Chapter 938: The Looting of Logistics!

After ordering the wine and food, Chu Jiang's eyes looked at the door of the lobby, as if he was waiting for someone.

Leng Yuehan said: "That young man's feet are not fast, but I am afraid that he is not so fast, and if he comes, he may not come to eat with us." ”

Chu Jiang invited him to get in the car just now, but he didn't appreciate it, how could he have dinner at the same table with Chu Jiang at this moment. Of course, Chu Jiang understood this truth, he just habitually looked at the door, as if he wanted to take another look at the strange young man.

"I don't think he can't walk fast, it's just that he doesn't want to waste his energy. Like a wolf in the snow, if there is no prey in front of it and no pursuers behind it, it will not go fast, because it feels that it is a pity to spend its strength on walking. Chu Jiang smiled.

"But the boy was not a wolf. Leng Yuehan sneered, smiling like a flower, she thought Chu Jiang's metaphor was quite interesting.

Regardless of her identity and purpose, she has been with Chu Jiang for so long, and she is indeed very happy, and she keeps warning herself not to fall in love with the man in front of her.

"Really?" Chu Jiang replied lightly, looking around intentionally or unintentionally.

At a table not far away, there were six people sitting, and from the work clothes, you could know that they were all dart masters, and one of the leaders was a young man with a purple face, about thirty years old, with a knife in front of his dining table.

The few others with bulging waists should all be carrying thermal weapons.

Just like the company that specializes in escorting cash to banks, these people, with hot weapons, have legal documents.

As for carrying a knife, I don't know if I have legal documents.

Even if you have legal documents, you don't have to be so public, just put the knife in a box or wrap it with cloth, what if you put the knife on the table in a grand manner and accidentally hurt the waiter.

In fact, as soon as he entered the door, Chu Jiang recognized this purple-faced young man, because three years ago, the major heads of martial arts had brought a group of disciples to the special forces to learn, and the purple-faced young man was the disciple of Yue Bufan, the head of Huashan.

And Chu Jiang also knew that this purple-faced young man was called Qian Lei, and he had a nickname called "Wind Knife", because he practiced the thirty-six styles of Huashan Quick Knife.

As for whether Qian Lei still remembers Chu Jiang, Chu Jiang doesn't know.

Unexpectedly, this Huashan disciple has started to do logistics, maybe the rules of Huashan have changed, or maybe he has left Huashan.

There is only one thing that makes Chu Jiang wonder, why is he still alive with the skills and character of "Wind Knife" Qian Lei in this business.

Three years ago, Chu Jiang taught him a lesson that he would not die if he did not die.

The others didn't drink, only he drank, maybe the company's system is a bit relaxed for martial arts masters, because for some martial arts masters, the amount of alcohol is sometimes proportional to the force value.

If you recruit martial arts masters, you can't drink at work, and no master will apply, and even if you go, you will leave within a few days of work.

From a certain point of view, martial arts and wine have such a close relationship.

But the wine and food did not stop Qian Lei's mouth, and after drinking a few glasses, Qian Lei was arrogant and laughed loudly: "You guys, do you remember the Taihang Four Tigers you met at the foot of Taihang Mountain?"

One of them said: "Of course I remember, that time the Taihang Four Tigers just took a few moves under Lei Ye, and then they all knelt on the ground and begged for mercy, what are the four tigers there, they are simply four cats, or sick cats!"

The other said: "Although a few of us have guys, but if we really meet a master, at the critical moment, we still have to rely on Lei Ye!"

Another said: "If the wheel knife method is fast, who else in the world can there be except Lei Ye!"

The three guys had a very loud voice, lest others not hear them, and they also advertised for the company while making sycophants.

Hearing Qian Lei raise his glass and laugh, but his laughter suddenly stopped, and he saw that the heavy curtain at the entrance of the lobby was suddenly swept up by a gust of wind.

A figure was blown in by the wind like snowflakes.

Everyone looked at him, and this person was wearing a white cloak and a wide-brimmed hat on his head, although everyone could not see his face, but they were all attracted by his strange dress.

If you lose such a dress on the street, you will definitely be called crazy.

But at this moment, everyone was shocked by the figure and momentum of this strange man, and no one dared to think that he was crazy.

Only Chu Jiang didn't look at this hatholder, because Chu Jiang's eyes kept looking out of the door, and at the moment when the door curtain was blown just now, he saw the lonely young man.

The lonely boy stood outside the door, as if he was very nostalgic for the warmth and food inside, and seemed to be a little afraid of the noise inside, so he did not come in or leave, like a lonely wolf, and stood there.

Chu Jiang sighed lightly, and then turned his gaze to this hat-hatter.

At this time, the hatper IKEA slowly took off the hat, revealing a withered yellow and ugly face, his ears were small, but his nose was so large that it occupied almost a third of the face, and he squeezed his eyes next to the ears.

His gaze was vicious and sharp, like the eyes of a rattlesnake.

Then he slowly took off his cloak, revealing a dark tight suit inside, his body was also like a poisonous snake, slender, tough, squirming at all times, and it looked sticky and damp, and he was scared and disgusted to see.

He walked up to Qian Lei and stared at Qian Lei, his eyes were like two oil-soaked brushes, brushing back and forth on Qian Lei's body.

Qian Lei could only stand up and reluctantly smiled: "Please forgive me for being clumsy, Your Excellency's surname?"

As soon as he opened his mouth, he was in Xia and His Excellency, which seemed polite, but in fact, it also showed his identity as a martial arts person.

The ugly man like a snake didn't know what to answer Qian Lei, so he just asked coldly, "Are you Qian Lei of the Wind Knife?"

His voice was sharp, rapid, and seemed to tremble, like the sound of a rattlesnake, and the hairs stood on end.

"No...... Dare. Qian Lei's voice also trembled.

"Just you, also worthy of the Wind Blade?" the swarthy human snake man sneered.

After finishing speaking, his figure flickered, and the afterimage passed by, and several people sitting next to Qian Lei wearing hot weapons had already hit the acupuncture points, and could only sit there motionless, staring dryly.

Then, the black snake man's hand shook, and suddenly there was a pitch-black and slender soft sword in his palm, and then he shook it again in the wind, and the soft sword pointed directly at Qian Lei, and said word by word: "Leave the bag of things you want to send to Haishi, and spare your life!"

Seeing this, Leng Yuehan looked at Chu Jiang with a pair of beautiful eyes, as if to say to Chu Jiang, you really guessed it, there is really a good show to watch in the place where the dart master logistics stops.

It's a dart!

No, it should be said that the logistics have been robbed!