In the private room, Shang Mingyue's expression was obviously even more ugly.

Everything fell into He Jianghai's eyes.

"What's going on with Sang Daqin?"

He Jianghai has opened his mouth to ask, the three nobles are Shang, Sang, and Wang.

The three nobles, married to each other, have been decades, from the time of the founding of the country, it has not been broken, as long as it is the bloodline, there is no possibility of cheap other clans.

In fact, at the moment, he already knew something.

"Nothing."

Shang Mingyue gritted her teeth and sat down angrily.

"It's okay, but we seem to be about the same, and my wife is still waiting at home."

He Jianghai didn't care, picked up the mobile phone key, and was about to leave.

"Whatever you want!"

Shang Mingyue's tone had become extremely indifferent, He Jianghai frowned, and walked out of the private room.

He walked to the door, turning back intentionally or unintentionally, but saw that Shang Mingyue had already fallen on the table, his shoulders shaking slightly.

He Jianghai was slightly stunned, but he killed him again.

"Why are you crying? It's a bit of a shame, isn't it? ”

He asked.

At this moment, he was completely sure of the relationship between Shang Mingyue and Sang Daqin.

Among the families and nobles, the so-called marriages are all exchanges of interests, which is a normal thing.

People like Sang Daqin, who are treacherous and slippery, can bend and stretch, know that he is not easy to deal with, and immediately admit it.

The more this is the case, the more unlikely it is to be untargeted, and the relationship between Sang and Shang must be extraordinary.

"Regardless of your business, you hurry up!"

Shang Mingyue lay on the table, still scolding.

He Jianghai stayed in place for the time being, not moving.

"Are you going to go or not?"

Shang Mingyue's attitude was extremely bad.

He Jianghai frowned, he pulled his legs and left, and when it came to this, it seemed as if he wanted to stay.

That's really thinking too much.

He stepped out of the private room.

This Shang Mingyue and Sang Daqin, he can speculate on the general situation, but he naturally can't know the small direction.

When you go back, you can ask Yuan Xingyun, women are more gossipy, and they have a clearer grasp of this kind of gossip.

As for that Sang Daqin, he didn't mind at all.

On his own, as for the previous skirmish, he would not make a big deal if he had a little brain.

The most reasonable way to deal with it is to give He Jianghai small shoes.

But the identities of the two are usually not staggered, and there is no way to operate them with small shoes.

If it was because of this trivial matter, if he wanted to directly suppress the He family, he must not be naïve to this extent.

That guy took the initiative to beat people, pretending to be crazy and stupid, and the previous punch was estimated to be only able to admit it and suffer a loss.

He Jianghai thought slightly, and was about to step out of the hotel.

At the door of the hotel, there was a man on the phone, and when he arrived at the door, the man had just turned around, and the two had bumped into each other.

The force is quite heavy, and the muffled sound is obvious, which attracts the eyes of the front desk in the hotel.

He Jianghai frowned slightly, and glanced at the person casually, his eyes were gloomy, and he obviously showed a murderous aura.

It's just a second, and the murderous aura of his person is instantly hidden.

This detail allowed He Jianghai to capture that this person's ability to control emotions is quite clever, and it is not a positive number.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry."

That person had taken the initiative to apologize to He Jianghai.

"It's okay, my bad."

He Jianghai's expression was faint, still locking his gaze, he was slightly short-sighted, and his gaze immediately flickered.

"Brother, you're going too far, what kind of eyes are you looking at? I'm afraid it's not all my fault. ”

The man's eyes flickered, and when He Jianghai looked at him again, he was obviously a little angry, and opened his mouth to argue.

"I don't mean anything else, don't get me wrong, or else, let's forget it?"

He Jianghai took his eyes back and said with a smile.

"Sick!"

The person scolded, hurriedly, went to the depths of the hotel, and cursed in his mouth.

He walked farther and farther, gradually disappearing, and He Jianghai's eyes kept watching the direction he was going.

……

Deep in the hotel, in a remote corner, where you can monitor on all sides, as long as someone appears, you can be seen immediately.

A man with a gloomy look and dark eyes was talking on the phone.

It's none other than the guy who bumped into He Jianghai before.

The phone calls continued, and the content of the calls had already been revealed.

Opposite him was Liu Zisheng.

"This kid is definitely not a simple character, it's best if there is no conflict."

Liu Zisheng said nervously.

The one who called him was a so-called professional killer he specially invited.

Whether the profession is professional or not, he doesn't know, but he has personally seen people, driving, grappling, and equipment. device, proficient in everything, of course, the asking price is not expensive, and the work is paid 20 million.

Liu Zisheng looked for him, not to deal with He Jianghai, at most to check the details of He Jianghai.

In the Lion City, Liu Zisheng specially found people from the Wu Gang, kidnapped Yang Yalin, and wanted to sell her overseas, and at the same time wanted to deal with He Jianghai.

He knew who the gang would eventually contact.

In other words, if Yang Yalin was rescued by the Lion City Legion, this is the credit of the legion, and He Jianghai was unharmed after the Black Pirates took over the mission, he is not afraid.

Now that he got the news that He Jianghai had returned to Beijing, he immediately called someone to come over to investigate.

The news revealed is becoming more and more shocking, and he does not dare to target He Jianghai, but he knows himself and his opponent at any time, and even when the news is enough, it is not impossible to operate if he suddenly erupts.

Now He Jianghai is being followed, but he has a chance encounter with the tracking killer, and Liu Zisheng is really entangled.

"Boss Liu, you can rest assured, our people have never missed a step in tracking this, he can't see where I come from, at most he thinks I'm an ordinary passerby."

The killer said lightly.

After he bumped into He Jianghai, his emotions changed continuously, just to pretend to be a passerby.

Be a person beforehand, and this is true in any industry.

Especially in the killer industry, according to the situation, it can be calm and calm, not arousing suspicion, and it can be regarded as a master.

But when it comes to the master level, it is tangible and colorful, but it does not make people doubt, that is the real master.

Unnoticed, it is a small road, which can be mixed in any scene, and mingling with people is the avenue.

The conversation continued, and the phone finally hung up, and the killer tidied up his clothes, but he hummed a little song and went in the direction of the main road.

He just turned a corner, and his expression changed greatly, just because in front of him, He Jianghai was looking at him with a cold face.

In a second, the person had already moved, reaching out to his arms.

In an instant, he had already taken out a dagger and threw it at He Jianghai's eyebrows.

The dagger that flew out came to He Jianghai, but it turned into a flying device and turned backwards.

In the direction of the killer, in front of He Jianghai, there was a slight air current, which was a wall of qi.