed his attitude. It would be beneficial to future peace talks if they were confused.

After Yue Xiaoxiao nodded and left the arrangement, Zhao Heng also received a call from Aunt Qing. The latter did not blame Zhao Heng for leaving her alone to come to Macau, but only told him to meet at the Royal Court Club at 7 o'clock tonight. Zhao Heng smiled happily when he heard the location, and then patted his chest to ensure that he would arrive on time tonight.

Then he felt a little sorry for the horse eagle flag running too fast.

While waiting for Jin Dapang's reaction, Zhao Heng began to collect the current situation in Macau. Although the deaths of Le Shenzi and Xiaohu caused a significant earthquake in the circle of powerful people in Macau, He Zihua was quite straightforward when dealing with the situation, so it did not cause too much panic.

However, although there was no news in the world that Zhao Heng killed Xiaohu with his hand, when everyone knew that Le Shenzi died, they all realized it. They all thought that Zhao Heng was taking action like an insider, especially after the news that Zhao Heng killed Park Shi-won was even more moved.

Although he was mistaken for being the one who killed Xiaohu, public opinion did not change much about Zhao Heng. On the contrary, more citizens believed that Zhao Heng was a master who was afraid of even the demons and the King of Hell. In the past, he used Xiaohu's name to scare the crying children, but now he used Zhao Heng to achieve results.

However, they no longer resisted Zhao Heng as they used to, because they knew that Zhao Heng could not resist. Even a lord like Park Shi-won fell in Zhao Heng's hands, and the sea blockade incident was left unresolved. This shows that Zhao Heng's power is almost against the will of heaven, and resistance will only cause humiliation.

One of the many messages can be confirmed, and He Zihua has no means to play.

These mixed news did not cause Zhao Heng's mood to fluctuate too much. He wore earplugs and listened to the information while strolling around the streets. After more than two hours, he broke into an old alley. He was about to turn back but saw a restaurant sitting with a person and a young man.

Zhao Heng stopped and smiled when he met an old acquaintance. So he hung up the phone and sat upright in front of the young man. The young man didn't even look at Zhao Heng, but just lowered his head and held the fried peanuts into his mouth with chopsticks, and did not stop slowing down.

There was also a plate of scrambled eggs, a plate of greasy meat and a plate of vermicelli scallops on the table. On the left was a pot of unbranded soju wine. After eating more than ten peanuts in a row, I picked up a glass of wine and poured it into my mouth, chewed by one, and the movements were clean and neat and there was no leftover.

“How about treating me to a drink?”

Zhao Heng pulled a tissue and wiped his hands and smiled at the other party. He had already recognized who this young man was, and that was the young man who killed Le Shenzi and the others. Bai Gousheng gave him a bottle of antidote at that time. Zhao Heng was a little interested in this person, so he came over to say hello.

He also asked about the other party's background. He thought that the two sides had met a few times, but he had also helped each other. It should not be difficult to ask for this glass of wine, but the young man was introverted and glanced at Zhao Heng and said coldly: "Why should I invite you? You don't have the money to buy wine?"

Zhao Heng stretched out and smiled, "Of course I have money to drink, but the wine invited by others has always been a little better, so I am used to drinking wine invited by others these days. If you don't believe it, next time I invite you to drink, you will find that the same wine is always good for others."

The young man listened to Zhao Heng's words indifferently, then took a clean cup, picked up the bottle and poured a glass for Zhao Heng, carefully preventing the wine from leaking out, and then spoke hoarsely: "I can only invite you one. If I don't want to treat it, I can't afford it, and I won't drink enough."

"Thanks!"

Zhao Heng let out a cheerful laugh, then pinched the wine glass and threw the strong wine into his mouth. His whole throat was as strong as a fire. He almost coughed. The wine was too thick and too inferior. It was completely alcohol mixed with water. I can't figure out that the young people drink very freely.

Zhao Heng took a tissue to wipe his lips, then waved his hand and asked the boss to bring the dish to the table and asked the best bottle of white wine: "You invited me to drink a glass of wine, now I should treat you to a glass of wine. Reciprocity, even if you and I are not friends, they are not enemies, right?"

He poured a glass of wine for the other party as quickly as possible. When the young man frowned slightly and wanted to not drink or owe favors, Zhao Heng smiled and said, "If you don't want to drink, you will just fall on the ground, but I can see that you are a wine lover. I believe you won't ruin good wine like this."

The young man exhaled a long breath, squeezed the wine glass and poured it into a glass. He really hated those who were wasting the wine, and could not bear to pour the white wine on the floor. However, he didn't want to owe Zhao Heng favors, so he said indifferently: "You invite me to drink, I invite you to eat!"

"Extremely happy!"

Zhao Heng made another hearty laugh. His smile was always very contagious. This burst of laughter not only made the alley more angry, but also made the young man's indifference dissipate a little. Then he waved his chopsticks to pick up a piece of lean meat and put it into his mouth. The oil was too poor, the meat was too old, and the juice was too light.

However, Zhao Heng didn't say much, keeping a smile and drinking and eating vegetables with the young man. However, Zhao Heng was almost alone in singing a solo show for this meal. Apart from the beginning, the young man said a few words, he then drank silently and ate peanuts. Zhao Heng said nothing but the splash of things.

His expression was like a weathered stone. It was hard to see the waves in a rigid and cold manner. No matter how much wine he drank, he would not have any emotions. The boss who occasionally served the food showed admiration on his face. Only Zhao Heng had the patience to keep the stone warm. If it were the rest of the people, he would have ignored this guy.

It's really uncomfortable to have a stern face all day.

"Do you want another bottle?"

Zhao Heng shook the so-called good wine he had finished drinking and asked the young man a question. The latter shook his head without hesitation, then took out his wallet and squeezed out a hundred yuan. This was the standard for every time he came here to eat. He was about to put it down but narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at the two people who were walking.

Zhao Heng followed his eyes and saw two women in their forties coming over. They were both dressed in cheap clothes and exuding coquettishness. However, their life was too hard and their faces were very vicissitudes, without the charm of other women.

Zhao Heng knew at a glance that this was a woman who was busy with life. When he thought the other party was coming to sell him, he saw them standing in front of the young man: "Big brother, the 500 yuan you gave last night was fake. We were scolded for buying things. Please change it, can you do it?"

She lowered her head slightly, and awkwardness arose on her haggard face.

The other person also showed a pleading look: "Brother, we served you hard last night. Do you think that if the service is good, can you change a bill? We are old and have poor business, so the cost of living depends on your help. If you don't have this money, you will be afraid that you will reveal it to the streets."

"Good brother, can I change a 500-yuan bill?"

The young man said lightly: "Money is real!"

A ray of sensational light burst out in his eyes. When Zhao Heng caught a panic passing by the two women's faces, he stood up and handed them five hundred yuan with a smile: "I like to collect counterfeit coins the most. You can appreciate the craftsmanship. Come on, I'll change one with you and take it."

Without waiting for the young man to stop him, Zhao Heng exchanged 500 banknotes with the other party, and waved his hand to let the two women leave quickly. The latter hurriedly nodded to Zhao Heng to express his gratitude, and then left the alley at a very fast speed. The young man turned his head and looked at Zhao Heng and said coldly:

"The money I gave them last night was real!"

Zhao Heng held the 500-yuan banknote and put it into his wallet, a faint smile surged on his face: "Of course I know that from their panic expressions, you can tell that there is a ghost in your heart, but if they had to use money, how could they find you again for 500 yuan?"

He obviously saw the two women just now and knew that they had no choice but to live their lives. If they were not desperate, how could they engage in ancient professions? How could they serve young people? They even put down their last face and cheated five hundred yuan. The difficulties were far beyond imagination.

Zhao Heng looked at the stubborn young man and smiled: "Five hundred yuan is only a small amount for me, but it may be an emergency or life-saving money for them, so I am willing to support them. Believe me, if one day they are relaxed, they will definitely pay back the five hundred yuan."

The young man didn't say anything, but just looked at Zhao Heng, as if he had a little more understanding of the latter. Zhao Heng smiled and didn't say much, waved his hand to ask the boss to pay the bill and check the bill, and then said goodbye to the young man with a smile: "Thank you for your wine and food, and I will drink together again if I have the chance in the future."

"Why is the future? Why not the present?"

The young man spoke coldly:

"My family has a daughter Hong, who has been for twenty-four years. Do you drink it?"

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