"I've already told you that Jingjie is called by my husband. You should call me Miss Jia or Mrs. Zhao. It's only polite, isn't it?" Jingjie's face suddenly darkened.
This Ding Lei is even more annoying than the Huo De just now.
No matter what, Huo De was the one who arranged the marriage for him by Jia Jingjie's father. It can be said that Jia Jingjie had nothing to do with him at all. To be honest, it was her initiative to break off the engagement that hurt this rich man who is famous all over the United States.
. But this Ding Lei is different. He once hurt Jing Jie mercilessly, a bastard who only cares about money and does not understand feelings.
Therefore, when she saw him coming to say hello, Jingjie would certainly not have a good attitude towards him.
Ding Lei here has not been very good at other things in the past few years, but he has become a lot thicker. After hearing Jingjie's words, he just smiled and said softly: "Then I'd better call you Mrs. Zhao. Brother Bayonet, you are here too."
ah?"
Guan Zhiyong glanced at him slightly, stared at his hands and said softly: "Master Ding, why, are you surprised to see me here?"
"It's possible here and there. Who in the United States doesn't know the name of Brother Bayonet now? Maybe there are many young girls in Huaxing who know the name of Brother Bayonet in Huaxing. Although Miss Paris's identity may be somewhat different, for you,
There must be a lot of admiration for someone who started a business with such hard work and is almost a hero!" Ding Lei said lightly with a friendly smile on his face.
Guan Zhiyong narrowed his eyes, looked him up and down, and after a long while he smiled hoarsely and said: "Ding Lei, Ding Lei, I thought you hadn't shown up here for so long and that you had gone off to practice somewhere. I heard you today
You are so eloquent, but I dare you to say that all your strength these days has been used on women’s bellies?”
As he spoke, Guan Zhiyong's expression turned cold and he said calmly: "Do you think your ability to sow discord is very good? Or do you think I don't have the strength to touch you now?"
Ding Lei's eyes shrank slightly, and then he chuckled and said: "Haha, Brother Bayonet, are you too worried? I just praised you a few words, where did you come from to sow discord? Besides, what I said is all the truth.
, Huaxing Society in the United States can have such a scene now, who doesn't know that it was your bayonet brother who held it?"
"Don't mention me here at all. Even the younger brothers under you probably think the same thing. It's just that I am the only one who regards Brother Bayonet as a friend to speak out without regard to personal gains and losses.
!" Ding Lei picked up the wine glass, took a sip, and said in a deep voice.
Guan Zhiyong laughed, shook his head and said: "Ding Lei, Ding Lei, you are so smart, do you know what the consequences will be? No matter whether my bayonet is like what you said, I will definitely kill you first and then quickly! If you
If you are smart, you should wash your neck and wait for me to come!" As he said that, the cold murderous aura came out of his body, and then disappeared without a trace.
Although it was just a fleeting moment, Ding Lei felt as if he had slipped away from the North Pole, his whole body was as cold as ice. He really didn't expect that Guan Zhiyong would speak to this extent. In his opinion, no matter how much the God of Death trusted the bayonet,
, with the lessons learned from the Left Hand and the Death Mercenaries, if there were rumors of bayonet rebellion, he would definitely take action.
Then there are only two consequences of the bayonet, either he is really rebelling and occupying the Huaxing Society in the United States to protect himself. This will allow him, Jasmine and others to gather the remnants of the Chinese Gang and other gangs who are not willing to let the Huaxing Society occupy such a rich port.
Every opportunity to defeat it was given. After all, without the support of the Huaxingshe base camp, the bayonet was really alone overseas.
Besides, what kind of person is the God of Death? How could he allow such a huge force and a piece of fat like Huaxing Society to fend for itself? This place will be a very severe blow to his prestige. He must think that if his subordinates
If all his generals imitate him, how will he deal with himself?
Therefore, it is almost certain that the God of Death will send someone to attack the bayonet. When the time comes, they will be able to unite with any of the parties and turn their hands into clouds and rain. Of course, if the God of Death adopts a milder method and replaces the bayonet,
If so, it will be very beneficial to them.
First of all, the person who comes here may not be able to control the Huaxing Society in the United States. Secondly, the person who comes here is definitely not as understanding of the situation in the United States as Bayonet, so it is almost certain that they will find a loophole. As long as he
If it fails a few times, the members of the American Huaxing Society will fall apart because they miss the bayonet.
Even if the God of Death can use him again, after all the ups and downs here, will he still be willing to sacrifice his life for the God of Death? Does he still have the ability to save his life? Everything here is unknown. Besides, this method of the God of Death is also inappropriate.
Because his subordinates will have a crisis of distrust, which will also be a very serious blow to the God of Death and Huaxing Society.
However, what Ding Lei never expected was that the method they had planned to bring the bayonet and Huaxing Society to near desperation was resolved by Guan Zhiyong so lightly, and he also felt that Guan Zhiyong killed him.
Quick determination. This surprised him very much.
As an old friend and rival of Huaxing Society, a third party who has been watching with cold eyes, watching Huaxing Society grow and develop like mushrooms after a spring rain, Ding Lei understands Huaxing Society and the bayonet better than the average person. If not for this, he would not know how to do it.
Know about Xu Qiang and the Death Mercenaries.
However, it was precisely because he knew what kind of person Guan Zhiyong was that he was so surprised by his unabashed murderous intentions. Because he knew that Guan Zhiyong was definitely a person who kept his word.
Feeling the chill on his neck, Ding Lei's face turned extremely ugly for a moment. Guan Zhiyong, however, took the time to lightly press his fingers and said lightly: "Humph, I really don't know what's going on in your head.
It’s so long, people here even rush to do it if they are willing to die!”
"Don't you know the consequences of provoking my bayonet? Or do you believe that someone has the strength to protect you from my wrath?" Guan Zhiyong sneered.
Ding Lei's face darkened again, like pig liver that had been trampled in the sun, extremely ugly. He suddenly remembered Jasmine who had just secretly encouraged him to come and implement this foolproof plan that put Huaxing Society and Bayonet in a dilemma.
"Hmph, if I'm not wrong, it was Jasmine who asked you to come, right? Ding Lei, for the sake of us all being from country Z, I'll give you a piece of advice, don't try your best to get in, here.
The world is full of conspiracies and tricks, but what really determines who laughs and who cries is strength." Guan Zhiyong glanced at him lightly and said calmly.
Ding Lei's face turned gloomy for a long time, and he suddenly snorted and turned around and walked to the side. Looking at his menacing look, it was obvious that he was going to settle a score with Jasmine.
Guan Zhiyong shook his head gently. This guy was still a child. He didn't take his warning to heart at all. Did he think that Jasmine really saw him as a person rather than his use value?
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Taking a deep breath and letting a smile appear on his face, Guan Zhiyong said softly: "Sister-in-law, let's go get some food nearby? It's estimated that it will take more than half an hour before Miss Paris comes out!
"
Jingjie nodded gently. Although she was very angry about Ding Lei, Huo De and others, her anger now was just a very weak and shallow emotional change, which was a kind of regret for the past.
Memories and nostalgia, but in fact, in her heart, the two of them have long been downplayed as irrelevant. Since they are irrelevant, where does the anger come from?
So after listening to Guan Zhiyong's words, Jingjie smiled slightly and walked towards the place where there was food. She had been sitting on the plane for so long. After getting off the plane, she just drank two glasses of juice to replenish her sleep for a while, and then took a shower
After taking a bath, I was already growling with hunger.
"Well, it's a pity that the sauce here is a little too good!" Jingjie picked up a piece of exquisite hamburger and started to drink it. After just a small bite, she frowned and commented softly: "If it were cooked more,
After a few days, add some onions, pepper, aniseed and other ingredients, then the taste will be authentic and rich!"
Guan Zhiyong couldn't help but laugh when he heard it: "Sister-in-law, do you think the soybean paste made by Americans here is our northwest sun-dried sauce? Let them learn something that has a strange and complicated process that definitely does not meet hygienic standards.
I think it’s just like letting Tathagata Buddha act as a bustard, which is very difficult for someone to force someone to do!”
When Jingjie heard this, she rolled her eyes at him angrily and said angrily: "What kind of metaphor are you talking about here? It's so vulgar. I haven't heard of this comment before?"
Guan Zhiyong rubbed his hands in embarrassment and said in a deep voice: "Hey, here, I created this temporarily by myself." As he said that, he picked up the beer in the cup and took a big sip, and then his face was covered with a light red.
I don't know if it's because of drinking or because I'm ashamed.
Just when Jingjie was thinking of ways to ease the current atmosphere, a voice suddenly said loudly: "Miss Paris is here!"
Suddenly, the sound in the entire hall disappeared without a trace. Both men and women all raised their glasses and stared at the corner stairs next to them. Even Jingjie and Guan Zhiyong were no exception.
At this time, no one noticed the blazing fire in the eyes of a young man staring at the stairs.
Paris, the world-famous prodigal daughter of a wealthy family, is finally about to appear.