Isn't that the case, should I be asked to give you the phone? ”

He Jianghai smiled.

Hearing this, Shang Mingyue's eyes obviously showed a look of excitement.

"Do you have a phone? That must be better, thank you so much for Hai Shao. ”

Shang Mingyue seemed to almost get up and wanted to hold He Jianghai's hand, but later, his sanity finally recovered, and he still sat down.

"Do you think I might have his phone number in the confrontation between us and the Siamese Ho family?"

He Jianghai gave Shang Mingyue a look of contempt.

"You...... That's ......."

Shang Mingyue gritted her teeth in anger, and looked at her eyes as if she wanted to splash the wine glass on He Jianghai.

However, he recovered his emotions quickly, and his face forcibly twisted into a smile.

"Hai Shao, in fact, I don't mean anything else, this He Hai is from the Xia Kingdom, there is no doubt that according to the intelligence of the Ministry of Martial Arts, countless clues have been revealed to show that he has entered the country, and the Ministry of Martial Arts is also for the sake of social stability, and there is no other meaning."

Later, Shang Mingyue had already used righteousness to ask He Jianghai.

"It's not that I don't want to tell you, first, there is really no contact information for him, and another, 100,000 mountains in the southwest, you don't know what the situation is, looking for a needle in a haystack, I'm afraid it's easier than finding someone."

He Jianghai just coped with it.

Shang Mingyue spoke with the details of his expression, and he could see at a glance that he was hiding something.

If Xia Guo wants to check the identity of this chief instructor of the Lion City, he must be pouring resources into it.

And the habit of acting at the top, He Jianghai knows too well, if you don't send it, it's enough, and one shot is the momentum of thunder.

There is no movement at all at the moment, which only shows that the upper echelons are still preparing, and the detailed intelligence collection is completely insufficient.

It's normal if it's not enough, but in this case, Shang Mingyue is in such a hurry, which can only mean one thing, and his person is acting privately.

Shang Mingyue gritted her teeth, obviously a little unhappy with He Jianghai.

However, in his emotions, he obviously felt that there was no point of attack, so he could only pick up his wine glass and fall into the long exam.

He Jianghai ignored her, picked up his mobile phone, looked at the time, and was about to make an excuse to leave the private room.

In his nostrils, he smelled a slight smell of wine, and in addition to this, there was heavy breathing.

He Jianghai looked back, and he didn't know when, the door of the private room had been opened.

There were several people standing outside the private room, both men and women, the women were quite young, extremely inflamed, and the skirts were wrapped around their bodies, and the curves were outlined.

A few more middle-aged people watched, and the point was that there was another middle-aged man with a big belly, who had walked into the private room.

Seeing the middle-aged man, Shang Mingyue changed color, but stood up.

"What are you doing here?"

"What am I doing? Damn, I actually put a hat on Lao Tzu ......"

The middle-aged man gritted his teeth, raised his fist and blasted at He Jianghai.

His fist was strong and heavy, and it did not reach He Jianghai's body, and the plates and bottles on the table all had the posture of falling into the wind.

He Jianghai had already stood up, his hand stretched out slightly, the middle-aged man's fist style had lost his crosshairs, and then he punched out and hit the other party's stomach.

In the private room, an extremely dull voice came out, and the middle-aged man stepped back, just outside the door, and was supported by the remaining middle-aged man outside.

A group of middle-aged men, with a strange look in their eyes.

He Jianghai also frowned, he basically knew who these people were.

The middle-aged man looked ordinary, with a big belly, as if he was a nouveau riche.

But as soon as the expert stretched out his hand, he immediately showed that it was a martial arts tactic with an extremely high status.

"Boy, what are you doing?"

"How dare you hit someone?"

"Do you know who this is? Who are you? ”

In an instant, those middle-aged men, everyone opened their mouths at the same time, glaring angrily, but there was vigilance in their eyes.

He Jianghai can see their identities, and they can naturally see the depth of He Jianghai, so they must be cautious.

"He family, He Jianghai, who are you? It's not going to be blind, who did it first, didn't see it, right? ”

He Jianghai is neither humble nor arrogant.

When he punched before, he had already shown mercy to his subordinates, and now he just wanted to know the true identity of the other party.

"This is the Sang master of the Sang family, what kind of thing are you in the He family?"

Among the middle-aged people, after hearing He Jianghai's identity, some people still opened their mouths to scold, but their voices were obviously much softer.

The upper echelons of the martial arts department are pampered and pampered, and the upper echelons are controlled by the martial arts family.

Combat power is not as good as the body, and if you don't practice for a long time, if you don't get too old, it won't degenerate.

These middle-aged people still have combat effectiveness, but their high positions have the most to do with their origins.

For example, the Sang family, even if they hold a high position, but with real combat power, many people are actually not worthy of the position.

These people are bluffing, and they are a little afraid to do anything with He Jianghai.

The middle-aged man who was held shook his head, as if he had been punched in the stomach, and gradually came to his senses.

"What happened? Am I drunk? ”

The middle-aged man's eyes flickered, and he obviously asked a little knowingly.

"Satsuki, what's going on?"

The middle-aged man asked the middle-aged people next to him, everyone was embarrassed, no one responded to him, and finally his eyes fell on Shang Mingyue.

Shang Mingyue's face was slightly red, and she didn't respond to him.

In the end, the middle-aged man had to ask, the few women who accompanied the wine closely.

The women who accompanied the wine looked nervous and hurriedly whispered a few words to him.

"That's ...... It's a bit of a shame. ”

The middle-aged man's expression changed, and he had already arrived in front of He Jianghai to shake hands with him.

He Jianghai watched him perform, but he had no way to refuse, so he could only shake him.

He introduced again and again, claiming to be Sang Daqin, who served in the military department, and was a little offended just now.

He Jianghai had already stood up with his brows, and the top ten families had little contact with the three nobles.

Strictly speaking, this Sang Daqin is a person of his Laozi's generation, and his descendants are from the Sang family's house, and his combat power is also the combat power of the noble children, but his status is very superior among the same generation in China.

Even if his father He Haining comes, he has to give him three points.

"Sang Ye is polite, I am also young, I don't know Taishan, my father often mentions Sang Ye's name."

Although He Jianghai didn't believe this guy's nonsense, his surface kung fu was in place, and he could only give face.

"Where, where...... I'm a person with alcohol poisoning, and I often do bad things, and one day I drink to death......"

Sang Daqin was extremely humble, and he wanted to find wine glasses everywhere and pour wine for He Jianghai.

He Jianghai frowned, but it was he who poured it all over the other party.

After the kind words, the two sides raised their glasses at the same time, and He Jianghai's wine glass was three points shorter, which was regarded as a handshake.

The two reconciled, and Shang Mingyue next to her stood in place, motionless, obviously unable to express her emotions.

"Play slowly, don't delay the two of you."

Sang Daqin looked at Shang Mingyue, and said politely, his eyes were still wrong, and he left the private room.