In the hotel suite, Gu Yiling, who took off her robe and changed into a basket coat in the bedroom, walked out and became a beautiful woman with a slender figure and noble temperament.

Yang Chen, who was sitting on the chair, looked her style back up and down, and found that this woman did have taste, and she deserved to be called the first beauty in the business circle.

Gu Yiling is used to seeing men look at him like this, but now he is afraid of death, he looks at himself like this, and he can't help but think of the scene where he hung upside down on the boat and was carried by him on one leg.

The root of his ears was a little hot, and he glared at him and said, "What are you looking at?" ”

Yang Chen stood up with a smile, "Can you go?" ”

"Hmm!" Gu Yiling said casually: "Don't go to Yang Chen to see Chen Yao?" ”

"Next time! I have to rush back to Yicheng to find someone to settle the score. Yang Chen shook his head.

"What about Xiao Yimin?" Gu Yiling asked, and Yang Chen sneered, "It seems that you have heard about it too." ”

"The deputy minister of the security department of Qingtian Group has soaked the boss of the first beauty in Yicheng, and it has already been vigorously spread in the circle, I don't know how many young talents have broken their hearts, I don't think it's difficult." The corners of Gu Yiling's mouth showed a hint of sarcasm.

"There are so many loudspeakers in your circle, you can't be jealous, right?" Yang Chen put his hand on her and blew into her earlobe.

"Die!" Gu Yiling was annoyed and raised his leg to kick, Yang Chen flashed to the door, opened the door and ran.

At the same time as the two of them left the hotel, a heart-destroying master at Yanjing Airport with snow-white eyebrows, a hornless hat, and a light gauze Buddha robe attracted everyone's attention.

The disciple of the service, Lilac, accompanied her on the flight to Yicheng.

Liang Yi, who saw off the two, flew out of the airport and got into his car, driving in a taciturn black robe, with Wang Yichuan and Deming sitting behind.

The people who were counted in Changxing back then are now attached to Liang Yifei and have become his defenders.

Since the last time the three of them saved Liang Yifei's life under the killer, Liang Yifei also valued the three of them more, plus they had common enemies, so they could be described as like-minded.

Soon after the car started, Wang Yichuan said with a gloomy face: "Liang Shao, I know more about the Mujia family, maybe I can help a lot by accompanying the two of them." ”

Liang Yifei glanced at him, shook his head slightly, and said: "I can understand your desire for revenge, but now is not the time, to put it bluntly, we can't afford to provoke him for the time being, so we can only beg to be a turtle with a shrunken head, it's not cost-effective to lose your life for revenge, let these two nuns make trouble!" We don't need to do this. ”

Ever since he provoked Dirk, he had a feeling of walking on thin ice, and when he wanted to cut off his relationship with Dirk afterwards, he was immediately given a stern warning.

Not to mention that the Liang family's overseas industry was beaten up, the uncle's daughter and youngest son abroad were actually controlled by others, and some messy videos were filmed, plus some unsightly information, once sent back to China, it was enough to bring down his uncle.

His only backer now is his uncle, which is tantamount to pinching the future of the Liang family in his hands and controlling the back road of the Liang family.

Now Liang Yifei's intestines are full of regret, regret should not provoke those people, but there is no regret medicine in the world to take.

Now according to the instructions of those people, he began to make friends with the martial arts masters of Yanxia, but the real martial arts masters are all above the top, and most of the factions have their own official relationships, so they really won't take him seriously, after all, his Liang family is not a top wealthy family.

Ordinary characters in the rivers and lakes are obviously not what Dirk wants, Dirk's meaning is very clear, if you want the best, it is those top martial arts masters in Yanxia.

He took great pains to find out what happened in Wudang Taiji Lake last time, and knew that Emei's heart-destroying master was too much of a big mouth by Yang Chen's master in public, which can be said to be a complete loss of face and hated Yang Chen's master.

So I tried my best to finally open a gap from the heart destroyer and invited him to Yanjing to be an uncle for a period of flattery.

Don't look at the old nun is a monk, and her requirements for the quality of life are not ordinarily high, and she can toss people, but she finally made friends.

However, what made him puzzled was that this Heart-Destroying Master seemed to be very interested in Mu Wanqing, the general manager of the Qingtian Group, and asked him for a lot of information about Mu Wanqing......

"Liang Shao, why is this old nun interested in Mu Wanqing?" Deming, who was sitting next to him, also asked a little puzzled.

"Hell knows." Liang Yifei looked out of the car window and said with doubts: "Anyway, we won't come out for the time being, just help secretly, it's best to ......"

It's best to involve Yang Chen, and if Yang Chen is slaughtered, he didn't say it.

Because Dirk seems to have other plans for Yang Chen, he won't let him move Yang Chen, but if someone else moves, then it's none of his business.

The crisp sound of horses' hooves broke the silence of the early morning fog, and a horse-drawn carriage drove along the gravel road in the woods, and rushed out of the fog to the ancient castle of Montai on the outskirts of L.

Although the headquarters of the world-famous Mengpai Pharmaceutical Company is in country M, its founder comes from the Mengpai family in this ancient castle.

The gates of the old castle were whimpered open, and the gates of the castle were quickly closed again as the carriage entered from the mist. First Literature

The carriage stopped in front of the main building, and a servant from the castle quickly greeted him, opening the door, and Dirk got out of the carriage and shrugged.

To be honest, he didn't like this old-fashioned way of greeting in this day and age, the slow speed was a reason, and the shock resistance and sound insulation of the carriage were far inferior to that of the car.

However, the host adheres to this ancient tradition, and he can only do as he pleases.

But then he changed his smile and walked up the steps, because a middle-aged man on the steps who was neatly dressed in a suit and neatly groomed had opened his arms to him with a smile, "Oh! Dirk, my valued guest, welcomes you. ”

"Count LeBron, I thought you were in B." Dirk smiled and hugged him.

"Your Excellency is waiting for you inside, please come with me." Count LeBron let go of him and reached inside.

"Oh! I'm a little flattered. Dirk hurried after him.

The two entered the living room side by side, and it was quiet and there was no one in sight.

There are all kinds of luxurious lighting, but instead of turning on the lights in this dim morning, the lighting tools used are candles.

Candles are lit on various silver candlesticks, and hundreds of lit candles give the furniture in the living room a layer of ancient aristocratic atmosphere.

On a large and classical sofa, there sat an old man with gray hair, not fat or thin, tall and tall, wearing a tuxedo, his face was a little sagging and his flesh was old, his gray eyes were as calm as an iceberg in the face of the blazing fireplace, and the two people who came with their backs were indifferent.

The two walked behind the sofa and stopped, and Count LeBlanc bowed and saluted, "My lord, Mr. Dirk is here." ”

Dirk bowed and saluted, "Dear Prince Carmon, it's an honor to see you again. ”

Originally, when I contacted him on the phone last time, this Prince Carmon said that he was going to find him in person, but Dirk dared to let this most noble prince of the blood clan descend to his dignity, so he naturally had to come in person.

"LeBron, please sit down with our guests!" Prince Carmon's hoarse and deep voice sounded slowly.

Count LeBron immediately pointed to the couch on the side of the fireplace and asked Dirk to sit down, and Dirk nodded in thanks and walked around to the side couch and sat down.

He is also a person who is used to seeing big scenes, but when he was slowly stared at by the gray eyes of this prince without the slightest emotion, he immediately felt like he was sitting on pins and needles.

There was also an empty sofa opposite Dirk, but Count Lebron did not sit down, but like a servant, he poured Dirk a glass of red wine and stood quietly beside the prince.

Prince Carmon grabbed the glass containing the crimson liquid on the coffee table, raised his glass lightly to Dirk, and said, "I hope Mr. Dirk brings good news." ”

After speaking, he put it to his lips and took a sip elegantly.

"Yes." Dirk smiled and picked up the red wine and lifted it, but after smelling the smell of blood in the air, he glanced at the red liquid in the other party's wine glass, and couldn't help but feel a little sick to his stomach, and he was also suspicious of the liquid in his own glass.

Count LeBron saw his doubts and smiled faintly: "It's an authentic French red wine." ”

Dirk raised his glass and smiled, taking a sip.

Unexpectedly, Prince Carmon, who was holding the wine glass, glanced at the wine glass in his hand, and said expressionlessly: "I appreciate Mr. Dirk's talent, if Mr. Dirk is willing, I can personally help you join our blood clan." ”

Dirk's expression froze, knowing the meaning of the other party's words, as long as he was willing, the prince didn't mind turning himself into a vampire, 'oh', shrugged his shoulders and smiled: "I understand the kindness of the prince, but you know, I often have to run around day and night." ”

He didn't want to be this kind of monster, it was a reminder that daylight hours were important to me, and I couldn't be out of the day.

The two sides are in a cooperative relationship, and the blood clan also needs this capable friend, Prince Carmon did not force him, and said in a hoarse voice: "You said that you have the news of the 'Holy Spirit'?" ”

"Yes, I saw him with my own eyes...... Dirk immediately recounted what he had seen at Red Maple Manor.

Hearing this, Count LeBron bowed to Carmon's ear and said, "My lord, Mr. Dirk is right, it is very likely that it is the 'Holy Spirit'." ”

Carmon nodded slightly, "Where is he now?" ”

"I'm not sure, but judging by various circumstances, he and Xiaoyao should be friends, and it's very likely that they will go to Xiaoyao." Dirk said.

Carmon had obviously heard of Yang Chen as well, and asked in a hoarse voice, "One of the three kings of the underground world, the King of Ease?" ”

"Yes, Your Majesty." Dirk laughed, "If I'm not mistaken, your 'Holy Spirit' should be hiding in the hot summer right now. ”

"Hot summer?" Count LeBron was slightly stunned and looked at Prince Carmon, only to find that the Prince, who had always been expressionless, also frowned.