Chapter 050: Inexplicable Contest

The more abnormal she felt, the more Long Lingyun watched intently. Just as her eyes swept over the hill on the right, Long Lingyun suddenly grabbed Zhao Jianhui's arm, blushed and spat in a low voice: "Bah, gangster..."

Zhao Jianhui's face suddenly darkened, and he stretched out his hand to pull Long Lingyun behind him. Two sharp eyes stared coldly at the mountain on the right, and asked puzzledly: "Where is the gangster? Why didn't I see it?"

Long Lingyun was stunned, his face even more shy. Hiding behind Zhao Jianhui, he said nothing and just pushed Zhao Jianhui away quickly. Following her look just now, Zhao Jianhui finally discovered where the gangster Long Lingyun was talking about was. Looking at the scene in front of him, Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but laugh.

Just in front of them, twenty-five to six meters away from the two people, on a rock, two tawny monkeys were stacked together and making out as if no one was around. If he saw it alone, he might not have any thoughts. Zhao Jianhui couldn't help but feel his face heat up because of the delicate beauty next to him. Looking back, I saw Long Lingyun, that peach blossom face had turned into a gorgeous sunset.

At this time, what Long Lingyun was thinking was the same as his own, right? Thinking of this, Zhao Jianhui's arm around Long Lingyun's waist hugged her tighter. She could feel the trembling of Long Lingyun's body more clearly, which showed that the beauty was not at peace either.

However, this sweet mood did not last long for Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun. They turned around the hill and saw a man in his 40s standing at the corner in front. Seeing Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun approaching, the man immediately smiled. Seeing him, Zhao Jianhui's face darkened.

"I'm sorry to disturb you two. I wonder if Mr. Zhao and Miss Long can sit down for a while?" Today, Yuan Ye can be said to have lowered his posture, and the smile on his face is very sincere.

But Zhao Jianhui didn't intend to give him face.

"Haha, who do I think it is? It turns out to be Boss Yuan who created such a huge battle?" As he spoke, Zhao Jianhui's tone suddenly turned cold: "You sent someone to follow us?"

Not long after he and Long Lingyun arrived at the zoo, Yuan Ye came to find them. There were elaborate arrangements along the route. If it was a chance encounter, it would be a disaster.

In Zhao Jianhui's eyes, he didn't think that the young people on the roadside just now were just spectators visiting the park. Obviously, these people are Yuan Ye's subordinates.

"Ahem..." Hearing Zhao Jianhui's questioning, Yuan Ye smiled bitterly: "I'm sorry for disturbing the two of you. I admit that I asked people to pay attention to your movements at all times, but I don't have any ill intentions. Please forgive me, Mr. Zhao. I prepared some good tea in the woods in front, and asked Mr. Zhao and Miss Long to give me some compliments."

This man is really a character, and he dares to admit frankly what he has done. There was nothing Yuan Ye could do. Commander Jiang sealed the door and arrested people, which greatly damaged Yuan Ye's prestige on the road. Boss Yuan has no prestige in this matter, and the other factions who were originally afraid of Yuan Ye are gloating about the misfortune, and there are signs that they are ready to make a move.

Yuan Ye really had no other choice. Thinking of the old saying that the person who tied the bell must tie the bell to untie it, he could only shamelessly approach Zhao Jianhui. Although there was this conflict between him and Zhao Jianhui, it was all caused by Luo Bingwen. Yuan Ye did not think that he had any irreconcilable conflict with Zhao Jianhui. Isn't there that saying, "There are no eternal enemies, only eternal interests."

As long as he is sincere enough, Yuan Ye doesn't think he can't impress a little security guard.

Regarding his words, Zhao Jianhui had to agree with his words from the bottom of his heart. He said in his heart that now your lotus garden has been sealed, and more than twenty of your men have been arrested by Commander Jiang. They still don't know whether they are dead or alive. I know what you want from me. Now even if I give you the courage, you don’t dare to do anything to me. You are here to beg me.

But, can I let you go just because you come to beg me? Don't say that I don't have the ability to unblock Furong Garden. Even if I did, I wouldn't give you this face. Are we familiar with each other?

Apart from hatred, there seems to be no friendship at all between us, right?

"Boss Yuan, can I assume that this is the Hongmen Banquet you hosted? That cup of tea isn't that delicious, is it?" Zhao Jianhui sneered and said lightly: "I still have something to do. If you have anything to say, just say it here. ”

"This..." Yuan Ye now knew that Zhao Jianhui had no intention of giving him this face.

However, before he finished speaking, another person came out from behind Zhao Jianhui. This man looks to be in his fifties or sixties. He is wearing a white double-breasted coat, white loose cotton trousers, and a pair of black round-top cloth shoes. He is holding a cattail leaf fan in his hand. He seems to be walking slowly but actually very fast, swaying. Come over.

Zhao Jianhui turned around and looked back at the short gap. He had already walked to the side of Zhao Jianhui and Long Lingyun. "Young man, please let me go over. What are you standing here talking about on this hot day?" As he spoke, he shook the cattail leaf fan in his hand several times.

Zhao Jianhui stretched out his hand to pull Long Lingyun and took three steps back. Long Lingyun's back was almost pressed against the rock behind. "Hey, what are you doing? I..."

Before Long Lingyun finished speaking, Zhao Jianhui's body had already begun to move. Zhao Jianhui took a step forward with his right foot, his body sank slightly, his right hand and left hand separated and closed in front of his chest, as if drawing a circle...

His movements were slow and gentle. But the old man waving the palm-leaf fan took a step back with a solemn face, staring at Zhao Jianhui's face in surprise, revealing a strange expression.

Zhao Jianhui leaned forward, his hands clasped together like a full moon, and his arms stretched out.

His hands pushed out slowly, as if he was pushing a mountain. The old man held the palm-leaf fan horizontally in front of his chest, his legs spread out like a mountain, holding the palm-leaf fan with both hands and clenching his teeth, his face looked even more solemn.

Yuan Ye and Long Lingyun, who were standing next to them, were two or three meters away, but they still felt the air oppression, as if their whole bodies were tightly grasped by a big hand.

Suddenly, the two people exhaled and spoke at the same time, Zhao Jianhui's arms flipped violently, and a pair of palms pushed out, the palm-leaf fan in the hands of the old man opposite burst with a puff, and the man took a step back immediately, and his face, which was originally white and rosy, turned eggplant color.

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