This young man who wanted to assassinate Nangong Chu's woman just saved his life? Would Nangong Chu let him go so easily?
Nangong Chu hugged the surprised Zhao Xueqi, with an imperceptible chuckle on his face, and walked into their destination, a high-end restaurant, or a restaurant.
Zhao Xueqi seems to be very familiar with this place. It can be seen that she often patronizes this restaurant.
After finding a seat and sitting down, Nangong Chu looked around. The restaurant was not big. Although it was only eight or nine o'clock in the morning, there were still people coming and going in the four to five hundred square meter hall, which was carefully decorated with hundreds of
elegant dining table
There are no tables surrounded by three or four seats, and between the tables are independent spaces separated by screens. The layout of the restaurant is quite antique.
There are already customers dining at most of the tables. There are only seven or eight sparsely empty tables. This restaurant is quite lively!
"Sir, Miss, what would you like to eat?" A tall waitress came to Nangong Chu and the others and said with a smile.
Zhao Xueqi looked at Nangong Chu
"Well! You make up your mind!" Nangong Chu has never been particular about eating.
Zhao Xueqi then said: "As usual, let's have a pot of frog and eel porridge!" She did not take the menu handed over by the waiter in the restaurant, but said to the rather thin waitress.
"Okay, please wait! We will prepare it for you right away!" The waitress's service attitude was beyond words. Nangong Chu also imitated ordinary people and acted like a god for a time.
Customers are God!
After seeing the waitress walking away, Zhao Xueqi finally couldn't help but be curious and asked: "Why did you let that person go?" In her opinion, Nangong Chu was not a soft-hearted person.
Zhao Xueqi knows that the world Nangong Chu lives in is many times more cruel than the business world. Even the business world is a battlefield without smoke!
To be kind to your enemy is to be cruel to yourself
Nangong Chu smiled, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, and then said slowly: "At this time, the person just now should have reported to King Yama!"
When Zhao Xueqi heard this, she couldn't help but take a breath. Although she knew that Nangong Chu would never let the killer go so easily, she never expected that Nangong Chu had already sentenced the killer in Yun Danfengqing.
death penalty
"Could it be that palm?" Recalling the scene just now, Nangong Chu's action immediately appeared clearly in Zhao Xueqi's mind.
At this time, at a street phone booth three to four hundred meters away from the restaurant, the young man wearing a peaked cap was talking on the phone.
"Brother Hong, the mission failed." The young man thought of the brief scene just now, his heart was still beating in his chest, and his underwear was soaked with cold sweat.
"What? You can't deal with a woman? Don't come back now. If you are followed, we will finish the game." An unexpected exclamation came from the other end of the phone, and then cautious instructions were given
"I know what to do, Brother Hong, don't worry," the young man in the peaked cap said in a low voice. At this time, a middle-aged man came behind him, waiting to make a call.
The young man then said a few more words, then hung up the phone. Just as he was about to come out of the phone booth, he suddenly felt a heat under his nose, so he reached out and touched it.
"Huh? Wet?" the young man wondered. At this time, the middle-aged man outside the phone booth glanced at the young man in the peaked hat, suddenly screamed, and sat down on the ground, as if he had seen something extremely frightening.
Things are average
At this time, the young man also saw blood stains on his hands, and he couldn't help being shocked.
Immediately, a series of "crackling" sounds suddenly erupted from the young man's body. Then, the face of the young man in the peaked cap twisted in pain. His nose, eyes, ears... shocking blood seeped out of his seven orifices.
The next moment, the young man in the peaked cap seemed to fall apart and collapsed in the phone booth like a puddle of mud. Blood seeped out from under his body, spreading out in winding streams on the ground.
The middle-aged man's screams immediately attracted the attention of passers-by. More screams and screams followed.
At the corner of the street not far from the phone booth, a silver-haired young man looked at all this with cold eyes: "I'm just telling you, how could Master become so soft-hearted? It turns out that guy has been hit by Master's sword energy." The silver-haired young man muttered a few times, and then
Turned around and walked into the crowd, disappearing on the street
A person was suddenly killed suddenly in the city. This was a very sensational thing. A few minutes later, the police car roared over...
While these things were happening, Nangong Chu and Zhao Xueqi were happily enjoying breakfast in the restaurant, enjoying their ordinary and ordinary world.
However, when they were about to check out and leave, an uninvited guest came to their table and sat down opposite them.
Nangong Chu frowned. He was a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old. He had sharp eyebrows and starry eyes, and a white face and red lips. He was a very handsome man, even more handsome than the male protagonists of those idol dramas.
However, when this uninvited young man fell in Nangong Chu's eyes, he couldn't help but think of an adjective: "little pretty face"
"Hey, isn't this Young Master Deng? I thought it was the daredevil, Young Master Deng, there are already people here." After Zhao Xueqi saw this "little pretty face", she showed a somewhat surprised look on her face
"Haha! I'm sorry, little brother, I was going to visit Miss Zhao these days, but I unexpectedly met Miss Zhao here. What a joy in life!" Young Master Deng said with a smile.
Huh! An unexpected encounter? Nangong Chu sneered in his heart. He didn’t believe the bullshit chance encounter mentioned by the “little pretty face” in front of him.
"I don't know who this brother is..." Young Master Deng looked at Zhao Xueqi with some doubts in his eyes.
Nangong Chu said lightly: "Your surname is Deng? Do you know how you are related to the Deng family in Lingnan?" Nangong Chu felt an aura as long and vast as the sea in this "little pretty face" named Deng.
"Haha! I knew that Xiongtai was not an ordinary person. Sure enough, Xiongtai could see where he was coming from at a glance." Although the young man named Deng said with a smile, he was actually shocked inside.
I can't see through the opponent's strength at all, but the other party can see my origin at a glance. It can be seen that the other party's cultivation level is not a little bit higher than my own! The young man named Deng dare not neglect him anymore.
"Well! Let me introduce to you. This is Young Master Deng. He is indeed the eldest son of the head of the Deng family in Lingnan, Young Master Deng." Then, Zhao Xueqi said to Young Master Deng: "This is my friend,
Xiao Chu!”
"What! Xiao Chu?" Deng Shaohuang was shocked when he heard this and jumped up from his seat.