There was a cold light flashing constantly on the watchtower. It was someone holding a telescope and observing us from a high position. Xiao Lai frowned and smiled helplessly: "It seems that most of the brothers in the group gathered this time do not know each other."
Familiar and difficult to manage, I'm really afraid that Brother Thirteen will cause trouble again..."
He turned his head and looked back, muttering slightly dissatisfied: "Brother Thirteen is good at everything, but he always loses his composure when he sees a beautiful girl. How can I be the eldest brother of the Japanese branch like this?"
I know his words were unintentional and didn't mean to be sarcastic at all, but I still felt it was a bit harsh.
"Xiao Lai, tell me what you think of that gust of wind. Is it similar to the 'Five Dragons Capturing the Crane Hand' or 'Catching the Sky with One Hand' in Chinese martial arts? Those are the two martial arts that Guan Fuzi is most proud of. You must be familiar with them?"
Everyone in the world respected Guan Fuzi, especially the dozens of martial arts sects south of the Yangtze River in China, who regarded him as a god.
Xiao Lai nodded heavily, raised his face and thought for a while, and couldn't help but nod again: "You are so right, it is simply a replica of 'Five Dragons Capture the Crane'."
I remember Scalpel once said that when Guan Fuzi was traveling in Los Angeles, he had an unintentional collision with the local "Yueqing Gang". With a pair of nines, in the crowded bustling city, with only one move, he knocked out the opponent's nine gangs.
The main body may have broken bones, lost hands and feet, suffered internal injuries and vomited blood, or was thrown ten meters away, but no innocent person was injured.
His "Five Dragon Capturing Crane Hands" can simultaneously produce eleven forces with completely different directions, strengths, and functions, and can control the opponent at will within a range of ten meters.
"I suspect that someone took advantage of the chaos and suddenly slapped someone, maybe to prevent you from entering the temple - but what's the point of doing that?" I raised my hand and wiped my dry face, feeling a little regretful. If I
Don't wait outside the temple gate at that time, rush in immediately, maybe you can find the person who launched the sneak attack.
Xiao Lai couldn't help but slapped his palm on the steering wheel, and suddenly shouted with joy: "Mr. Feng, I understand, we are just small people, why should the other party cause trouble for us? From beginning to end, all targets are against you, and I and I
Miss Xiao just happened to meet her. This palm is similar to the 'Five Dragons Crane Capturing Hand', it must be used to attack you..."
Xiao Kereng came back carrying a big plastic bag and when he opened the car door, he happened to hear Xiao Lai's words and immediately interrupted: "Mr. Feng, that palm force could easily hurt Xiao Lai and me, but we easily dodged it."
Passed. My opinion, the drunkard's intention, is only for you. No matter which aspect I analyze it from, as long as I kill you, the people and horses here in Xunfu Park will naturally disperse, and they will not pose a threat to anyone.
wrong?"
I just closed my eyes and needed to think quietly for a while, but Wang Jiangnan's loud laughter came from far away: "Who doesn't know Miss Gu's wonderful words in the Hong Kong cultural circle? Please come in and sit down, we have a good meeting
Maybe I should ask you for advice while tasting the Blue Mountain coffee?"
This time, even Xiao Lai couldn't help but frown: "Brother Thirteen has a new goal!"
Xunfu Garden is my territory. Even if I don't regard myself as the owner, it should be Xiao Kereng who has the final say. When will it be Wang Jiangnan's turn to occupy it? But I have no intention of arguing with him, just
He was concentrating on thinking about Guan Baoling's strange behavior in front of the temple.
"Possessed by the soul? That dark wind like the 'Five Dragons Capturing the Crane', could it be brought about by some kind of soul migration? She broke free from my 'Dragon Gate Three Drums' move and used all her strength to sneak into the temple gate.
Who controls Qing Kung?" It was obvious that after entering the courtyard, she showed no signs of martial arts. Even when she was running at full strength, her speed was extremely slow.
I am trying my best to excuse her, because deep down in my mind, she will always be pure and clean, just like the most transparent and flawless crystal.
Xiao Kereng suddenly shouted in a low voice: "Huh? Mr. Feng, Miss Gu over there is coming over here. What does she want to do? What should I do?"
I opened my eyes and turned to look back. The girl in gray who had been chatting with Wang Jiangnan quickly walked down the steps and walked towards our car. She had a small leather bag of the same gray slung across her chest.
Her steps were bouncing around her waist, and her hair hanging over her shoulders was slightly highlighted, with a few strands of golden color occasionally popping out of the jet black, showing her extraordinary intelligence.
Wang Jiangnan followed behind awkwardly, explaining something in a low voice, but the girl walked straight over, her black-framed flat glasses flashing brightly, with a polite smile on her face, but she no longer paid attention to Wang behind her.
Jiangnan.
I simply opened the door and walked out, wiping my hair back twice with a generous smile on my face.
"Mr. Feng?" Five steps away, the girl paused for a moment, but then generously stretched out her right hand. There was another bright light on her wrist, which was the inlay on Vacheron Constantin's classic barrel-shaped women's watch.
Diamond light.
"Miss Gu Qingcheng?" I took a step forward, held her hand, and then quickly looked at her thin eyebrows, phoenix eyes, straight nose, and small cherry mouth. They were completely different from Gu Zhijin. If they hadn't reported it to themselves,
No one in the family would believe that these two are biological siblings.
"My brother said that Mr. Feng is a talented man with unparalleled martial arts skills, righteousness and wealth, and regards money as dirt. I hope he is not wrong, and I hope that our cooperation can be smooth sailing." Her voice was a little low and depressed, as if she had suffered some kind of internal injury.
It's like a person who can't speak with all his strength.
She leaned forward slightly toward me, made a half-bow, and then withdrew her hand. The two diamond earrings on her earlobes lit up in time, becoming two new focuses in my sight.
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Wang Jiangnan said hurriedly: "Mr. Feng, it's great to have you back. Miss Gu is the sister of Mr. Gu Zhijin, a famous collector in Hong Kong. Should we have a welcome reception or something?" His hand
He still wears snow-white gloves, and I never forget that he has a weird iron hand.
After not seeing each other for a few days, Wang Jiangnan seemed to have lost some weight. The arrival of the tycoon must have made his peace of mind rise again.
Gu Qingcheng shook his head: "Don't be polite. In front of Mr. Feng, my brother is just a small person on Hong Kong Island, and below is even more insignificant. If it is convenient, please show Mr. Feng the goods. My brother is over there on Hong Kong Island, and he is still waiting eagerly.
My phone number." Her voice was neither humble nor overbearing, and she had the demeanor of a university professor. But the watch, diamond earrings, top-notch clothes from Paris Versace, and leather bags and shoes from the same brand - after purchasing this set, I am afraid the total cost has already been exceeded.
It exceeds three million Hong Kong dollars, which is definitely something that even ten university professors cannot afford.
I can feel Xiao Kereng's jealous eyes staring sternly at Gu Qingcheng. If a girl can be so noble that another outstanding girl is so jealous, it must be because she is too good.
When the cold wind blew, I couldn't help it. I turned sideways and sneezed seven or eight times in a row, causing Wang Jiangnan to sneer.
Gu Qingcheng always kept a moderate distance from me, smiling and staring at my face. It can be imagined that even if I sneezed and had difficulty breathing, she would not give up her idea, she just wanted to see Guqin as soon as possible.
.This kind of stubbornness has something in common with Gu Zhijin.
I pointed to the trunk, and Xiao Lai immediately walked over knowingly, quickly took out the bloated package that was tightly tied, and placed it flat on the roof of the car. He didn't understand the value of the guqin, so his movements were a little heavy.
Gu Qingcheng took two steps, smiled and raised her hand to stop Xiao Lai: "Let me do it, don't bother."
There seemed to be some kind of irresistible force in her smile, which made Xiao Lai let go of her hand obediently and take two steps back. This would definitely make Wang Jiangnan uncomfortable, and he let out an angry "whoosh" sound from his nostrils.
He turned his face away and raised his chin arrogantly, as if Xiao Lai's betrayal made him openly show shame.
Gu Qingcheng opened the zipper of the small bag, took out a delicate gray wallet, took out two US dollar bills and handed them to Xiao Lai. He smiled and nodded: "Thank you for your hard work." It was obviously the standard procedure for distinguished guests to tip the waiters. Xiao Lai
Lai actually took it obediently and said very cooperatively: "Thank you."
I also felt suffocated. The appearance of Gu Qingcheng, from the moment he made Wang Jiangnan chase after him to the time he rewarded Xiao Lai with tips, seemed to have affected the atmosphere of the scene in an instant. Although he was neither humble nor overbearing on the surface, in reality, he contained a silent
Her powerful control. As the owners of Xunfu Garden, Xiao Kereng and I were invisibly suppressed by her noble aura.
"This kind of bandaging method would really make the ancients cry without tears. It's a pity, a pity..." She shook her head and sighed in a low voice, then took out a small ivory-handled paper knife from her bag, and gently
He gently stretched out towards the rope that bound the package, and with just a simple stroke, the nylon rope as thick as his thumb broke.
I can imagine that for a top person like her, everything on hand has a great origin. This knife should be a special product of the Swiss Victorinox brand. Its sharpness can be compared with the tactical fighting knife of the US military. It used to be very
I rarely hear Gu Zhijin talk about his sister, but now it seems that Gu Qingcheng must be a more secretive master than Gu Zhijin.
When removing the sponge and blanket, Gu Qingcheng's movements became lighter and lighter, as if what was wrapped inside was not a wooden guqin, but a sleeping baby. Any rough movement could hurt a young child.
The guqin finally showed its full appearance in the sun. The light reflected from the purple-black piano board instantly attracted Wang Jiangnan's greedy eyes. He kept praising: "Ah... good stuff, really good stuff! Not bad, not bad!"
He stepped forward and reached out to touch the strings without any shame. Gu Qingcheng turned the knife on the bottom of his wrist and blocked his wrist. He smiled politely: "Mr. Wang, this piano is the one that I followed Mr. Feng."
This is an important transaction, please don’t do it casually.”
The cold light on the blade flashed across Wang Jiangnan's eyebrows, illuminating his embarrassed expression. With his martial arts skills, he failed to avoid the knife in time, which could not but be said to be the most humiliating failure.