Lu Huai saw Ye Chu's sly smile, and he quickly understood.
The little liar is playing him.
She deliberately imitated his handwriting, trying to get his attention...
If this reason is true, Lu Huai would be happier.
Ye Chu had been silent just now, and Lu Huai was almost about to speak, but that would expose his true inner thoughts.
Fortunately, he has always hidden deeply, Ye Chu would not know what he was thinking.
Lu Huai raised his eyebrows: "Really?"
Ye Chu still had a smile on his face: "Of course."
Lu Huai felt it was a pity.
He even wanted to know what was in her heart, but now she had increased her vigilance, no matter how he tempted, she would never say it.
Ye Chu understood that Lu Huai still didn't believe him, and she had to be more specific so that he would not pay attention to her handwriting.
Ye Chu opened his mouth: "My cousin Su Mingzhe knows a lot of people. I asked him to find me a copy of your handwriting."
Ye Chu knew that if Lu Huai asked Su Mingzhe, he would soon know that she was lying.
So after going back, she will have a breather with Su Mingzhe.
"Lu Huai, your handwriting is not easy to get." Ye Chu was a little regretful. "After several weeks of chapters, I only learned it for a while after getting it."
Ye Chu asked Lu Huai: "Am I learning like it?"
Lu Huai carefully observed Ye Chu, her expression was flawless.
He suddenly smiled: "If you want to learn a little bit next time, it's better to come to me directly."
Both people knew that this kind of situation could not happen, and Lu Huai was just giving Ye Chu a step down.
Lu Huai naturally did not forget his purpose of looking for her today: "Ye Chu, you seem to have forgotten to answer my last question."
Lu Huai repeated the question: "Do you know my future?"
Ye Chu was not as flustered as when she first heard it, she was extremely calm. This question must be answered, but she has to answer it in another way.
Her tone was extremely calm: "Lu Huai, isn't your future already in your hands?"
Lu Huai looked at Ye Chu's eyes, and she spoke very seriously.
Lu Huai closed his palms subconsciously, and the lines on his palm seemed like the veins of fate, and he held it tightly in his hand.
He can be sure of one thing, that future, she must be involved.
Lu Huai smiled: "Well, our future is already in his own hands."
A word with hidden meaning.
Lu Huai didn't ask any more, because after talking with Ye Chu like this, his thoughts became clear and clear.
Before night fell, Lu Huai sent Ye Chu back to Ye Mansion.
After saying goodbye to Lu Huai, she got out of the car.
The car stopped there, and Lu Huai looked at Ye Chu's back. In the cold wind, she walked to the end of the road alone.
There is her home.
Lu Huai was thinking about something, the car hadn't left yet. He sat inside, looking at the direction of Ye Mansion.
Lu Huai had previously wondered why Ye Chu could know so many things and even details from his dreams.
He had another idea.
She seems to have experienced those things personally, so she will remember so deeply.
Lu Huai frowned.
However, he knew very well that people can only live for one lifetime.
Maybe there are not so many weird things in this world.
After a long time, the black car started and gradually drove away from the Ye Mansion.
…
After returning to the Warlord's House, the sky was already dark.
Lu Huai sat in the study with the lamp on the table on. The light fell on a newspaper, and every line of the word was clearly seen.
There is a title written on it.
A government official was killed at the Chinachem Hotel. The murderer is unknown, and it is suspected to be a mysterious Jianghu organization.
That day, before Lu Huai and Ye Chu went to the black market to compete, they saw the murder scene at the Chinachem Hotel.
The killing technique was very clean, and the murderer disappeared without a trace in a short time. No matter who it is, it will feel that it is the handwriting of the hidden pavilion.
However, Lu Huai thinks there is a doubt.
All the evidence is too obvious, it is clear that others are to guess the head of the dark pavilion.
How can such a small mistake be made in a dark pavilion who has been walking in the arena for many years
Lu Huai was thinking about what else went wrong. At this time, the phone next to him rang, and it became clearer in the silent night.
Lu Huai quickly answered the phone.
The person on the other end of the phone said, "San Shao."
Lu Huai said flatly: "Mr. Jiang."
Lu Huai didn't guess wrong, presumably Mr. Jiang already knew about the assassination.
If he really has the intention to surrender, he will definitely explain the secrets of the secret court.
Mr. Jiang started straight to the point: "Ming people don't talk secretly, three young masters, the Chinachem Hotel was not done by a member of the dark pavilion."
Lu Huai did not speak, and Mr. Jiang felt relieved.
He knew very well that if Lu Huai had already determined that Ange was the murderer in his heart, he could just hang up the phone.
Now, Lu Huai gave himself a chance to explain, which proved that things still have a turn for the better.
"We haven't received any orders in recent days." Mr. Jiang said, "The antique shop on Smith Road hasn't opened for a long time."
Mr. Jiang knew that Lu Huai had many eyes and ears scattered all over Shanghai.
An Pavilion just came to Shanghai, and just opened an antique shop on Smith Road, this matter will be known to Lu Huai.
Lu Huai would definitely find someone to follow the antique shop and understand the trend of the dark pavilion.
Mr. Jiang: "The hidden pavilion has a rule that you will not do it in Shanghai. This rule must be known to the three young masters."
Lu Huai's voice was calm: "Mr. Jiang, can you be sure that everyone in the dark pavilion does not have two hearts?"
There was silence on the other end of the phone, and neither Lu Huai nor Mr. Jiang spoke.
They all understand that the hardest thing in the world is this.
In a situation where there is no witness or alibi, who can prove his innocence
Whether the person who assassinated the Chinachem Hotel that day was a member of the dark pavilion will always remain an unsolved mystery.
After a while, Mr. Jiang said: "San Shao, I can only tell you my personal guess."
Mr. Jiang did not give any more explanations, but instead put forward another conjecture: "I suspect that someone wants to do something against Shanghai Beach."
Lu Huai paused, without speaking.
He has two ideas.
The first possibility, as Mr. Jiang said, someone knew that Ange had left Nanjing and did not do anything for a short time.
He wants to cause trouble in Shanghai, and he must push the matter to others. Secret Pavilion is obviously the best candidate.
That person is most likely Mo Qinghan.
There is also a second possibility. Ange wants to take root in Shanghai, but has not been approved by Lu Huai.
They directed and acted in the assassination, and the thief shouted to catch the thief. Taking advantage of the turmoil in Shanghai, he was in the dark again, and there were few incidents, which convinced Lu Huai that the dark pavilion was innocent.
At that time, Ange could surrender to Lu Huai as a matter of course.
Lu Huai's voice was faint: "Some people have always wanted to do something against Shanghai Beach. I know this more clearly than anyone else."
Lu Huai didn't answer him, and Mr. Jiang was startled.
Lu Huai continued: "Are you in Shanghai these few days?"
Mr. Jiang's voice is extremely certain: "Not here."
Lu Huai said, "Really?"
Although Lu Huai's tone was extremely calm, he had a trace of oppression, as if questioning his whereabouts.
Mr. Jiang hesitated for a while, then said: "I'm in Peking, and I will return to Shanghai soon."
Lu Huai: "I hope Mr. Jiang will have a smooth journey."
Mr. Jiang this person.
He felt that he needed to observe for a while.
Lu Huai's words lowered Mr. Jiang's vigilance and made Mr. Jiang think that he had believed in the sincerity of Ange.
Lu Huai knew that if there was something wrong with the hidden pavilion, he would soon show his feet.
…
By mid-afternoon, the sky gradually darkened. After a while, there was a patter of rain.
There is a street outside Hengxing Tea House. Although it is raining, the street is always busy with people coming and going.
Under the thin rain curtain, Qin Xiao crossed the street and walked towards Hengxing Tea House.
Qin Xiao didn't hold the umbrella, and the fine and dense rain fell on him, and his hair was covered with a layer of shallow water.
Qin Xiao stepped quickly, with a serious expression, and walked straight to the Hengxing Tea House.
Lu Huai and Qin Xiao made an appointment to meet, and the last black market competition was about to begin, and Lu Huai had to explain something.
Qin Xiao was led by the waiter and came to the door of the room.
When the waiter left, Qin Xiao knocked on the door of the room.
"Come in." It was Lu Huai's voice.
Qin Xiao opened the door and saw Lu Huai sitting at the table. He walked in and closed the door.
Lu Huai had ordered a pot of tea, and he motioned to Qin Xiao to sit down.
There was a cup of tea in front of Qin Xiao. The temperature of the tea was just right, and he drank it, dispelling the chill.
Qin Xiao nodded: "Three young masters, I've been waiting for a long time."
Lu Huai said lightly: "The final of the black market competition is just a few days later. I have investigated it and your opponent is very difficult to deal with."
"This is their information, you can take a look first."
Lu Huai put a pile of things in front of Qin Xiao.
Qin Xiao thanked him, then looked through the players' information.
Qin Xiao picked up the first document. This player was nicknamed the Butcher, and he had never lost in any competition.
The butcher was born with supernatural power, and all the contestants he encountered died in the ring, and no one escaped from his hands.
After the butcher comes on the field, it only takes a short time to kill the opponent immediately.
He believes in the tenet, either live to defeat the opponent, or lose and die on stage.
As long as the butcher makes a move, he will kill his opponent alive, and even if the opponent admits defeat, he will not show mercy.
Lu Huai took a look and knew that Qin Xiao had read the butcher's information.
He opened his mouth and said, "Although the butcher is tall, his attack speed has not fallen at all."
"If you are against him, you must use his strength to defeat him, use your strength to fight, don't resist."
Qin Xiao nodded, his expression solemn.
Qin Xiao picked up the second document.
The person's name is very simple, just a number, called seventeen.
Seventeen is good at long-range attacks, but he has no shortcomings in other areas.
Seventeen's attack has no fixed pattern. Compared with the butcher, he is more vigilant.
Lu Huai knew that Seventeen was Mo Qinghan's most powerful subordinate, and Mo Qinghan would send him to participate in the black market competition.
Before that, Seventeen must have received comprehensive training.
Lu Huai said: "Seventeen is extremely indifferent and kills. Seventeen has received strict training. It is difficult to find out his weaknesses, but it is not impossible."
"When you enter the ring, it is a contest of life and death. Don't focus on defense, learn to attack actively."
Qin Xiao thought for a while.
In the beginning, he was only for his brother to participate in the competition, if there is a slight difference, he will die in the ring.
However, Qin Xiao and Lu Huai have already reached a cooperation.
Lu Huai wanted to ban the black market competition, and Qin Xiao was the one he chose.
Qin Xiao will work hard until the very last moment, and such things as black market competitions absolutely cannot continue to exist.
Qin Xiao looked at Lu Huai and said, "San Shao, I will try my best."
Lu Huai nodded, he would send someone to protect Qin Xiao. Qin Xiao is a loyal and righteous person, and should not lose his life in the black market competition.
After Qin Xiao thanked Lu Huai, he turned and left.
The rain outside continued to fall, and the rain began to increase.
Qin Xiao's back was straight, and his figure was long. Facing the unknown danger, he was not at all afraid.
His back figure was extremely firm and disappeared in the heavy rain.
…
The final of the black market competition is coming soon.
This game is very important and Ye Chu must watch it.
Lu Huai will certainly bring Ye Chu with him, and the two of them waited for the night from the discussion to the participation.
If there are too many things tonight, Ye Chu will return home again late at night.
He could only find another reason to explain to her mother.
As before, after Lu Huai and Ye Chu changed their capacities, they drove to the black market competition venue.
Can Qin Xiao win the championship? Can they smoothly ban the black market competition...
These are still unknown.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu had a tacit understanding. On this evening, they did not talk about the uncertain future, but focused on the present.
After they got out of the car, they walked towards the building. It's deep winter, and the air is getting colder and colder.
However, the number of spectators is more than in previous days.
Lu Huai and Ye Chu looked at each other and walked through the corridor as usual. This will be the last time they are here, because the black market competition will soon cease to exist.
In the competition arena, the light is dim and unclear.
Qin Xiao sat in the corner, and they couldn't see his expression clearly.
Can only see a resolute figure.
There are a total of three people who entered the finals of the black market competition.
The three people draw lots to determine the order and their opponents.
The results of the draw were announced on the spot.
In the first game, the seventeen and the massacre confronted each other. The loser can also stay and fight Qin Xiao. The two who won last will have the last match.
The auditorium was extremely dim, and the ring was shining brightly.
The new battle of the trapped beasts is about to begin, and their enthusiasm has not diminished.
They know that the remaining three are very good, and everyone has something to watch.
When the three meet together, the scene must be very exciting.
In the final game, those gamblers are more concerned about who can make them make a lot of money, and who will make them go bankrupt.
But no matter how high the risk is, the greed of these people is no match for them. In order to take a shortcut and get rich overnight, their bets have been even harder.
Qiao Yunsheng sat on the top of the competition arena and gracefully picked up the tea cup beside him.
Looking at the crazy group of gamblers underneath, he laughed, bowed his head and blew the hot tea gently, and took a sip.
Although Qiao Yunsheng's people were arrested by Shen Jiu in the patrol room, this does not mean that he cannot benefit from this game.
Shen Jiu had a good relationship with Lu Huai, and he never participated in things like black market competitions.
In Qiao Yunsheng's view, this behavior is extremely ridiculous.
Qiao Yunsheng was busy with the black market competition and didn't have time to deal with Shen Jiu's small movements.
After the game, he will give Shen Jiu a gift.
Qiao Yunsheng put the tea cup down slowly and condescendingly, looking down at the competition field.
The first game started in the expectation of everyone.
Everyone in the court is passionate, and the heavy rain outside is isolated, and no one cares.
Seventeen and the butcher stepped onto the ring at the same time.
Although everyone had witnessed Seventeen's ability before, those audiences felt that the butcher had a better chance of winning.
In the 17th game, although he won every game, no one died under his hand.
But the butcher is different, he is worthy of the name, is a real executioner.
None of the people who confronted the butcher stood up and were killed without exception.
Seventeen is strong, but the butcher is more cruel. In the eyes of the audience, a person who is merciless is the most likely to come to the end.
Many gamblers also staked their entire wealth on the butcher, and they waited for Seventeen to die in the ring.
The butcher's eyes were small, but they were shining fiercely. He looked at Seventeen, like looking at a prey about to die.
There was still no expression on Seventeen's face, his expression was dull, as if he was only participating in an ordinary game.
During the black market competition, Shichi and Mo Qinghan only met once. However, Mo Qinghan's words were firmly in his mind by Seventeen.
Seventeen will not let the person in front of you leave the ring alive.
The two people on the stage have different thoughts, but have the same purpose, that is, to kill each other.
Seventeen and the butcher stood on both sides of the ring, and the two looked at each other, and the atmosphere suddenly became tense.
In this deadlocked atmosphere, the gong was struck and the game began.
The gong sounded, and the two stood still in their original positions. In the next second, they started attacking the opponent at the same time.
Both of them didn't take much steps. In order to maintain their center of gravity, they stepped closer to each other.
Seventeen and the butcher punched at the same time, leaning forward slightly, one hit the other's nose, and the other's fist was close to the other's temple.
They turned their heads at the same time, and their fists brushed their skins.
Seventeen suddenly raised his leg, angled sharply, and kicked the butcher's head.
The butcher crossed his hands, stood in front of him, and took the move abruptly. The kicked arm hurts my heart.
The butcher's arm was painful, but he still took advantage of the seventeen's leg not retracted, grabbed Seventeen's leg, rounded his arms, and smashed Seventeen on the ground.
The butcher was born vigorously, and easily picked up Seventeen. Seventeen's legs were caught in his hands, and the whole person rose into the air.
The audience in the audience thought that the Seventeenth was about to be defeated, and their mood suddenly rose.
"Kill him! Kill him!" Everyone flushed anxiously, crazy.
Qiao Yunsheng, who was sitting on a high place, smiled.
He thinks this game is finally a bit interesting.
The butcher on the stage also thought that the game was about to end, but he did not expect that Seventeen did not fall to the ground and his movements were stopped.
Seventeen pulled on the guardrail of the ring, his face was as usual, without panic at all.
One foot of Seventeen was caught by the butcher, and the other foot was still free.
Touching the ground with that unbound foot, he pulled the hand strength of the guardrail, twisted his body, and pulled his foot back.
Seventeen quickly straightened up and kicked the butcher in the head again.
Seventeen's feet came out of the air with a sudden movement.
The butcher greeted him head-on, unavoidable.
Everything in front of him was beyond everyone's imagination. At the moment when everyone held their breath, Seventeen's kick hit the butcher's nose.
The butcher stepped back, a sharp pain in his nose, and the warm liquid dripped onto his clothes.
The bridge of the butcher's nose was interrupted by Seventeen, and the blood flow continued.
But in the black market competition, no matter what happens, it cannot be stopped.
No matter how many injuries a contestant has suffered, as long as others are still on stage, his opponent has the right to do anything to him.
Even if the opponent beat him to death in the ring, Hong Men wouldn't care.
The butcher hadn't been injured for a long time, and he was instantly aroused.
The butcher wiped his face at random, embarrassed. The nosebleeds are still running, but the butcher can't take care of it anymore.
His eyes were fierce, and the pain made him lose his composure. The butcher swiftly stepped forward, clenching his fists, like a swift sword, hitting Seventeen.
Seventeen bent his body and avoided the attack.
The butcher punched out, always being avoided by Seventeen. In the intensive punching, the butcher's physical strength was also declining, and the frequency of his punching began to slow down.
Seventeen walked around behind the butcher, raised his left foot, and kicked the butcher on the back of the head.
The butcher only had time to deflect his head, and Seventeen's foot hit him in the head again.
The butcher was unstable, but still turned around to prevent his vitals from being exposed in front of Seventeen.
Seventeen took the initiative to attack, with a sweep, kicked the butcher's ribs with great force, and the bones made a muffled noise.
The butcher staggered, still using the previous method, he picked up the seventeen again, and threw the seventeen to the ground.
Seventeen grabbed the butcher's collar, turned over, and straddled the butcher's neck.
Seventeen thighs tightened the butcher's neck, making it immobile.
When the butcher wanted to throw Seventeen off his body, the next second, Seventeen clenched his neck.
He knew it was too late.
At the moment of dying, the butcher was trembling slightly with fear in his heart.
Seventeen twisted the butcher's head and jumped off his body.
The butcher's tall body fell to the ground with a sudden, no breath.
Seventeen won.
This scene fell into the eyes of everyone on the scene, each with a different mind.
In the audience, Lu Huai and Ye Chu looked at each other, and their eyes were a little worried.
This is the first time that Seventeen killed a person in the black market competition.
In the next game, Qin Xiao must be more cautious.
Above the competition field, Qiao Yunsheng's hand tapped the teacup, and his voice fell in the elegant room.
Qiao Yunsheng's eyes sank.
He remembered his former self, facing a strong opponent, but becoming more fierce.
Just like the seventeen underneath.
Qiao Yunsheng was the champion of the black market competition. Everyone who has experienced the competition will know what cruelty is.
Tolerance and kindness are of no use here. Life or death is the most important thing.
Fighting again and again is rebirth again and again, until you become inhumane.
Even if you kill an individual, you can be expressionless.
Qiao Yunsheng returned to his inattentive look again, and he reached out and picked up the teacup.
Realizing that the cup was cold, Qiao Yunsheng's fingers were so cold that he darkened his face and threw the tea cup on the ground.
He will never be the one who was slaughtered and extremely humble.
The referee hesitated for a while and stepped forward, standing some distance away from Seventeen, and he asked.
"Do you need to rest for a while?"
The referee thought he couldn't hear Seventeen's answer, but he didn't expect Seventeen who had never spoken to speak.
"unnecessary."
Seventeen spoke out in front of everyone for the first time, his voice did not fluctuate, unlike a real person.
The second game was held early.
The butcher who originally needed to face Qin Xiao is dead, so the rest of the game is to choose the winner from the seventeenth and Qin Xiao.
The gong sounded for the second time, and the contestants of the last game stepped onto the stage.
The ring was brightly illuminated by lights. Seventeen stood on the left and Qin Xiao stood on the right.
Seventeen's eyes were dumb, and Qin Xiao's eyes were firm.
The game started.
The author has something to say: Lu Huai: Do you know my future
Ye Chu: You will marry me, and then we will love each other and respect each other.
Lu Huai: I believe the first half sentence, as for the second half sentence...
Lu Huai pressed Ye Chu under his body: Let's do things that weren't done in the last life together.