I heard that you are the number one assassin in Tiandu

"Bang".

I don't know if it's a tank or a city bus coming from outside, or something else, a huge force makes the heavy double-leaf compartment door slam open.

A few people came in, the two in front of them were even bigger than Xiang Ling's bodyguards, and the leader greeted him without looking outside, and stood at the door and looked around: "Emma, ​​you awesome!"

Xiang Ling collected his expression calmly.

He didn't get up and didn't make a sound, just turned the teacup in his hand unfathomably - this is what his father said, no matter where you go, you have to bring ostentation, not only for safety reasons, but also to play a certain role deterrent effect.

He has long been used to the bodyguards outside the door, and he can't feel how powerful they are. Only those who see them for the first time will be shocked.

The visitor continued: "It's more than 30 degrees outside, isn't it hot for you to wear a suit? Admire, admiration!"

Xiang Ling: "..."

In all honesty, he's actually a bit hot.

Especially the section from getting off the car to entering the hotel gate, although it is only a few short steps, but in the humid and hot weather, it really has the power to heat people up, or there is a food processing method called "blank it "Woolen cloth?So he has been secretly forcing himself to calm down.Otherwise what would he wear without a suit?Are they wearing "Flying Immortals" commemorative T-shirts like the two children behind Qiu Zangtian and Yuan Mingyang?

Once people have the impression that "he is still a child", his position in the consortium will be difficult to secure, and his life will be in jeopardy.

Xiang Ling said with a straight face, "...isn't there an air conditioner?"

"It's hot even with the air conditioner, don't you go out?" The man pulled up a stool and sat down, "Oh, you are so fair and tender, you don't go out when you see it, okay. Hey, Jianjian, Is the food ready?"

With such a wink, it must be Qiu Zangtian, which is exactly the same as in the game.Even if the two families formed an alliance later, every time he opened his mouth, he still had an aura that made Xiang Ling want to break the alliance immediately and move forward.

Seeing a few people seated, Xiang Ling took a deep breath, hooked his fingers behind him, and signaled the manager to hand over the tablet for ordering food.

While looking at the menu in Qiu Zangtian, Xiang Ling looked around calmly, and with just one glance, he had a general impression of the four people who entered the door—you know, he learned more than just books from the teacher Knowledge is more about life experience. The teacher often showed him photos of people who had business dealings with his father, so he trained his precise ability to see through people's hearts at a glance.

The one who winks and sees nothing is Qiu Zangtian, he... Forget it, don't look at it, this person has everything written on his face, and he has said everything that is not written on his face.

Sitting on his right is a boy with curly brown hair... Is this year full?

This boy has red lips and white teeth, and looks pretty good. He should be the type that people are easy to like and defenseless, but Xiang Ling finds it unpleasant no matter what he thinks.After thinking about it for a long time, he couldn't figure it out, so he had to take another look. Only after this look did he suddenly understand: this boy is too close to Qiu Zangtian.

The two heads came together to order food, Curly put one hand on Qiu Zangtian's thigh, and the other hand grabbed Qiu Zangtian's arm—what's the relationship between the two?Why did a simple leg-stretching move send chills down his spine and make his hair stand on end?

The table in the private room is a round table with a turntable, and more than one meter to the right of the curly hair is a boy with sickly white smoke gray short hair. Looking at his hair, you can tell that it is not a good family. Otherwise, who would dye such a hair? hair color?

The soot man's eyes wandered around the room inadvertently, his expression seemed disdainful and indescribable - that kind of eyes made Xiang Ling very sensitive, it was an intuition of encountering the same kind, although he didn't meet his eyes, but Xiang Ling could feel that the other party was evaluating the environment and people in the house, and even himself.

Just like he does.

It can be seen that it is a personal essence.

The one sitting on the right hand side of the cigarette ash is Yuan Ren Yang.

Yuan Mingyang and Qiu Zangtian are biological brothers. According to the data, the age difference between the two is more than ten years, but they look quite similar, but he is more than a hundred times taciturn than Qiu Zangtian. He turned his head and hasn't said a word until now.

Yuan Mingyang tapped the table with his finger.

Xiang Ling had developed a strong sense of vigilance since she was a child, and she was keenly aware of what this might be a secret signal.

Once there is a change, the siren on his wrist can call the bodyguards outside the door, downstairs or even in the distance to break in at any time - his team has communicated with the wine barrel before coming, and it is possible within the hotel range if necessary Armed... But he didn't expect that the man with short ash hair who looked the thinnest in the audience responded to the knock on the table.

Yan Ash wiped his hands with a wet towel, and glanced at the distance between the two: "Oh, forget it, the stool is so heavy, I'm too lazy to move it."

Matching the high-end box is the Eight Immortals chair made of Burmese jade. The seat is covered with silk and gold thread cushions, and the backrest has a hollow cross-sea jade carving. The coolness is refreshing. The disadvantage is that it is too heavy.Since the stool surface and the backrest are made of a whole piece of jade, such a chair weighs at least 100 kilograms, and it is very inconvenient to move around, but this also has a certain meaning, indirectly reminding people who eat here that they should sit comfortably. It's okay, don't sway around there, or make some strange movements to lose your identity...

Yuan Mingyang didn't even get up, he just fought with both hands, and even brought the chair to move the soot man to his side.

During this process, the soot man remained calm and was still wiping his hands with a wet towel.

"..." Xiang Ling suddenly understood how the birds in the mountain stream felt when they saw the high-speed train passing by.

After moving, Yuan Mingyang frowned, as if he was dissatisfied that the Eight Immortals chair was made too "simple", so that the seat was too big, and the soot man was still some distance away from him.

Originally, Xiang Ling was still a little hot, but now seeing the four people leaning against each other, he suddenly felt so cold for no reason.It was a chill from the inside out. I didn't know what to call it. I only knew that the loneliness, boredom and grievances of these years came to my throat, and I was eager to try to plot rebellion and change the dynasty.

This person is famous far and wide, and the city is very deep, so Xiang Ling speculates.

Because the soot man was tossing the chopsticks and wine glasses boredly beside him, and he didn't idle for a while. The napkin under the plate accidentally slipped off, Yuan Mingyang's eyes barely moved, and he caught it as soon as he stretched out his hand.

See six directions, listen to all directions.

No wonder he can lead the M Legion to fight across regions, no wonder he can make the M Legion's strength against Qing Cang Iron Cavalry even stronger without connecting to the line.

It's not bad to have such a person as his opponent and alliance partner, Xiang Ling thinks.

This person is worth savoring carefully. If he can understand it, he will definitely learn a lot from it. He needs a quiet environment...but...

Autumn Funeral Day: "Steamed scallops with vermicelli in garlic sauce, prawns in tomato sauce, ten abalones in XO sauce. This stuff is not easy to digest, razor clams with scallion oil, boiled mussels, you can just serve whatever is fresh. By the way, come more oysters." point……"

Xiang Ling: "..."

The hotel manager glanced at Xiang Ling hesitantly, and seemed to be asking silently whether to serve the dishes according to this weird menu, or the pre-ordered menu of the previous Michelin top seafood feast.

What the fuck is this all about?Can I order something from the menu?

Xiang Ling really wanted to throw 200 yuan in his face and kick him to a roadside food stall, but the curly hair next to Qiu Zangtian clapped his hands: "Oysters and oysters, oysters are delicious!"

...Damn it, how come there is a feeling that if you destroy Qiu Zangtian and pretend to be coercive now, it will be unreasonable?

"Go ahead." Xiang Ling compromised.

He originally ordered dishes that he often eats, that is... "Peach Ruan Ruan" likes to eat.These few dishes have accompanied him to countless places, and he has eaten thousands of chefs cooking these dishes. The same recipe, due to different origins of ingredients, different chefs, and subtle differences in seasonings, the taste is also very different. , he occasionally lost his mind for a moment when he ate different flavors, and found that he didn't know which flavor Ruan Ruan liked to eat... Maybe, those are not important now.

Should he let it go?

Should he forget her.

The autumn funeral yelled: "Hey, what do you want to drink?"

The manager switched the tablet to the drinks page and introduced: "There are various freshly squeezed juices, as well as our own special yogurt..."

"I want yogurt!" The soot man raised his hand, "I want to drink yogurt to supplement protein!"

Xiang Ling: "..."

What is it that makes this guy lose protein so much that he rushes to replenish it after a meal?Wouldn't it be what he thought?

There was an embarrassing silence in the room. Yuan Mingyang took the lead, stretched out his hand and squeezed the tablet from the manager's hand, ticked the selection bar and threw it back. With a strange smile on his lips, he looked at the soot man: " I want yogurt."

Xiang Ling: "..."

Maybe I think too much?

No matter whether he thought about it or not, Yuan Mingyang naturally came to his senses. If he couldn't get around the problem just now after thinking about it, he would be in a bad position.Xiang Ling casually arranged the tableware that was not messy on the table, and changed the armrest to lean on.

Qiu Zangtian said to Curly: "Why don't you have some yogurt too! Add protein!"

"..." Xiang Ling couldn't stabilize his elbow under the weight.

Curly: "What are you talking about, I don't want it, I want to drink it yourself."

"All right, all right, how much protein is in yogurt," Qiu Zhantian threw the tablet and whispered without any real effect in the quiet room, "Later I'll peel oysters for you to eat, great tonic, hehehe."

Curly pushed him: "Stop making trouble, you hate it."

Xiang Ling raised his head and looked at the ceiling, wondering if it is possible to hang curtains in this box?Or install a partition?Otherwise, Qiu Zangtian's words are so disgusting, how can he be able to eat?

Holding the tablet, the manager asked, "What do you two want to drink?"

Qiu Zhantian: "Me? I don't need it, I brought it."

Xiang Ling: "..."

What about the barrel?How did the two hundred and five that brought their own drinks get in here?Is there anyone in charge?

Qiu Zangtian took out a leather jug ​​with a steel bottle from his backpack, unscrewed the double-safe lid, and the room was filled with the aroma of wine.He poured a full glass into his own glass and put the glass on the turntable of the round table. Yuan Mingyang on the opposite side also put his empty glass on the turntable tacitly. As the glass turntable turned 180 degrees, the two It happened that the wine glasses were exchanged, and Qiu Zangtian refilled himself.

Xiang Ling felt some small, unspeakable loneliness.

Everyone around him said to him, you are the real dragon emperor, unique, no one can shake your status.But looking at the two brothers in front of him, he suddenly felt that if he also had a brother with such a good relationship, he could bring a group of people to the sky to win him a breath, or know each other without saying a word Xinxin...then who will take the leading position in this consortium, and what difference does it make?

He was only vulnerable for a moment, and then regained his invulnerability and vigilance—he would never drink wine from strangers.

Don’t say that he is a golden branch and a jade leaf, even ordinary people should have such vigilance when meeting netizens. Unless it is food and drinks purchased at random merchants, they must not be taken lightly, such as the jug held in Qiu Zangtian’s hand , even the cowhide pocket is a little worn out, who knows if he has added anything in it?

Seeing Qiu Zangtian cast his eyes on him, Lingjian stretched out his hand to block the mouth of the cup: "I drink red..."

Qiu Zangtian patted himself on the thigh: "Oh, look at me, I forgot about you!"

Xiang Ling: "???"

He has never been "forgotten" in his life!

Qiu Zangtian: "Then what, are you drinking fruit juice or yogurt?"

"..." Xiang Ling was a little confused for a moment who was the master, but this is not the most important thing now, the key is, why is he treated the same as those two children?

Xiang Ling glanced at the wine bottle in his hand.

Qiu Zhantian took the broken bottle behind him: "This? Don't drink this. This is the real product 'Men Dao Donkey' I brought from my hometown. You can pour it after you take a sip. You can't drink this. Really, if you fall down, you won't be a donkey? You can have some juice, don't drink this, you can't drink it, you can't drink it, you can't drink it."

Curly pursed her lips and shook her head slightly at him, as if implying him not to drink.

Xiang Ling's temper came up, and he thought that this place is my people inside and out, if anyone touches me, I can surround the whole island, what else can you do to me?

He pushed the crystal clear crystal goblet forward, and said in a majestic and majestic voice: "Fill it up."