"Mr. Chen, how is Yueyue?" Wang Yiyun outside the door asked anxiously.
"It's okay, I was just frightened, and my body was invaded by evil spirits before. Now I need to take good care of myself for a while. I will prescribe a prescription and you can just take it on time." Chen Yu said: "My girl's body is cloudy and afraid of cold. From now on, she will go to the cemetery."
Never go to a place like this again.”
"Okay, okay, I understand, thank you Mr. Chen." Wang Yiyun said with great gratitude.
"How is Yueyue?" At this moment, a man rushed in. The man was in his early forties and smelled of alcohol.
"Jimin." Wang Yiyun saw that the man seemed to have seen his backbone. She held his hand tightly: "It's okay now, thanks to Mr. Chen's intervention."
"It's okay." The man breathed a sigh of relief. He turned around and looked at Chen Yu, bowed deeply and said, "Thank you, Mr. Chen, for your help. This is a check. It's a small thing and not a sign of respect."
As he spoke, the man took out a check, wrote down a number, and handed it to Chen Yu respectfully.
Chen Yu stared at the man. From the moment the man appeared, he looked a little surprised, because the man's appearance was exactly the same as Zhou Jihai's younger brother Zhou Jimin in the information Mu Xi gave him.
It couldn't be such a coincidence, right? He took the check and glanced at the signature on the check, which read "Zhou Jimin" in three large characters.
"Is this your girl?" Chen Yu asked as he put away the check.
"Yes, I didn't expect that Mr. Chen is an expert despite his young age." Zhou Jimin nodded slightly and said, "Is my Yueyue okay?"
"It's nothing serious at the moment. I just explained it to your wife." Chen Yu said lightly: "Your girl has a cold body and is afraid of the cold. She should not go to places like cemeteries and ancestral halls. And tell her that if she wants to survive,
Never play pen fairy games again in the future."
"I understand. Thank you Mr. Chen. Please rest in the living room for a while. I will drive Mr. Chen back in a while." Zhou Jimin said gratefully.
"No need, I can just go back by myself." Chen Yu shook his head, turned around and walked out.
Zhou Jimin, according to the information, is a second-generation ancestor, addicted to wine and sex, unmarried at the age of forty-two, and living on a small share of Yalong.
But just judging from Zhou Jimin's behavior and conversation, he is not who he appears in the information.
Moreover, he has a family and an illegitimate daughter. Mu Xi's Xingyue Zhai ability cannot find out this information about him. It seems that he usually hides it very deeply.
Things are getting more and more interesting. Zhou Jihai, Zhou Jimin, the unsolved mysteries of the year, and the relationship between himself and He Lingyun make Chen Yu look forward to it more and more.
"The information about Zhou Jimin is wrong, check him again." Chen Yu sent a message to Mu Xi. He felt that Zhou Jimin had a secret.
"Received." Mu Xi replied.
"Mr. Chen, someone is making trouble at the place I just took over. The other party is a member of the martial arts world. I'm afraid Ji Xin won't be able to survive." Just as he was about to leave, Chen Yu received a call from Chen Biao.
"I'll be there right away." Chen Yu just said a word and rushed towards the place.
Haitang Club is a very famous club in Ningcheng.
This place was previously managed by Leopard. Because of the strong connections, the variety of games played in the club, and the sale of some contraband, this place became very popular.
But now the leopard has entered, so this place has become a hot spot for each family. Now the door of the club is closed tightly, and two groups of people are sitting separately in the hall.
Chen Biao and Ji Xin were together, and behind them stood a group of big men.
On the other side, there was a young man with empty eyes. His face was slightly pale and his eyes were slightly sunken. At first glance, you could tell that he was the type of person who had been drained of his body by alcohol and sex.
Next to him was a man with exposed eyes. This man's temples were bulging. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he was a martial arts master.
"Haha, Ji Xin, you are so fucking shameless. Can't you do it under my dad? You have status and face, so what the hell are you following Chen Biao? He used to be Leopard's younger brother, and Leopard didn't even have that.
Take him seriously." The young man sneered.
"Li Qi, make one thing clear. I am not working with Chen Biao. My boss is not him. We are colleagues at most." Ji Xin said lightly: "With your dad? Haha, he treats me as a human being.
Yet?"
"Haha, don't you treat you as a human being?" Li Qi stood up and said viciously: "My father thinks highly of you, so he keeps you by his side. It would be better for you to betray my father. Without my father, would you be where you are today?"
"Then I really have to thank your dad." Ji Xin smiled: "Thank you for controlling me for so long with Gu. I thank his whole family."
"Stop talking nonsense, Ji Xin. Now I'll give you another chance. Surrender obediently immediately, and then follow me back to collect your guilt. My father may not care about you because of our past friendship." Li Qi said angrily.
"Go back with you and ask your father to continue not treating me as a human being? Continue to trap me with poison?" Ji Xin said coldly: "How did you come up with this retarded idea?"
"Ji Xin, my dad thinks you are a talented person, so he re-employs you. Since you don't know good from evil, well, today I will clean up the house for my dad and get rid of you." Li Qi smiled, he turned around and shouted: "
Feng Qian."
As soon as he finished speaking, the martial arts master behind him with bulging temples stepped forward, and with a click, the floor beneath his feet cracked slightly.
"Kill him." Li Qi pointed at Ji Xin.
Feng Qian nodded. He stared at Ji Xin, his eyes exuding murderous intent like a lottery. He put his right hand on his waist and shouted in a deep voice: "The successor of Wuliang Flying Sword, Feng Qian."
"Well, Ji Xin." Ji Xin nodded: "Let's do it."
"Then you have to be careful." Feng Qian's murderous intention locked on Ji Xin, and then he lifted it up in one breath. He raised his right hand on his waist, and with a hiss, a flying knife as thin as a willow leaf lifted up a
The light trail flew towards Ji Xin.
Ji Xin suddenly flipped and dodged to one side.
But Feng Qian's infinite flying knife is also famous as the king of hidden weapons in the world. Although Ji Xin is very strong and blessed with talent, he still can't dodge this flying knife.
With a pop, a splash of blood shot up from Ji Xin's arm, and the flying knife was nailed into the marble pillar behind him with a bang.
Ji Xin stepped back a few steps and then neutralized the impact of the flying knife. His face turned pale and his hair was messy.
"Ji Xin, are you okay?" Chen Biao was surprised.
He just thought that the master brought by Li Qi was powerful, but he did not expect that he was so powerful. Ji Xin was a natural killer, but he also suffered under his hands.
"It's okay." Ji Xin gritted his teeth. He turned his hands over, and two daggers appeared in his hands. His body was slightly arched, and his eyes emitted a light like poisonous snakes.
"It was just a small test just now. Next, you have to be careful." Feng Qian grinned, stretched out his hand, and two lancets appeared in his hand. He held his breath and concentrated on the plan.
Suddenly, he raised his right hand, and two lancets cut through the air, sparking transparent traces of light and attacking Ji Xin.