3The Wizard's Son's villa is about 200 meters wide from east to west and 150 meters from north to south. All the houses, lawns and trees are extremely depressed, and everything is gray.
It's always like this in winter, except it's still dark and cold.
The only view in the yard is the water pavilion. When spring comes, the creek is filled with clear water, and the scenery must be very beautiful. Japanese waterscape garden design is the most poetic in the world, and their designers are good.
It has inherited the gorgeous and feminine style from the Tang Dynasty in China. From details to the whole, it can all be summed up in the word "Tang style".
Guan Baoling sat in the water pavilion. She preferred this place, even though she had the unpleasant experience of being kidnapped yesterday.
I walked towards the water pavilion without hesitation. Under Wang Jiangnan's arrogant gaze - both Su Lun and Xiao Kereng misunderstood me, so I just let them misunderstand me.
Guan Baoling's hair is still smooth and shiny, and she is healthier and more charming than the appearance in the shampoo commercials she has shot in the past. The sun shines on her smooth forehead, like a beam of extremely warm stage lights, which makes me feel
I felt the urge to give him a gentle kiss there.
She turned to look at me, her eyes watering like silent water.
"Miss Guan...were you not frightened yesterday?" I rushed to speak and strode into the pavilion.
"No, thank you Mr. Feng for your concern, and thank you for Mr. Feng's generous rescue." Her attitude was very cold.
Wang Jiangnan was coughing loudly, as if it was some kind of warning to me. I didn't bother to pay attention to him. If approaching Guan Baoling could anger him, that was my original purpose.
"Ms. Guan, I have reconsidered the sale of the villa. If you are willing to tell me the purpose of acquiring the villa...or who instigated you to do this, we can discuss it, how about it?" I said with a smile on my face.
He smiled calmly, but he was already feeling nervous.
"Really? Thank you." To my surprise, Guan Baoling did not have any overjoyed reaction.
The philosopher said that most beautiful girls are not smart enough. This sentence does not apply to Guan Baoling at all. She looked at me with cold eyes, and she could almost read my thoughts at a glance.
I began to regret using such a low-level trick to trick her - the reason why I came to the pavilion was to make Wang Jiangnan angry.
"I'm sorry." I frankly admitted my sinister intentions, and my face was burning, and I was extremely ashamed. After suffering a setback during the call with Su Lun, my thinking ability seemed to be frozen, and I committed this trick.
Make smart, stupid mistakes.
Guan Baoling had a smile on her face, shrank her shoulders, and asked firmly: "Mr. Feng, you will never sell this villa, right? No matter who intercedes, there is no room for negotiation?"
When she was talking about "business" in a serious manner, all the lines on her face were tense, giving me an extremely familiar feeling. In my mind, I seemed to have seen the same expression on the face of a famous person.
It looks like a figure under the knife of a famous sculptor, with a tough, decisive and aggressive momentum.
"Yes, unless I have completely discovered the secrets buried in the villa - Miss Guan, the person who instigated you to acquire Xunfu Garden was also for these secrets, right?"
From Xiao Kereng's narration, I learned that Guan Baoling made the sudden decision to acquire the villa only after entering Fengcute Temple many times, so I have reason to suspect that someone in Fengcute Temple took advantage of her enthusiasm.
There was a brief silence in the water pavilion. The wind blew from the northwest, and the whole yard was filled with the sound of knocking and the harsh sound of electric impact drills. Against this background of sound, even if any secret incident was discussed loudly,
All are absolutely safe.
"No, it's not a human instigation, but a revelation from the 'Well of Psychics'." Her tone was extremely certain.
I smiled bitterly and touched my nose: "What?"
"You have obviously understood. It was the revelation given to me by that mysterious ancient well!" She faced my surprised gaze and further emphasized: "The legend of the ancient well in Fengge Temple is not a lie. I clearly understand it.
Its revelation is that by destroying the Xunfuyuan Villa, the 'glow of death' of black magic can be broken."
"Death Glory" is the name of black magic in Tycoon, and it is also a subject that has troubled many supernatural masters in Hong Kong, Macao, and Taiwan. Everyone watched the high reward issued by Tycoon, but was unable to take it away.
I stared into Guan Baoling's eyes. If her words were also lies, then she is definitely a world-class acting master, because what I read from those big black and white eyes was only countless purity and touching passion.
.
"I'm not lying!" The long eyelashes flashed, like a fairy in a fairy tale castle gently opening the window and then closing it silently.
Looking into her clear eyes, I couldn't help but feel dizzy. Her lips were bright red and round, with a sweet and incomparable temptation. She could quietly seduce a man into a deep pool of sin.
"Believe me, including the strange hallucinations I once told you, and there is no need for me to lie and deceive people - I am not a child anymore. I can arbitrarily waste other people's favor on me for the gifts I want. Feng
Sir, I swear on the soul of my mother who is still alive that everything I said, every word, is true."
I swallowed hard and took back my thoughts that had traveled thousands of miles: "Yes, I believe you."
Su Lun, Tiena, and Tengjia all have their own beautiful sides, but the three of them together are probably not half as attractive as Guan Baoling. If they are considered the sweetest candy, then Guan Baoling is the world's top rich chocolate.
, just a tiny spoonful can make men all over the world drunk.
I took a step back and subconsciously distanced myself from her to avoid falling into this big and deep vortex of temptation.
Guan Baoling stood up, her long hair hanging down like a waterfall, making the skin on her face and neck as white and greasy as a perfect jade carving. Now I can finally understand why there are so many scenes at every fan meeting.
How many young boys are calling her name crazily - the attraction of a perfect girl to men is absolutely fatal, just like the eternal gravity on the earth.
"I will leave here tomorrow or the day after tomorrow. It has been delayed for too long. Mr. Ye has called me several times to urge me -"
My head buzzed, and I fell from the clouds to the mortal world: "She is the tycoon's woman! Don't forget, she is already the tycoon's woman. No matter how beautiful she is, she is prepared for the tycoon... Follow
Compared with the tycoons, I am nothing and Wang Jiangnan is nothing..."
After taking three consecutive steps back, my head started to hurt violently. The lethality of a beautiful woman was not inferior to the soul-transferring technique of "Gemini Killer".
As soon as she mentioned the tycoon's name, a touching smile suddenly appeared on her face. It was definitely joy from the bottom of her heart.
"Mr. Feng, Mr. Feng...Mr. Feng..." Yelan ran out of the hall, waving his broken arm comically. This disabled arm seemed to be some kind of capital for him to show off, without hesitation.
Exposed to the public.
I nodded to Guan Baoling and slowly exited the water pavilion. My whole body felt tired after strenuous exercise. She was so beautiful that any man would be hard-pressed to resist her eyes. No wonder the rich Arabs would be crazy about her.
drunk.
The wind blew the black fox fur on her shoulders, giving people the illusion of being "flying like a fairy".
Yelan, who hurried over in a hurry, was stunned. He stood on the grass outside the pavilion with his face half raised, and kept praising: "It's so beautiful... it's so beautiful... it's so beautiful..."
Everyone agrees on the beauty of Kwan Baoling. According to the latest fan survey conducted by Hong Kong Film and Television Weekly, among the 65,000 people interviewed around the world, 54,800 people voted "very much".
Her reputation in the film and television industry has reached the level of Marilyn Monroe, the famous American beauty of the past.
I pushed Yelan, because Wang Jiangnan's frequent gazes in this direction were filled with the madness of wanting to kill someone.
Yelan suddenly withdrew his gaze and dragged my sleeves: "Mr. Feng, how about I tell you the truth, the whole truth, and even I only want a small part of the total gold? We will cooperate.
Very happily, you will become the only super rich man in the world whose gold reserves exceed those of the U.S. Central Bank..."
He has been burned out by his "treasure map", and he can't get rid of it all the time.
I rubbed my hot face twice, resolutely put back my thoughts that were flying in the clouds, and suddenly had a new idea: "Ye Lan, the cooperation has been postponed a little bit in advance. I want to bring it with you tomorrow."
You go to Fengqiao Temple and see if that spell will work. If you can really revive Toka, I will fully support your 'treasure map' plan!"
Regardless of whether the spell works or not, when the car arrives at the mountain, of course it is necessary to give it a try.
While we were whispering on the grass, Wang Jiangnan had already strode towards the water pavilion and smiled politely at Guan Baoling: "Miss Guan, it's windy outside, do you want to go back to the room to rest?" His iron hand had been beaten again.
He covered it with white gloves and reached out in time to hold Guan Baoling's arm.
Wang Jiangnan is a poor man. Once he is trapped in this beautiful whirlpool, it is impossible to extricate himself.
At this moment, I felt sad for him, just like watching a moth that stubbornly pounces on the heart of the lamp flame, only to wait for the final "sizzle" to turn into ashes. At the same time, I was worried about the men and horses of the Sharpshooter Association, Ancient Art of War
It is said in the book, "One general without a plan will kill a thousand troops with exhaustion." Under the leadership of such a person who is trapped by love, if he confronts the super predators of the underworld like the Yamaguchi-gumi, everyone's death is not far away.
What the Gunslingers Association needs is not a tender and affectionate young man, but a fierce and powerful underworld king. I wonder if Sun Long knows the current situation of Wang Jiangnan.
Yelan's eyes were unblinking as she watched Wang Jiangnan help Guan Baoling leave the water pavilion, slowly return to the door of her room, and suddenly spit on the ground angrily: "When I find the treasure, hum, buy ten
Hide eight Chinese beauties at home, as you Chinese people often say, build a golden room and hide the beauties inside..."
I stared at him in disgust until he sneered and shut up.
Ignoring Yelan's treasure map plan for the time being, let's take him to Fengcute Temple first to see if a miracle can happen - Yelan doesn't understand my thoughts. As long as I agree to cooperate with him to find the treasure, he will be overjoyed. Take me
Walk towards the door of the room where he rested last night.
"Mr. Feng, please stay -" a gentle and humble voice rang, coming from the door of the hall.
My memory will never be wrong. It was the voice of "Steel Nail" Hawke who appeared in the Duolan Club last night. The tall young man's leather coat shone in the sun, and his deep and dark eyes had a trace of
With a cynical smile and still wearing the long and narrow gray scarf around his neck, he strode towards me with an aura that was calm but powerful.
"Mr. Feng, I didn't have time to talk in detail last night. In fact, I have admired your glorious deeds in the Egyptian desert for a long time." He smiled and extended his right hand to me, and the platinum ring on his thumb was radiating dazzling light.
Since the other person was so humble, I could only stop and shake hands with him.
Hawke is about twenty-five years old, and his eyebrows are dark and thick, hanging low on the brow bone. His skin shows a dark and healthy "sunshine color", which is the most popular in big cities in the United States this year.
His complexion shows that he is an avant-garde and fashionable young man. His hands are long and strong, and his skin is as smooth as a fresh fish.
“I have admired the name ‘Steel Nail’ Hawke for a long time!” I smiled.
He smiled, revealing two rows of white and neat teeth. His appearance did not look like a Chinese gangster who was well-known in the American underworld, but rather like a Chinese actor who had just entered the film and television industry.
"Things here in Hokkaido are a little tricky. Mr. Sun asked me to fly over to help Brother Thirteen. If I had known that Mr. Feng was here, why would I have come all the way here to add to the trouble? Oh, by the way, Miss Su Lun and I are from the same school.
When they were young, their masters Stanley Ho and Master Kuannan Goro were apprentices of the Japanese judo master Asami..."
The experience in the Egyptian desert has become a thing of the past. I hope to keep a low profile. After all, the Egyptian military led by Tina was in charge of everything there. Suellen and I just happened to meet each other. But from Hawke’s tone
, seems to be afraid of me, I really don’t know whether I should be lucky or unfortunate.
"Steel Nail" Hawke debuted at the age of nineteen. He became famous during several large-scale armed fights in the Chinese community in Los Angeles. In just two years, he attracted the attention of all forces in the underworld. Of course, the one who paid the most attention to him was the Central Police Department of the United States.
, he has long been designated as a first-level terrorist figure.
I have heard about him a long time ago. He rarely leaves alive when he attacks, and he has become one of the pillars of the American branch of the Sharpshooter Club at a young age. He is very popular with Sun Long.
"Mr. Feng, please give me more advice in the future. This is my wish, and it is also Mr. Sun's intention. There is a letter that he asked me to deliver in person, and he will fly to Hokkaido soon to have an interview with Mr. Feng."
He took out a brown paper envelope from the inner pocket of his leather coat and handed it to me with both hands politely.
People like Hawke can't afford to offend him at all. The superficial politeness does not mean that everyone can trust each other. I took the envelope, thanked him politely, and caught up with Yelan.
In fact, I hope to know something about the result of the battle between Duolan Club last night. Hawke and Wang Jiangnan were both intact, so were all the people from the Qiaojin faction killed in one sweep? Including the one wearing the "General Star Sword"
Bald old man Hashizumaru?
After hesitating for a moment, I did not ask Hawke directly. If there were some things that others needed to let me know, they would naturally notify me separately without me rushing to ask. Xiao Kereng didn’t say anything, Wang Jiangnan didn’t say anything, and Hawke
If you don’t mention it at all, why should I take the initiative to inquire? What’s the benefit to me?
I originally followed Su Lun's wishes to take over all the affairs of Xunfu Garden, but now, I have become an outsider, and everything has become the private territory of the Sharpshooter Club. It is really depressing.
Yelan lives in the first room on the left wing of the main building. The room is clean and tidy, and has been decorated like a standard five-star hotel room, especially the large and elegant Simmons bed, which is enough for tired travelers to sit back and relax.
I patted the envelope in my hand and was not in a hurry to open it. Sun Long liked to write letters, and he wrote extremely rigorously worded letters, and he always said that only writing letters is the most sincere respect for friends. "Inside
What will you write about? About 'Wrath of the Sun' again?"
When I think of Sun Long's huge ambition, I can only laugh: "What he wants to do may not even be imagined by the president of the United States. If it can be done, it is more than just a whim."
I didn’t want to talk nonsense to Yelando anymore, so I looked at my watch and told him seriously: “Yellando, I only give you ten minutes. I hope you can tell me the truth in a concise and concise manner. Don’t use abstractions from physics.
Use terminology to perfunctory me, you know?"
It was only then that my thoughts, which were so confused by Guan Baoling, gradually stabilized, and her long eyelashes no longer fluttered in front of my eyes.