Chapter 347: The Unfathomable Han Jingyang

"Smack-"

The delicate crystal cup collides with the smooth marble floor, and the fragments splatter.

Zhang Dahai's face was pale, his eyes were fierce, and his heavy snort echoed in the room.

A woman in a light veil trembled and attached herself to Zhang Dahai's side, not daring to move, obviously terrified.

The little old man sitting diagonally opposite sighed: "Boss, the matter has come to this point, regret is useless, it is good to be able to stop the loss in time, no matter what, we must ensure the smooth progress of the Fuxi plan." โ€

Zhang Dahai closed his eyes and took several deep breaths, suppressed the anger in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "I want the death of the surname Han!" โ€

"Han Jingyang must die, but boss, not now, he is not easy to deal with, but when Fuxi's plan is successful, it will be easy to kill Han Jingyang, and when the time comes, the boss can unscrew Han Jingyang's head with your own hands, and even easily destroy Han Jingyang's entire family and take everything from Han Jingyang for yourself."

"Humph!" Zhang Dahai snorted, suddenly pulled out the long sword beside him, raised it high, and slashed it down.

"Poofโ€”"

The young woman in the light veil slowly crawled in a pool of blood, not moving.

Zhang Dahai wiped the blood stains on the sword with an expressionless face.

While wiping, he said coldly: "From now on, the Fuxi plan must not make the slightest mistake, Lao Liu, keep an eye on it, if it fails, you know the consequences." โ€

The little old man glanced at the young woman in the pool of blood and sighed: "Boss, everything else is easy to say, but there is a problem on Wu Zhiyang's side, not only Wu Zhiyang, the formation master, is dead, but even the few magic weapons brought by Wu Zhiyang have all fallen into Han Jingyang's hands." โ€

"What do you say?"

"Either continue to negotiate with Han Jingyang, or seize the time to find a replacement."

"What happened to Wu Zhiyang's apprentice?"

"The operation was a success, but even if she was healthy, it didn't make much difference."

"She also knows the magic weapons that Wu Zhiyang brought over."

"Boss, what do you mean...... Negotiate with Han Jingyang? โ€

Zhang Dahai snorted: "Otherwise? It is not difficult to find a first-class feng shui master, but the magic weapon that meets the demand is not encountered in a hundred years. โ€

After a pause, he ordered with an unwilling face: "Lao Liu, prepare cash and antiques, and then bring Wu Zhiyang's female apprentice named Yang to apologize together." โ€

"Yang Jinyuan."

"Let that Yang Jinyuan come forward to redeem her master's relics, the attitude must be sincere, the posture must be low, give enough face, hum, a young man like Han Jingyang who suddenly grasps his strength often eats soft rather than hard, the better your attitude, the more embarrassed he is to embarrass you."

The little old man nodded hurriedly: "The boss is wise, he has eaten Han Jingyang's character so quickly, but in order to ensure the success rate, shouldn't our people come forward?" Only let Yang Jinyuan go over alone with the gift. โ€

"Yes."

"Then arrange 100 million in cash, plus sixty-six pieces of various antiques, anyway, Han Jingyang should know what is going on when he sees such a thick gift, if Yang Jinyuan can't do it, boss, you will go out in person."

"Well, let's arrange it."

August 24th.

Half past nine in the morning.

Yoshikosai.

There are a large number of large and small boxes at the door of Jiguangzhai.

A sculpture of a woman with a bandage on her head generally stands next to her, her shape is eye-catching, but she completely ignores the colorful eyes of passers-by, and always stares intently at the roller shutter door that Ji Guangzhai did not close.

Until Shi Xiaoya yawned and pulled up the roller shutter door.

Shi Xiaoya was stunned for a moment, then looked up and down at the woman standing outside the door, and only asked after a while: "Yang Jinyuan?" โ€

Yang Jinyuan hurriedly bowed her head and saluted: "Good morning, boss." โ€

Shi Xiaoya pursed her lips and chuckled: "You just got discharged from the hospital?" โ€

"Yes."

"Then why are you here if you don't go back to Treasure Island?"

"Apologize, and redeem my master's relics by the way."

The smile on Shi Xiaoya's face slowly retracted, and she asked lightly: "On behalf of Zhang Dahai?" โ€

Yang Jinyuan lowered her head: "My master came at the invitation of Zhang Dahai, those magic weapons were also named by Zhang Dahai, and the deposit has been paid, and now that my master and junior brother are dead, I, I want to complete the task that my master took over as much as possible." โ€

Shi Xiaoya snorted disdainfully: "I don't know whether to live or die." โ€

Yang Jinyuan lowered her head and was silent.

Shi Xiaoya was helpless, although she hated to cut off this woman's head with a knife, she could only think about it.

In Jiguangzhai, only Han Jingyang can call the shots.

Han Jingyang said that if she let this woman go, she Shi Xiaoya would not dare to kill indiscriminately even if she ate the bear's heart and leopard guts.

Therefore, Shi Xiaoya could only beckon: "Come in." โ€

After speaking, he turned back and went back to the inner room.

On the small bed in the middle room, Han Jingyang was still sleeping soundly.

I was busy for most of the night last night, and I lingered with Shi Xiaoya for a while, and I fell asleep at four o'clock, and it has only been more than five hours now, which is still two hours away from the seven-hour sleep he is used to.

Shi Xiaoya didn't shout, she went directly into Han Jingyang's quilt, hugged Han Jingyang's waist against Han Jingyang's back, and closed her eyes happily, but a pair of slender palms were not at all restless, and a little snake was drilling around in the quilt.

So, Han Jingyang woke up.

Han Jingyang pressed the tender hand that was swimming around, and his breathing immediately became short: "Little goblin, wasn't enough last night?" โ€

Shi Xiaoya said with a smile: "It's never enough." โ€

Han Jingyang directly turned over and pressed Shi Xiaoya under him, and said viciously: "Don't you know that men in the early morning are the most unprovoked?" โ€

"I don't know."

"Then let you know!"

Han Jingyang said, kissing directly.

Idle is also idle.

Doorway.

Yang Jinyuan struggled to move boxes into the store, large and small.

The small ones are only the size of a fist.

The big ones weigh dozens of pounds.

Yang Jinyuan moved quite hard, after all, she had just undergone surgery, and the wound on her head was in sharp pain as soon as she exerted a little force.

But whether it is Han Jingyang or Zhang Dahai, she is a powerful figure that she can't compete with at all, she can only be swinged around like a chess piece, and she doesn't dare to have the slightest personal emotion, because these two people can kill her more easily than pinch an ant to death.

In order to return to the treasure island alive, she must endure it.

When Yang Jinyuan endured the severe pain of the wound and tried to hold a large box weighing nearly 100 catties, she suddenly smelled a faint aroma, and when she looked up, she saw a woman in a light yellow dress appear in front of her.

It's beautiful!

More beautiful than the hostess!

Yang Jinyuan was so amazed that she froze in place until the beautiful woman spoke.

The beautiful woman asked softly, "Need help?" โ€

Yang Jinyuan suddenly came back to her senses, and hurriedly shook her head: "No, no, thank you," and then asked tentatively: "Excuse me, are you ......?"

Such a beautiful woman should also be one of Han Jingyang's women, right?

However, I heard the beautiful woman chuckle: "I am a temporary employee of Jiguangzhai, well, and one of the boss's maids." โ€

Employee?

Maid?

What kind of mysterious organization is Yoshikosai?

The boss is so powerful.

The hostess is also beautiful.

Now even a maid is as beautiful as a fairy.

Terrible!

Yang Jinyuan only felt that the Jiguangzhai in front of him was like a terrifying Longtan tiger's den, and he didn't dare to look directly at it for a while.

There is only one question in my heart: Do you really want to cooperate with Zhang Dahai's unfathomable Han Jingyang?