In the middle car, the driver was a young man with short hair and firm eyes. He carefully asked an old man sitting in the back seat.
The old man is about sixty years old. He has gray hair on his temples and a straight waist. He is dressed in black casual clothes. His eyes are strong and energetic. He is leaning there with his eyes closed to relax. Although he is sitting, he can still tell.
He is very tall and exudes a faint aura of a superior person.
After hearing what the driver said, the old man couldn't help but glared: "Of course, go straight there. Who does this little bastard think he is? Why do you want me to wait all night to see the driver? Isn't that a hotel? You can just stay at his place if you want."
, and he also saved money on accommodation. If he dared not go back with me, I asked hundreds of people to stay in the hotel together, but they didn’t give me any money, huh."
"Yes, Chief. It's just that King Xiaoyao has disappeared for so long. I'm afraid..." The young man driving the car hurriedly responded, then hesitated.
"Are you afraid that this bastard will be bad for me?"
Of course the old man knew what the driver was thinking. He rolled his eyes and hummed: "Don't worry, I know this little bastard better than anyone else. He is trying to get angry with me, old man. If he wants to harm me, I don't even dare to borrow his courage.
Neither can he." The old man said confidently.
"Yes, yes, Yongwen Xiaoyao Bingzhi has a general sense of justice, clear righteousness, and clear grievances. I really want to see how powerful this person is." The young man driving the car couldn't help but add words to his lips, and a strong feeling rose in his eyes.
of fighting spirit.
"Wu Qiang, you kid, I'm warning you, if you dare to mess around without my instructions, I'll kill you. It's not you who offended that bastard. I asked you to follow me this time, just to be my driver, not to let you
You're here to stir up trouble, don't forget the purpose of my coming. If you mess up my affairs, see how I deal with you."
The old man's tone was somewhat rude and cursing.
"Hey, don't worry, chief, I won't cause trouble."
The young man couldn't help but grin, but he was disapproving of it in his heart. He was from the China Security Bureau, and was mainly responsible for protecting the travel of some leaders. His skills were terrifying. He felt a little disdain for the legendary elite academy of the three armed forces, and for the so-called Xiaoyao King.
General Lan, who was famous all over the capital, actually wanted to invite him in person. This made him curious, and at the same time he wanted to see what kind of ability this person was, and what he was worth for a general to do.
"Those who have never entered the Dragon Soul will never know the terror of this bastard, the sharp sword of the country." The old man leaned back and whispered to himself.
This old man was none other than General Lan who came from the capital, Dragon Soul's old superior. Last time Jin Linglong was in Dongchang, he got a bad blow and went back in disgrace, which left him speechless and had no choice but to personally
Came here for a visit.
In addition to his car, there were many young people with strong auras sitting in the two cars at the front and back. These people were from the Security Bureau. They came here mainly to protect the general.
There were three of them each. Their temples were high and they looked like good players at first glance. The closer they got to Dongchang, the more excited these people became.
"I don't know who General Lan is meeting this time. He is so low-key and only brings a few of our brothers. Do you think there are any masters in such a small city?"
One of the young men was holding a cigarette in his mouth, sitting in the front row, looking at the bright lights of the city not far in front, and couldn't help but grinned. Not even some people in the Security Bureau understood Luo Tian's mystery.
That Wu Qiang is considered a minor leader in the Security Bureau, so he is qualified to know some core things.
"Don't be careless, kid. Experts are among the people. There are many powerful people, so we should keep a low profile. This time we mainly protect General Lan. We must complete the mission and make no mistakes." Another person in the car said.
"Haha, there is Brother Qiang who protects General Lan. Brother Qiang is a master at the peak of the late invasion. Looking at the entire army, he probably has few opponents. It seems that only Jin Linglong from Dragon Soul is his opponent. However,
It is said that that woman was so confused that she was able to deal with those guys badly, hehe."
"Don't say that. Have you forgotten that there is another person who is very powerful? He is no worse than Jin Linglong." The man sneered and said, "If Brother Qiang goes up against him, he will most likely be the same person."
"You mean that King Xiaoyao?" The man couldn't help but be stunned.
"Who else could he be? It is said that this person has extremely high kung fu, but he is very low-key in his work. Except for people from Dragon Soul, most people have never seen him at all. They only heard his name but never saw him."
"Exactly, it's just a pretense. It doesn't necessarily mean you have much strength. It's all just blown out of balloons." The young man curled his lips disdainfully.
"Pretending to be better? Humph, if pretending to be better than an instructor can pretend to be a dragon soul and train those beasts with monstrous skills, why don't you pretend to be one for me?" the latter sneered.
"I said, Hu Er, can you please stop playing against me? After all, we are also members of the Security Bureau, and our skills are no worse than Dragon Soul. Why do you always have other people's ambitions and destroy your own prestige? If Dragon Soul is really powerful
, General Lan, why didn't General Lan let people from Dragon Soul come to protect him, but he let us from the National Security Bureau carry out this task?"
"Maybe General Lan has his own deep meaning," said the man named Hu Er.
The car quickly arrived at the expressway toll intersection and entered Dongchang, and the South Block is located at the southernmost edge of Dongchang, so as soon as it passed the toll station, got off the expressway, took a turn, and entered the South Block.
"Damn it, I clearly saw that girl entering the elevator, but why couldn't she find it? Doesn't this elevator lead to the top floor?"
In the elevator at this moment, a woman looked a little confused. She looked at the number and found that it had stopped at the second to last floor. She felt a little annoyed.
"I really didn't expect the defense to be so tight. It seems like there is no chance tonight."
The woman was the enchantress. She originally thought of taking Lan Lan away in the dead of night, but she found that Lan Lan could not be found at all. Finally, she found out that Lan Lan actually lived on the top floor, and ordinary people could not get up there.
I had no choice but to return to my guest room on the second floor in frustration.
"Avotofo, I feel that Donor Li's drum beats are really similar to Monk's wooden fish. They are both bang bang bang. Please don't hesitate to give me some advice from Donor Li. At worst, Monk won't win your money next time he plays mahjong."
In the training room on the first floor, Fahai and Li Lianying battled for a while. Fahai was beaten every time. He was really convinced. At this moment, he clasped his hands together and stood in front of Li Lianying, insisting on learning Li Lianying's weird drum beats.
.
Li Lianying's face darkened, and she glanced at Fahai with contempt: "I said you, a monk, are really stingy. If you can't win my money in mahjong, do I have to teach you my special skills?"
"Ahem, no, isn't this a bit of sincerity from the young monk?" Fahai said sincerely without feeling any blush at all.
Li Lianying waved her hand: "Forget it, you, a monk, are too sincere. I can't bear it. At most, I won't play mahjong with you."
"Well, how about this, the monk can pay you some money?" Fahai persisted.
Finally, Li Lianying smiled bitterly and looked at Fahai: "Well, you monk, you are Luo Xiaoyou's friend, and you can also be regarded as my friend. I am not the kind of person who hides his clumsiness, and I also want to find someone to inherit my mantle.
, but you are really not that kind of person. I entered Taoism with the sound of my voice. You are not even able to learn the five tones even if I teach you. It is a waste of time. As long as you digest the things I pointed out to you, your strength will also be improved.
It will improve.”
"Amitabh, what donor Li said is wrong. The young monk actually has a deep knowledge of music. Listen, bang bang bang...isn't it very charming?"
Fahai recited a Buddhist chant, turned his hand, took out a wooden fish from somewhere, and started banging it.
Li Lianying was completely defeated by Fa Hai. This monk can be regarded as a tune. Children can knock it, but they can't knock it as loudly as he does.
"Monk, okay, I know, you are very talented in music, okay, stop it quickly, besides, what you are doing is bang bang bang, I am just drumming, which has nothing to do with yours.
"Li Lianying waved his hands and said with a wry smile.
"How come they are so unrelated? My bang bang bang is almost the same as yours. Donor Li, please..." Fahai kept pestering him.
"Monk, that's enough for you. I told you that you are not suitable. If you continue to pester me like this, I will beat you carefully." Li Lianying was really angry. This Fa Hai was really wordy, too talkative, and couldn't stand it.
He hummed with a dark face.
"Amitofu, Donor Li, don't be angry, why don't we go play mahjong." Finally, Fahai suggested. When Li Lianying heard this, the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched: "Mahjong for two?"
"Well, two can fight." Fahai clasped his hands together.
"No fight!" Li Lianying rolled her eyes at this guy. He wanted to win his own money because he couldn't succeed in his art.
Finally, the two of them walked out of the conference room. Fahai was smoking a cigarette in the back, feeling a little depressed. This guy looked like he was suffering without taking advantage, which made Li Lianying in front really speechless.
It was getting late, and he was about to go back to sleep. At this moment, Li Lianying suddenly stopped and looked at the door of the hotel lightly. At this moment, Fa Hai held a cigarette between his fingers and his face was a little solemn. The two of them were the same.
I felt like there was a strong aura outside the door.
Li Lianying winked at Fa Hai, so the two of them sat on a sofa in the hall, started drinking tea, and secretly observed what was going on outside.
There were three cars parked at the door, all three Cadillacs. It was General Lan who had arrived.
The young man named Wu Qiang who was driving got out of the car first and opened the rear door diligently. The tall old man got out of the car, stretched his waist, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "You are really old. You have to sit in four small cars."
I can’t even drive anymore, and my back hurts.”
Then he raised his head and glanced at the huge neon characters at the top of Tianrong Hotel. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Tianrong Hotel... It seems that this little bastard really thinks of this place as his home."
Ah, I just don’t know how that little girl named Rong looks like and whether she can be worthy of him.”
The old general saw the meaning of the word "Tianrong" at a glance.