Master of the city

"OK, you are the master. If you don't say it, we won't say it. Who makes me respect my elders. Then I say, sir, what else do you want to ask? For example, did I kill the dead guest in your club? Or did I instigate anyone to kill? "

Zhang Fan said with his feet on the ground. The purple clay teapot, which was not broken when the table was broken, was copied by Zhang Fan. Then Zhang Fan appeared in his other hand with another cup. So leisurely poured a cup of tea for himself, drank it, and then threw it on the ground.

"Crack" a crisp ring, tea overflowing, this action is like a declaration of war to Jin Jianjun.

But this time, Jin Jianjun put down that tone. Instead, his face became calm, as if nothing had happened.

"Of course not. Even if you do these things, will you admit it? "

Jin Jianjun sneered. Of course, he knew that these were not done by the young people in front of him.

"Sir, if you want to ask me, I'll admit it. Anyway, you just want to find someone to carry the pot, so what if I carry the pot? But if there's no nutrition topic like this, you'd better not ask. Just let the cops come and ask me. "

"In fact, those questions are not important. Young man, I want to ask you a question. Have you ever left your seat while eating here? If you leave, what are you going to do? "

At this time, an old man in a blue robe turned out from behind the rockery. Seeing the old man, Zhang Fan's eyes narrowed slightly.

This old man is no other than master Ling daojiling, who has disappeared from Hong Kong Island recently. Before, Zhang Fan still thought about how to find out this old thing before he left Hong Kong Island. Now that's good, the old thing has come out by itself. It saved Zhang Fan a lot of trouble.

"What are you? Just now I beat a dog. Will a fox come out again? "

I don't like Ling Daoji and Zhang Fan at all. Anyway, now I'm a jerk. So it's normal to scold him, isn't it?

"Xiao you, your sharp tongue is not very good. But I think you look like an old friend of mine. "

When Ling Daoji spoke, his eyes were always on Zhang Fan's face.

Ling Daoji and Zhang Fan had a close contact. As a feng shui master, he is different from Jin Jianshe.

Jin Jianshe also had face-to-face contact with Zhang Fan. But Jin Jianshe is just an ordinary person after all. If he wants to identify someone, it's mainly through his eyes. But Ling Daoji is different. As a good feng shui master, even if he is not as good at observing the aura as Zhang Fan, he will be very sensitive to the aura of a person or a place. Otherwise, Ling Daoji could not have felt something wrong on the first floor when he walked into Jinxin building.

At this time, fan's face has been fine tuned. It's different from his original appearance. But Ling Daoji can feel that Zhang Fan's breath makes him familiar.

"Well, I say bad old man, who do you say? I live well. Why do you curse me to death? "

Zhang Fan's a drink scold, the lingdaoji to scold the circle.

"Little friend, when did I say I wanted you to die?"

"Don't you say I'm like your old fart? Don't old friends mean dead? I tell you, don't bully me. I haven't read for a few days. I still know these words. "

Zhang Fan's face is full of black lines.

When did an old friend become a dead man? There must be a limit for this son of a bitch without culture, right? The old man was so angry that he kept cursing Zhang Fan, but he soon woke up. He felt that the boy was not simple, and he didn't seem to be so confused. Is this a diversion? Heart read electricity turn between, Ling Daoji quickly calm down his emotions, put on a smiling face to Zhang Fan.

"Xiaoyou, you misunderstood. Old friends are not dead people. It's about people you used to know. This feeling only shows that we are predestined. I wonder if you can answer my question? Did you ever leave for dinner and go to other places? "

"Yes, so what?"

Zhang Fan tilted his head and answered with indifference.

There is no way for Zhang Fan to deny the fact that he once left. Let's not say if there are cameras around the table. Even the four girls who held the table before can prove that Zhang Fan did leave. The present inquiry is just to make sure again.

"Oh, where did you go? What did you do after that? I don't know if you can tell me more about it? "

Ling Daoji's eyes narrowed slightly. This problem is a little important.

"Where else can I go after my meal there? Don't you make this garden for people to turn around? Can't we just be a decoration and eat in the middle? I just walked around the garden, and then I peed behind the rockery. Anyway, you need to plant trees and flowers here. It's good to get some farm manure. What's the big deal? "When Zhang Fan said this, Jin Jianjun's eyebrows suddenly jumped.

His club is a symbol of status in the upper class society of Hong Kong Island. Those who can come here to play are either the meritorious employees in his company or the bigwigs in the upper class. How can such people pee in his restaurant!

Next to her, jinbifang was listening to the sound of her mouth. Although I know that the boy surnamed Zhang is not a proper person. But Jin Bifang never thought that he would pee in such a place.

"Well Can you take me to see where your holy water is poured, Xiao you? "

On the contrary, Ling Daoji's self-cultivation is better than those of the Jin family. He puts forward another request to Zhang Fan.

"You're not right, old man. Do you remember where you peed in the public toilet the day before yesterday? I just came here once and peed here once. If you want me to find out for you, you might as well let the one who is going to shock over there use his dog nose to find out for you. "

Zhang Fan rolled his eyes and his face was full of "you melon skin".

Ling Daoji's face was slightly changed by Zhang Fan, but after taking two deep breaths, he still suppressed his anger. He was just measuring things in the back. He just heard the fighting here, but didn't see the specific situation. Now when Zhang Fan talked about tie Yingfei, Ling Daoji found out that tie Yingfei was in a terrible situation. His arm and hand had been completely abandoned. And seeing Chen Kaixuan covering tie Yingfei's mouth, Ling Daoji could also guess. Once tie Yingfei dared to speak rudely again, it would be a small problem in front of him Son is really going to kill.

His old man is good at Feng Shui, but if you really want to fight with people I'm afraid ten lingdaoji are not enough for a master who can kill tie Yingfei.

"Well, if you can't find it, you can't find it. Young man, can you do me a favor? "

"No

Zhang Fan's answer is firm, and extremely not according to the routine. Ling Daoji almost choked on Zhang Fan.

"I said that young man is in our company after all, and you are Xiaofang's brother. I think you can sell me some face. It won't be so embarrassing if we meet in the future, will it? I'll send someone to handle two passes for you and your friends. As long as you cooperate with us today, the club will be your backyard when you want to come and play. There are also those female stars and so on. As long as you can see them and I can get them for you, I will get them for you. What do you think? "

When Zhang Fan quarrels with Ling Daoji, jinbifang lies in Jin Jianjun's ear and tells him something about Zhang Fan. Of course, Zhang Fan likes women.

Jin Jianjun is afraid that Zhang Fan doesn't have any hobbies. Since he likes women, give her a woman. It's very good for him to have such a powerful thug around, even with his niece. If I have something to do, my niece can't help. What's the difference between following yourself?

"Well, since you have said that, what else can I say? Who, old man, do you want me to help you? "

Since Zhang Fan has made himself a lecherous person, he has to carry it out to the end. What's more, he wants to see what kind of tricks Ling Daoji can play.

"Simple. Xiao you, please come with me

Ling Daoji's face has restored the smiling appearance, and he made a gesture to Zhang Fan.

Zhang Fan found that the direction Ling Daoji wanted him to go seemed to be the direction where he buried the skeleton of Yin fire. The old man, isn't his ability good, and he found the problem?

But if you find the problem, why let yourself go? Zhang Fan didn't understand, but since he agreed, Zhang Fan didn't shirk. He got up and followed Ling Daoji. Bassoon and his uncle and nephew followed them.

Among the rockeries in this Oriental Garden, I took several turns. Finally leading and leading Zhang Fan to a grapevine. At this moment, the leaves on this vine are abnormal yellow, from the inside to the outside. It seems that they will die soon.

Zhang Fan is familiar with this grapevine. At the beginning, he buried the ghost under the vine.