Urban Cultivation: The master who has overcome the tribulation is reborn

Yan Yuqing's words were still lingering in Tan's mouth when she heard two gentle and one heavy knocks on the door.

"Come in." Jiang Ran stretched out his index finger and tapped twice on the table. He waited until the next round of knocks on the door had finished and then indifferently squeezed out a word from between his lips and teeth.

The door was slowly pushed open, and a thin young man with glasses and a gentle appearance wearing a linen trench coat walked in first.

He was not tall and only slightly overshadowed the old man behind him.

As soon as the young man entered the room, his eyes passed over Ah Cheng who was standing, Jiang Ran who was facing the door, and Yan Yuqing who was sitting sideways.

His pupils narrowed when he saw Jiang Ran, and when he saw the figure of the woman in the red dress clearly, his eyes were stunned for several seconds.

After all, he was a businessman who licked blood from his knife edge. The young man quickly calmed down and put on a smile while raising his legs and moving forward.

He walked straight towards Jiang Ran, and stretched out his hands slightly apart, "A distinguished guest has come to the door, and his surname is Zhou. What should I call you?"

Jiang Ran raised his eyes, and there was no light in his eyes, which gave people a feeling of contempt, and he did not hold the two hands that the other party extended.

"Zhou Yuanwei?" His voice was full of certainty.

Seeing the young man sitting on the stool reveal his identity, Zhou Yuanwei showed a little surprise in his eyes at the right time: "I didn't expect that a small person like Zhou would be worthy of your respect and care."

Jiang Ran raised the corner of his mouth and glanced at him with a stern look, "Don't you know me?"

It is true that he has never met Zhou Yuanwei, but Wu Xiaotong would go to a place like this when he was addicted to drugs. His surname was Zhou, so his identity was obvious.

"You should know Wang Shengyuan, right?" He ignored the subtle changes in Zhou Yuanwei's expression and kept poking at him as if he wanted to talk away.

After all, Zhou Yuanwei didn't suppress his inner emotions, or he didn't want to continue to restrain himself now that things had come to this, and his eyes were like hooks, biting the person in front of him.

"Your Excellency, you came to Yaju Tea House today to make a deal with Zhou?"

Wang Shengyuan is a bastard who can run away faster than a rabbit at the slightest sign of trouble. No wonder he is prospering in the fraud business.

Zhou Yuanwei actually has no interest in caring about the other party's ambitions. If it can bring enough benefits, it doesn't hurt to have some ambitions.

But the other party planned to use him as a springboard to contact Liu Jun, which touched his sensitive point.

After coming out from Cao Zhifeng, Zhou Yuanwei originally planned to find a suitable opportunity to become Wang Shengyuan, but in the end, that bastard was like a real person in the world and never showed up at all.

Who would have expected that today at Yaju Teahouse, I would meet this strange young man who I had glimpsed in the anti-drug detachment. Not only would I reveal his identity, but I would also get involved with Wang Shengyuan.

How could he not understand that the other party was not kind.

The old man at the door was really good at observing people's words. Seeing that after the boss finished asking questions, he didn't respond for a long time, causing the atmosphere in the room to suddenly become tense, he hurriedly walked over with the kettle in his hand.

"This young gentleman looks unfamiliar, I don't know what to call him?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he noticed that Zhou Yuanwei's momentum weakened, and he suddenly knew that his boss had no intention of falling out with him.

While asking for the title with a smile, he carried a kettle filled with mineral water and took the tea cup on the table to pour water.

"My surname is Jiang."

Jiang Ran held the tea cup with his two fingers at the same time, turned it upside down on the table with a little force, and covered the bottom of the cup with his palm.

"Don't drink tea, don't drink spring, just drink rootless water without reason."

When the old man heard this, he immediately lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, stepped aside and said nothing.

Zhou Yuanwei's eyes narrowed, and after a while he laughed and said, "Mr. Jiang, I don't know where you heard this nonsense."

"But Zhou needs to remind you that the food in this teahouse is different every month. In other words... your nonsense is out of date."

It would take a stupid person to not change the code words for many years. Moreover, these code words were only a few years ago. Today's Yaju Teahouse no longer uses this outdated trick.

Being able to sit here peacefully and talk to each other is purely due to some intuitive feeling.

He could clearly feel that the other person was not the same person as Cao Zhifeng at all. Not only that, the woman in the red dress sitting next to him also exuded a compelling nobility in her posture and demeanor unconsciously. .

"Outdated?" Jiang Ran raised his eyes and looked at Acheng, who couldn't help but scratch his head, looking slightly embarrassed.

"Okay, Mr. Jiang, you might as well speak up if you have something to say." Zhou Yuanwei observed his expression, and suddenly his expression became serious and he said loudly, "I also believe that you are not an official undercover agent. Talking around in circles is meaningless."

He had no doubts about their identities at all. After all, whether it was Jiang Ran's demeanor and appearance, or the demeanor and grace of the girl in the red dress, being an undercover agent was too eye-catching.

Jiang Ran held the upside-down tea cup with five fingers of his left hand, his eyes dull, until the old man's tilted spout accidentally fell on the table, and a puddle of water the size of a duck's egg slipped from the table, dripping to the ground.

"I want someone from you." He looked at the cup lingering on his fingertips, his tone was calm, he said he wanted, not inquired.

Zhou Yuanwei's heart suddenly felt as if there was phlegm stuck in his throat, and he coughed several times.

"Ahem... Mr. Jiang is such a person. Not to mention one person, ten or hundreds of Zhous also followed the instructions one by one."

Jiang Ran's willow-leaf-like brows stretched, as if he was smiling, "You don't need so much."

"Listen carefully, the person I want is a mother whose surname is Lin. She lives on the 2th floor of Unit 1, Building 18, Shengshi Huating. She is a minor, half-grown child, with a bookish air about her, and her surname is Wu."

"My name is Wu Xiaotong."

Every time he mentioned a key information word, Zhou Yuanwei's face became a little less gentle and a little more gloomy.

When Jiang Ran finished speaking, his gloomy expression returned to normal, and he didn't speak for a while.

Jiang Ran didn't push him, and let the other person's thoughts fly.

About 20 seconds later, Jiang Ran's hand that turned the tea cup paused slightly, and then he asked with an indifferent expression: "It seems that the person is not in your hands?"

Zhou Yuanwei was worried about time, and suddenly stood up with his hands on the table, with a clear smile in his eyes: "Wu Xiaotong, right? What's the point if it's in my hands or not?"

"Viagra!" The thumping footsteps outside the door became one, and accompanied by a rough roar, more than ten people poured into the house.

"Which blind person dares to cause trouble on my and your territory? Are you tired of living?"

A group of people blocked the door of the box, which gave people a strong oppressive force. Even if the lights were on in the room, it still looked inexplicably gloomy.

The man who spoke had thick eyebrows, dark eyebrows, an upturned nose, thick lips and a short chin, and his tendons were extremely obvious under the tight shorts vest.

Before he finished speaking, he had already taken a look at the scene in the room, ignoring Ah Cheng and Jiang Ran, and looking straight at Yan Yuqing, who was sitting sideways with a paper umbrella across her thighs.

"Where did you come from, a slut, wearing such a gorgeous dress? I haven't played with fairies in Hanfu yet, so I'm going to do it today."

"Agou, don't keep thinking about playing. Remember to clean up from beginning to end." Zhou Yuanwei raised his arm and looked at his watch before retreating to Agou.

"Be careful, pour the burnt residue into the concrete, and no one will be able to detect it." Agou put his hand in his crotch and brought it to his nose. He looked at the woman in the red dress and smelled it with a lewd smile. .

There was frost on Yan Yuqing's brows and corners of her eyes, and her trembling shoulders showed that her mood was not so stable.

Jiang Ran looked up casually, without counting the number of people who came, and suddenly looked at Zhou Yuanwei with emotion.

"The name of this private room is well chosen, and it fits the occasion."

"Autumn rain pear blossom."

"It's so sad."