Chapter 10 Game

He Changfeng called the name briefly and said directly, "My master wants to see you."

Master? Zhao Shidao felt a little strange about this name. He Changfeng, dressed in a traditional Indian costume, said impatiently, "Go or not."

"Your master is the one who beat the officer in the military region?" When Zhao Shidao saw that He Changfeng did not pay attention to him, he was not much afraid of the Zhao family. He could find himself at the first time. From this, he saw that He Changfeng was not a simple person. As for the master behind He Changfeng, it was even simpler. The information from Zhao Shidao's hand could be explained, so Zhao Shidao inferred that He Changfeng was On behalf of Ye Hetu, he came to him, which proved that Zhao Shidao's speculation was right.

He Changfeng said disdainfully, "It's better to beat your Zhao family and let my master do it. Do you know what the identity is? That officer, oh, it's humiliating even if I teach you a lesson." He Changfeng's words made Zhao Shidao have to take it seriously. Zhao Qijun actually had no place in Ye Hetu's heart or even under Ye Hetu's hands. Zhao Shidao wanted to see who Ye Hetu was.

" lead the way."

He Changfeng is satisfied with Zhao Shidao's attitude. If Zhao Shidao doesn't go, he will inevitably do it. He Changfeng is not a fool. He knows the consequences of doing it in the Zhao family. At that time, it will cause some unnecessary trouble. It is not easy to tell Ye Hetu. Ye Hetu asked him to catch Zhao Shidao to see him. He Changfeng knows how to make a little trick to let Zhao Shidao. Volunteering to follow him to see Ye Hetu, the starting point was different, but the result was the same, and the impact was minimal. If Zhao Shidao knew the general situation, he would obviously follow He Changfeng to see Ye Hetu. From the moment He Changfeng found the Zhao family, Zhao Shidao should understand this truth.

Yiran Teahouse, with a simple name and elegant scenery in the teahouse, a young man sat in the teahouse and drank tea. Longjing Biluochun, the most expensive in the teahouse, was drunk by the young man. He sat in the teahouse boredly and dozed off. The owner of the teahouse wanted to come and remind him, but he was afraid of annoying the guests. The boss left in anger and left without tears. The bill to be settled by young people is a big business, and the turnover of the teahouse for more than half a month is in the hands of young people.

He Changfeng took Zhao Shidao to the Yiran teahouse. Zhao Shidao looked up at the signboard of the teahouse and scored the upcoming Ye Hetu in his heart. Judging from the appearance of the environment of the teahouse, the Ye Hetu in Zhao Shidao's heart should be a tasteful person. He entered the teahouse with He Changfeng, and He Changfeng went straight to the sleeping young man. In, he slapped the table and rushed to the sea fiercely. Even if Zhao Shidao had excellent cultivation, he could not guess He Changfeng's behavior. Is this He Changfeng's master? It's not a good situation for subordinates to treat their master like this.

What surprised Zhao Shidao was still behind. He Changfeng's slap on the table was already very loud. At least he calmed the teahouse owner. He didn't dare to come out and say that the A San brothers were quiet, and other guests wanted to drink tea and play cards. The guests around looked at this situation and walked away and did not forget to be at the table when they left. A few yuan for tea was left on it, but the young man on the table turned over and continued to take a nap. He didn't wake up because He Changfeng slapped the table.

Zhao Shidao was speechless. He Changfeng couldn't help looking at the young man's buttocks, and a howling sounded in the ears of Zhao Shidao and the teahouse owner.

"He Changfeng, are you crazy?" The young man who was kicked in the buttocks by He Changfeng covered his buttocks and scolded. Mandarin was not very standard, and it seemed to have a local accent.

He Changfeng, dressed as A San, smiled and said, "Aga Gantuo, change my clothes back quickly, or I will tell the master about it."

Agaganto, a member of the Solomon family, has always disliked family fights. He secretly came to China to play with Ye Hetu. Agaganto's later son is called Agamen, who is the scum of the Solomon family. As the saying goes, the upper beam is not straight and the lower beam is crooked. What kind of father he has a son. In China, it is called A father must have a son.

He Changfeng's clothes on Agagantuo is a veritable Indian Asan. This comes from the bet between He Changfeng and Agagantuo. He Changfeng lost, Agagantuo's clothes were exchanged with He Changfeng, and sneaked to China to be wild.

Zhao Shidao, who was standing, casually chose one to sit down, which was tem. Agaganto noticed Zhao Shidao and asked Zhao Shidao with great interest, "Are you the Zhao family he wants to meet?"

Only then did Zhao Shidao realize that it was not the young man in front of him who wanted to see him, but someone else. Zhao Shidao, who had a good education, replied with a smile, "Yes, my surname is Zhao. I think there may be some misunderstanding with Mr. Ye."

He Changfeng said to Zhao Shi, "You wait here first. I'll call the master." Turning around and leaving, the eye-catching words behind He Changfeng are naturally Agagantuo's masterpiece. Agagantuo looked at He Changfeng's back and snickered, and then asked Zhao Shidao, "I heard that in your China, there is a saying called courtesy and reciprocity?"

Zhao Shidao was a little interested in Agaganto from India, so he replied, "There is such a saying."

"Then he slapped you from the Zhao family. Do you want to slap one back?" Agaganto's understanding of Chinese traditional culture is not one-sided. He can learn and use it and replace it appropriately, which shows that there is still a future in China.

"To treat guests from afar, we in China still have a way to treat guests." Zhao Shidao's face is stable, which not only reflects the traditional virtues of China's long history, but also tests the origin of Ye Hetu from Agagantuo in another aspect.

"Are you in China? How do you know he is not Chinese? Agaganto seems to have been tricked. The breadth and depth of Chinese characters is not a particularly profound connotation that outsiders can understand.

"With all due respect, where is Mr. Ye from?" Zhao Shidao recognized the right time, threw out the right questions, and inquired about the specific identity of Ye Hetu.

Agaganto suddenly became serious, and his expression was extremely serious. After looking around, he quietly came to Zhao Shidao's ear and said, "In fact, many people don't know his true identity. Even the person who just called his master doesn't know who his master is, but I know his origin."

"Oh?" Zhao Shidao was attracted by the mystery shown by Agagantuo at this moment, and Agagantuo, who was waiting to be hooked, solved the mystery of Ye Hetu's identity for him.

Agagantuo whispered to Zhao Shidao in a voice that only the two of them could hear.

"Actually, I know he is not from this planet. He is from an alien."

Zhao Shidao, who held his breath and listened to the answer revealed by Agagantuo, suddenly shook his body.

He Changfeng, who changed his formal clothes, came back to Yangjiao Hutong. He had just reached the gate of the quadrangle courtyard. Before he could knock on the door, He Changfeng's muscles tightened in an instant. He looked at a corner in the distance and his eyebrows tightened. This is a unique manifestation of danger, and this danger can threaten life. He Changfeng's Cold sweat began to come from his forehead. Who is lurking there?

"Come in." The sound of Ye Hetu came from the yard. He Changfeng bravely adjusted his state and was ready to go in, which made He Changfeng's heart relieved that the fierce killing machine in the distance dissipated with Ye Hetu's words.

"Master, I have taken him to Yiran Teahouse, and Agaganto is watching him." He Changfeng wiped away the sweat on his face and was relieved. For the master hidden outside the quadrangle courtyard, He Changfeng had no confidence to go out at all. As a subordinate of Ye Hetu, He Changfeng used to exclude the omnipotent master from thinking when thinking.

Ye Hetu, who played chess with the old man, heard He Changfeng's words and did not raise his head and said, "There are some things that Agagantuo and you have to say, right?"

"Master, you are wronged. It's Agagantuo's bitch who followed him, and it has nothing to do with me." He Changfeng hurriedly explained that it was impossible not to have bad luck to get involved with Agagantuo.

"Teacher, that's all for today. Let's finish this game of chess when we have time." Ye Hetu jumped quietly and said to the old man with a smile on his face.

"Well, go ahead. Come to me if you have trouble or problems that can't be solved. I, an old man, have been used to living a plain life for more than 20 years and want to move his muscles and bones. Otherwise, when I'm old, I can't move." The old man raised his head and said kindly to Ye Hetu. The weight of the latter was getting heavier and heavier in the old man's heart. The old man had the intention to push Ye Hetu with all his strength in his life, which was also a wish that he did not catch up.

Ye Hetu then said goodbye, took He Changfeng out of the quadrangle courtyard, gently closed the upper door, stood in place, staring at the distant corner as before He Changfeng was silent. He Changfeng did not open his mouth. He knew that the master had also found it, otherwise he would not have called him just now.

"That's good." Ye Hetu let go of his footsteps and walked out of the alley. There was a master lurking in the distant corner. According to Ye Hetu's speculation, his strength could completely win the dragon list. Two years ago, when Ye Hetu came here, he had found that the strength of the dragon list was not a threat to Ye Hetu two years ago. It seemed that Individuals protect the elderly. The old man living in the courtyard obviously did not realize when a peerless master was secretly protecting himself. Ye Hetu had infinite admiration for the old man who should be called the grandpa. Today, he learned about the blood relationship, and there was a little more family affection in this respect.

He Changfeng recruited a taxi, and the two ran to the Yiran Teahouse.

The old man in the yard calculated a plan. He was careful and his interest shifted to the chessboard. He saw that a jump was already in the general when Ye Hetu was about to leave. The old man laughed. The son of a bitch had to plan on me before leaving. He said that he moved the handsome to the right and took a closer look. A car on the right was facing the handsome position. The old man laughed. It was even bigger. He moved the handsome back to the left, but Ye Hetu's pawn stood quietly in front of the handsome.

The old man stopped laughing.

This game of chess was won by Ye Hetu.