Han Yu was a little relieved. To be honest, he didn't frown when he was in the rain of swords, but when he remembered that someone else had laid him a little bug, but he didn't know anything, he was a little numb!

Feng Budong shrugged his shoulders slightly, his face was still calm, but Han Yu's brows wrinkled slightly. Obviously, there was also some dissatisfaction with the woman's trickiness.

Originally, women were meant to be conquered by men, especially beautiful women. However, Zi Poppy is pretty, and she is more beautiful than ordinary women. However, she is like a flower with thorns.

Let the bees and butterflies around her circle around her, but she didn't dare to approach. From time to time, he would dance his body, as if mocking the men around him.

Of course, the pride was immovable here, and Zheng Yuanhao and the others felt a little unhappy.

The so-called meeting lasted about half an hour, and by noon it was over. Of course, the bigwigs here don't get together for dinner.

Therefore, Han Yu also got out of the hotel and rushed towards his residence.

Zheng Yuanhao and Feng Budong were also in a hurry to go back and prepare to discuss the matter of drugs. They all knew that in addition to the standard quota, the Ecstasy Gang must have a lot of private goods in their hands. Their purpose is to divide this stuff into their arms as much as possible.

Of course, this kind of private transaction can only be exchanged for a price that is enough to make the other party happy, or in exchange for benefits that can impress the other party.

Therefore, they all have to go back and report to the above and come up with a specific plan.

In addition to drugs, tomorrow's arms issue should not be underestimated. Not to mention anything else, the gross profit of arms in Asia alone is about 2 billion a year. Among them, if all the miscellaneous things are removed, there will probably be an income of about 1.5 billion.

Who wouldn't be blushing at a piece of cake here?

When Han Yu was on the road, he made a call on his mobile phone. Tell him to pay more attention to the movements of the Sword Gate, and tell him about the falling out with the Sword Gate.

When he hung up the phone and drove to the hotel where he was staying, he found that Xiao Yan and Zhuo Bufan were surrounding the eighth master with the Hokage, just sitting directly on the carpet. The old fellow here somewhere got a ridiculous hat to put on his head, and smiled very obscenely, with a little maza stuffed under his buttocks.

If this guy looks at it from a distance, it's like his butt is hanging in the air and practicing squatting crotch steps!

Wu Bai smiled and wanted to come over, but Han Yu stopped him with his hand. He wanted to see what a few people here were doing like a cult organization!

“…… Oh, you have to pay attention here, it's fateful. You need to be careful in the future, as long as you can survive this calamity, you will be rich. But if you can't get through it, then everything will be over. The eighth master carried a toad mirror and pinched Zhuo Bufan's hand with one hand.

"What kind of life did you give me, didn't you say you were a doctor? Let me let you see, my mouth has been a little sore here for two days, is it because I have eaten too many apples? Zhuo Bufan opened his mouth angrily, his mouth was about to open open, the old guy was fucking wrong!

"Oh, I'm used to it, I'm used to it, I've learned a lot of things here, astronomy and geography, medicine and astrology. Sometimes, this thing is always a mess! The eighth master shook his head, with a sigh on his face. There is obviously a sofa here, but here the old guy sits on a small maza, not only does not clash with the surrounding environment, but is exceptionally harmonious.

Ya is too much like an old charlatan.

He looked at Zhuo Bufan's mouth twice: "Open it up, open it up ...... wider."

"Ah, ah, ah......" Zhuo Bufan's mouth was stared at for a long time, and his eyes were almost white.

The eighth master stretched out his fist and gestured towards his mouth, and hurriedly retracted it: "This can even put my fist in, it is said that the mouth is not small, why can't I see it?" ”

Xiao Yan smiled and said, "You still have sunglasses here in the room, it's strange that you can see clearly!" ”

"Oh yo, look at me! Forget about this stubble, I said that I always feel like I am through a layer of glass! The eighth master slapped his head and hurriedly lifted the glasses on the bridge of his nose. Only then did he squint his little eyes and glance at it randomly, and then patted Zhuo Bufan's chin: "It's okay, it's just a little mouth ulcer, maybe it's on fire." I just happen to have watermelon cream here, you can just spray some of it! ”

As he spoke, he pulled out a small bottle from his pocket.

Seeing this, Han Yu couldn't help frowning anymore and said, "Are you a fortune teller or a medicine seller?" Can you still use this watermelon cream? ”

"Big brother! Coming back? ”

"Well, why did you come back so early? Finished eating? As soon as Zhuo Bufan and Xiao Yan heard that he was back, they hurriedly stood up and asked questions repeatedly.

"Ahh Han Yu waved his hand and signaled that he would talk about this later. He had only just learned about Gu now, and he was in a sensitive period.

He took the watermelon frost over, and the eighth master stood up with a dry smile, rubbed his hands obscenely and said, "Guilin's, I guarantee that it has not expired!" ”

"You are a fortune teller, what are you doing with watermelon cream in your pocket?" Han Yu frowned and asked.

The eighth master said, "This is not the other day...... Nearby...... I was nervous, so I ate some chili peppers...... Some of them are on fire, I just bought them, and I only used them twice, and the effect is quite good, really. Actually, if he doesn't want to take medicine, he can do it, I still have a recipe here, the special effect of reducing fire, and there are no side effects, but he may be a little tired when he gets up tomorrow......"

Looking at everyone's stunned expressions, the eighth master smiled and said, "...... There is a flower alley at the west end of the city, and there are many poor girls in it. If you find two for him, you can help someone and cure him. Make sure he doesn't have any anger the next day. If you say yes, I'll call them here, and I'll have their numbers here!" ”

Han Yu was speechless! This old guy didn't want to be a god, he changed to a doctor, and now he's pimping again.

Xiao Yan's face turned crimson, and he smacked the eighth master fiercely. The eighth master only remembered that there was a girl next to him, and he smiled a little embarrassedly, but his expression was still so obscene.

Han Yu threw the watermelon frost to Zhuo Bufan, and then stretched out his hand to the old god stick and said, "Then you can help me take a look!" ”

The eighth master frowned, stared at the red piece on his arm and said, "What is this?" ”

"Ancestral psoriasis, specializing in the treatment of old Chinese medicine!" Han Yu said with a smile.

The eighth master is speechless......

After sending the eighth master away, Han Yu went in to wash his face, and then asked Xiao Yan: "There's nothing wrong over there, right?" ”

Xiao Yan shrugged his shoulders: "Not for the time being." ”

As she spoke, her phone rang suddenly. Xiao Yan glanced at it and said in a low voice, "It's Ye Su!" ”

"Pick it up!" Han Yu said directly.

Xiao Yan connected the phone, and hung up the phone after a while: "He said, Ye Suifeng will come to see you tonight." ”

"Where?"

Xiao Yan said the address.

Han Yu took out a cigarette from his pocket, took two deep puffs, and then walked to the window, stunned for a while, and felt a little wrong after taking a few puffs with his mouth, and hurriedly looked down to see that the cigarette was not lit.

He pulled the lighter out of his pocket and put it back down. The cigarette in his hand was also crumpled into a ball, obviously a little confused.

"I think if we can win him over to our side, it's better to work hard!" Xiao Yan said in a low voice.

Han Yu turned his head in astonishment, in fact, before he had a chance to contact Ye Suifeng, he just thought about it.

And now that there is a real chance to receive the other party, then the reaction of Huangquan Hall and Blood Axe Hall has to be considered. And between these two halls, the most troublesome is Huangquan Hall.

So he was very surprised by Xiao Yan's attitude.

"You don't have to worry about the entrance of the hall, and you don't have to worry about me. Although I know that my brother's injury is directly related to this person, if he is really a talent, then of course we should pull it to our side as soon as possible. Otherwise, with the danger of this person, I don't know how many people will be unlucky in his hands in the future!! ”

Xiao Yan said lightly: "Besides, he is just a minion soldier, and the real murderer behind him is the sword gate behind him." Isn't that what you said? ”

Han Yu looked at her with some relief: "I found that you have really grown up." Okay, then I'll meet him, but don't worry, if this man doesn't have the right mind, then I'll kill him with my own hands! ”

"Hmm!" Xiao Yan nodded vigorously.

On the empty road, a black figure sat there quietly, with a quiet silence on his face. He looked at the newspaper in his hand, and across from him, was an ordinary hotel.

Zheng Yuanhao lives here. He had just finished his meeting, had eaten a little below, and walked up.

The black figure suddenly raised its head, revealing an ordinary face, and a pair of cold star-like eyes dotted on it, making this ordinary face have a dreamlike color in an instant.

"Zheng Yuanhao? I hope you don't let me down! His voice was calm and indifferent, and he gently closed his back, put his hands in his pockets, and walked towards a bar not far away.

……

In the private room of an ordinary café in the distance, a middle-aged man with a hat was whispering, "...... Stinky boy, don't you want to go home with me? Are you going to bury that Sword Gate? Do you know that at the meeting today, that black cloth has already given the Sword Gate a Huangquan killing sticker......"

"Black? Covering the sky in black? ”

"Nonsense, how many more do you think there are? Back then, you kid came out to break out by himself in order to take a breath, and now you are willing to come back? After all, Lao Tzu is old, and he doesn't have many years to live in the future, and that family business can't let me take it to the soil! The middle-aged man sighed and stretched out a pair of hands to hold on the teacup.

His hands are a little vicissitudes, but they are very agile, as if they have some kind of magical power, giving people a very powerful feeling.