urban fascination

Chapter 136: The eyes of trust

When Zhihao saw Rouyu's eyes, they suddenly lit up.There is no movement at all, just the color in the eyes, or the slight change in brightness and darkness, Zhihao has already captured it, it is very clear, Zhihao understands it.

Zhihao's heart slowly settled down, a confident light appeared in his eyes, and he could read clearly like soft jade.

Zhihao turned around slowly. During the process of turning around, Zhihao made silent movements. The movements were so fast and slight that no one could see clearly, including Rouyu, who was always concerned about Zhihao, and his eyes. Luo Han who stared at Zhihao without blinking.

But Rouyu has already felt it, from Zhihao's confident and calm eyes, she has already felt everything.

Zhihao regained his confidence.

Zhihao's regained confidence is due to Rouyu's trusting eyes.The current Zhihao is already very calm, the strength of the enemy and us has been clearly estimated, how to make a move, how to knock down the opponent and let Rouyu be safe and sound, Zhihao has already calculated clearly and accurately.

Regardless of whether Zhihao fired or not, whether Zhihao should obey Luo Han's order to put down his weapon, these are not important anymore. What is important is that Zhihao has regained his confidence. People are not their opponents at all.

Zhihao turned around slowly, and in the process of turning around, two darts were quietly held in his hands.

Zhihao secretly concentrated his thoughts, and the energy in his body rolled up like mountains and seas. If Arhat was a master of internal strength cultivation, he would definitely feel the change in Zhihao's aura. The surface was calm, but gathered the power that could destroy everything.

It's a pity, although ordinary people like Luo Han have practiced hard qigong, they have only improved their ability to resist blows, perception and insight. How can they be compared with Zhihao who has cultivated internal strength?

Suddenly there was a strange noise.Zhihao believed that this sound would definitely come, the moment he turned around, or at some point after he turned around.At the same time, I believe that Rouyu must also feel it, understand it, and tacitly understand it.

Zhihao made a move without any warning, not even his body movements could be seen.

Turn around, swing your wrists, all at the same time, in one go.

With the sharp sound of tearing the air and the power of Zhihao's mind, the darts can only imagine how much strength Zhihao used. It only lasted for a moment, and it couldn't be faster. I believe that the bullet is no more than this, or even faster Slowing down by three minutes, a black light flashed, and Luohan fell to the ground, firmly on the ground. The wrist of the right hand holding the gun was broken by a dart, and the gun fell to the ground. At the same time, another dart was nailed to the ground. On Luohan's forehead, it is between the eyebrows, which is deeply submerged, only the tail of the dart is exposed.

How accurate this is, there is no error at all, there is no possibility of error, Zhihao understands the consequences of error better than anyone else.

To describe sharpshooters and sharpshooters, such words are often used, such as piercing with every step, hitting every shot, and so on.Walking alone here, but I want to use another way to describe it, that is, point and hit.

There is only a slight difference from a third-rate shooter. The level of a third-rate shooter can be described by hitting and pointing. It is just a difference in the order of words, but it is a world of difference. The subtle difference is life-threatening.

Arhat fell to the ground, and Rouyu was completely free.

Rouyu suddenly regained her composure and threw herself into Zhihao's arms. She didn't say a word for a long time, but just hugged Zhihao tightly and pressed her face against Zhihao's chest. She clearly heard that Zhihao had calmed down. The powerful beating heart is beating smoothly and steadily.

"Okay, it's okay." Zhihao smiled slightly, and patted Rouyu's shoulder lightly. He had a lot to say, but time was urgent, and he didn't know what to say at the moment, "Let's go, don't make Mr. Long wait in a hurry .”

"Yeah." Rouyu nodded, and gently came out of Zhihao's arms, her face flushed slightly, but she had a happy and sweet expression.

Rouyu's excited expression became slightly resentful when Zhihao took her hand and walked out of the room, but Zhihao didn't feel this expression, Rouyu immediately restrained herself.

As for what this resentful expression represents, time is urgent, so we will stop for now, and explain it to readers in detail later.

When Zhihao led Rouyu out of the entertainment center, he was not stopped by anything.

Those who blocked him had fallen to the ground, and there were wounded everywhere, some unconscious and some barely awake.The monkey was still crawling on the ground, and the Arhat was dead with the dart in his eyebrows.

Who dares to stop Zhihao?

Zhihao Shun Shundang led Rouyu, walked out of the entertainment center from the backyard, and drove straight to the hotel in the north of the city.There, it was the meeting place between the Azure Dragon Society and the ### gang, and the negotiation between Long Tianxiang and Hu Baiqiang was ongoing.

Long Tianxiang and Hu Baiqiang were still sitting opposite each other, silent for a long time, both sipping a cup of Tieguanyin with strong fragrance. Tonight's tea is indeed the best of the best. The taste of the two teas is different, Subtle differences, only two people know.

Hu Baiqiang held a fine porcelain teacup, and with the other hand gracefully flicked the lid of the cup, the teacup was slowly brought to his mouth, and he took a sip.The aroma goes straight to the lungs, with unfinished meaning and profound meaning.

Long Tianxiang was different. Long Tianxiang even tasted the slightly bitter taste of Tieguanyin.The top-quality Tieguanyin has a slight bitterness in the fragrance, but after the slight bitterness, it has a strong fragrance.Tonight, Long Tianxiang's perception of Qingxiang was a little dull.

Long Tianxiang's energy was more focused on what Hu Baiqiang would say, what he would do, and how he would respond after drinking this cup of tea.

Hu Baiqiang didn't rush, and after drinking a cup of tea, he said slowly, "Brother Long, how does this top-quality Tieguanyin taste?"

"It really is good tea, the best of the best." Long Tianxiang smiled slightly.

What a dramatic scene!

The two leaders of the underworld negotiating, the atmosphere gradually became tense starting from the gentle breeze and drizzle, and now they are sipping tea in a relaxed manner, ha ha..., it's so interesting.

After drinking a cup of fragrant tea, Hu Baiqiang smiled meaningfully, "Brother Long, do you want another cup?

"No, thank you." Long Tianxiang knew that it was time for the negotiation to come to a head.

Sure enough, Hu Baiqiang put down his teacup and looked at Long Tianxiang. An imperceptible chill gradually appeared in his eyes, although Hu Baiqiang had a pleasant smile on his face.Only a person like Long Tianxiang who has walked the rivers and lakes for a long time and who is familiar with Hu Baiqiang's words and deeds can be keenly aware of this kind of chill.

Rather than being aware of it, it is better to say feel it. How can you perceive subtle things with your eyes?

"Brother Long, you and I have been on the road for a year or two. There are many things that Hu still can't figure out. I still want to ask Brother Long. I hope that for the sake of our brothers for many years, Brother Long will not hesitate to enlighten me." .” Hu Baiqiang spoke slowly.

"Brother Hu, you are being polite. If you have anything to say, please speak clearly." Long Tianxiang also put down his teacup, waiting for Hu Baiqiang to bring the conversation to the point.

"There is a saying that there are talents from all over the world. You and I are already old. I don't know what to do at our age. Hu Mou couldn't figure it out for a while, so he wanted to ask Brother Long for a lesson or two." Hu Baiqiang's opening words were clouded by mist.