The sex in the yard is yellowing, and a hundred-year-old stranger plays a sad song of homesickness with a flute.
It was supposed to be a bleak and magnificent scene, but Li Muye thought of the other meaning of chrysanthemum and flute, and couldn't help but want to laugh.
"You are in a good mood." The samurai host said: "Aaron agreed to enter the White Dragon Group?"
Li Muye stopped outside the courtyard and said, "It is difficult to win his trust."
Samurai Dong nodded and said, "Yes, you have to know that he has experienced countless assassinations over the years. The reason why he has survived until now is not only because he is strong enough, but because he is cautious."
Li Muye said: "His strength also greatly exceeded my expectations. If he can practice the Golden Bell Kungfu to his level, even if he has not reached the divine transformation, it will not be much worse."
"That's talent." The samurai host said: "I just heard that Aaron summoned you alone, and I have been a little worried."
"Worry Huang Yonghao gave me a maggot?"
"Aaron is a person who is more willing to trust his own judgment." The samurai host said: "I am most worried about you deceiving him, but you can't deceive him. After all, your identity is sensitive and Aaron is not friendly to you."
"So I chose to tell the truth." Li Muye walked into the yard and poured a cup of tea for himself. Without explaining the process of communicating with Yebailong, the conversation turned around: "The Bailong Bodhisattva decided to convene on the Bailong call three days later. Everyone, clear the door when the God of Fighting Tournament officially starts, so we still have three days to prepare."
"Huang Yonghao is the kind of person who is not sure about taking action. He must have an overall plan to do it." The samurai host said: "Aaron has changed a lot in recent years. His reputation in Nanyang is increasing day by day, but within the group, his Control is not as good as before."
"That's because Nan Jinhui gave him up three years ago." Li Muye said: "In the past three years, he has been very insecure. The number of people who want to kill him has increased day by day, but the most important protection has disappeared. However, there are fewer and fewer people he can trust, and he is always worried that the Nanji Club has selected a replacement for him. Because of this, he does not dare to trust anyone other than you within the group, and his control has declined. It's inevitable."
"Nanjihui gave up Aaron?" Samurai Dong said in surprise: "I just completed a big deal with them a few months ago, and exchanged a batch of rare earth mines for 300 sets of weapons and equipment. In the past three years, I have handled at least ten such transactions. If they have given up Aaron, why would they still trade with us?"
Li Muye said: "It's very simple, and Bailong guessed right, they have found a new partner."
"You mean Huang Yonghao?"
"He has the greatest possibility, but other possibilities are not ruled out. Gambia is the master of the Mamba killer. Those equipment will eventually fall into his hands. Naipeng kill is a Nanyang boxing myth, and its reputation is directly behind the White Dragon Bodhisattva. Three people are eligible to take their place." Li Muye said: "The worst case is that all the three major diamonds are unpredictable."
Samurai Dong sighed and said, "If that batch of equipment is faulty, then even the Mamba Killer will be unreliable." After a pause, he said: "The most terrifying thing is that the three King Kong may have problems. In the worst situation, Aaron and I can only wait to die."
Li Muye said: "He is a stumbling block for the Nanji Society and the United States, who hope that Nanyang will be unrest, but for us, the White Dragon Bodhisattva is of great value in living, so I will never sit idly by."
"You mean that even if the worst happens, you have a way to reverse the situation?"
"Huang Yonghao is here prepared. Since I dare to go to the island, I won't be afraid of him." Li Muye said: "And now I think there are problems with the three major diamonds. It is too early to say that Nan Jin will give up the time for Bailong. It is not short, it may take longer to calculate him. Facts have proved that the White Dragon Bodhisattva is not easy to deal with. There are not a few absolutely loyal top fighters selected in the God of Fighting these years. Even the Mamba killers have problems, and we are not without them. The power of World War I."
"The rain is about to come and the wind is all over the building." Samurai Shidong looked a little more old and sad: "A few days ago, everything seemed to be under control. Why suddenly the situation got so bad that Huang Yonghao wanted In the rebellion, Nan Jin will give up Aaron for many years, and even the Gambia and Mamba killers will be unreliable. Even if this battle can be sustained, the future Nanyang rivers and lakes will probably become different in the future."
"Frozen three feet is not a day's cold." Li Muye said: "The situation has reached this point, and I can only fight a battle and do everything in my life."
"Huang Yonghao is an important figure in Nanhai Gate. Nanhai Gate is closely connected with China. If he succeeds in replacing Aaron, wouldn't it be more beneficial to you?"
"He played with Selena and provided an excuse for the United States to increase its troops in Nanyang. At the same time, the Dongying people sent people to cooperate with him to assassinate the White Dragon Bodhisattva. All signs indicate that what he wants to do is the Nanyang overlord, and he chose to cooperate. The target is more likely to be the United States!" Li Muye said: "It's impossible for a hero like him to be willing to let others go. He has no chance in China. Only Nanyang is the place to realize his ambitions."
"Have you negotiated with Aaron?" The samurai host said: "Will the Chen family agree with your plan?"
"I also want to know the answer to your question immediately." Li Muye smiled and said: "But don't worry, whether she accepts my plan or not, I am confident enough to help the White Dragon Bodhisattva survive this disaster!"
Night, Bangkok, Song Longdong Building.
The superstore in the podium is in the ascendant, and the bars next to it are feasting at night.
He was wearing a bowler hat, wearing a straight suit, and wearing bright leather shoes. A high-ranking cowboy came out of the night market in a swooshing pace, holding the blood-stained banknotes he had just earned from his life. A little girl walked up to her face, holding a basket in her arms with fresh mango rice. Looking forward to the evil coming.
"This money is for you." Eilai counted out the banknotes that Bai Qi had won and gave them to the little girl, and said in blunt Thai: "I don't want your food, and there will be a few in black clothes coming out of this mall later. Westerners, you go and pester them for a few seconds, and then you can leave."
"I can help you pester them for a while, but you need to add more money." The little girl looked at the evil and stretched out her hand to indicate that the money was not enough.
Eilai gave her two more banknotes, and then simply gave her all the money, saying: "This is given to you by a brother named Bai. Don't go out to sell your food after tonight. Go back and study hard and strive for it. Live a better life in the future."
At the gate of the superstore, a group of people in black were walking out surrounded by a tall white man. The little girl pestered a local person. When she pushed and pulled the basket, the basket in her hand was overturned, and the mango rice inside raised the front two black people. All dressed up. The little girl cried loudly, attracting many people to watch. Someone stepped forward to criticize the attitude of the man in black, while the tall white man ordered his subordinates to leave immediately in English not to be entangled. At this moment, the tall white man in the crowd suddenly shook his body, and then fell to the ground in a daze with his hands pressed against his chest.
Eilai left with the chaotic crowd, and a slender and long bamboo piece was discarded by him. This is a secret killing technique secretly passed down by the Moon Earth Insect Master. It is called Mind-Slicing Technique. It uses the hard skin of May Hsinchu to make thorns as thin as a cicada's wings. The heart will immediately cut off the opponent's heartbeat, and the target will be killed in an instant. The deceased will hardly feel pain, and it will be difficult to detect the damage afterwards.
After a long talk with Li Muye last time, Eilai decided to specialize in murder and the secret technique of holding treasure. This invisible stunt of killing people, because it is too insidious, few people are willing to practice it. He specifically consulted Gao Yuelong after hearing Li Muye's mention. With his physical skills, as long as he masters the tricks, it is not difficult to perform.
Two hours later, at an open-air barbecue nightclub stall, the evil coming out of the police station and the swollen nose and swollen white face gathered here to eat. The two ordered a 30-pound crocodile and two large bottles of wine, and they ate and drank while whispering in Chinese.
"Tomorrow, take the helicopter from the Westport Pier and fly directly to Magic Horn Island." Elai confessed: "Uncle asked me to tell you that in tomorrow's game, as long as you encounter an opponent with a red belt on your body, don't kill it. You don’t have to be merciful."
Bai Qidian nodded and asked, "What about you? How are things going?"
"This is the third one. Keep killing. The woman will appear sooner or later. I will go to the island with you tomorrow, and I will represent Yanxi Mingtang at least to make it into the quarterfinals." Eilai laughed and said, "Look at you being beaten. I look like a bear, I'm a bit worried about whether I can make the quarterfinals."
Bai Qi said: "The strength of a good hand in the black market boxing is not based on your skills, but you are daring to make a dead hand, and you will be more able to fight. It’s difficult.” Then he said: “I have read all the information on the main opponents that I passed over. You wouldn’t have encountered them before the quarterfinals. Will there be any trouble afterwards."
"It's not our turn to worry about his affairs." He said evilly: "People who are qualified to worry are not ranked by our brothers."
Bai Qidian nodded and said, "Now it depends on Chen Ju's attitude."
"Play the piano indiscriminately!" Chen Miao read the message he received again, patted it on the table, and said: "The layout has been arranged for many years, and finally the time has come. Because of his horizontal intervention, everything is messed up."
The monk Sanyun sitting on the side opened his eyes and said, "Young Master, don’t be impatient. If this matter is really as he said, the White Dragon can be much better than our original plan. With the cooperation of the White Dragon Bodhisattva, let’s The implementation of the plan will definitely get twice the result with half the effort, and maybe within a few years there will be only one voice on the Central Asian peninsula."
"The problem is that Huang Yonghao's opinions are completely contradictory to that of the brat, who should I trust?" Chen Miao said, "After all, A Hao has been with me for more than 20 years. If he has taken refuge in the United States, I can't believe it."
"If you ask the old monk what you mean, it seems to me that Mr. Li respects you more than the second master of the Huang family has feelings for you."
Chen Miao waved his hand and said, "Don't you, don't interfere with my judgment. It's not a day or two for your old man to look down on Huang Yonghao. He must speak to that kid. I have to think about it carefully..." (End of this chapter)