Two hundred and ninety-four chapters night party Wang Yaqiao
"arrive!"
With the car squeaking, Wang Qiming led Han Baihang to a building with the four characters "Anhui Guild Hall" hanging on it.
As soon as the two got out of the car, two Ax Gang disciples blocked their way. One of them knew Wang Qiming, stopped them and said, "Brother Wang, our boss will not see any guests today."
Wang Qiming stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Brother, please be accommodating. I have something urgent to ask of you."
The man glanced at Han Baihang, who was behind with his head lowered. Han Baihang's identity was sensitive. When he came, Wang Qiming specially got a windbreaker, which barely covered Han Baihang's face.
It was dark, so the two people didn't recognize him for a while. The man withdrew his gaze, fell on Wang Qiming and said: "Boss Wang, it's not that I don't want to let you in, it's just that it's not easy for our boss to meet guests.
Reception.”
Wang Qiming frowned slightly and thought to himself: "It's so late and it's raining so heavily. Who on earth can't wait to see Wang Yaqiao?"
The more he thought about it, the more something was wrong. Wang Qiming took two steps forward and was about to break in. Han Baihang grabbed him and shook his head secretly.
If they had just broken in, they would have been hacked to death before they even saw Wang Yaqiao. Wang Qiming said anxiously: "Why are you pulling me?"
Han Baihang leaned into Wang Qiming's ear and whispered a few words. Wang Qiming's eyes lit up and he said to Han Baihang: "You still have a way."
Wang Qiming turned around and said to the two gatekeepers: "I know where Han Baihang is. I must see your boss now."
The two looked at each other. The Ax Gang has been so noisy in recent days all because of Han Baihang. For a moment, they were a little undecided. They discussed it in a low voice, and one of them said to Wang Qiming: "You guys first
Wait a minute, I'll go in and talk to our boss."
Wang Qiming and the two stood under the eaves. The raindrops splashed and wet their trouser legs. Their anxiety was like the heavy rain, dense as needles, pricking countless small holes in their hearts.
After a long while, the man who went in to inform him came out and said to Wang Qiming: "Our boss has invited you."
Wang Qiming turned from worry to joy, and cupped his hands towards the man and thanked him: "Sorry for bothering you, brother." He took out a few silver coins from his pocket and handed them to the two of them.
While the two men took over to express their thanks, Wang Qiming led Han Baihang towards the house in three steps and two steps at a time. When they entered the house, the lights were bright, and the rainwater hit the corrugations, making a crackling sound, like a crisp ditty.
The two of them walked around the small courtyard and entered the inner hall. They saw Wang Yaqiao sitting on a chair with a thick bandage on his body. Opposite him sat a man. The two of them were talking about something. As soon as Wang Qiming came in, they both stopped.
The room suddenly became quiet.
"You said you knew the whereabouts of Han Baihang, where is he now?" Wang Yaqiao leaned on the back of his chair and looked at Wang Qiming with a frosty face and asked.
Before Wang Qiming could say anything, Han Baihang pulled off his clothes and said to Wang Yaqiao: "I'm here."
Wang Yaqiao was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "There is a way to heaven but you don't take it, and there is no door to hell and you break in. Someone come!"
With a loud shout, several people broke in with axes to help the disciples. Just as they were about to take action, Wang Qiming blocked several people and said hurriedly: "Wait a minute, Boss Wang, I have something to say."
Wang Yaqiao snorted coldly and said: "I always thought you were a man before, but I didn't expect you to be complicit with such a person. I really misjudged you. Let me chop you down together!"
Everyone was about to take action while they were talking. Wang Qiming couldn't help but reach into his arms and pull out a gun, still complaining: "I told you he is unreliable. You can find a chance to run out later!"
Han Baihang grabbed Wang Qiming's hand, stretched out his hand and shouted: "Wait a minute!"
Several disciples were stunned, and actually stopped. Han Baihang took two steps forward, pressed the shoulder of the man sitting with his back to them, and said lightly: "Boss Zhang, why are you looking for Wang so late?"
Brother, you’re not just here to see Brother Wang’s injury, are you?”
Zhang Xiaolin suddenly laughed and said: "This is a conflict between you and it has nothing to do with me. There is no need to involve me."
Han Baihang shook his head and said, "That's not necessarily the case. This matter has a lot to do with you."
Wang Yaqiao frowned and looked at Han Baihang and Zhang Xiaolin. He waved his hand and asked his subordinates to go out. He said coldly: "Han Baihang, for Wang Qiming's sake, I will give you a chance to speak."
Han Baihang chuckled and said, "Boss Wang, you won't believe me now that I say I was wronged, right?" As he spoke, he looked at Zhang Xiaolin involuntarily.
Wang Yaqiao frowned and said, "What do you mean by this?"
Han Baihang sat down on his own, glanced at Zhang Xiaolin and said: "Boss Zhang, remember we didn't discuss it? Are you planning to go back on your words when you come to see Boss Wang now?"
Zhang Xiaolin said with a smile: "You can't say that. The cake you drew for me is really too big. I'm not sure I can eat it by myself. I can only find someone to accompany me."
Han Baihang turned to Wang Yaqiao and said, "In that case, you are not going to cooperate with me, are you?"
Zhang Xiaolin put his hands behind his head, leaned back in his chair and said lazily: "I really want to believe you, but your character doesn't seem to be as effective as others, at least in my opinion."
Han Baihang's brows suddenly wrinkled, and he realized something was wrong, and said in a deep voice: "Du Yuesheng?"
Zhang Xiaolin smiled and said nothing, but the meaning was self-evident. Originally, Han Baihang thought that with Zhao San's help, he could eat these people to death, but now it seems that he is just a drop in their eyes.
Just chess pieces.
The room fell silent for a moment, and the dim light flickered out a few shadows, drawing various shapes on the wall.
Wang Yaqiao suddenly spoke up, broke the silence, and said with a sneer: "Han Baihang, I have given you a chance to speak, get ready to hit the road!"
Wang Qiming was shocked and was about to draw his gun when Han Baihang suddenly raised his head, looked directly into Wang Yaqiao's eyes and said, "Boss Wang, don't you want to avenge Zhang Ruolan?"
The words that put Wang Yaqiao in his mouth choked him back, and Zhang Xiaolin's expression suddenly changed.
"What do you mean!" Wang Yaqiao roared, slapping the table.
Han Baihang said slowly: "The murderer who killed Zhang Ruolan is here. Aren't you ready to take action?"
Wang Yaqiao followed Han Baihang's gaze and looked towards Zhang Xiaolin. The air suddenly became solemn, and even the raindrops fell much slower.