City Marshal

Chu Tian couldn't help admiring Jiangmen Huzi secretly. Li Huanhong didn't tell about the turmoil in the auction, nor did he say that the price of Tibetan velvet fruit was auctioned at more than sixty times the price, and he didn't tell Li Jiacheng about his conflict with him. Difficulties are swallowed in the heart, silently bear and solve.

Li Jiacheng nodded and did not directly respond to his son's words. Instead, he picked out the exquisitely packaged Tibetan velvet fruit, handed it to Chutian, and said with a big smile: "Chutian, what you want is not good at all." Take it upon yourself, come, accept it, and hope it will help your friend recover."

Li Huanhong's complexion finally changed, but he finally endured it.

Chu Tian took the Tibetan velvet fruit and put it in the hands of the old demon, his eyes condensed light, and said lightly: "Old demon, you immediately lead ten dead men to escort the Tibetan velvet fruit back to Beijing, and then hand it over to the chief surgeon. Be sure to hand it over to him personally, and anyone who intends to snatch the hidden velvet fruit on the way will be killed without mercy!"

When he said the last three words, Chu Tian's eyes could not help revealing a murderous look, which made Li Huanhong, who was not far away, feel a slight chill in his heart. He couldn't imagine that this little pervert with no proof of financial means would have such an aura. Immediately, I can't help but change my impression of it, thinking about its origin and identity.

The old demon took the Tibetan velvet fruit and stuffed it into his arms, then turned around and walked out the door.

Li Jiacheng secretly praised: This kid is efficient enough to do things.

After the old demon left, Chu Tian took out the check book from his bosom, wrote a few words like flying with a pen, then put it on the marble table, and said with a smile: "Mr. Li, here is 8000 million, please be sure to accept it!" , without your enthusiastic help, I am afraid I will have to pay 18 million, or even [-] billion."

Li Jiacheng knew that Chutian was not a person who took advantage of small things, and if he didn't accept it, he would definitely feel uncomfortable, so he calmly said to Li Huanhong: "It turned out to be your money, so you can accept the check from Chutian, and, I’m going to have dinner with the Chief Executive later, and you will have a light meal with Chu Tian for me.”

Just as Chutian was about to refuse, Li Jiacheng waved his hand to stop him, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Chutian, the steaks from New Zealand are brought in today, you can stay at Tianyun Villa for a meal, and chat with Huanhong by the way. We are all young people who can learn from each other's strengths and sharpen their sharp edges."

Chu Tian nodded helplessly.

At this time, Li Huanhong had just picked up the check, and he couldn't help showing surprise on his face. It wasn't that 8000 million scared him, but that the check belonged to a Swiss bank cash promissory note payable at sight, and everyone in the upper class knew that , This kind of cash promissory note can be overdrafted at least 5000 million US dollars. Is this kid pretending to be poor in the auction house?Li Jiacheng got up after exchanging greetings and went out. Li Huanhong personally sent him out of the door. When he came back, his face was a little more relaxed. Seeing Chutian still leaning on the sofa and drinking tea lazily, he walked across to him and sat down. , with a loose face, asked with interest: "Who are you?" Chu Tian picked up the purple sand teapot, raised his hand and poured half a cup of tea for him, and then asked with a smile: "Why don't you ask?" Ask about things in the auction house? For example, I molested your female secretary, for example, I have no money but I am bidding blindly, and more importantly, why did you transfer the velvet fruit you took back for your father to me?" Li Huanhong smiled heartily. I got up, picked up the good tea brewed at [-] yuan and a half taels, and waited until my mouth was filled with the fragrance of tea and the warmth in my stomach, before I slowly responded: "Seeing your Swiss bank cashier's check, the previous problems are gone. It's important, as for why my father gave you the velvet fruit, if you want to tell me, you will naturally speak up."

Chu Tian almost clapped his hands in praise, stood up and said, "Mr. Li, it's almost noon, why don't we talk after eating New Zealand steak?" Li Huanhong smiled slightly, turned his head and shouted: "Mother Wu, prepare the meal."

In less than half an hour, a table full of delicacies will be ready.

After the few people were seated, Li Huanhong waved the servants to leave, obviously not wanting others to hear the speech, then he turned the red wine and poured it for Chu Tian and Su Rongrong. He lowered his voice and said, "Thank you for my elder brother's business."

Chu Tian didn't hide or flaunt it, and responded lightly: "No need!"

Li Huanhong's complexion changed drastically. Although his father tried his best to cover up his mouth from outsiders, he was outspoken to his family. Therefore, Li Huanhong knew clearly about the kidnapping of his brother and the gun battle in Tianwang Fishing Village. Of course, the hero Chutian was indispensable. The father's attitude and reaction guessed some of Chutian's origins, so there was a test.

Li Huanhong regained his composure, raised his wine glass and said with a smile, "I want to respect you for this wine!"

Chu Tian drank it unceremoniously, and only said lightly after the glass was empty: "You didn't have the slightest doubt, and you didn't prove my ability, so you are so grateful to Dade, I have to praise the general style of the Li family's children, and you can see the leopard in your eyes And to grasp the overall situation, to be honest, you have at least [-]% of Mr. Li's demeanor."

This evaluation seems to be very high, so Li Huanhong's face was as bright as a flower, and he replied after a while: "Let's not be too polite, you and I are friends now, can you do me a favor? Ever since my elder brother happened, my father He opened a security company to provide loyal and reliable bodyguards for rich businessmen in Hong Kong."

Chu Tian didn't speak, waiting for his supplement.

After a slight pause, Li Huanhong continued: ""When I returned to Hong Kong from the United States, my father left it to me to manage. To be honest, I am also very optimistic about the huge profits brought by this market, and I personally participated in the review of several batches of instructors. What The special forces are retired, and there are all kinds of Sanda masters. "

"But I don't know why, I always feel that they are missing something, but I can't tell. You are able to rescue my eldest brother. There must be something extraordinary. I believe you can see the clues. I don't know if you can find time to take a look? Don't worry, I Will pay you, even though I know you won't care about that in return."

The 8000 million check was pushed over again.

Chu Tian admired Li Huanhong's straightforward decision, so he smiled a few times and said, "Of course, my mission in Hong Kong is basically over, so I have been very free recently. You can find me anytime when you are free. Besides, I even said that I am a friend." , there is no need to involve money, so as not to be vulgar."

Of course, I don't want a check of 8000 million. What I want is the cooperation of the Li family in real estate, but now is not the time. He picked up the red wine and said with a smile: "Come on, finish the wine!"

After this meal, it was already evening.

When Chutian got into the car and left Li's house, he also received a call from the old demon, telling him that the hidden velvet fruit had been successfully handed over to the chief surgeon, and asked if he needed to return to Hong Kong. Chutian thought for a while and let the old demon stay in the capital , Zhao Baokun is dead, and Lao Jiang's people go to Loukong, and the danger to himself has been reduced by more than half.

When he came down to the mountain, Tian Yangsheng turned his head and asked: "Where are you going?" Chu Tian tapped on the window of the car lightly with his fingers, and spit out a few words: "Taoyuan Tea House."

Taoyuan Tea House.

The tea house is an architectural form of a four-sided hall. Through the four-sided flower windows, you can see the surrounding lush flowers and plants, lush and green bamboos. There is a couplet hanging on the two beams and columns at the entrance, which is written on the wooden sign, "Jiegoudi is a secluded place. , the water is like jasper, and the mountain is like daisy; the poet lives well, the phoenix is ​​tall, the crane is like a pine."

The font is elegant and dusty, vigorous and powerful.

When Chutian stepped into the elegant and noble tea house, Par Wumang sat at the door and played the piano. The indistinct zither sound slowly flowed out from his slender fingertips, like a player full of intense emotions in his heart, but he could The stern and desolate attitude uses music to interpret the joys and sorrows, rise and fall of the world.

Chu Tian didn't know whether it was because of the ups and downs of things in the past few days, or because he was affected by Paer Wumang's compassion for the world and humanity, and felt that he understood more and more the meaning of Paer Wumang's zither sound, and wanted to have no desires and no desires. But always in the inner world of his own struggle, sometimes the waves are turbulent, and sometimes it is flat and quiet.

Par Wumang sat alone in the center of the empty hall, concentrating on playing the zither. In order to pursue elegance and tranquility, this guy bought the whole Taoyuan tea house. His extraordinary zither skills aroused the vision in Chutian's mind However, life in the rivers and lakes clung to him like fate, which made him feel sad uncontrollably.

Chu Tian unceremoniously walked to the table in front of him, lay down on the Persian blanket, and poured the tea that was still steaming, as if he had never been afraid of this murderer who was like chopping vegetables, and who also collected thousands of dollars. The glorious son of Hinduism, he can even talk about falling in love with his father's woman, so how can he blame himself for being rude?The sound of the zither turns to the end, which appropriately expresses the tragic situation of human life being so cheap during the bloody battle in the rivers and lakes. Its precise grasp of space, rhythm and weight, and the rich changes of the zither sound are like a galloping horse and a thousand people. The desolate scenes of melee fighting, blood flowing like rivers, and prosperity turning into scorched earth are all expressed in the curling zither sound.

The song is over!Chu Tian applauded before he even had time to drink the tea. A smile flashed in Paer Wumang's eyes, and then he showed a rare helplessness, and sighed: "You seem to never know how to be tired or rest. Seeing Now you, who can believe that you were almost killed in the alley a few days ago?" Chutian took a few breaths, and looked at Paer Wumang's indifferent response: "For me, life is always dangerous. How can I make them fear me from the bottom of their hearts if I don’t appear to be more breathless than others? People are always afraid of tossing, and if they are not afraid of tossing, they will become invincible.”

Pal Wumang praised: "Brilliant!"

Chu Tian ignored his praise, turned his head and said with a smile: "Do you know the reason for my visit?" Par Wumang smiled lightly, and said with insight into his meaning: "About the silver-haired killer!"

Chu Tian clapped his hands and said, taking advantage of his drunkenness, "In addition to being bored, I'm also somewhat curious!"

Par Wumang always seems to be able to tolerate Chu Tian's outspokenness, sliding his slender fingers on the strings, and said meaningfully: "Everyone has some unspeakable thoughts, and I believe you have them in your heart, so why bother to ask them?" ? Besides, even if I want to tell you, I have to deal with the enemy in front of me before we can talk freely.”

There were messy footsteps outside the door, accompanied by a strong murderous aura.

Tian Yangsheng and the four dead soldiers instantly entered a fighting state.

Chu Tian finished his tea and said in surprise, "You have so many enemies."

Par Wumang smiled wryly, his eyes fell on the quiet outside, and he said lightly: "Taoyuan Tea House seems to have only told you, and my enemies are all assassinated by one person, and the dozens of enemies tonight are probably aimed at you. Come here, it seems that you are my trouble, did I owe you in my previous life?" Chu Tian shook his head slightly, and said firmly: "How could it be mine?" When the words fell, Chu Tian attacked Tian Yangsheng Gestures, no matter who the enemy is, cannot make him appear too calm and calm.

Tian Yangsheng's murderous aura filled the air, he drew his sword and rushed out.

The light of the knife is like lightning.

His people seem to be faster than Daoguang.

In a flash of the knife, he had already rushed to the door, and the knife pierced into the wooden door.

There was a scream from behind the door, and a person fell down.

His eyes were left with the last light.

He had no idea that a knife would go through the door and plunge into his chest.

He looked at Tian Yangsheng in surprise, as if saying, "You killed me just like that?" Chu Tian glanced at the outline of the deceased, and couldn't help being slightly surprised: Korean?