A black elongated Bentley stopped in front of the teahouse, and the co-pilot of the Bentley immediately jumped out of a person, a Chinese

Yes, sitting in the passenger seat turned out to be a Chinese man, but what Zhang Yi didn't know was whether he was Chinese or Korean or from other Asian countries

Zhang Yi was wearing a wide robe and a mask, and got into the Bentley car directly.

And the moment he got into the car, the car moved forward again.

There were three people sitting in the back of the car, one was Elena with an aggrieved face, the other was also a man with an oriental face, and next to Elena was a big white man.

Zhang Yi frowned: "Let her go." ”

“ok。 The handsome Oriental man nodded and directly ordered the driver to stop.

"You go down first. Zhang Yi nodded to Elena.

"The bosses are careful, they are all very experienced. Elena reminded in a whisper.

Elena was thrown to the side of the road, and the car continued on.

The young man from the East poured two glasses of red wine, then handed Zhang Yi a glass, and continued to say in English: "Why doesn't Mr. Angel dare to show his true face?"

Zhang Yi did not answer his words, nor did he take the glass of wine, but asked rhetorically: "Chinese, Korean, Japanese"

"Neither. The young man smiled and shook his head: "Although our ancestors are Chinese, now we are from heaven"

"Heaven" Zhang Yi is a little blind.

"Hehe, we have always wanted to establish our own kingdom, where there is no law, no violence, no worldly qiē, so we call ourselves heavenly people. ”

The corners of Zhang Yi's mouth twitched, could it be that a group of madmen Zhang Yi once read a record similar to a novel, and that record records that in ancient times, there were some people who did whatever it took to pursue their dreams, they didn't care about secular etiquette and laws, as long as they could help them fulfill their dreams, they could kill their fathers and marry their mothers and children

These simple eight words represent their infinite madness.

These people are mysterious, they come together for dreams, they are not known to the world, or rather, they live in the world, but they are out of step with the world.

Hearing the word heaven, Jean Heyi directly remembered this kind of person in ancient times.

It's just that the people of this heavenly kingdom will be the same kind of people

"You are Chinese" When Zhang Yi was pondering, the young man looked at Zhang Yi curiously, although he did not see Zhang Yi's face and did not hear him speak Chinese, but he still tried to ask.

"Why do you ask that," Zhang Yi asked rhetorically.

"Americans, white or black or whatever, wouldn't run a teahouse in Chinatown, and they'd pay for it, and you're all stunned when you see my bodyguards and when you see me. Although I didn't see you flute for a while, I felt you flute for a while, and then your sword is a Chinese-style ancient sword, this kind of sword is rarely seen, can you take it down and show me?"

Although Zhang Yi tried his best to hide the sword, the sword was still too long, so he spent a piece.

At the same time, Zhang Yi was also shocked by this young man's thoughtful Cheng Dù.

"Or, we communicate in Chinese, which is our mother tongue after all, how" The young man continued to laugh, he was very handsome, wearing a white suit, wearing a collar flower, black leather shoes were spotless, and his smile gave people the feeling of spring breeze.

"Sao Rui, I don't speak Chinese. Zhang Yi shrugged his shoulders, without knowing who the enemy was, he didn't want to expose himself early, and he didn't want to be guessed by others.

"I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Han Yuan. The young man smiled again.

"What's the condition of the patient?" Zhang Yi asked the patient.

"The patient's organs are failing, his body is immobile, his mouth is unable to speak. Han Yuan said lightly.

"Oh. Zhang Yi nodded and didn't ask any more, and after Han Yuan found out that Zhang Yi didn't want to say too much, he didn't ask any more.

The car arrived at the port, and then the group got out of the car and got on the boat, which was a yacht.

Zhang Yi didn't ask much, this heavenly god is mysterious, and it is normal that he is not on land.

When he got to the yacht, Han Yuan quickly changed his clothes and put on swimming trunks, there was a pool on the yacht, and there were also beautiful women, Zhang Yi sat on the edge of the pool and drank tea, and he had two beauties in the pool, and the beauties were also Chinese.

There were a total of ten bodyguards on the yacht, all of whom were ordinary people, but Han Yuan and the two Chinese women were not ordinary people, they were all peeps into the real world.

For the situation of peeping everywhere, Zhang Yi is no longer surprised.

The yacht reached the high seas just before evening, and on the high seas it changed ships and was a huge cruise ship.

The cruise ship seemed to be waiting for them here, and there was no one on board except the captain and two sailors, and there was actually a helicopter on board.

After the cruise ship walked to the deep sea for three days, Han Yuan came to inform Zhang Yi that he was going to leave by helicopter.

"Your kingdom of heaven is a little too far away. Zhang Yi laughed and said.

Han Yuan shook his head and smiled, he didn't explain much, he just thought about it and said, "It's not far, it will arrive in three hours." He gentlemanly invited Zhang Yi to get on the helicopter, and then only the two of them, plus a pilot, quickly left the sea and flew farther away.

"Actually, I'm curious, your miraculous healing skills can take people back from the hands of death, but why do you want to earn those copper stinks With your ability, as long as you join any organization, a country, I'm afraid you will have endless money."

"I don't like to be restrained," Zhang Yi shook his head and said.

"Heaven is for you. Han Yuan said: "There, you can become a completely free person, you can really do whatever you want, you can also display your talents, we have endless money, we have endless life"

"If you lie on the bed at home, can you fall dollars from the sky?" Zhang Yi asked rhetorically.

"No, no, no. Han Yuan shook his head and said, "We control other people's lives, so if we want money, they will send it, this is a very simple truth." ”

Three hours later, a beautiful island arrived, and from a distance, the island was very beautifully built, with many European-style, palace-like buildings, and many adults or children playing on the beach.

There is nothing different here, and there is no shadow of heaven in sight, it is very ordinary, like the back garden of a rich man's house.

After the helicopter stopped on the tarmac, two tourist buses drove up, one of which sat four Chinese men dressed in kung fu clothes, one old and three young, and the other empty.

That's right, the people here are dressed to practice kung fu.

"Mr. Angel, please. ”

"Is this your kingdom of heaven?" Zhang Yi asked with a smile......

"Did I say this is our heavenly kingdom," Han Yuan said with a smile.

Zhang Yi took a deep breath, how could these people casually take him to some heavenly kingdom, I'm afraid this is just a temporary place to stay.

And the word "kingdom of heaven" can be understood as a place of dreams, a city, an island, an organization, a code name, it is just a fictitious product, it does not exist zài

It's like if someone draws a loaf of bread in front of you, and he tells you that they have a lot of them in their house, but in fact, they don't have them in their house, and they just trick people into their house in this way.

Heaven doesn't have to be a zài, as long as you give some good settings to Heaven and draw an infinitely beautiful blueprint, then many people will yearn for it.

It may be that he knew that Zhang Yi guessed it, so Han Yuan smiled: "This is just a place for us to stay, because it is convenient for your treatment, so we came here, and after you leave, we will also leave."

ps: Monday to Friday four changes a day, only on weekends will occasionally be three watches, thank you. The third is more sent