When Zhihao saw Rouyu's eyes, they suddenly lit up. There was no movement at all, it was just the color in the eyes, or the slight change in light and shade. Zhihao had caught it, it was very clear, and Zhihao understood it.
Zhihao's heart slowly calmed down, a confident light appeared in his eyes, and he could read it as clearly as Rouyu.
Zhihao slowly turned around. During the process of turning around, Zhihao made silent movements. The movements were so quick and slight that no one could see them clearly, including Rouyu, who had been caring about Zhihao, and his eyes.
Arhat stared at Zhihao without blinking.
But Rouyu has already felt it. She has felt everything from Zhihao's confident and calm eyes.
Zhihao regained his confidence.
Zhihao's restored self-confidence is due to Rouyu's trusting eyes. The current Zhihao is already very calm. The strength of both the enemy and ours has been clearly estimated. How to take action and how to knock down the opponent so that Rouyu is safe and sound. Zhihao
It has been calculated clearly and accurately.
Regardless of whether Zhihao fired a gun before, whether Zhihao should obey Luohan's instructions and put down his weapon, these are not important anymore. What is important is that Zhihao has regained his confidence. No matter what weapon he uses, the ### gang in front of him
People are no match for you at all.
Zhihao slowly turned around. As he turned around, two darts were quietly held in his hands.
Zhihao concentrated his thoughts secretly, and the energy in his body began to surge like a mountain. If Arhat was a master of internal strength cultivation, he would definitely be able to feel the changes in Zhihao's aura. It was calm on the surface, but he gathered power that could destroy everything.
It's a pity that an ordinary person like Luo Han, although he has practiced hard qigong, has only improved his ability to resist blows, perception and insight. How can he be compared with Zhihao, who has practiced internal strength?
Suddenly there was a strange noise. Zhihao believed that this noise would definitely come at the moment he turned around, or at some point after he turned around. At the same time, he believed that Rouyu would also be able to feel it, and he would understand it and understand it.
declare.
Zhihao took action without any warning, not even visible in his body movements.
Turn around and flick your wrist, all at the same time, all in one go.
The darts made a sharp sound of tearing the air, and carried the power of Zhihao's thoughts. You can imagine how much force Zhihao used. It only lasted a moment, and it couldn't be faster. I believe the bullets were just like this, or maybe faster than this.
Three minutes later, a bright black light flashed, and the Arhat fell to the ground. The wrist of the right hand holding the gun was broken by a dart. The gun fell to the ground. At the same time, another dart was nailed to the ground.
On the Arhat's forehead, right between the eyebrows, it is deeply submerged, with only the tail of the dart exposed.
This is so accurate. There is no error at all. It is possible for it to have errors. Zhihao understands the consequences of errors better than anyone else.
To describe sharpshooters and sharpshooters, we often use words like, pierce the poplar with a hundred steps, hit the target with a hundred shots, and so on. Wandering here alone, I want to use another way to describe it, that is, hit wherever you point.
There is only a slight difference between a third-rate shooter and a third-rate shooter. The level of a third-rate shooter can be described in terms of where to hit and where to hit. It is just a difference in the order of words, but it is a world of difference. A small gap can be life-threatening.
Arhat fell to the ground, Rouyu was completely free.
Rouyu suddenly regained consciousness and threw herself into Zhihao's arms. She didn't say a word for a long time. She just hugged Zhihao tightly and pressed her face against Zhihao's chest. She clearly heard that Zhihao was already calm and composed.
The powerful beating heart is beating smoothly.
"Okay, it's okay." Zhihao smiled slightly and patted Rouyu's shoulder gently. He had a lot to say, but time was urgent and he didn't know what to say at the moment, "Let's go, don't keep Mr. Long waiting.
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"Yes." Rouyu nodded and gently came out of Zhihao's arms. Her face was slightly red, but she had a happy and sweet expression.
Rouyu's excited expression turned slightly resentful when Zhihao took her hand and walked out of the room, but Zhihao didn't feel this expression, and Rouyu immediately calmed down again.
As for what this resentful look represents, time is urgent, so we will stop for now and explain it in detail to the readers later.
When Zhihao led Rouyu out of the entertainment center, he encountered no obstruction.
The people who blocked him have fallen to the ground, and there are wounded everywhere, some unconscious and some barely awake. The monkey is still crawling on the ground motionless, and the Arhat is dead with the dart stuck between his eyebrows.
Who dares to stop Zhihao?
Zhihao led Rouyu smoothly, walked out of the entertainment center from the backyard, and drove straight to the hotel in the north of the city. There was the meeting place between the Qinglong Club and the ### Gang, and the negotiations between Long Tianxiang and Hu Baiqiang were taking place.
conduct.
Long Tianxiang and Hu Baiqiang were still sitting opposite each other, silent for a long time, both sipping a cup of fragrant Tieguanyin. The tea tonight was indeed the best of the best, but the taste of the tea they tasted was different.
Only two people know the subtle difference.
Hu Baiqiang held the fine porcelain teacup in his hand and gently flicked the cup lid with his other hand. The teacup was slowly brought to his mouth and he took a sip. The aroma penetrated straight into his heart, leaving him with unfinished meaning and profound meaning.
Long Tianxiang is different. Long Tianxiang even tasted the slightly bitter taste in Tieguanyin. The top-quality Tieguanyin has a hint of bitterness in its fragrance. After the slight bitterness, it is a rich fragrance. Tonight, Long Tianxiang's appreciation of the fragrance
Feeling a little sluggish.
Long Tianxiang's energy was more concentrated on what Hu Baiqiang would say, what behavior he would have after taking this cup of tea, and how he would respond.
Hu Baiqiang took his time and finished sipping a cup of tea before slowly speaking, "Brother Long, how does this top-quality Tieguanyin taste?"
"It is indeed a good tea, the best of the best." Long Tianxiang smiled slightly.
What a dramatic scene!
The two underworld bosses who were negotiating started from passing cigarettes in a gentle breeze, and the atmosphere gradually became tense. Now they are sipping tea relaxedly. Haha... It's so interesting.
After tasting a cup of fragrant tea, Hu Baiqiang smiled leisurely and meaningfully, "Brother Long, do you want another cup?"
"No, thank you." Long Tianxiang knew that it was time for the negotiation to get to the point.
Sure enough, Hu Baiqiang put down his tea cup and looked at Long Tianxiang. An imperceptible chill gradually appeared in his eyes. Although Hu Baiqiang had a smile on his face. Only people like Long Tianxiang who have been walking in the world for a long time are familiar with this kind of chill.
Only Hu Baiqiang's words and deeds can be keenly perceived.
It is better to say that we feel it than to notice it. How can we perceive subtle things with our eyes?
"Brother Long, you and I have been on the road for a year or two. There are many things that Hu still can't figure out. He still wants to ask Brother Long for advice. I hope Brother Long will give you some advice for the sake of our brothers for many years.
." Hu Baiqiang spoke slowly.
"Brother Hu, you're too polite. If you have anything to say, please say it clearly." Long Tianxiang also put down his tea cup and waited for Hu Baiqiang to bring the conversation to the main topic.
"Youdao is a generation of talented people. You and I are already old. I don't know what we should do at our age? Hu Mou couldn't figure it out for a while and wanted to ask Brother Long for a few words."
