"Please, I'll touch up your makeup." Xie Jingyaran smiled, stood up gently and walked out of the private room.
"Brother Jiang, please." Zhu Tong took out a box of cigarettes and tapped the bottom of the box with his right index finger; a cigarette shot towards Jiang Xiaoyu's lips.
Jiang Xiaoyu kept looking at Zhu Tong coldly, wondering what he wanted to talk to him about at this time; he didn't dodge when the cigarette was fired at him, and held it in his mouth.
"Pop!" With a sound, Zhu Tong unscrewed the shiny ZIPPO lighter and put it under Jiang Xiaoyu's lips.
"No, I'll do it myself." Jiang Xiaoyu turned his head to avoid it. A silver diamond-encrusted lighter appeared in his hand, but he didn't light the cigarette and only played with it in his hand. "Brother Zhu, do you have any advice?"
"I want to discuss a business deal with Brother Jiang."
"Brother Zhu, are you ready to go out to do business again? Okay, I will definitely cooperate with you."
Zhu Tong closed the window, and the private room instantly became quiet, which allowed Jiang Xiaoyu to concentrate.
"I don't dare to work too much, Brother Jiang. I just want to borrow something."
"What? As long as I have it."
"I only lend you time for one day."
"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaoyu's expression began to show signs of trance, and Zhu Tong felt a stone fall in his heart: "I would like to advise Brother Jiang, Shanghai is already chaotic enough, especially recently; we should not get involved too deeply.
Mr. Tian looks great, but who knows how many more days he will be so good?"
"What do you mean?" Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes were a little flustered, and he already felt something was wrong with his body.
"What I mean is very clear. This bet is too big and you need to be extra cautious when playing cards. Brother Jiang is tired. You might as well take a break and sit back and wait until the situation becomes clearer before deciding where to place your bet."
Jiang Xiaoyu swayed and sat down slowly, and said unwillingly: "You plotted..." He was already very careful, and he didn't know when he would fall into the opponent's tricks.
"That's right, Brother Jiang, I'm doing this for your own good." Zhu Tong smiled, supported him, and turned on the ZIPPO lighter again; the bright flame drew the word "qi" in front of Jiang Xiaoyu, "Pfft"
With a blow, Jiang Xiaoyu's eyes closed.
Zhu Tong put Jiang Xiaoyu on the sofa, clapped his hands and stood up: "We are settled. But I will not let Brother Jiang's hard work go in vain. I will ensure that your investment in Mr. Tian will not be lost."
He had to do this. Now Jiang Xiaoyu can be said to be Tian Xuyang's hand. If he doesn't cut off this hand, the little liar has no chance of taking Ichi Xuemi to leave Manjiang Huayu and Shanghai. Matsui Heizhi and Tian Gongzi are together.
, there are many high-profile guests inside and outside the Taishi Mansion; if something unexpected happens, without Jiang Xiaoyu and Mr. Tian, the people below would not be able to respond immediately.
Zhu Tong walked out of the private room and closed the door carefully; Aunt Die was waiting at the corner: "What seems to be the matter with you?"
"Yes, Aunt Butterfly; I need help."
"Is something really going to happen?" Auntie Die was straight-minded and couldn't turn around at the moment.
"This matter is related to the safety of me and 'him'; do you think it is serious or not? Don't worry about anything else for a while, protect Duohua and Miss Su and leave here. We will return to Phoenix overnight."
"Okay." Auntie Die believed in Zhu Tong and was even more afraid of something happening to "him".
Zhu Tong walked down the second floor with a relaxed expression, turned two corners and saw Qin Keqiang, who nodded.
He had been to Xuelan Huating. It was the private room where Duohua put on makeup last time. When he opened the door, he saw three beauties sitting on the sofa: Ye'er, Jingchi Xuemei and Chen Yiyi.
They were concentrating on enjoying Duohua's performance. This was the only private room on the first floor. Through the slightly smaller moon window, they could enjoy the excitement on the stage up close.
"Mr. Li, are you here?" Jingchi Xuemei stood up first and bowed deeply. Chen Yiyi looked at him in surprise. The person outside the door didn't notify him, how did he come in.
"Miss Xuemei is here, how could I not come?" Zhu Tong thanked Jingchi Xuemei and helped her sit down, sitting between Jingchi Xuemei and Chen Yiyi.
The sofa was not very wide, so Zhu Tong was right next to the two girls. Ye'er stood up and said, "You guys chat, I'll go upstairs and take a look. Mr. Matsui Shiki is alone in the private room. It's not very polite."
"Director Li, what are you going to do?" Chen Yiyi finally realized something was wrong and struggled to get up. Zhu Tong hugged her waist. She felt weak and felt dizzy. Jing Chi Xuemei's waist was also hugged and she blushed instantly.
Face, bowed and silent.
"Miss Chen, you can choose whether to take a nap or not. I want to take Miss Xuemei on a trip." Zhu Tong blew into Chen Yiyi's ear and whispered.
"I don't know what my brother is going to do, and I don't want to know it. After all, he is my brother." Chen Yiyi suppressed the feeling of weakness; "Director, let me sleep. In this life, the only person I trust unconditionally is
Please... give me a kiss."
Chen Yiyi closed her eyes and kissed Zhu Tong gently on the corner of his mouth; she slowly slid down and fell softly into his arms.
Nephrite's warm fragrance filled her arms, and the little liar's heart felt calm. He picked her up and put her on another sofa.
"Mr. Li, I can't leave with you. The contract will be signed tomorrow. Isn't this what you want?" Jingchi Xuemei raised her head and blinked.
"Miss Xuemei, do you believe me?" Zhu Tong walked to the sofa and stretched out his hand; "I don't have time to explain now, but Mr. Matsui Shiki has promised to support me. When we leave here, I will tell you everything."
Jingchi Xuemei stared at him and slowly put her hand on Zhu Tong: "I always believe that the husband will not harm me, but this matter is of great importance and I have to be responsible for the reputation of the family. Unless the husband promises me two
condition."
"What conditions?" Zhu Tong asked anxiously.
"The first one is the same as Miss Chen, a kiss." Jingchi Xuemei stood up and came closer: "If the husband doesn't agree, I will call for help. You are the first man to kiss me, I will never forget it." She
He raised his head, letting his black hair spread over his smooth forehead, and half-closing his obsessed eyes, as charming as an angel falling into a dream.
"You are threatening."
"Don't forget, if I agree to you, the family will probably suffer a loss of 500 million US dollars. In comparison, this request is not excessive. There is no kiss in the world that is so expensive." What Ichi Xuemi said was very rational.
, but her person…time…place….
Maybe it makes sense. No one would pay $500 million for a kiss.
The little liar was a little dizzy, but Xuemi Jingchi had already stood on tiptoes and kissed her heavily with her moist pink lips.
At this moment, the door of the private room opened, and Ye'er walked in with a large bouquet of flowers and accompanied Duohua in stage clothes: "You...?"
"Close the door." Zhu Tong whispered.
Ye'er just woke up and quickly closed the door. Of course her face looked very ugly.
Duohua held Ye'er's arm and chuckled: "It's a crime if you get caught. Brother, let's see what you say?"
The little liar had nothing to say and scratched his head in embarrassment: "It's not like that..."
"Sister Ye'er, I'm sorry, this is my condition." Jingchi Xuemei faced Ye'er seriously and bowed deeply to apologize; then she said to Zhu Tong: "It's just that Mr.'s kiss was very inattentive;
The second condition is to make me fall asleep like Miss Chen. When I lose consciousness, you can take me anywhere."
Zhu Tong had no choice but to pull out the dragon star and stab Jingchi Xuemei unconscious. He picked her up and said to Ye'er and Duohua: "You go first, I will take her through the back door."
"Wait, I haven't changed my clothes yet." Duohua said dissatisfiedly. It was already early winter outside and her clothes were too thin.
"Leave here and change." Ye'er put a coat on Duohua's shoulders, pulled her up and left the private room without looking at the little liar.
Zhu Tong found the third partition, which was covered with a flower stand. A lush pot of spider plants almost covered all the details; he pushed the partition hard, and it felt firm and not loose. Zhu Tong was anxious and was complaining that Liu Yilan was cheating.
But the partition and the flower stand slid open silently, revealing a dark passage.
As soon as he entered, the partition closed silently behind him, and a string of lights lit up in the passage.
Zhu Tong could not take the risk of taking Ye'er and Duohua out of the passage. Manjiang Flower Rain was the dojo of the orchid sisters, and Liu Yilan trusted him so much that he could not leave hidden dangers to the eighth-grade orchids.
The passage is not very long, and the exit is by the Huangpu River. It is a corner of the small riverside garden carefully designed by Manjiang Huayu.
Shanghai has always been rainy, and at some point the drizzle started to fall, and the humid water vapor hit our faces.
As soon as Zhu Tong walked out of the passage, his intuition told him that danger was approaching. Without thinking, he rolled to the ground with Jingchi Xuemei in his arms.
"Where are you taking her?" A gloomy voice came, and Zhu Tong couldn't figure out his specific location. There were two black figures fighting on the river bank not far away, and it could be vaguely seen that they were snow
Kuang Monk and Qin Keqiang.
Zhu Tong wanted to protect the safety of Jingchi Xuemei, but he was still injured. Facing this master hiding in the dark, he was almost at a disadvantage; however, he believed in Qin Keqiang's judgment. Since Qin Keqiang said he could come out, he
There must be other arrangements.
"Miss Xuemei is sick, I will take her to the hospital." Zhu Tong stood up and turned around the garden to find a secluded alley. A brightly lit river ship passed by in the Huangpu River, and the sound of singing and dancing in the rain of flowers filled the river.
When the news came, he picked up Jingchi Xuemei and walked towards the iron gate of the garden.
A figure flashed out from the black shadow and was blocking the iron door; the lights in the distance illuminated the cold light of the flower knife, and also illuminated the dark shadow in front of him. Zhu Tong saw clearly that he was the young killer beside Mr. Tian.
Instead, I was no longer afraid; I just stared at the flower spreading knife in his hand.
Weapons can tell a person's origin and danger level. The sword is no longer than seven inches long and has a narrow blade. It is slightly wider near the handle. The blade has deep penetrating blood grooves. This is a sharp murder weapon.
When the permeable blood tank penetrates the body, it will cause instantaneous massive blood loss. When it is withdrawn, the wound can be enlarged. It is a weapon made only for killing.
"Since Miss Xuemei is ill, I would like to say hello to Mr. Tian and accompany you to the hospital." The killer said coldly.
"Okay, let's lead the way." Zhu Tong waved his hand generously and popped out five golden needles. The killer was already prepared to duck aside.
"Amazing." Zhu Tong praised, picked up Jingchi Xuemei, and burst through the colorful iron gate like a wisp of smoke from the position left by the killer.
The killer shouted angrily and rushed towards him. Just as Zhu Tong was about to scream, a hoe suddenly appeared from the grass beside the iron gate and slashed hard at the killer's feet.
"Teacher Huahai, I leave this place to you. I will take good care of Miss Xuemei. Please take care of me and take good care of my friend."
The little liar was in a good mood. Nomura Hanami faced off against the killer. Both of them were equally smooth and fierce. No matter which one suffered a loss, he had no problem with it.
"Master, stop him." The killer was entangled in the sea of flowers and couldn't escape, so he called the Snow Monk to stop him.
Zhu Tong was more considerate of Snow Kuang Monk. Although Qin Keqiang's cultivation was good, Snow Kuang Monk was a famous mad monk for a long time. He could tell with just one glance that Qin Keqiang was dragging him along. Zhu Tong was afraid of Xu Kuang Monk.
The monk caught up with him and ran as fast as he could after entering the alley.
The alley is only a hundred meters long. After turning a gentle bend, you can already see the busy traffic on the road and the signboard of Meijia Restaurant across the road. There is no sound of the Snow Monk chasing behind you. Zhu Tong breathes a sigh of relief and turns the well in his arms.
Chi Xuemei changed positions.
There were still thirty meters to go before the alley entrance, and Zhu Tong could already see a couple hugging each other walking by under the street lights; he could even hear the girl's low laughter.
Suddenly, the vision dimmed, and a majestic figure appeared out of thin air at the entrance of the alley. He didn't say a word, but only firmly guarded the exit, but his whole body exuded a breathtaking aura.
Zhu Tong had no choice but to slow down his steps. Even if he was not holding Jingchi Xuemei in his arms, he was no match for the man who stood in his way. It was the master of the Golden Buddha who had been keeping silent, the deaf-mute monk Silent Master.
"The master is speechless, but he can really spot the opportunity." Zhu Tong turned around and took a look. The figure of Snow Kuang Monk appeared on the other side of the alley and was approaching quickly; it seemed that Qin Keqiang failed to stop him.
Wu Yan's fists came forward, and two powerful waves of energy surged forward, forming a powerful high wall to block the little liar's path. As the saying goes, one force can defeat ten people, the deaf-mute monk's cultivation is profound, perhaps not the same as that of the Snow Kuang Monk.
Up and down, there is no chance of winning in a head-on competition; Zhu Tong can only rely on his body skills to dodge left and right to barely cope. The alley itself is only two meters wide and there is not much room to move around. He is still holding someone in his hand, and the dragon and the phoenix are indistinguishable.
It is said that if Master Wuyan's eyes are tattooed, he will not be able to get close to him at all.
But the little liar has no choice. Only by rushing out of the alley can he escape the situation of being attacked from both sides.
Zhu Tong threw Jingchi Xuemei high into the air and floated out of the alley in a curve, but then he made a move and crashed into the silent master.
Jingchi Xuemei had reached the highest point and flew out of the alley according to the inertia; Wu Yan punched twice and jumped up to intercept the rich woman who was about to fly out of the alley.
"I'm offended." Zhu Tong shouted softly, and shot out all the golden needles on his body. Two golden lights burst out from his hands towards Wu Yan who was blocking the road; the dragon star and the phoenix star rotated violently, like two black awns mixed together.
Among them is the golden light.
The space in the alley was so narrow that there was no way to dodge. Master Wu Yan hid his fists in his wide robe sleeves and punched out twice with a groan.
The strong and majestic energy dispersed the golden light, and it flew away but failed to block the phoenix star. A bit of black light penetrated the sleeves of his robe and hit his chest.
Wu Yan groaned and collapsed on the cold, damp cement floor of the alley.
What kind of hidden weapon is this? There is no need to drill acupuncture points at all; the black light was nailed on his chest, Wu Yan's face turned white, and his whole body's energy was frozen by a fierce chill.
Zhu Tong stepped over him and reached out to catch the falling Jingchi Xuemei; Snow Kuang Monk had already rushed ten meters behind him and struck out a palm in the air.