Chapter 2687 Something wrong

"Brother Heng, what happened?"

When Zhao Heng answered the phone and pondered slightly, Ximen Qing raised his head and asked Zhao Heng. He could see that the phone was probably bad news: "Is Carros going to attack you? If yes, you will leave now. We can block you for a while, you are alone, they can't catch you."

Zhao Heng lowered his head and drank a sip of tea, leaned on the chair and spoke lightly: "Camille called and informed Carlos that he had found clues of attacking Miyamoto. All the evidence pointed to me. He is now dealing with diplomatic and court arrest documents. He is probably going to arrest me tomorrow."

"Depend on!"

Ximen Qing slapped his head, sat upright and shouted angrily: "The old guy has really forged evidence? It seems that he has made up his mind to fight you to the death. Brother Heng, you should leave now by plane. Before Carlos gets the official documents, he has no right to take measures against you."

Nan Nianfu frowned slightly: "I really want to leave!" Then he rubbed his head and added: "But I felt something was wrong. I always felt that there was something conspiracy in this matter. This is not to say that Camill is unreliable, but the sudden call made me feel uneasy."

"Don't think too much, my dick, go to the grass to play with me and sweat."

After drinking the tea in the cup, Zhao Heng looked up at Ximen Qing who was eating snacks. He wanted to lose weight for his second child, and at the same time vent his suppressed emotions. Ximen Qing nodded, stuffed the pastry into his mouth and turned it out of the pavilion, landed steadily, took off his coat and threw it on the green lawn:

"Bageyalu, die, die!"

Ximen Qing blinked and transformed into an image of a Japanese colonel. He raised his thumbs to Zhao Heng and turned it back heavily. Zhao Heng smiled long and threw a teacup and jumped out. At the same time, he waved his fist. The garden lawn was in an instant and the fighting spirit was overwhelming. Two figures moved vigorously. Zhao Heng and Ximen Qing attacked with fists and feet.

The big-name Ximen Qing's fist and foot skills are overbearing and fierce, and the big opening and closing brings a strong wind, giving people a sense of aura of devouring mountains and rivers. Zhao Heng is like a wormwood swaying in the wind. It seems dangerous but it turns into danger again and again. Ximen Qing's moves fail continuously, and his actions become more and more violent.

Nan Nianbu, who walked up, secretly applauded. Although Zhao Heng did not do his best to deal with it, Ximen Qing, a guy who pretended to be a pig and ate a tiger, still cannot be underestimated. His body usually seems to be big and heavy, and he has to breathe for ten minutes when walking eight floors, but at this moment he is as flexible as a loach, which is surprising.

"Brother Heng, be careful, I'm going to exude the turtle's aura!"

Ximen Qing couldn't fight for a long time, so he squatted on the ground and roared, his legs suddenly bounced on the grass, and his body rushed directly to Zhao Heng, who was only five meters apart like a running shell. The target was Zhao Heng's chest. The faces of the guards around him changed. They thought Ximen Qing wanted to kill Zhao Heng.

Nan chanting Buddha's name was also stagnant because Ximen Qing's momentum was really amazing.

Seeing this, Zhao Heng laughed loudly, then moved his footsteps to meet him, stretched out his hand to block Ximen Qing's hand, flipped his hands, grabbed Ximen Qing's hands, and his hips suddenly rotated, and a fierce force was transmitted from the hips to the arms, and without any suspense, shook Ximen Qing hard towards the big tree.

The speed is so fast that Ximen Qing cannot dodge at all.

A crisp sound! The branches and leaves of the big tree were smashed. With the sound of the sky, Ximen Qing's slender body hit the branches and leaves, and he didn't seem to feel the pain of the branches and leaves hitting his body. When he was about to touch the trunk, he suddenly turned around, and his feet were on the trunk, instantly stabilizing his body.

The body slid flexibly on the tree trunk like a monkey.

He stretched out his hand and hung on the hanging branches of the big tree. He grabbed the tough branches and leaves with both hands and popped out. Ximen Qing slinged his legs towards Zhao Heng's neck. Zhao Heng bent down and turned his head. Ximen Qing's legs were almost rubbed by his ears, wiping a trace of hair, and Zhao Heng put his hands on his legs.

The left leg suddenly swung sideways.

A side-spin kick hit Ximen Qing who was hanging in the air!

Ximen Qing let go of the branches with both hands, put his hands on Zhao Heng's shoulders and threw them away with force. Zhao Heng kicked the second kick without stopping, with great force, with the left leg that had landed before as the center of gravity and the right leg was swinging sideways. The target was Ximen Qing who had just fallen steadily on the grass.

The harsh sound of hissing sound came out. Ximen Qing raised his head in a hurry, but saw Zhao Heng's right leg magnifying infinitely in his eyes. This leg was too fast, too fierce and strong. Ximen Qing did not dodge, maybe it was too late to dodge. He made a mistake in his hands, forming a cross to withstand Zhao Heng's attack.

"Bang!"

The two of them fists and feet intersected, and each other retreated, and their hands and feet were numb.

"Brother Heng, okay, okay, stop, I can't hold on."

Just as Nan Chanting Buddha raised a hint of praise, Ximen Qing jumped back a few meters and shook his head and waved his hands to fight. First, he really couldn't do anything to Zhao Heng, and he could achieve the goal of warming up. Second, there were beauties such as Gong Mingyue in the distance to watch, and if he lost, he would be embarrassed, so he could stop at the right time.

Ximen Qing exhaled a long breath, patted Nan and said to the Buddha next to him, "Let Nan Shao play with you for a few laps. After these sixty attacks, I feel like I have climbed Mount Everest. The most important thing is that I didn't eat anything in the morning and didn't have the strength to continue playing."

"Okay, that's all!"

Zhao Heng also stopped fighting fiercely and smiled leisurely: "I feel much more comfortable when I sweat and feel better. This equal ending is OK. If I lose against Nan Shao, I will lose my luck!" At this time, a Western guard brought two hot towels, and Zhao Heng and Ximen Qing each grabbed one to wipe them.

When Nan Chanting Buddha's name smiled softly, Gong Mingyue walked up from behind. She took out two bags from her arms just now, and she handed the red bag to Zhao Heng: "Young Master, this is the customs clearance certificate for leaving Paris, all of which were stamped, and she also tampered with the official system."

"No one else has the right to stop you except Carlos himself."

Zhao Heng took the red bag and took out the ID. He looked through it twice and saw that the procedures were complete, enough to leave Paris safely. So he put the ID in his arms: "For safety reasons, before I leave Paris, you leave early with the colored Xiaoshuang to avoid being hurt by Carlos."

Gong Mingyue nodded slightly: "I understand!" Then she handed the black bag to Zhao Heng: "This is the thirty airport passes you want. You are not tampering with the official system, but there is no problem with the military and police guarding the airport, unless they find clues, call one by one to investigate."

"Brother Heng, why do you want an airport pass?"

At this time, Ximen Qing couldn't help but ask, "Is there thirty more books?" Zhao Heng temporarily left Paris to avoid the limelight. He and Nan Chanting Buddha could understand. After all, Carlos would forge evidence to nail Zhao Heng to death at any time. It was normal for him to avoid his sharpness, but the airport pass was confused.

Zhao Heng obviously had expected this problem, and a smile appeared on his face and replied: "Carros has been in strict inspection for five days, but now at critical moments, all the barriers have relaxed. It is probably because he deliberately gave me a way out. In order to avoid risks, I must make preparations."

Nan Chanwu asked curiously: "Prepare both hands?"

Zhao Heng raised a smile on his face and took the topic softly: "You are right to be uneasy just now. In the Battle of Versailles, Carlos should know the relationship between Camill and me. He knows that she will not refuse to save me, so he will be cautious in doing things and try his best not to let Camill be involved."

"How could he let Camill know about the arrest?"

Zhao Heng narrowed his eyes slightly: "The reason I know is that Carlos deliberately lets water on Camille is to make me feel the crisis, feel that the French side wants to attack me, secretly leave the Chinese Embassy that protects me. As long as I leave, I will be much more calm if I want to catch or kill."

He added lightly: "After all, when you come to the embassy to arrest me, Carros will encounter many diplomatic problems. Even if you arrest me to assist in the investigation, you will be restricted by public exposure. The media and lawyers will pay attention to it all, and the evidence for Carros will soon lose its value."

When Ximen Qing nodded, Zhao Heng sighed: "So he hopes that I will leave the embassy and take me off on the way, and he can take the initiative as soon as possible. He can also play Tai Chi when facing embassy negotiations. Therefore, Camille's phone number is a trap."

Nan Chanting Buddha said in agreement: "That's right, that's exactly what my anxiety is."

Ximen Qing touched his head and bit his lip and asked, "Then will you leave now or not? There is a risk of invisibility. If you leave alone, it will increase the risk of magnification by ten times, but a large number of people will easily be stopped by the military and police if they don't leave, and they will feel a little bit like waiting to die."

"After all, Carlos will settle his diplomacy sooner or later."

Zhao Heng smiled faintly: "Of course!" He patted Ximen Qing on the shoulder and said: "The limelight must be avoided, and staying here can only delay for two more days. Moreover, although there are risks outside, I am ready to play with Carros tonight."

Nan Nianfu was slightly surprised: "You want to divert your attention from him?"

Zhao Heng shook his head without hesitation and replied meaningfully: "I am indeed going to play a whim, but now I am trying to kill Carlos. Apart from the more than a hundred military, police and bodyguards around him, I cannot take the initiative to give excuses. I have a more suitable target!"

While Nan chanting Buddha's name was speculating, a short horn sound came from the back door. Nan chanting Buddha's name and Ximen Qing looked at the iron door opened in the backyard. Four black cars drove in under Ye Changge and the others. More than a dozen well-dressed men came out of the car door, their skin was glowing with bronze.

Ximen Qing glanced at him and recognized one of them.

Handsome Kim!
Chapter completed!