Nine hundred and fortieth chapters cut love and draw the sword
Chapter 945: The Art of Killing Love and Drawing the Sword
Some people say that time is the best cooling agent. The craze for the World Gambling King Contest has gradually dissipated as time goes by. Perhaps because the title of Gambling King was originally too far away from reality, Xu Qing can’t even walk on the street now.
No one will remember that he was the world gambling king who was so popular a few months ago, and everything will return to ordinary.
Xu Qing found a job for Ouyang Ji, who was responsible for guarding the Tianhong Group's jewelry warehouse and handling the future work with the Jintong gang. Basically, he ate, slept, and counted money every day, as long as no one touched the jewelry warehouse.
I had the crooked idea that this heavenly realm warrior was the number one earner in the group, and he was the one who didn't have to pay a salary.
Qin Bing agreed with his brother-in-law's arrangement. The jewelry warehouse is a crucial place in the group. There are a large number of valuable jewelry stored in it for a long time. If you are someone who can't be trusted, you really don't trust him to keep it. As the saying goes, you can't trust people.
She has absolute confidence in her brother-in-law's ability to recognize people.
Xu Qing heard Liu Youfu talk about something. Some time ago, Young Master Tang became a disciple of a real kendo master. Now he is obsessed with kendo and basically spends every day practicing with that master at Longhu Villa in the northern suburbs of the city.
Sword, it used to be the underground casino of the Liu family, specializing in gambling games such as black boxing fighting. Later, after the Liu family was moved, the villa was confiscated and auctioned by the government. It was photographed by the wealthy Tang Group, and it happened to be where Tang Dashao practiced swordsmanship.
Excellent place.
Xu Qing knew that although Tang Guobin was judged by Mr. Wang to have no connection with ancient martial arts, his fanatical pursuit of martial arts was by no means worse than anyone else. Perhaps swordsmanship followed a light and agile path, and there was no way he could find another way to pursue martial arts. He sincerely hoped that
This stubborn eldest brother can become a master of swordsmanship. No matter what he does, hard work and hard work are more important than the conditions of his mother's birth and father's upbringing.
After making a call to Tang Guobin, the man's phone was transferred directly to the artificial intelligence desk. Xu Qing could only call his godfather Tang Qingsheng. As a result, his godfather immediately asked him to rush to the heaven and earth immediately after answering the phone.
He said that he had something very important to discuss with him, and it was about Tang Guobin.
Xu Qing's heart skipped a beat when he heard his godfather's slightly anxious tone. He quickly ran upstairs and randomly picked up some things he brought from Mongolia. He packed them up and trotted to the garage. When he opened the garage door, he was stunned for two seconds.
There are currently five cars parked in the garage. In addition to the Phantom, there are also three brand-new cars and an 80%-new dark red Hummer. However, the electric motorcycle is nowhere to be seen.
After pulling it down, Xu Qing drove directly into the Hummer and roared out. For him who hadn't driven for a long time, this thing was the best choice. The iron cover was thick enough to withstand collisions.
The Hummer is a beast. When running on the street, it really has the demeanor of a beast in the car. At least those thin-skinned cars must be given way. It is not worth it if a piece of skin is lost. I have never seen such a driver.
Is this guy a self-taught driver who traveled by water to get his driver's license? He drove the car like a dragon dancing from side to side, even bending several of the concrete guardrails on the side.
The Hummer stopped at the door of Heaven and Earth. Xu Qing, who was sweating profusely, opened the door and jumped out. It was really uncomfortable to practice driving on the street. If he had known better, he would have gone outside and practiced properly.
The two cheongsam greeters at the gate of Heaven and Earth were old people. They recognized Xu Qing at a glance and immediately came forward to greet him warmly. Xu Shao's cooing voice made the guy's originally depressed mood suddenly feel relieved.
Many, in fact, beautiful women are also the best cooling agent, and their effect is only aimed at men with normal sexual orientation.
One of the graceful guests led Xu Qing to the door of a private room on the fifth floor. He knocked sideways and heard Tang Qingsheng's deep voice coming from inside.
"Is it Qingzi here? Come on, come on in!" Tang Qingsheng's voice was filled with an urgency that was hard to conceal. The greeter reached out to open the door and stepped aside.
Xu Qing quickly walked into the box, put down the bag in his hand, and said with a smile: "Godfather, I went to Mongolia these days and brought back some local products."
Tang Qingsheng didn't even look at what he had brought. He took two steps forward and held his hand, saying in a trembling voice: "You are finally back. If you come back later, I will definitely try my best to find you."
Go..." At the end of the sentence, the eyes of this all-powerful shopping mall veteran actually flashed with tears.
Xu Qing quickly pulled his godfather to sit on the sofa aside, and whispered: "Godfather, if you have any questions, just tell me. I will try my best as long as I can. You sit down first, and I will help you make a cup."
Tea."
Tang Qingsheng took a deep breath to calm down the raging emotions in his heart, and said in a low voice: "Don't pour the tea, let us drink. When you come back, your godfather will have a backbone."
"Okay, let's have a drink." Xu Qing responded, ran to the wine cabinet and took out two bottles of Feitian Imperata, took two steel teacups directly from the table and walked over. The lines on Tang Qingsheng's cheeks twitched obviously.
Come on, this guy is so cruel. He is so numb that he is drunk!
Xu Qing opened a bottle of Imperata and poured two glasses. There was only a bottom of the bottle left in the bottle. He handed a glass to his godfather, raised his glasses and said, "Come on, let's go one by one."
He brought the mouth of the cup to his mouth, tilted his neck and drank it all.
Some time ago in the Mongolian prairie, this guy was tainted with a spirit of wine sieve pride. It has not completely faded away yet. This stumped Tang Qingsheng. After drinking this glass, his tongue would be knotted when he talked. Thinking of this, he frowned.
I couldn't help but wrinkle.
"Daddy, you can do whatever you want. I used to drink wine from a big bowl on the Mongolian prairie some time ago. The problem has not been corrected for a while. You can drink as much as you want." Xu Qing poured out all the wine in the bottle.
He poured it into a cup and drank it in one gulp. He did this not only to drink, but also to lighten the atmosphere.
Tang Qingsheng forced a smile, put the wine glass to his lips and took a big sip. The remaining wine dripped down his chin and wet his chest. He stretched out his hand and wiped it on his chin, and said with a smile: "Good son, I'll drink when you come back."
It tastes great, haha!”
Xu Qing laughed and said: "Dad, wine is more expensive than food, and we don't want to waste it like this, haha!" After that, he opened the remaining Imperata, poured himself a full cup, raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp.
A thousand cups of wine are less than a thousand cups when meeting my godfather, just drink two cups for pleasure.
This guy was Tang Qingsheng's reassurance. As soon as he came, the depression and worry that had been accumulated in his heart for a long time suddenly disappeared. After drinking a glass of wine, he slowly told the root cause of the matter.
There is only one person who can make Tang Qingsheng sleepless at night, and that is his son Tang Guobin. It all starts with the Muramasa Demon Sword. To be precise, during this period, what Young Master Tang was practicing was not the way of swordsmanship, but a kind of ruthlessness.
Hate's sword skill is called the Sword Cutting Skill, a perverted sword skill that leaves behind many emotions in the world.