Chapter 1801 Who is the Yellow Bird

Ye Haoqing has been very annoyed these two days. For some reason, after seeing Zhao Heng in Wutai Mountain, he felt like an ant on a hot pan, with invisible flames burning all over his body. He didn't like anyone else, and two guards were already punished by him for a small mistake.

Although Nan Changshou repeatedly comforted him that he was fine and pointed out that Zhao Heng had no evidence to relieve him, Ye Haoqing always found it difficult to have a good sleep. Zhao Heng's attitude made him feel that the storm was coming and the wind was everywhere, and the blood in Tangjiazhuang made him worry about his future. After all, Zhao Heng's revenge was too cruel.

Ye Haoqing did not think that Nan Changshou could protect himself. Although the Southern Clan grew stronger with the decline of several major factions, every member of the Southern Clan knew that the real development of the Southern Clan was the princely party headed by Nan Nian Buddha, and the old ministers had almost no major changes.

What worries Ye Haoqing the most is that chanting Buddha's name in the south is different from Nan Changshou's concepts and decisions. Therefore, although the Southern Sect is still the Southern Sect, it is no longer the same as before. Therefore, Ye Haoqing does not think that Nan Changshou can protect him. The Zhao family is too strong.

This is not only something he can see, but also the Japanese can judge.

On the morning of meeting Zhao Heng, Ye Haoqing met with Japanese and South Koreans one after another, following the order of Nan Changshou to give up the interests and seek cooperation. However, the other party was no longer as happy as the foreign guest hotel incident, and hesitantly asked to go back to meet his master before replying, which made Ye Haoqing quite depressed.

Ten hours have passed, and there is no news for the Japanese and South Koreans to come back yet. Could it be that an accident occurred on the road? Or the master behind him weighs the pros and cons, and the things are not going well? What I am most worried about and dare not think about is that the two parties refuse his cooperation.

Too many possibilities and too many troubles made Ye Haoqing unable to sleep at all. From a distance, Huazhou was about to set off a storm, but he was not ready for manpower. How could he explain to Nan Changshou in the future? If Nan Changshou is not satisfied, how could he, Ye Haoqing, wash his hands with this golden basin?

Ye Haoqing had too many thoughts, but there were too many obstacles to block it, which made him extremely confused. He was in a state of not having the mood to eat two consecutive meals, but he didn't want to reveal his anxiety and too much in front of his hands, so he dragged the road to the monk's room regardless of whether it was early or late.

He threw Lu Chenxi's limbs into a large shape at the head of the bed. In order to avoid the sound, he blocked her underwear on her mouth, and then pulled off her clothes and pressed them over to vent the vigorous black anxiety in his heart. Lu Chenxi seemed to have been accustomed to his behavior, frowned slightly but did not resist.

Then her expression became numb.

Ye Haoqing seemed to be used to Lu Chenxi's dead fish-like behavior. He whispered and started his piston movement. He lost his usual compassion for the woman who got the hand, and would not care about everything like Hua Hai at that time. Anyway, as he was, he would not lack women's service.

I don’t know how many times he ejaculated or how many times he drank strong wine, Ye Haoqing himself couldn’t remember it. After every ejaculation, he would take out his underwear from Lu Chenxi’s mouth and let her use her mouth to rejuvenate his life force. Then he used a towel to block Lu Chenxi’s mouth.

It repeats itself, venting the desires in my heart.

Lu Chenxi's cheeks were red, but her eyes were stiff and cold. She was a victim of the wealthy family by her mother. She had been used to being obedient these days, so she silently endured Ye Haoqing's destruction, her palms were cold, her feet were cold, and her heart was also cold.

Only when he thought of that person and that name would Lu Chenxi's mouth slightly touch, and a touch of indescribable warmth appeared. This scene happened to fall into Ye Haoqing's eyes. He roared and cursed: "Bitch, did you think of Zhao Heng? I'll do you!*!*!!"

Ye Haoqing's eyes were radiating and thick air, his face was red and filled with anger. Then he raised Lu Chenxi's left leg and started to make the final sprint. At the same time, he slapped her thigh vigorously, thereby increasing the pain in the woman's body to tighten her lower body and increasing the pleasure he felt when sprinting.

"Mr. Ye!"

Just as Ye Haoqing was about to release all his essence, the door was suddenly knocked continuously, and with a sense of urging anxiety, Ye Haoqing's heart was slightly excited, and his emotions were destroyed in an instant. He angrily withdrew from Lu Chenxi and pulled a towel to wrap his body.

Then, he walked to the door with anger, opened a gap and roared at his subordinates: "What's the matter?" Ye Haoqing couldn't help but be angry. None of the things he wanted to accomplish these days were successful, and even the three hundred rounds of battle with Lu Chenxi was destroyed by his subordinates.

"The Japanese princelings and the Seven Stars Gang are here!"

Just as Ye Haoqing was about to get angry, the Ye guard who took a step back quickly said, Ye Haoqing's anger disappeared in an instant, and a light rose from his eyes. Then he grabbed the clothes next to him and put them on: "Come? Where? Take me over to see them quickly."

His subordinates hurriedly replied, "It's in the Heavenly King's Palace! They are burning incense." Ye Haoqing, who was wearing clothes, heard this and walked out of the room and left in a hurry. Thirty years ago, Hexi in thirty years, Hexi was not the same as before, but the other party came to see him respectfully, so how could he have to pass by like this?

In the room, Lu Chenxi sat upright and put on her clothes regardless of the pain.

"The old man is going to stay in Huazhou for two days."

The misty rain was hazy and the temperature dropped a lot. Zhao Heng, who had just finished a meeting at Xishi Group, leaned against the seat of the car, rubbed his hands and turned off his earplugs and smiled bitterly: "It seems that the two of them had a good relationship before, otherwise, there would be no two days to get together? But I hope they can get along safely."

Zhao Heng had long known from Yu Xuanji that the two had an emotional history when they were young, and they were worried that when they were together, they would be hurt by the harmony. Although Zhao Heng had no good feelings for Old Lady Jin, he still hoped that his grandfather could have a perfect party with her.

Simon Qing, who was sitting next to Zhao Heng, held a bag of sesame cakes, and bit one like he would never be full: "Brother Heng, you don't have to worry about this. Mr. Zhao is a god-like figure, so how could he both care about the little old lady? So even if there is a conflict, they can't argue."

Zhao Heng smiled when he heard this: "Something makes sense!"

"Ga!"

At this moment, the convoy moving forward suddenly stopped. Ximen Qing immediately knew that something was wrong. When the fat fingers opened the image in front of him, he turned on the intercom. Soon the voice of the Xi's bodyguard came: "Young Master, Xi Shao, there are three men in black in front, dragging a woman away."

The drizzle outside was drizzling and there were no pedestrians and vehicles coming and going on the street. There were only the Xi'an Convoy and a few far away shadows. Ximen Qing snorted coldly when he heard this: "I'm afraid that someone is a petty guy, so don't chase him, so as not to fall into the trap."

Ximen Qing has been very experienced in handling this kind of thing, and his tone is chilling: "But someone locks their whereabouts and footholds through cameras, and then transfers two military helicopters to bombard it directly! Now he still wants to play ambush on us, and these killers are of low quality."

"clear!"

A Western-style bodyguard replied clearly, but hesitated for a moment before sending the order, and finally said with a tough bullet: "Young Master, Youth Master, I just met the woman on the headlight. Female, Young Master Heng knew him, the woman who was robbed in Wutai Mountain yesterday."

Zhao Heng was slightly stunned: "Lu Chenxi?" He was surprised after getting confirmation from the Western bodyguard. He didn't expect to meet Lu Chenxi again today, and the latter seemed to be in trouble, but she should be with Ye Haoqing? Could it be that something unexpected happened? Zhao Heng issued an order:

"Little laugh, bring the woman back!"

As this was said, a figure swayed and disappeared from the darkness. Five minutes later, Xiao Xiao held the bloody battle knife in his right hand that was difficult to clean even if the rain was water. His left hand was as stable as Taishan, carrying a woman in white clothes. He wiped the battle knife on the latter two times and threw her in front of Zhao Heng.

Zhao Heng gathered his eyes and saw that it was Lu Chenxi!

"Zhao, Zhao Heng,,"

Lu Chenxi, who narrowed his eyes and trembled all over his body, recognized that the person in front of him was Zhao Heng, and his face became relieved and his eyes were clearer. When Zhao Heng held her hand, she coughed and spit out a mouthful of blood: "Zhao Heng, Ye Haoqing and the others are going to kill Hua Hero, Hua Hero is here,"

Before he finished speaking, Lu Chenxi fainted from qi and blood.
Chapter completed!