37 Finding Trouble

Three-Legged Dragon Manor, in the lobby.

Zhao Changcun's face was constantly changing...

Countless questions popped up in his heart. The next second, he took a step forward and snatched the bald man's cell phone.

His eyes widened, and it was bloodshot inside.

"Are you sure it is them?" The voice was extremely cold.

The other party on the phone obviously paused a bit, but didn't dare to hesitate, and quickly continued, "Boss, I am sure it is them! Their clothes are too conspicuous, too unique, they are now on the blocked street, and they…"

Before he finished speaking, Zhao Changcun unceremoniously interrupted, "Is it the only two of them? Is there anyone else besides them? Do they have any weapons on their bodies? Tell me everything clearly, remember, not a single detail is allowed to miss!" Zhao Changcun yelled.

The bald man was stunned by the side with a dumbfounded look.

And the voice of the person on the phone started to cry at this moment: "Boss, just the two of them... There is no one around, I can be sure! And they are all bare-handed, without any weapons, now they also seem to have encountered some troubles, because their clothes were so weird. Some of the guests who came to attend the funeral of the old man of the Zhao Family seemed to make them trouble!"

Hu…

Hearing this, Zhao Changcun took a deep breath.

"I know!" After a few seconds of silence, the words came out coldly.

Then he hung up the phone as his bloodshot eyes slowly moved to the bald man.

There was terrible killing intent in his eyes.

The latter was cold all over, "Mr. Zhao, this is our mistake, you can rest assured, I will solve it right away, and immediately..."

After speaking, the bald man turned around and wanted to leave.

"Wait!" Zhao Changcun scolded.

"Mr. Zhao... I..." The bald man wanted to explain something.

"The two of them didn't bring anything. If they just came to this manor, let them come in. Also, they won't be able to come in too easily. They don't have an invitation letter!" Zhao Changcun's eyes were cold, he seemed to be planning something.

"Yes!" The bald man lowered his head and quickly answered.

"Go by yourself." Zhao Changcun added another sentence.

"Yes, Mr. Zhao!" At this time, the bald man left the lobby. When he was standing outside the lobby, a gentle breeze blew, but instead, he felt that his whole body was cold... The clothes on his body were soaked in sweat. The appearance of Zhao Changcun just now was really so horrible.

After getting out of Three-Legged Dragon Manor, the bald man has recovered a lot. The fear in his eyes slowly turned into a cold killing intent, "Two bastards, what are they? Almost killed Lao Tzu, don't let Lao Tzu catch you, otherwise, see how I will torture you to death!"

After abandoning these words, the bald man called back the number and ran over after confirming the location of Ye Bei.

...

Back on the street.

Young Master Wu's father, with the two bodyguards, looked cold.

"That bastard, I don't know what was going crazy with him today, now, we lost face like walking naked on the street. If it weren't for being my son, I would want to kick him to death... This idiot! I'm so angry! Little Xu, later, take that little shit directly to the hospital." As he walked, he cursed fiercely.

Two hundred meters behind Ye Bei, those eyes were bloodshot, as if they could kill at any time.

"Boss, calm down! Young aster is probably taking drugs!" A bodyguard next to him answered.

"Yeah, we can't blame the young master. In fact, I think the Golden Age Hotel today is quite strange. Boss, you think about it, these two days have been the funeral of the Zhao Family's old patriarch, countless people came from other places. The entire Q City's hotel should be full, and the demand should be in short supply. However, there is no one at the Golden Age hotel. When we went to pick up the young master, there were not even a few waiters." The other bodyguard thought for a while and said in a deep voice.

"There is such a thing?" After Young Master Wu's father listened, he paused briefly and frowned.

As the chairman of a listed company with hundreds of millions of assets in his hand, his IQ was definitely not low.

If what the bodyguard said was true, there was indeed something extraordinary in it.

"Yes, boss, there is indeed..." The bodyguard nodded very seriously.

However, when Young Master Wu's father began to think about the problem, an accident happened before him!

He immediately retracted his mood, with a smile on his mouth, "Don't think about those things, now it's fun to watch, the two idiots in front are in trouble!"

...

Wang An and Ye Bei who were walking slowly were stopped by a group of people in suits.

The two of them absolutely didn't want to make any trouble in such a place, but in this world, there was never a shortage of 'blind' people.

"Hey, boy, today is the funeral of the old master of the Zhao Family. Do you wear such a white gown deliberately just to spoil the atmosphere, or do you want to any other special play? Besides, who made you dare to look at Lao Tzu with that kind of look? Do you believe me that I will dig your eyes out? And you, old man, what's with that street clothes of yours? You look like a dog from the countryside, you know that?" A man in a black suit pulled a very beautiful woman and stood in front of Ye Bei.

The man had long and narrow eyes, a high forehead, vertical eyebrows, and full of flesh on his face. This look was very evil at first glance. He must be evil on weekdays, he was definitely not a good person.

It was the beautiful woman who was being pulled by him, with a slender figure, fair skin, black hair, and a shawl, she looked very pitiful, but that beautiful woman, at this time, her eyes were still staring at Ye Bei.

The look in her eyes was charming and enchanting, and it was clear that she acted like a red apple seducing white snow.

If it weren't for the man in the suit, maybe the beauty would rush up directly and ask Ye Bei for contact information.

Yes, Ye Bei's looks were so perfect and so handsome... Throughout the ages, it was unknown how many women with the country-destroying beauty wanted to throw themselves on Ye Bei, it had to be known that as long as Ye Bei gave them a wink, those beauties would instantly agree, so the action of the woman in front of Ye Bei was understandable.

Chinese people have a habit of watching the excitement. After a man-made disturbance was made, dozens of people would surround the 'troublemaker' instantly. This tradition had been going on for thousands of years and had never changed.

Ye Bei had encountered this kind of thing too many times in the long river of years.

He carried his hands on his back, his face carried neither joy nor sadness, nor any emotion.

Those eyes still looked forward faintly...

As for the beauty and the arrogant man, they couldn't get into his eyes at all.

Wang An, standing next to Ye Bei, was different...

Suddenly was blocked like this, his brows raised slightly, his rickety body stood up a bit, and then his vicissitudes and deep eyes swept across the man faintly.

"Scram!" After a long time, Wang An coldly spat out such a word.