This young man who wanted to assassinate Nangong Chu's woman picked up a life like this? Nangong Chu would let him go so easily?

Nangong Chu hugged Zhao Xueqi, who was surprised, a subtle chuckle flashed on his face, and walked into their destination, a high-end restaurant, or rather, a restaurant.

Zhao Xueqi seems to be very familiar with this place, so it can be seen that she frequents this restaurant.

After finding a place to sit down, Nangong Chu looked around, this restaurant is not big, although it is only eight or nine o'clock in the morning, but there are people coming and going. In the hall of four or five hundred square meters, hundreds of elegant dining tables are carefully arranged.

There are three or four seats around the dining table, and between the dining tables are separate spaces separated by screens. The layout of the restaurant is quite antique.

Most of the tables were already full of customers, and only the sparse seven or eight tables were empty. This restaurant is very lively!

"Sir, miss, what would I like to eat? A tall waitress came to Nangong Chu's side and said with a smile.

Zhao Xueqi looked at Nangong Chu.

"Hmm, you have an idea!" Nangong Chu has never been particular about eating.

Zhao Xueqi then said: "As usual, let's have a pot of field chicken and yellow eel porridge!" She didn't take the menu handed over by the restaurant waiter, and said directly to the waitress who looked quite thin.

"Okay, please wait!We'll prepare it for you right away!" The waitress's service attitude, there was nothing to say, Nangong Chu also learned from ordinary people and became a god.

The customer is God!

After seeing the waitress walking away, Zhao Xueqi finally couldn't help but be curious, and asked, "Why did you let go of that person just now?" In her opinion, Nangong Chu is not a soft-hearted person.

Zhao Xueqi knew that the world where Nangong Chu was located was many times crueler than the business world. Even in the business world, it is a battlefield without gunpowder!

To be merciful to one's enemies is to be cruel to oneself.

Nangong Chu smiled, picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, and then said slowly: "At this time, that person just now should go to the king of Yama to report to him!"

When Zhao Xueqi heard this, she couldn't help but gasp. Although she knew that Nangong Chu would never let go of that killer so easily, she never expected that Nangong Chu had already sentenced that killer to death in a light breeze.

"Could it be that palm?" Recalling the scene just now, Nangong Chu's action immediately appeared clearly in Zhao Xueqi's mind.

At this time, on a street telephone booth three or four hundred meters away from this restaurant, the young man wearing a peaked cap was making a phone call.

"Brother Hong, the mission has failed. The young man remembered the brief scene just now, his heart was still pounding in his chest, and his underwear was soaked with cold sweat.

"What? You can't even be a woman? Now you're $$.1!6!-n

Don't come back, if we're followed, we're going to finish the game. There was an unexpected exclamation on the other end of the phone, and then a cautious command.

"I know what to do, Brother Hong, don't worry. The young man in the cap said in a low voice. At this time, a middle-aged man behind him was waiting to make a phone call.

The young man then said a few more words and then hung up. Just as he was about to come out of the phone booth, he suddenly felt a heat under his nose, so he reached out and touched it.

"Huh, wet?" wondered the young man, and at this moment, the middle-aged man outside the telephone booth glanced at the young man in the cap, suddenly exclaimed, and sat down on the ground, as if he had seen something terrifying.

At this time, the young man also saw that his hands were covered with blood, and he couldn't help but be shocked.

Immediately, a series of "crackling" sounds suddenly erupted on the young man's body, and then, the face of the young man in the peaked cap twisted painfully, and his nose, eyes, and ears ...... In the seven orifices, shocking blood oozed out.

The next moment, the young man in the cap collapsed in the telephone booth like a puddle of mud as if he had fallen apart, and blood oozed from under him, spreading a meandering stream of blood on the ground.

The middle-aged man's exclamation immediately attracted the attention of passers-by. More screams, screams, and then rang out.

On the corner of the street not far from the phone booth, a silver-haired young man looked at all this coldly: "I'll just say, Master, how could he be so merciful? It turns out that that guy has been hit by Master's sword qi." The silver-haired young man muttered a few times, then turned and walked into the crowd and disappeared into the street.

The sudden death of a person in the city was a sensational event, and a few minutes later, police cars roared in......

When these things happened, Nangong Chu and Zhao Xueqi were happily enjoying breakfast in the restaurant, enjoying the ordinary and ordinary world of two.

However, when they were about to settle the bill and leave, an uninvited guest came to their table and sat down opposite them.

Nangong Chu frowned, this is a young man of twenty-seven or eight years old, with sword eyebrows and starry eyes, white face and red lips, extremely handsome person. is a little more handsome than the male protagonists of those idol dramas.

However, this uninvited young man, in Nangong Chu's eyes, couldn't help but remind him of an adjective: "little white face".

"Yo, isn't this Young Master Deng? Deng Dashao, there are already people here. After Zhao Xueqi saw this "little white face", she showed a look of surprise on her face.

"Hehe! It's rude, little brother, I was going to visit Miss Zhao these days, but I met Miss Zhao here unexpectedly, it's really a happy thing in life!"

Nangong Chu sneered in his heart, he didn't believe the bullshit encounter that the "little white face" in front of him said.

"I don't know if this brother is ....... Deng Dashao looked at Zhao Xueqi with some doubts in his eyes.

Nangong Chu said lightly: "Your surname is Deng, I don't know what your relationship is with the Lingnan Deng family?" Nangong Chu felt a long and vast breath on the body of this "little white face" surnamed Deng.

"Hehe! I knew that Brother Tai was not an ordinary person, and sure enough, Brother Tai could see the origin of the younger brother at a glance. Although the young man surnamed Deng said with a smile, he was actually taken aback in his heart.

He couldn't see through the other party's strength at all, but the other party could see his origin at a glance, and it could be seen that the other party's cultivation was not so much higher than his own! The young man surnamed Deng didn't dare to slack off.

"Well, let me introduce to you, this is Young Master Deng, and he is indeed the eldest son of the head of the Deng family in Lingnan, Young Emperor Deng. Then, Zhao Xueqi said to Deng Shaohuang: "This is my friend, Xiao Chu!"

"What! Xiao Chu?" Deng Shaohuang was shocked when he heard this, and he jumped up from his seat at once.