Zhou Xuanji sprayed a smoke ring and said lightly: "Old Song, I hope you can keep your promise. This is the first time, and I hope it is the last time. If someone comes to disturb me next time, then there is no room for bargaining between us."

Song Xuande breathed a sigh of relief, and felt relieved, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, if there is another next time, I will come to you to apologize, and you will not come to collect debts. This time, thank you for your generosity."

Zhou Xuanji hung up the phone, stared at the woman in the corner, and finally put out the cigarette butt, pushed open the door on one side, and walked into the main hall, but a little thought appeared in his heart. The power of stealing the door seemed to be really not underestimated. If such a group of people live in the market, if they become organized and disciplined, it is indeed extremely conducive to collecting information.

At the same time, Song Xuande put down the cell phone in his hand, and a middle-aged man handed a handkerchief on one side. He took it and wiped his hands, but his eyes were erratic.

At this time, he was in the living room. The tones here were black and red like mahogany, with an antique flavor. Whether it was the tables, chairs or doors, they were also made of mahogany.

There are many antiques in the display of the room, and some calligraphy and paintings are hung on the walls, filled with the fragrance of books everywhere.

"Yun Sheng, how could Qingliu know about Zhou Xuanji this time?" Song Xuande sighed, put down his handkerchief, but there was a bit of sorrow in the corner of his eyebrows.

The middle-aged man sighed softly: "Entertainment Father, when Shuiqi and I were talking about this matter that day, Qingliu hid outside the door. With her ability, she naturally had the ability to avoid being heard by Shuiqi and me, so she went to the Magic City first. Shuiqi had just arrived at Pudong Airport now. If someone from the Magic City had notified me, I wouldn't know that Qingliu had passed by yet."

"I didn't expect that Zhou Xuanji is so terrible. What did that King of Darkness from South America do to make you so worried about Qingliu's safety?" Song Xuande nodded and finally glanced at Yun Sheng in surprise.

Yun Sheng reached out and stroked his forehead, with a look of confusion: "Entertainment Father, it's quite strange to talk about it. Mr. Bruce and I had dinner together first, and then I took him to a tea shop under our thief. When we were drinking tea, I mentioned Zhou Xuanji's name.

When I mentioned this name just now, Bruce repeated it several times, obviously he didn't know this person, and then he made a few calls. After that, his face changed. Then he didn't say a word, just said sorry to me, and left afterwards, and even now he didn't answer my phone call."

Song Xuande nodded thoughtfully, then pulled out a cigar from the wooden box on the side table, and Yun Sheng lit it for him. Then he said softly: "It seems that Zhou Xuanji should also be a king of darkness. He is indeed a person from the dark world. He thinks he is still a person with a reputation but amazing strength. He can scare off a peer with just one name. It is better not to provoke such people. There are always many friends around each king of darkness."

"Entertainment Father, should I go to the Demon City this time? I think it would be better for me to go there and bring Shuiqi and Qingliu back in person, and also bring some small gifts to Zhou Xuanji. Although we are not afraid of him, it is better not to raise such enemies."

Yun Sheng whispered that his body was actually very tall, with a calm wind, and his eyes were quite steady when he spoke.

Song Xuande nodded, a little bit of praise flashed deep in his eyes, and sighed: "Yunsheng, you are the most reliable in doing things. This is why I feel more at ease with you. It is easy to be impulsive. It is a good thing to emphasize loyalty, but in this era, being too loyal will inevitably cause a lot of trouble and even fall into the trap of the enemy. What's more, even if he helps others, others may not say he is good.

Qingliu is still young and always has a bit of willfulness. She is always a girl. She is raised like a princess since she was young. It is normal for a bad temper. So the future thief will depend on you."

"Don't worry, adoptive father, Shuiqi and Qingliu have just never suffered any losses. I believe that they will always grow in the future, so I will leave now." Yun Sheng whispered, the calmness in his eyebrows still remained unshakable.

Song Xuande responded, and finally waved his hand and said, "You bring this thing to Zhou Xuanji, just say that this is my wish."

As he spoke, he picked up a box from the desk and handed it to Yun Sheng. The box itself was not too heavy, it was made of pure wooden structure and looked antique.

Yun Sheng took the box and finally stepped out. Song Xuande watched his figure disappear, his eyes narrowed, and even sighed again. His fingertips hit the mahogany armrests of the recliner several times, and gradually returned to silence.

Qingliu slowly woke up. The moment she opened her eyes, her hand stroked her crotch directly, and then her face trembled a few times, but her body bent in pain. Then the hand kept rubbing it there. Obviously, Zhou Xuanji's kick caused her a lot of trouble.

After five minutes, she calmed down and rubbed her crotch again. She snorted heavily: "It's so perverted. She actually kicked me here. This is not only a man's weakness, but also a woman's weakness. Looking back, I have to see what's going on. I don't know if there are any sequelae."

As she muttered to herself, she stood up with the wall, finally took off the scarf on her face, surrounded her neck, and at the same time she had her clothes on her body. She turned the black clothes into a long skirt, which set off the scarf on her neck, exuding a sense of nobility.

Her appearance is quite clear, especially her hands, which are even more slender and flexible. Moreover, her skin is delicate and has a tender skin and tender flesh. Her body has a bookish atmosphere, which is very easy for people to have some protection.

With his hand on the wall, Qingliu slowly walked into the main hall, then pressed the elevator button, but her eyebrows frowned again and murmured: "How come Zhou Xuanji disappeared? With a person like him, he shouldn't be so cheap and cheap. Why didn't such a cruel man kill me first and then?"

As she spoke, the elevator had arrived. She gritted her teeth and trembled her legs and slowly walked into the elevator. At this moment, her cell phone rang and picked it up. An old voice sounded: "Qingliu, are you okay now?"

"Entertainment Father? I...is pretty good, it's okay." Qing Liu said with a smile, but the corners of his eyes were wrinkled, and there was still a vague feeling of pain between his legs.

Song Xuande sighed helplessly: "I have called you several times, but you didn't answer. You told me that you are okay? Yun Sheng has already answered you. Don't be so willful in the future. You don't move your mind and just rushed to Zhou Xuanji's house. What should you do if something happens?"

"Brother Yunsheng is here?" Qing Liu curled his lips, looked annoyed, and finally responded softly: "Enjoyed father, I understand. I won't be so impulsive again next time, but you can tell Brother Yunsheng not to come? I know you're wrong."

Song Xuande laughed a few times, revealing a bit of kindness, but after laughing, he snorted viciously: "No! He has set out. You can handle the matter between you yourself. I am old and don't want to get involved in such things anymore."
Chapter completed!