The wine and meat in Zhumen stinks, and there are frozen bones on the road.
Every time he walks into the Meng family's super luxurious villa that occupies half of a hillside, Zhao Qiang always sighs like this. Such a level of luxury is even more luxurious than the Zhao family in Beijing. Some people spend their entire lives
The Meng family cannot afford to buy such a house, but the Meng family has at least hundreds of empty houses.
How can people be so blessed?
How abominable!
Just as Meng Ru said, why does Mrs. Meng always invite him? This is Meng Ru's puzzled question, and it is also a question that makes Zhao Qiang very strange. He really can't understand that a married woman has such a big daughter.
Why do you always look for yourself when everything is wrong? Even if you are her "nephew", it would not sound good if this news spread! Of course, she is very beautiful, and she looks incredibly young...
But look at my face, does it look like the kind of ** who messes around with women everywhere, even the mother of a student?
The car passed the brand-new villa in front and stopped at the door of the old house in the back. A handsome bodyguard in a black suit came over and opened the door for him. When Zhao Qiang saw this face, he immediately became very happy. Hehe...
...Although you are more handsome than me, don’t you still have to open the car door for me?
As soon as Sister Mei got out of the car, she saw Zhao Qiang smiling inexplicably, and asked strangely: "Mr. Zhao, are you happy?"
"Haha, it's okay. I feel honored to accept Mrs. Meng's invitation." Zhao Qiang said seriously.
"Really?" Sister Mei asked doubtfully. When I invited you just now, you still seemed to be unwilling. It was only after Miss Tang Tang persuaded him a few words that he followed. Sister Mei said to Zhao Qiang
He made an invitation gesture, "Madam will definitely be very happy, Mr. Zhao, please."
"Thank you." Zhao Qiang responded, and then followed Sister Mei to the back room. Every time he entered this old house, Zhao Qiang would have the urge to commit a thief. There are antiques and treasures everywhere in the house.
Anything you take out is priceless. Alas... Meng Ru is a woman who inherited such a large inheritance...
I don’t know which bastard is cheaper.
Zhao Qiang was waiting in the outer hall. After Sister Mei nodded and smiled at Zhao Qiang, she went in to report to Mrs. Meng. After a while, Sister Mei came out again and said with a smile: "Mr. Zhao, Madam has invited you."
"Thank you." Zhao Qiang thanked him again, opened the bead curtain, and walked inside. Unexpectedly, Mrs. Meng stood at the door to greet her with a smile on her face. This made Mei, who was walking outside,
My sister was shocked. Mrs. Meng had a noble temperament. She had never greeted the Hong Kong Governor so warmly before. Why did she value this man so much? When Zhao Qiang saw Mrs. Meng standing at the door, he was also shocked and respectfully called out: "Aunt Meng.
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"Haha, Zhao Qiang, are you here? Please sit down quickly." Mrs. Meng said with a smile on her face.
"Thank you, Auntie." Zhao Qiang sat down on the mahogany chair near the window. Soon, a nanny in white clothes and black trousers brought tea. Zhao Qiang took the tea, blew a few breaths, and tasted it gently.
After one sip, he was startled as soon as he raised his head. The water in the cup almost sloshed out. Mrs. Meng's eyes were looking at him with burning eyes, a smile on her face, and her eyes were filled with... admiration. Zhao Qiang touched his own
Face, could it be that he is so handsome that he is causing harm to the country and the people? Zhao Qiang coughed awkwardly and shouted: "Auntie."
"Ah? Oh... Zhao Qiang, come and eat some fruit. This is acacia fruit native to Africa. It tastes very good." Mrs. Meng woke up from her meditation, picked up a red fruit on the table and said.
"Okay, thank you, Auntie." Zhao Qiang took one and put it into his mouth. As soon as he bit through the thin outer layer, a sweet and refreshing juice poured into his mouth. It tasted really good.
"How is it?" Mrs. Meng asked expectantly.
"Well, very good." Zhao Qiang nodded, he was a bit like this woman. Oh my god! Why does she always look at him like this?
The eyes are so strange...
"Isn't it good? Then you eat more. This is Australia's Thousand Mile Red... This is Taiwan's fragrant fruit... This is iceberg yacon... Come on, try them all. You should eat more fruits, so that you can feel better
It is good for the human body. You must wash it before eating, and it is best to peel it, because there may be pesticides outside..." Mrs. Meng pushed the fruits on the table in front of Zhao Qiang, as if she was trying to sell her products.
Like a shopping mall salesman, extremely enthusiastic.
Zhao Qiang took them one by one and tasted them one by one. Seeing that Mrs. Meng continued to ask the servants to bring other fruits, Zhao Qiang quickly stopped him and said: "Aunt... uh... I'm already very full. Don't want it."
I have to wait for someone to serve it again, and I can’t eat it... Uh... Auntie came to see me today, is there something wrong?"
Zhao Qiang felt that he was very embarrassed. He was a grandma and always hiccuped after eating a few fruits. He usually let it go, but in front of such a beautiful fan, it was a bit unreasonable.
"Oh, it's nothing." Mrs. Meng looked at Zhao Qiang's face, shook her head and said. Her hair was tied up high, revealing her slender neck. She shook her head in an elegant arc, gorgeous and sexy.
"Is nothing wrong?" Zhao Qiang's eyes widened. Did he come to me just to eat fruit?
"Oh...no...no...haha, I'm sorry, when I saw you, I remembered the days when I was in Beijing, and I was a little lost." Mrs. Meng smiled apologetically: "Actually, I am really looking for you.
Something."
"Well, what's the matter? Auntie, please tell me." Zhao Qiang nodded and said.
"You shouldn't fight with the 'Prince's Gate'." Mrs. Meng said seriously.
Zhao Qiang narrowed his eyes slightly and said in a low tone: "Mrs. Meng, are you investigating me?"
Fans are fans, you can worship me, you can worship me, you can lick my toes, you can go to bed with me...but you can't investigate me! Zhao Qiang is an agent, and he is usually the only one who investigates others.
Son, suddenly someone was investigating him, and Zhao Qiang was really unhappy.
"Before yesterday, I didn't even know you came to Hong Kong." Mrs. Meng smiled and shook her head and said, "It's just that you made such a big fuss in Hong Kong and four police officers died. How could I possibly
Don’t you know?”
Zhao Qiang nodded silently. This was indeed the case. The Meng family could become one of the largest and most mysterious families in Hong Kong. How could they not know about the troubles in Hong Kong? Then, Zhao Qiang asked: "
Then why did Mrs. Meng say that I shouldn't fight with the 'Princes' Gate'? Auntie knows about the 'Princes' Gate'?"
"If you fight with the 'Princes' in other places, I won't care, and you may not lose. But this is Hong Kong, and if you fight with them, you will definitely lose!" Mrs. Meng looked at Zhao Qiang, a little lost.
Already...
"Haha, are you kidding me? Although the 'Xuanwu Clan' is not as good as the 'Prince Clan', it is a bit too exaggerated to say that it will definitely lose." Zhao Qiang said with a smile. However, he was still very strange in his heart. Hong Kong is his.
Why did Mrs. Meng say that he would definitely lose here? Could it be that she was going to help the "Prince Sect"?
"Because you don't know, and neither does Long Shihao, that the headquarters of the 'Wanghou Sect' is in Hong Kong." Mrs. Meng squinted her eyes and said calmly.
"What?" Zhao Qiang was so shocked that he almost sat down on the ground. This news was too shocking? Zhao Qiang always thought that Hong Kong was his territory, but he didn't know that... the headquarters of the "Prince Sect" is in Hong Kong! What does this mean?
?This means that Zhao Qiang ran into someone else’s hometown in a daze, and someone could catch a turtle in a jar at any time.
"Don't be surprised. I didn't know about it before I came to Hong Kong." Mrs. Meng said with a smile. "The prototype of 'Prince Gate' is 'Hongmen', and 'Hongmen' are generally made up of Chinese.
Hong Kong is a very special place in China, which is the so-called 'one country, two systems', so 'Hongmen' can only be preserved in Hong Kong."
Zhao Qiang was silent for a long time before he calmed down the surprise in his heart and asked doubtfully: "Where is the 'Prince's Gate' in Hong Kong?"
"Do you really want to know?" Mrs. Meng gave Zhao Qiang a deep look and said, "I advise you not to know, and then leave Hong Kong as soon as possible. In the mainland, it is your world, and the 'Princes' Gate' cannot do anything to you.
Something like that.”
"But I can't just hide all the time!" Zhao Qiang smiled bitterly and shook his head, saying: "Since Master has made me the head of the Xuanwu Sect, I have to solve the problem of the Xuanwu Sect.
Now the most difficult enemy of the Xuanwu Sect is the Princes Sect. Either they destroy the Xuanwu Sect or we destroy the Princes Sect. I have no way out."
"No, you have it. With your ability, it is not difficult to keep the 'Xuanwu Sect'." Mrs. Meng looked at Zhao Qiang and said with a smile.
"That's not my style." Zhao Qiang immediately replied. "If blindly avoiding can solve the problem, then I don't care. But avoiding can't solve the problem. The only way to solve the problem is that there will be no more princes in the world."
door's existence."
"Haha, you are very ambitious." Mrs. Meng smiled and shook her head and said. "Sure enough, if you can carry forward the 'Xuanwu Sect', I think Xuanwu's spirit in heaven can also rest in peace."
"Then please tell me, aunt, where is the 'Prince's Gate'?" Zhao Qiang asked sincerely. Now that the 'Prince's Gate' has become his nightmare, he can't fight on like this without any purpose.