After being washed away by a heavy rain, the air in Baicheng was fresh and cloudless. Even on the weekend, Xia He, who had a good schedule, still got up early and made breakfast. After a simple meal, he saved the more nutritious and larger portion.
Put it in the refrigerator and leave a note for Huo'er to solve after he wakes up.
Since it was still early, Xia He tidied up the living room, washed the dishes and chopsticks left behind by Huo'er after having a midnight snack, and looked at the time, which was eight o'clock sharp.
I went out carrying the bag I bought for 500 yuan.
The bar has been operating well recently. On the one hand, it benefits from the motivated staff. On the other hand, the bar has held several promotions, attracting a group of new customers. The quarterly performance has steadily increased, making the school bar run by both sides every day.
Xia He was quite pleased.
Click.
Xia He opened the door and was about to leave when she found a well-dressed young man with chocolate-like skin standing at the door. He raised his arm and prepared to knock on the door. He was startled at first, and then asked tentatively: "Excuse me
Who are you?"
Her spoken English is not bad, at least she can communicate normally in English.
This young man with chocolate-like skin is very attractive. He has straight facial features and a meticulous shirt and suit. The light-colored bow tie at the collar is the finishing touch, which brings to life the unique temperament of a successful person. See Xia He's face.
Asking reservedly, he grinned, showing his white teeth that contrasted sharply with his skin: "Chu He lives here, right?"
It was a well-spoken Chinese dialect without even a hint of local accent, which surprised Xia He.
"You have something to do with Director Chu?" Xia He did not respond directly. Instead, he made indirect remarks.
After experiencing Shenhui's assassination and the bombshell information brought by Xia Wushuang, Xia He is now more vigilant and does not trust others as easily as before.
"He is my best friend." The black man in a straight suit smiled slightly and added. "If I describe it more rigorously, he is one of my best brothers."
Xia He gradually became less vigilant and said, "Director Chu has gone to Yanjing. If you have anything, you can tell me. I will tell him later."
"No need." The black man smiled. "He will return to Baicheng at noon today."
"Really?" Xia He asked unexpectedly.
She had been in contact with Chu He through text messages recently, but she had not confirmed the time of Chu He's return. She never thought that the black man in front of her could be so sure. She felt happy at first, and then asked in confusion: "How did you know?"
"I said it." The black man smiled. "I am his best brother."
"Then -" Xia He said hesitantly. "I'm about to go to work, why don't you -"
"I came all the way from the United States. After getting off the plane, I ran straight here without even drinking." The black man looked at Xia He with a smile.
"Then - please come in." Xia He reluctantly stepped aside.
The black man thanked him first, and then slowly entered Xia He's three-story foreign-style building.
It's not too big, but it's clean and tidy and full of human touch.
The greedy and cute Huo'er, the virtuous school belle Xia He, and the Chu He who is proficient in all kinds of martial arts. This strange trio has become the family members of Xiaoyanglou. It is discordant but very harmonious.
Xia He poured a cup of cold water for the black man and said helplessly: "There is no tea left at home. Just drink it."
"Ms. Xia is too polite." The black man smiled and shook his head and took a sip of tea.
"Do you know me?" Xia He asked unexpectedly, with a vague premonition in his heart.
"Because I am Chu He's best brother." The black man joked. "It's not surprising if I understand the environment he is in and the people around him, right?"
Xia He was stunned, but didn't know how to answer the question.
"Where's the Fire Spirit?" Seeing that she didn't speak, the black man changed the subject and asked, "Shouldn't she be protecting you personally?"
As soon as these words came out, Xia Hedeng was stunned.
Maybe it's not surprising to know her name. But if she even knows Huo'er's real name, and even knows that Huo'er is here to protect herself, then there's a big problem.
She quickly took two steps back before sitting down, and her eyes were wary: "Who are you?"
"Oh. I forgot to introduce myself." The black man stood up with a smile and said. "You can call me Os. or Mr. Os. I prefer the latter. After all, I am a successful person with status."
Os?
Xia He had never heard Director Chu mention it.
"Are you really Director Chu's friend?" Xia He put his hands behind his back.
"Of course." Ao Si smiled. "Don't you think I'm qualified to be Chu He's friend? Besides, Miss Xia, I hope you don't try to call the police. That will only increase casualties."
The president of Tianxiahui has the confidence to say these words!
The four commanders of the Divine Alliance can turn Baicheng upside down and even cause a first-level defensive state. The Tianxiahui, whose combat power far exceeds that of the Divine Alliance - maybe only by dispatching a large number of troops can we be sure to eliminate it in one fell swoop?
After all, the core combat capabilities of Tianxiahui all came from the war-torn African battlefields. Their combat capabilities are among the best in the world.
Os's warning is effective.
Xia He rationally chose not to call the police. But the vigilance in her eyes became stronger and she said loudly: "Mr. Os, what are you doing here? What is the purpose of looking for Director Chu?"
"I'm just looking for your Director Chu to catch up with old times." Ao Si smiled. "My target is you."
"Me?" Xia He frowned slightly and said in surprise. "Are you from Shenhui?"
"He is not a god!"
Whoosh!
A figure shot from the corner of the stairs and quickly blocked Xia He. The blood-red blade in his hand was looming, revealing his murderous intent.
The little lolita was wearing kawaii pajamas, her hair was messy, and her sleepy eyes could not be fully opened, but there was enough murderous intent in those big, round eyes. Once beside the sofa
If Ao Si makes a move, she will take action immediately!
"Huo Ling, you are still as cute as ever." Aos said with a smile.
"President Os, you are still as hypocritical as ever!" The little Loli stared at Os's left hand as if facing a formidable enemy.
"What are you looking at?" Aosi sat on the sofa with a half-smile, took a sip of the tea brought by Xia He, then lit a cigarette and said with a smile.
"Who doesn't know that President Os is the most cunning fox. He likes to make sneak attacks?" the little Loli gritted her teeth and said.
Aos was not angry at all when he heard this, and joked: "You are still so outspoken. But Miss Wushuang has never taught you. Telling the truth too much can easily lead to death?"
"I only know that if you tell too many lies, you will go to hell after death!"
"Don't try to create an opportunity for Miss Xia to leave." Ao Si slowly smoked a cigarette and smiled. "First of all, haven't you ever suspected that there is something outside the door? Secondly, you have a knife to kill me.
Are you sure?"
The little loli bit her soft lips tightly, but couldn't answer.
She really wasn't sure that she could kill Ao Si with one blow. Otherwise, Huo'er, who was always impulsive and violent, would have been arguing with this Tianxiahui president until now?
"But I have a chance of killing Miss Xia with one shot." Aos narrowed his eyes slightly. "Unless you block it for her. But - how come I only have one bullet in my pistol?"
Xia He heard it.
At this moment, Huo'er was in a dilemma.
fight?
She was not sure. It was very possible that she would kill Xia He.
Not fighting?
They will be extremely passive.
No matter what choice they made, they seemed to be in an awkward situation.
"Mr. Os, what is the purpose of your trip?" Xia He summoned up the courage to say. "I hope you will not hurt Huo Ling."
"As long as Miss Xia is willing to cooperate." Ao Si smiled. "It's only the Shenhui that wants to kill her, not the Tianxiahui."
"Okay. How do you need my cooperation?" Xia He said calmly.
Huo'er has done too much for her, and she won't allow Huo'er to put himself in danger anymore.
"Two roads." Aos held out two fingers. "One. Die in front of me. Two. Follow me."
Os's words are quite skillful and very capable of bluffing people.
It seemed that Aos gave Xia He two ways to go. But in fact, he wanted Xia He to take the second way.
Otherwise, there is no need for him to waste so much time. Killing a person is not too difficult for Tianxiahui. For President Aos, it is as simple as smoking a cigarette.
"I'll go with you. What will you get?" Xia He asked tentatively.
"One hundred million U.S. dollars." Ost stretched out a finger. "Of course. There are many benefits and benefits that you don't need to know."
"If I don't leave, will I die?" Xia He asked.
"This is what I don't want to see." Oss said regretfully.
Xia He pondered for a while, then finally raised his head and said, "I can go with you. But I need to ensure Huo'er's safety."
"No one wants to have trouble with Wushuang girl's apprentice." Ao Si shrugged. "You don't need to underestimate her ability. Looking around the world, if she just wants to escape, few people can trap her."
This is an extremely high rating for Fire Spirit. But it is also true.
Xia He pondered again, and then said after a long time: "President Oslo, can you wait for me outside the door for a few minutes?"
"Of course." Ao Si smiled and drank the tea in the cup. He raised the cup and said, "Thank you for this cup of tea."
With that said, he strode out the door.
Even the Divine Punishment Group, which can be called a regular army, only admires Tianxiahui's ability to do things. He is not worried that Xia He can escape from his grasp.
Creak.
He opened the door, but suddenly felt a sense of danger coming from behind. This was a sixth sense developed after experiencing the flames of war. It was extremely accurate. It had pulled him back from hell more than once.
Suddenly turning his head, Aos suddenly discovered that a pitch-black muzzle was aimed at the center of his eyebrows with incomparable precision. It was like a poisonous snake, eating away at his soul.
"President Os, you don't know that I have a gun and dare to kill people, right?"
