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1786. Chapter One Thousand Seven Hundred and Eighty Six Questions

About seven or eight minutes later, a middle -aged man with a strong body and blushing appeared in front of Lin Zhong.

He was wearing a high -end suit, a well -known and expensive watch and ring. His leather shoes were brightened, and his hair was meticulous.

However, in the middle -aged man's body, the magnificent and bloody fluctuations emit a strong blood fluctuations, such as fire like a furnace, surging.

The rumors are really true.

The owner behind Yulouyuan is indeed a master of Hua Jin.

However, the martial arts master who was high in the eyes of ordinary people was at this moment, but he was shy, trembling, and even dare not breathe in the atmosphere.

"Baolin sent Wang Jiahao, meet the Lord Lin League!"

He hugged his fists in both hands and reached the ground.

Lin Yin looked at the middle -aged man named Wang Jiahao with a cold gaze, and did not speak immediately.

Wang Jiahao became more and more panicked. In just a few seconds of effort, the back was soaked by cold sweat.

"Damn Gong Yuanlong, Lao Tzu is miserable by you!"

He yelled in his heart.

All of this, starting from a few days ago.

At that time, Gong Yuanlong took the initiative to meet Wang Jiahao and proposed to set up a banquet in Yulou Garden to entertain Lin Zhong. Wang Jiahao believed that this was a good opportunity for the two major masters to settle, so he did not hesitate to agree.

Who would have thought that setting a banquet is false, and ambush is true.

When receiving the news from Zhang Xiaomei, Wang Jiahao was like a five -thunder.

Seeing pity, he and Gong Yuanlong are really not a group.

The first reaction of Wang Jiahao was to call Qi Changlin, head of the Baolin faction, but only the four words of Lengbing only: solve it by yourself.

When he touched the wall over the head, Wang Jiahao thought about it, and finally gave up his plan to escape. He hurried to Yulouyuan and was ready to explain to Lin Zhong.

However, Lin Zhong's indifferent attitude made Wang Jiahao halfway up.

"Lord Lin Meng, that ... I swear at heaven, I don't know what Gong Yuanlong does. If you don't believe it, you can send someone to investigate, I will support your hands."

Wang Jiahao said hard: "In addition, Yulou Garden has become like this, we also have responsibility, so compensation is not necessary, otherwise I am uneasy."

Lin Zhong still said nothing, as if he hadn't heard Wang Jiahao's words.

As time passed, Wang Jiahao's heart was getting greater and greater, and his waist was getting lower and lower.

His forehead exuded densely sweaty beads, but he didn't dare to raise his hand to wipe it.

I don't know how long, Lin Chong's peaceless voice finally sounded, listening to Wang Jiahao's ears like a Teana: "Mr. Wang is a Baolin school?"

"Right Right."

Wang Jiahao nodded like a garlic, and said with a stack: "I am the elder of the Baolin faction.

"So, is Yulouyuan related to Baolin School?"

"Ah? No, no no."

Wang Jiahao first shook his head, shaking his head decisively, shaking his head like a wave of waves: "Yulouyuan is my private industry, and it has nothing to do with the martial arts."

"Gong Yuanlong's conspiracy, Mr. Wang really doesn't know?"

"I really don't know it!"

Wang Jiahao cherished the railway, and he was unbelievable, and three fingers were erected: "If there is a half -sentence, let me fight thunder, so I must not die!"

Lin Chong stared at Wang Jiahao, and swear at his gambling curse.

The heavy pressure made Wang Jiahao almost breathless.

He never thought that as a master of martial arts, he would be so fragile, and it was no different from those ordinary people.

Just when Wang Jiahao was about to lose his hold, Lin Zhong just said calmly: "Whether you lied or not, I will send someone to investigate. However, before that, I have some questions to ask you."

"Leader Lin, please feel free to ask, and I promise to tell you everything you know!"

Wang Jiahao breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that he had passed the test for the time being, and quickly expressed his attitude.

Lin Zhong thought for a moment and decided not to beat around the bush with Wang Jiahao and asked straight to the point: "Did Gong Yuanlong always live in Yulouyuan during his stay in Beijing?"

"Yes...yes."

Wang Jiahao clicked his tongue: "Not only Gong Yuanlong, but also many colleagues in the martial arts world also live here, because Yulouyuan was originally built for this purpose. Regardless of the environment, service and atmosphere, it is very suitable for martial artists, and

There are also special martial arts arenas and training rooms in the garden..."

"Who has Gong Yuanlong met?"

Lin Zhong interrupted Wang Jiahao's endless nonsense.

"Due to Gong Yuanlong's special status, when he receives guests, the front desk does not register them." Wang Jiahao stiffened, secretly observing Lin Zhong's expression, and said cautiously.

The strong already have privileges, so Lin Zhong was not surprised by this.

He nodded, his expression unchanged, and continued to ask: "Is there surveillance in the garden?"

"No...no."

Wang Jiahao shrank his neck and his tone became more cautious: "The reason why Yulouyuan is popular is because of its emphasis on privacy. Perhaps this is the reason why Gong Yuanlong chose Yulouyuan."

"But if I want to know who he's met, there's always a way, right?"

"Your Excellency, Alliance Leader, is wise."

Wang Jiahao flattered him: "There is indeed a way."

"Um?"

"The solution lies with the lobby manager Zhang Xiaomei."

Wang Jiahao smiled apologetically and said, "Although she is an ordinary person, she has a photographic memory. If you want to know which guests Gong Yuanlong has seen, just ask her."

When Lin Zhong heard this, he winked at Fu Xingling, who was standing beside him.

Fu Xingling understood, beckoned a guard to come forward, and gave a few instructions in a low voice.

The guard turned around and left quickly.

Not long after, Zhang Xiaomei, the lobby manager of Yulouyuan, came over with the escort.

Her face was gray, her beauty was pale, and her charm was gone. She was obviously frightened by the previous battles between the great masters, but luckily she was not injured.

As soon as she saw Wang Jiahao, Zhang Xiaomei immediately seemed to have found her backbone and was so aggrieved that she burst into tears.

In the past, Wang Jiahao would definitely comfort the other party with a few words of sympathy, but now he has no such intention at all.

He gave Zhang Xiaomei a stern look, and then said with a straight face: "Manager Zhang, Leader Lin has some questions to ask you, and you must answer them truthfully, understand?"

Zhang Xiaomei was so frightened by Wang Jiahao's eyes that she even forgot to wipe her tears and nodded blankly.

"Who has Gong Yuanlong met during this period?"

Lin Zhong repeated the previous question.

However, Zhang Xiaomei was in a state of confusion at the moment, and was completely helpless, unable to answer at all.

"Yes...I'm sorry, I...I forgot." She stammered.

"It's okay, think about it slowly."

Lin Zhong showed a gentle smile.

Zhang Xiaomei is just an ordinary person. There is no need for him to show off his power in front of the other party. That would be a loss of status.

After hearing Lin Zhong's words, Zhang Xiaomei's tense heartstrings relaxed slightly, and she lowered her head and thought seriously.
Chapter completed!
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