He can’t help but think the worst.”

"travel?"

Lei Yaoyang changed his posture, sat on his seat, shook his head and said:

"Of course not! I don't have time to travel around. I went to Macau just to participate in a competition."

"Competition, no wonder."

Bengyaju beat Lei Yaoyang carefully again, thinking he wanted to get through:

"You must be participating in a music competition, right? Judging from your temperament, is he a conductor?"

"Hahaha……!"

Lei Yaoyang smiled but did not answer, and said:

"Okay, you'll know when the time comes."

"Don't worry, I didn't go to Macau to do anything illegal and I won't incriminate you. Please, I just want to see you pleasing to the eye, it's as simple as that."

With these words, Lei Yaoyang pointed out Beng Yaju's worries, which made Beng Yaju a little embarrassed and could only cover it up with laughter.

"Haha... You are joking. With your temperament, how could you possibly do something illegal? Since you are willing to hire me as a tour guide, I will be your tour guide."

Bengyaju began to enter the state and said politely:

"Sir, is there anything you want to play in your heart? You can tell me now and I will make arrangements for you."

"I'll tell you if I need it!"

In this way, the two of them chatted casually, and the passenger ship slowly arrived at its destination.

On an ordinary passenger ship ride, Lei Yaoyang was originally alone, but when he got off the ship, he was already accompanied by six followers.

The leader, Beng Yaju, looked respectful and polite as he led his sponsor.

"Sir, this is Macau. After exiting the exit, should we go straight to the casino, or should we settle in first?"

A group of people walked out of the gate. Beng Yaju was talking. When he glanced, he couldn't move his eyes away. He saw a Rolls-Royce luxury presidential car parked not far outside the gate, and he was following behind the car.

Five Mercedes-Benz cars were lined up in a row, and they looked impressive.

A group of men wearing black suits and sunglasses stood neatly with their hands folded in front of them, as if waiting for someone.

"Aju, what are you looking at?"

Of course, Lei Yaoyang also saw Che Yi, especially a familiar figure, and couldn't help but ask.

Ya looked very careful and mysteriously lowered his voice and said:

"Sir, that's the He family. In Macau, only the He family dares to show off like this."

"Sir, you are so lucky. I have been living in Macau for 20 years. Except for the last time I celebrated the birthday of a new tycoon, I have never seen such a big battle. I saw it right after I arrived in Macau."

Bengyaju’s younger brothers were also out-of-the-box people. They talked one after another with envy on their faces:

"Hey, it would be great if one day we could be like the people of the He family. Look at the suits they wear, they are all brand-name suits. They are so intimidating!"

"Famous brand suits are nothing. The Rolls-Royce luxury presidential car is a global limited edition and is said to be worth 40 million. Just those Mercedes-Benzes, each one is no less than 5 million."

"I don't want to use an RV anymore. It's worth it to be able to ride in one of those Mercedes Benz's in this life!"

Just as everyone was talking, the door of the luxury car was opened and a beautiful woman wearing a small black suit stepped out.

Seeing that woman, Bengyaju and his gang became even more excited.

Especially Beng Yaju, who performed his job as a tour guide very conscientiously and said excitedly:

"Sir, did you see that lady? She is Miss He, the daughter of He Xin from Macau."

"I know!"

Lei Yaoyang smiled slightly and said:

"Let's go, let's go there"

"past?"

When Bengya heard this, he quickly emphasized:

"No, sir, Miss He is not an ordinary woman, it is not that easy..."

Undoubtedly, Beng Yaju thought that Lei Yaoyang was going to pick up girls, and he was frightened. In his opinion, going to Miss He to pick up girls was just looking for excitement!

Miss He is in a good mood, so she might just let the bodyguards stop her.

If you are in a bad mood, you may get beaten, or even yelled at to get out of Macau.

And just as Beng Yaju was speaking, Miss He, with a bright smile and more than a dozen bodyguards in black suits, had already greeted her.

"Master, you are finally here!"

The words were clear and beautiful, and there was excitement in them. Miss He didn't care about the others and stepped forward to hug Lei Yaoyang.

"kindness?"

Lei Yaoyang was stunned by Miss He's enthusiasm, then smiled, patted Miss He's back and said:

"What? You've been under a lot of pressure lately?"

"Master, it will be fine if you come."

Miss He's heart warmed, but she didn't answer. After letting go of Lei Yaoyang, she looked at it carefully.

As she said that, Miss He looked back, her face changed instantly, and she said solemnly:

"You haven't called anyone yet!"

"Master Lei!"

Hearing this, all the He family members bowed in unison and shocked the surrounding passengers.

Bengya Juya and the others were dumbfounded.

Who the hell is this person, Mr. Lei?

I and others have never heard of this name in the twenty years they have been living in Australia.

He is still Miss He's master. Holy shit, is he some kind of hidden master?

Miss He greeted Lei Yaoyang. Lei Yaoyang, who had always been relatively low-key, also gave her disciple a lot of face. She did not refuse, but just smiled and said:

"With such a high profile, aren't you afraid that the big tree will attract the wind?"

"When I greet my master, even if everyone from the Macau gambling community is summoned to attend, it's still not a high-profile event."

Miss He stood on the land of Macau, confident and unabashedly confident.

"Oh!"

Lei Yaoyang chuckled lightly and said:

"Okay, then I will let you make arrangements today."

"Master, please!"

Miss He happily raised her hands and looked like "the host welcomes guests". Lei Yaoyang strode towards the Rolls-Royce. However, after walking a few steps, something suddenly occurred to her and she turned around to say hello:

"Aju, follow me!"

"...Yes, Lei...Master Lei!"

Only then did Bengyaju and his gang wake up, knowing that they and others were lucky. Their faces flushed with excitement and they hurriedly followed Lei Yaoyang.

"Master, who are they?"

Miss He took a look and found that she did not know Lei Yaoyang and was not a close confidant of Lei Yaoyang, so she did not ask.

"The tour guide I specially hired is you Macau people."

Lei Yaoyang replied casually.

"Tour guide?"

Miss He was stunned and quickly said:

"Master, there is no need to hire a tour guide. I will accompany you these days. Macau is my territory and I know it very well. No matter where you want to go, I will personally arrange it for you."

"No need to arrange anything. I heard that you will represent Macau in the World Gambling God Competition this time. If you sharpen your guns before the battle, it will be useless if you are not happy. You should practice hard these days and strive to be in the best condition to compete. As for me, myself

You can go shopping wherever you want, no need to accompany you."

Lei Yaoyang waved his hand and lectured sternly.

"Master, no..."

What else did Miss He want to say? Lei Yaoyang straightened his face and affirmed:

"Listen to me!"

"Okay, I'll practice."

Miss He was actually quite afraid of Lei Yaoyang, or rather respected her, so she said:
To be continued...