When Xiao Zhao saw the old housekeeper dodge his charged attack, he leaned back inertly like a gymnast and made a bridge-shaped movement. At the same time, he kicked out with his right foot and used his right arm as a support to make a powerful move.
Sweeping thousands of armies fiercely.
The old butler jumped up in the air, stretching his body like an eagle and jumped back. There was no difference between the two of them in this round.
"Yes, you can already practice to this extent at this age. You are already considered a master." The old housekeeper stood with his hands behind his hands and looked at Xiao Zhao in admiration.
"Compared to your palm skills, I still lack a lot." Xiao Zhao bowed.
The two looked at each other for a while and laughed at the same time. What a warrior wants most is not glory and wealth, but an evenly matched opponent, especially an opponent who can benefit him a lot.
The people who didn't know why looked at the two people in the field, with doubtful expressions on their faces. If it weren't for the tit-for-tat scene between Uncle Li and Jin Rongcheng just now, they really thought that Xiao Zhao and the old housekeeper were friends reunited after a long separation.
"Do you want to continue?" Xiao Zhao said with a slight smile.
"No need!" The old housekeeper shook his head.
Warriors, what they value most is dignity. They will respect an opponent they cannot defeat from the bottom of their hearts. There is no need for these two people to fight, because neither of them can defeat the other, and the final result is that both sides will suffer losses.
"Master, I am incompetent." The old housekeeper handed over his hands and said to Jin Rongcheng.
Jin Rongcheng waved his hand. Although he was a little dissatisfied, he did not show it. He could see that Xiao Zhao, who was opposite Uncle Li, was very skilled, and he was even more aware of the sympathy between warriors.
"Rongcheng, I know that there have been internal thieves in the Ax Gang recently, but have you ever thought that if you do this, whether the military morale of the Ax Gang will be as stable as before." Uncle Li, a veteran, lost no time in standing up and facing Jin Rongcheng.
He persuaded with sincerity. In the eyes of outsiders, this was definitely an image of a kind, loving and tolerant old man, but Jin Rongcheng sneered in his heart. This old guy was just trying to delay the war.
Jin Rongcheng was weighing the pros and cons and gave up this opportunity to inspect the gangsters openly and attack the Presbyterian Church secretly. Will he be criticized by the brothers in the gang?
After enduring for several years, he seemed to be respectful to the Presbyterian Church, but there were many secret agents behind the scenes. After thinking for a long time, he said: "Okay, but what I want to say is, if someone covers up the traitor,
, I will use all the power in my hand to destroy him."
This was a provocation, but it was also a threat, and it was something that had to be said in a scene! Uncle Li smiled calmly, but no one saw the evil flash in his eyes.
Jin Rongcheng did not expect that this had secretly planted a time bomb for his Ax Gang.
A sixteen-story building stands proudly in the center of Hangzhou. Yan Qianyu, wearing a black suit, quietly admired this iconic building.
The building is not high, as long as there are people there.
Yan Qianyu went straight to the office of the president of Huanxi Clothing on the seventh floor. When he received the call from Jiang Huanxi, he wanted to see if this woman he had not seen for a long time had improved.
The third to seventh floors are the headquarters of Huanxi Clothing in Hangzhou. Being able to get this Feng Shui treasure in Hangzhou, where every inch of land is like gold, is enough to show that Jiang Huanxi is not a simple woman.
"Excuse me, sir, do you have an appointment?" A young and beautiful woman appeared in front of Yan Qianyu and asked with a smile.
Yan Qianyu nodded slightly and pointed to the suit he was wearing.
The woman took one look and knew that this was the president's most proud work. She heard that this dress had been given to a destined person, and now it seemed that it was the handsome young man in front of her with a half-smiling smile.
"The president has said hello in advance, you can come in." The woman made a "please" gesture towards Yan Qianyu.
Yan Qianyu held the handle on the door that said "Huanxi Clothing President's Office", stopped and said calmly to the woman: "I will ask your president to give you a salary increase."
Yan Qianyu walked in and found that the office was not as big as expected, but there were a lot of files piled inside, and it seemed that there was another room in it.
Yan Qianyu glanced at Jiang Huanxi, who was writing something with his head down, and a playful smile appeared on his lips. He turned around and locked the door of the room without saying a word.
Jiang Huanxi symbolically raised her head and glanced at the person who entered the door, a shocked expression filling her beautiful face without makeup. She did not expect that the person who came was the man who she cursed every day and couldn't forget.
Without any restraint, Yan Qianyu walked to the sofa and sat down, and said calmly: "The location of your company is good, but it's a bit small."
Jiang Huanxi ignored him because her eyes fell on the suit Yan Qianyu was wearing. This handmade suit that she had worked so hard on was accidentally obtained by Yan Qianyu, and she had to lament that fate played tricks on people.
No wonder I didn't hear much when I called Yan Qianyu. It turned out to be him! Jiang Huanxi felt her heartbeat speed up unconsciously.
"Really? I don't think so." Jiang Huanxi tried his best to calm down, glanced at Yan Qianyu, and said coldly.
Just at this glance, Jiang Huanxi felt like someone had seen through her. She hurriedly lowered her head, and in order not to let Yan Qianyu see it, she pretended to continue completing her design plan.