Chapter 337: How Do You Want to Die?

The name Zhao Lingfeng is a little unfamiliar.

But if it were the prince of King Zhao, Ah Fei would not have asked like this.

After all, not long ago, they killed the Zhao family's little prince, Zao Wou-ki.

"It's finally here."

The Zhao family died a little prince, if there was no action and reaction, it would be strange.

Chen Yu opened the door with a calm face and took the phone from Ah Fei.

"Chen Yu, let's meet."

A young man's voice came from the other end of the line.

The tone is gentle, as if an old friend who hasn't seen each other for years has asked out for a party.

"What if I'm not available?" Chen Yu asked.

"Then I'll have to invite your friends to come over."

A chuckle came from the other end of the phone: "Actually, I'm different from my brother who doesn't fight for it, and I don't care about that kind of subordinate." ”

"But if you don't cooperate, I can't help it."

Hearing Zhao Lingfeng's threat, Chen Yu frowned slightly.

"What? Have you thought about it? Zhao Lingfeng continued to ask.

"Time, place."

"At seven o'clock tonight, the restaurant at the deep sea pier, I will send you the specific address. Remember, come alone. ”

"Okay."

After hanging up the phone, Chen Yu looked at the time.

There are still more than three hours left before the agreed time.

He returned the phone to Ah Fei, just saying that a friend had a friend to invite him to dinner tonight, and didn't say anything else.

Ah Fei didn't notice anything wrong, didn't take it to heart, and continued to go back to exercise.

Chen Yu stayed in the room and continued to study Shennong Ding.

He found that since entering the inner world of Shennong Ding, there was a special connection between him and this little ding.

With the movement of his mind, this tripod can become bigger and smaller.

When he silently recited "big and big" in his heart, this small tripod continued to swell.

When this statue was about to reach the ceiling, Chen Yu let it stop.

Looking at this posture, this Ding can continue to grow.

However, it is not easy to perform in this room, Chen Yu is going to go to the open space outside to give it a try.

Then he silently said "little and little" in his heart, and the huge tripod shrank rapidly, and finally became the size of an egg.

Chen Yu held it in the palm of his hand and played with it, wondering in his heart, why did he just try it once, and then he successfully confessed to the master?

According to Sun Leyao, if you want to recognize the Lord with blood, you must first be a descendant of Emperor Yan, and secondly, you must pass the test with talent and character.

In this way, he should be a descendant of Emperor Yan?

Chen Yu has always been very curious about his life experience.

However, his memories before going up the mountain were already very vague.

I just remember that it was winter, the weather was freezing and the snow was falling.

He lives on the streets, huddled under a wall, almost a snowman.

Just as he was about to die, a pair of warm hands picked him up.

When he was cleaning, he found that he had come to Qinglong Mountain, had a master, and had a few more senior sisters.

The master has also investigated his life experience, and several senior sisters with great energy have also checked, but none of them have found any clues.

"Emperor Yan's bloodline, it can be regarded as a clue, let the people below check it first."

Chen Yu knew that this matter was urgent, Emperor Yan's surname was Jiang, and Jiang Ziya was one of the descendants.

But in the long history, the surname Jiang has derived a lot of surnames, and it is said that there are more than 200 surnames.

With a huge population base of more than one billion in Great Xia, it is extremely difficult to investigate.

You can only start the investigation slowly with the surname Jiang first.

In the evening, Chen Yu carried the egg-sized Shennong Ding in his pocket, and then asked someone to drive him to the deep-sea dock.

Night falls.

The stars are shining.

The high-rise buildings standing by the sea are full of light and bright lights.

Near the marina, a restaurant converted from a yacht is moored.

This lavish restaurant is bustling on weekdays, but today it is deserted.

Only on the deck in the bow of the ship there were two people.

The young man sat playing on his phone, looking lazy.

In front of him, the long dining table is lined with delicious food and wine.

Behind him stood a man in his forties, with his hands crossed in front of him, wearing a black suit and a pair of sunglasses for the evening.

The muscles are bulging, and it seems that the suit can be torn out at any moment.

After a while, a delicate and upright young man arrived.

"Coming?"

Zhao Lingfeng glanced at Chen Yu, and continued to stare at his phone: "I'm sorry, I didn't expect you to be so punctual." ”

"I'm going to need a few minutes to play this game, so you can sit for a while."

Chen Yu sat down across from him, picked up the wine bottle and poured himself a glass, drinking while looking at the night scene around him.

After ten minutes, Zhao Lingfeng took back his phone and said with a smile: "It's thanks to me that I turned the tables." ”

"Zhao Shizi's mood seems to be good?"

Chen Yu retracted his gaze and looked at Zhao Lingfeng: "Your brother is dead, so he is not sad at all?" ”

"Quite the opposite!"

Zhao Lingfeng laughed: "He's dead, I'm in a good mood." ”

"That ignorant little bastard should have died a long time ago."

"Oh?" Chen Yu said: "Then you invited me to dinner today to thank me?" ”

Zhao Lingfeng smiled: "Chen Yu." I asked you out today because of my brother's business. ”

"That kid doesn't know whether he lives or dies, and dares to worry about my location, do you think he deserves to die?"

"I do thank you for killing him. Come, I'll toast you. ”

As he spoke, Zhao Lingfeng picked up a glass of wine and drank it all.

Chen Yu didn't take the cup: "Don't be so polite." ”

Zhao Lingfeng put down his wine glass and continued: "But what. After all, that kid is my younger brother, and he is a member of the Zhao family's royal family. ”

"If you kill him, you must give an explanation to our Zhao family and my father."

"What are you going to do?" Chen Yu asked lightly.

Zhao Lingfeng looked at Chen Yu and grinned: "I want to borrow your head." ”

Chen Yu sneered: "Then it depends on whether you have that ability." ”

Zhao Lingfeng smiled, turned on the recording function of the mobile phone, aimed at Chen Yu to adjust the angle, and then said to the man behind him: "Up." ”

The man in the black suit nodded, and kicked the table away.

The dining table smashed head-on towards Chen Yu.

Chen Yu sat on the chair without moving, and with a casual slap, he slapped the dining table aside.

At this moment, a huge fist, carrying the sound of whistling wind, smashed down on Chen Yu's head.

"Don't blow his head out." Seeing this, Zhao Lingfeng hurriedly reminded.

If Chen Yu's head was broken, it would be really troublesome to confirm the identity of a headless corpse.

And Zhao Lingfeng doesn't like trouble at all.

When the big man in the black suit heard this, he immediately deviated a little and smashed into Chen Yu's shoulder.

Chen Yu raised his hand lightly and clenched the opponent's fist.

He could resist the other party's strong force, but the chair under his ass couldn't withstand it, and he broke both legs with a click.

Chen Yu rolled to the ground, clenched the fist of the big man in the black suit and did not let go, and slammed it violently.

The huge body of the black suit arced in mid-air, and then slammed into the deck!

Bang!

The deck was smashed into a human-shaped pit.

The big man in the black suit roared angrily, and just as he wanted a carp to jump up, he stepped on one foot violently.

Poof!

The head in the black suit was directly trampled on.

Zhao Lingfeng's hands shook in fright, and his phone almost fell to the ground.

When he was dumbfounded, Chen Yu shot lightning and grabbed him by the neck.

"Zhao Shizi, how do you want to die?"

Chen Yu's tone was calm, as if he was discussing with Zhao Lingfeng what to eat at night.