The laughter fell, and Hong Sanbao narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhang Yiming and said: Mr. Wang, I think we all don’t want to act.How about talking openly?
What's the meaning?
Zhang Yiming was shocked.
What's the meaning?Mr. Wang knows it in his heart?
Hong Sanbao said treacherously.
I don't know.Why would Mr. Hong explain it to me clearly?
Zhang Yiming tentatively said, not knowing what the Hong surnamed knew and what kind of abacus was.
Hong Sanbao stopped practicing Tai Chi anymore and said aloud: OK.Since Mr. Wang insists on me, I will say it.
Zhang Yiming looked at Hong Sanbao coldly without saying a word. He wanted to hear what Hong Sanbao would say.
Hong Sanbao did not immediately get into the topic, but waved to a subordinate next to him, went and asked them to have a bottle of wine.
Not long after, a bottle of Martell XO was sent in. Hong Sanbao opened it himself, poured a glass for Zhang Yiming and himself, then picked up the wine glass, and said to Zhang Yiming: Mr. Wang, I, Hong, came today to solve the problem between us and make friends with you.I admire Mr. Wang's courage, so I wish you a cup first.
The long-legged big belly cups that drink red wine have a large capacity, but people usually don’t fill them up.
This time, Hong Sanbao had a full cup and drank it all in one go. It not only gave face but also secretly created momentum, so he suppressed Zhang Yiming's intention first.
Zhang Yiming looked at Hong Sanbao coldly without saying a word. He grabbed the wine glass in front of him and killed it in one sip. It was faster and more flexible than Hong Sanbao.
Although Zhang Yiming already felt that the situation was very unfavorable to him, it was just a glass of wine. Could it be that this person named Hong could put poison in it? How could he lose his momentum at this time?
It’s just a pity that these wines are not the way to drink red wine.
OK, Mr. Wang is so happy, I have made your friend.
Hong Sanbao laughed.
Zhang Yiming firmly stabilized his mind and could not be led by the other party at this time.
He smiled faintly, Mr. Hong, let’s stop talking politely.You said that we are here to solve the problem between us. What problems are there between us and us to solve Ah?
Hong Sanbao smiled at this time, and was not annoyed that Zhang Yiming pretended to be deaf and dumb.Mr. Wang, aren’t you here to buy a watch?
Then you say, what am I here for?
Zhang Yiming asked back.
Hong Sanbao knew that Zhang Yiming was messing with his words, but he didn't care, because he had already concluded in his heart that Zhang Yiming was not a note. Since that was the case, what about the briefing on Zhang Yiming?
In this situation, Hong Sanbao feels that he has the upper hand.
If you guess correctly, Mr. Wang, is the owner of this watch your relative or friend?I think Mr. Wang is not here to look for a watch, he is here to look for someone, right?
2
This man surnamed Hong was indeed a treacherous person, and he immediately guessed Zhang Yiming's identity and purpose of coming here.Zhang Yiming's thoughts changed sharply, thinking about how to deal with it, should he continue to deny it, or showdown just now?
At this moment, with a snap, Lao Zai, who was sitting next to Hong Sanbao, was slapped in the face, and five blood marks appeared on the cheek.
This slap was hit by Hong Sanbao. He was very heavy and there was no false and artificial element.
Why are you still standing there?Don’t apologize to Mr. Wang?
Hong Sanbao scolded Laozi angrily.
Hong Sanbao's slap was indeed fierce enough. Lao Zai felt a burning pain on his face. He touched his cheek and did not dare to be angry with Hong Sanbao, but stared at Zhang Yiming fiercely, full of resentment and dissatisfaction.
If it weren't for Hong Sanbao's suppression, people like Zhang Yiming would have thought he could kill two of them with one hand.
I didn't accept it anymore, but I didn't dare to ignore my elder brother's words.
Laozi filled himself with a glass of wine, raised it to Zhang Yiming casually, and said in a very casual tone: Sorry, Mr. Wang, I have taken a lot of action against your friends, I will apologize to you.
After saying that, he finished drinking the wine in his glass.
Not to mention that Zhang Yiming had no intention of accepting the apology at all, he let Lao Zai go; even if Zhang Yiming had this intention, Lao Zai's disrespectful attitude changed his mind.
Zhang Yiming could see that Lao Zai was just pressing Hong Sanbao to deal with him.
If God commits evil, you can still forgive me; if God commits evil, you can't live.
Zhang Yiming was too lazy to care about Lao Zai's attitude, so he looked at him coldly, only thinking that he was already a dead person.
The cold light in Zhang Yiming's eyes made Lao Zai's heart chill, and suddenly a trace of fear climbed up from Lao Zai's heart.
Damn, just such a stinky scholar, isn’t I still afraid of him?
What's more, this place is still in your own territory.
Laozi cheered himself up in his heart.
Hong Sanbao was also quite surprised at Zhang Yiming's eyes. Judging from all aspects, Zhang Yiming really didn't look like a gangster who had experienced the killing scene, experienced and experienced means; by shaking hands with Zhang Yiming, Hong Sanbao also concluded that he was not a policeman who had been touching guns all year round.
Not to mention touching a gun, Zhang Yiming rarely touches a normal hard object.
Hong Sanbao is almost certain that Zhang Yiming is a so-called white-collar worker in the office.
But why can his eyes emit such a solemn aura?
Can it put such strong pressure on people?
Why is he so confident?
Is it your own strength or has strong foreign aid?
It is impossible for people like Hong Sanbao and Laozai to understand that Zhang Yiming's momentum comes from a kind of spiritual power.
Zhang Yiming traveled thousands of miles away and went south alone, with a determination to kill. If he didn't kill the enemy, he would kill himself!
3 Of course, Zhang Yiming was not completely reckless. He was already very confident in his Tantric Tai Chi mental method. The deeper he practiced this mental method, the more restrained he seemed. Zhang Yiming believed that his appearance would greatly confuse his opponent. Therefore, as long as he made good use of this advantage and unexpectedly, he would definitely achieve his goal.
People like Laozi are just little hooligans. The reason why he is arrogant is that people are too kind.
Just like the red-headed man in Panyu, Zhang Yiming could break three of his ribs with one punch, and he was absolutely confident that he could not avoid it.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yiming had no intention of killing at that time, so he was passive. Fortunately, Mr. Hu saved him.
Zhang Yiming knew that it would be futile to refuse to admit his identity and to conceal his purpose at this moment. Hong Sanbao and the others had guessed this long ago.
Zhang Yiming had not decided to take action tonight. If possible, the best situation would be to see Lao Zai tonight and then hang him, then look for an opportunity to sneak attack and strive to succeed in one blow.
For people like Laozi who are used to robbing, Zhang Yiming felt that sneak attacks were to treat others by their own way, and that was the best punishment for him.
But judging from the current situation, the strategy of trying to hold Lao Zai and then sneak attack is destined to be useless. If you miss tonight, Lao Zai will definitely not know where to hide.
So the current problem is how to create a relatively favorable situation that can make you kill Laozi by surprise and escape smoothly.
Zhang Yiming was thinking about countermeasures quickly and kept silent.
Hong Sanbao couldn't figure out Zhang Yiming's intentions. The more he decided that Zhang Yiming was just a white-collar worker in the office, not a black and white person, the more he felt unpredictable that Zhang Yiming went to the meeting alone, especially this person who was obviously unfamiliar with the experience of black and white, but could come to the door accurately, which made Hong Sanbao feel unsure.
Someone must have helped Zhang Yiming behind this, so who is it?
Underworld or white?
How powerful is it?
Can you afford to offend?
Hong Sanbao has to consider these issues.
Hong Sanbao also started his career by making small fuss and stealing things. It is not easy to survive until today. He doesn't want to lose all this because of small losses.
Moreover, after traveling around the world for years, Hong Sanbao has indeed understood the principle that enemies should be resolved rather than formed. He will try not to offend those who can not offend them.
Because of this, he slapped Lao Zai hard just now. This guy was too unreal and unsuccessful. Now he, Hong Sanbao, has already started to do big business, but Lao Zai still robbed or even killed people for a wallet and a few dollars of change, which not only caused trouble for him, Hong Sanbao, but also embarrassed him.
Seeing that Zhang Yiming did not express his opinion, Hong Sanbao laughed, trying to ease the atmosphere, and then said to Zhang Yiming: Mr. Wang, I know that what Lao Zai did is unforgivable, but people cannot be resurrected. We are willing to give you the maximum compensation.You offer a price of 500,000?1 million?We can discuss this. As long as you agree to let me go, the incompetent little brother, how about it?
Looking at Zhang Yiming's posture, Hong Sanbao thought that the person who was injured by Laozi was dead.
However, although Li Jianguo is uncertain about his life and death, his hope for life is indeed slim.
Hong Sanbao's words that people cannot be resurrected by death made Zhang Yiming think of Li Jianguo, senior sister, and Lan Lan, and only felt that there was an iron drill in his heart.
4 When Laozi saw that Hong Sanbao was able to handle such a one-handed approach, he actually offered such a large price to seek peace.
He couldn't help but interrupt and said: Brother, do you want so much?
In addition to Laozi, even the other three subordinates in the house seemed to feel that it was unnecessary to treat Zhang Yiming like this.One of them also said: Hong Sheng,...
Hong Sanbao slapped the coffee table with a snap and shouted angrily to Laozi and the subordinate who interrupted the conversation: Be arrogant, are you going to interrupt?Apologize yet.
Zhang Yiming shook his hand and signaled that he didn't have to apologize. He seemed not angry at all at this time. He even smiled and said to Hong Sanbao: Mr. Hong, I'll tell you a story.When I was in school, I once attended a debate that said that the Japanese had never really apologized to us Chinese, and everyone felt very angry.Later I said, I am not angry, if they love Tao, they will do it, if they don’t love Tao, they will do it, why should we be angry?
When Hong Sanbao heard this, he felt that Zhang Yiming seemed to be reconciled, and quickly agreed: Mr. Wang is so arrogant, and Hong respects it very much.
After saying that, he laughed dryly: But I still can't forgive the little Japanese easily.Of course, this is off-topic. I won’t talk about this today, I won’t talk about this.
After hearing what Hong Sanbao said later, Zhang Yiming whistled and said: Mr. Hong, we could have become friends with you.Alas, what a pity...
Zhang Yiming's words turned around, which surprised Hong Sanbao. Didn't he plan to reconcile?Mr. Wang, what do you mean...
Zhang Yiming slowly put the watch from Li Jianguo's Admiral Cup on the coffee table into his pocket, and I want to take this watch back.
It should be, it should be.
Hong Sanbao nodded repeatedly.
Zhang Yiming looked at Hong Sanbao and said: Mr. Hong, do you know why I am not angry with the Japanese?
After saying that, Zhang Yiming smiled and glanced at everyone in the room. Everyone's attention was caught by him, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.
Because, no matter whether the Japanese apologize or not, I never intended to forgive them!...
With a whistle, Zhang Yiming picked up the Martell wine bottle on the coffee table and lifted the coffee table at Hong Sanbao's other three men.
Because Zhang Yiming had already secretly used the Tantric Tai Chi mental method when he was speaking, and his hands were filled with force, the tea table was lifted up and hit the three subordinates opposite him with a snap. The three men were all knocked back several steps, one hit the wall, and the other two sat on the ground, and the glass tea table also crashed into pieces and flew around.
Hong Sanbao hurriedly lowered his head and avoided the flying broken glass.
It was a long time to say that, and Laozi, who was sitting next to Zhang Yiming, had not yet reacted. Zhang Yiming had already punched him in the face. Laozi's eyes immediately showed stars, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and he could no longer tell the difference between the south, south, west and north.
Before everyone could react, Zhang Yiming pressed Lao Zai's head again, raised the wine bottle in his hand, and poured the energy of Tantric Tai Chi into his arms to the greatest extent. With a bang, the wine bottle hit the back of Lao Zai's head with half a bottle of wine.
The Tantric Tai Chi Mind Method, which was once practiced as a health-preserving technique, now showed amazing power and extremely domineering side.
The bottle was broken and the bones were broken. Zhang Yiming could feel the crackling sound of the skull himself. Lao Zai's whole body became soft and rolled down from the sofa where he was sitting on to the ground, and then there was no sound.
The whole process took only 30 seconds. Hong Sanbao had just raised his head. Laozi had become a dead dog on the ground. Zhang Yiming also got up and was about to rush out of the door.
At this moment, the door of the private room was knocked open from outside with a bang. A woman rushed in and snorted coldly: Do you want to run away?
This unexpected situation made Zhang Yiming stop. When he and this woman looked at each other, both of them were shocked. This woman was not someone else, but Huanhuan!
What's the meaning?
Zhang Yiming was shocked.
What's the meaning?Mr. Wang knows it in his heart?
Hong Sanbao said treacherously.
I don't know.Why would Mr. Hong explain it to me clearly?
Zhang Yiming tentatively said, not knowing what the Hong surnamed knew and what kind of abacus was.
Hong Sanbao stopped practicing Tai Chi anymore and said aloud: OK.Since Mr. Wang insists on me, I will say it.
Zhang Yiming looked at Hong Sanbao coldly without saying a word. He wanted to hear what Hong Sanbao would say.
Hong Sanbao did not immediately get into the topic, but waved to a subordinate next to him, went and asked them to have a bottle of wine.
Not long after, a bottle of Martell XO was sent in. Hong Sanbao opened it himself, poured a glass for Zhang Yiming and himself, then picked up the wine glass, and said to Zhang Yiming: Mr. Wang, I, Hong, came today to solve the problem between us and make friends with you.I admire Mr. Wang's courage, so I wish you a cup first.
The long-legged big belly cups that drink red wine have a large capacity, but people usually don’t fill them up.
This time, Hong Sanbao had a full cup and drank it all in one go. It not only gave face but also secretly created momentum, so he suppressed Zhang Yiming's intention first.
Zhang Yiming looked at Hong Sanbao coldly without saying a word. He grabbed the wine glass in front of him and killed it in one sip. It was faster and more flexible than Hong Sanbao.
Although Zhang Yiming already felt that the situation was very unfavorable to him, it was just a glass of wine. Could it be that this person named Hong could put poison in it? How could he lose his momentum at this time?
It’s just a pity that these wines are not the way to drink red wine.
OK, Mr. Wang is so happy, I have made your friend.
Hong Sanbao laughed.
Zhang Yiming firmly stabilized his mind and could not be led by the other party at this time.
He smiled faintly, Mr. Hong, let’s stop talking politely.You said that we are here to solve the problem between us. What problems are there between us and us to solve Ah?
Hong Sanbao smiled at this time, and was not annoyed that Zhang Yiming pretended to be deaf and dumb.Mr. Wang, aren’t you here to buy a watch?
Then you say, what am I here for?
Zhang Yiming asked back.
Hong Sanbao knew that Zhang Yiming was messing with his words, but he didn't care, because he had already concluded in his heart that Zhang Yiming was not a note. Since that was the case, what about the briefing on Zhang Yiming?
In this situation, Hong Sanbao feels that he has the upper hand.
If you guess correctly, Mr. Wang, is the owner of this watch your relative or friend?I think Mr. Wang is not here to look for a watch, he is here to look for someone, right?
2
This man surnamed Hong was indeed a treacherous person, and he immediately guessed Zhang Yiming's identity and purpose of coming here.Zhang Yiming's thoughts changed sharply, thinking about how to deal with it, should he continue to deny it, or showdown just now?
At this moment, with a snap, Lao Zai, who was sitting next to Hong Sanbao, was slapped in the face, and five blood marks appeared on the cheek.
This slap was hit by Hong Sanbao. He was very heavy and there was no false and artificial element.
Why are you still standing there?Don’t apologize to Mr. Wang?
Hong Sanbao scolded Laozi angrily.
Hong Sanbao's slap was indeed fierce enough. Lao Zai felt a burning pain on his face. He touched his cheek and did not dare to be angry with Hong Sanbao, but stared at Zhang Yiming fiercely, full of resentment and dissatisfaction.
If it weren't for Hong Sanbao's suppression, people like Zhang Yiming would have thought he could kill two of them with one hand.
I didn't accept it anymore, but I didn't dare to ignore my elder brother's words.
Laozi filled himself with a glass of wine, raised it to Zhang Yiming casually, and said in a very casual tone: Sorry, Mr. Wang, I have taken a lot of action against your friends, I will apologize to you.
After saying that, he finished drinking the wine in his glass.
Not to mention that Zhang Yiming had no intention of accepting the apology at all, he let Lao Zai go; even if Zhang Yiming had this intention, Lao Zai's disrespectful attitude changed his mind.
Zhang Yiming could see that Lao Zai was just pressing Hong Sanbao to deal with him.
If God commits evil, you can still forgive me; if God commits evil, you can't live.
Zhang Yiming was too lazy to care about Lao Zai's attitude, so he looked at him coldly, only thinking that he was already a dead person.
The cold light in Zhang Yiming's eyes made Lao Zai's heart chill, and suddenly a trace of fear climbed up from Lao Zai's heart.
Damn, just such a stinky scholar, isn’t I still afraid of him?
What's more, this place is still in your own territory.
Laozi cheered himself up in his heart.
Hong Sanbao was also quite surprised at Zhang Yiming's eyes. Judging from all aspects, Zhang Yiming really didn't look like a gangster who had experienced the killing scene, experienced and experienced means; by shaking hands with Zhang Yiming, Hong Sanbao also concluded that he was not a policeman who had been touching guns all year round.
Not to mention touching a gun, Zhang Yiming rarely touches a normal hard object.
Hong Sanbao is almost certain that Zhang Yiming is a so-called white-collar worker in the office.
But why can his eyes emit such a solemn aura?
Can it put such strong pressure on people?
Why is he so confident?
Is it your own strength or has strong foreign aid?
It is impossible for people like Hong Sanbao and Laozai to understand that Zhang Yiming's momentum comes from a kind of spiritual power.
Zhang Yiming traveled thousands of miles away and went south alone, with a determination to kill. If he didn't kill the enemy, he would kill himself!
3 Of course, Zhang Yiming was not completely reckless. He was already very confident in his Tantric Tai Chi mental method. The deeper he practiced this mental method, the more restrained he seemed. Zhang Yiming believed that his appearance would greatly confuse his opponent. Therefore, as long as he made good use of this advantage and unexpectedly, he would definitely achieve his goal.
People like Laozi are just little hooligans. The reason why he is arrogant is that people are too kind.
Just like the red-headed man in Panyu, Zhang Yiming could break three of his ribs with one punch, and he was absolutely confident that he could not avoid it.
Unfortunately, Zhang Yiming had no intention of killing at that time, so he was passive. Fortunately, Mr. Hu saved him.
Zhang Yiming knew that it would be futile to refuse to admit his identity and to conceal his purpose at this moment. Hong Sanbao and the others had guessed this long ago.
Zhang Yiming had not decided to take action tonight. If possible, the best situation would be to see Lao Zai tonight and then hang him, then look for an opportunity to sneak attack and strive to succeed in one blow.
For people like Laozi who are used to robbing, Zhang Yiming felt that sneak attacks were to treat others by their own way, and that was the best punishment for him.
But judging from the current situation, the strategy of trying to hold Lao Zai and then sneak attack is destined to be useless. If you miss tonight, Lao Zai will definitely not know where to hide.
So the current problem is how to create a relatively favorable situation that can make you kill Laozi by surprise and escape smoothly.
Zhang Yiming was thinking about countermeasures quickly and kept silent.
Hong Sanbao couldn't figure out Zhang Yiming's intentions. The more he decided that Zhang Yiming was just a white-collar worker in the office, not a black and white person, the more he felt unpredictable that Zhang Yiming went to the meeting alone, especially this person who was obviously unfamiliar with the experience of black and white, but could come to the door accurately, which made Hong Sanbao feel unsure.
Someone must have helped Zhang Yiming behind this, so who is it?
Underworld or white?
How powerful is it?
Can you afford to offend?
Hong Sanbao has to consider these issues.
Hong Sanbao also started his career by making small fuss and stealing things. It is not easy to survive until today. He doesn't want to lose all this because of small losses.
Moreover, after traveling around the world for years, Hong Sanbao has indeed understood the principle that enemies should be resolved rather than formed. He will try not to offend those who can not offend them.
Because of this, he slapped Lao Zai hard just now. This guy was too unreal and unsuccessful. Now he, Hong Sanbao, has already started to do big business, but Lao Zai still robbed or even killed people for a wallet and a few dollars of change, which not only caused trouble for him, Hong Sanbao, but also embarrassed him.
Seeing that Zhang Yiming did not express his opinion, Hong Sanbao laughed, trying to ease the atmosphere, and then said to Zhang Yiming: Mr. Wang, I know that what Lao Zai did is unforgivable, but people cannot be resurrected. We are willing to give you the maximum compensation.You offer a price of 500,000?1 million?We can discuss this. As long as you agree to let me go, the incompetent little brother, how about it?
Looking at Zhang Yiming's posture, Hong Sanbao thought that the person who was injured by Laozi was dead.
However, although Li Jianguo is uncertain about his life and death, his hope for life is indeed slim.
Hong Sanbao's words that people cannot be resurrected by death made Zhang Yiming think of Li Jianguo, senior sister, and Lan Lan, and only felt that there was an iron drill in his heart.
4 When Laozi saw that Hong Sanbao was able to handle such a one-handed approach, he actually offered such a large price to seek peace.
He couldn't help but interrupt and said: Brother, do you want so much?
In addition to Laozi, even the other three subordinates in the house seemed to feel that it was unnecessary to treat Zhang Yiming like this.One of them also said: Hong Sheng,...
Hong Sanbao slapped the coffee table with a snap and shouted angrily to Laozi and the subordinate who interrupted the conversation: Be arrogant, are you going to interrupt?Apologize yet.
Zhang Yiming shook his hand and signaled that he didn't have to apologize. He seemed not angry at all at this time. He even smiled and said to Hong Sanbao: Mr. Hong, I'll tell you a story.When I was in school, I once attended a debate that said that the Japanese had never really apologized to us Chinese, and everyone felt very angry.Later I said, I am not angry, if they love Tao, they will do it, if they don’t love Tao, they will do it, why should we be angry?
When Hong Sanbao heard this, he felt that Zhang Yiming seemed to be reconciled, and quickly agreed: Mr. Wang is so arrogant, and Hong respects it very much.
After saying that, he laughed dryly: But I still can't forgive the little Japanese easily.Of course, this is off-topic. I won’t talk about this today, I won’t talk about this.
After hearing what Hong Sanbao said later, Zhang Yiming whistled and said: Mr. Hong, we could have become friends with you.Alas, what a pity...
Zhang Yiming's words turned around, which surprised Hong Sanbao. Didn't he plan to reconcile?Mr. Wang, what do you mean...
Zhang Yiming slowly put the watch from Li Jianguo's Admiral Cup on the coffee table into his pocket, and I want to take this watch back.
It should be, it should be.
Hong Sanbao nodded repeatedly.
Zhang Yiming looked at Hong Sanbao and said: Mr. Hong, do you know why I am not angry with the Japanese?
After saying that, Zhang Yiming smiled and glanced at everyone in the room. Everyone's attention was caught by him, and he didn't know what he wanted to say.
Because, no matter whether the Japanese apologize or not, I never intended to forgive them!...
With a whistle, Zhang Yiming picked up the Martell wine bottle on the coffee table and lifted the coffee table at Hong Sanbao's other three men.
Because Zhang Yiming had already secretly used the Tantric Tai Chi mental method when he was speaking, and his hands were filled with force, the tea table was lifted up and hit the three subordinates opposite him with a snap. The three men were all knocked back several steps, one hit the wall, and the other two sat on the ground, and the glass tea table also crashed into pieces and flew around.
Hong Sanbao hurriedly lowered his head and avoided the flying broken glass.
It was a long time to say that, and Laozi, who was sitting next to Zhang Yiming, had not yet reacted. Zhang Yiming had already punched him in the face. Laozi's eyes immediately showed stars, his nose and mouth were bleeding, and he could no longer tell the difference between the south, south, west and north.
Before everyone could react, Zhang Yiming pressed Lao Zai's head again, raised the wine bottle in his hand, and poured the energy of Tantric Tai Chi into his arms to the greatest extent. With a bang, the wine bottle hit the back of Lao Zai's head with half a bottle of wine.
The Tantric Tai Chi Mind Method, which was once practiced as a health-preserving technique, now showed amazing power and extremely domineering side.
The bottle was broken and the bones were broken. Zhang Yiming could feel the crackling sound of the skull himself. Lao Zai's whole body became soft and rolled down from the sofa where he was sitting on to the ground, and then there was no sound.
The whole process took only 30 seconds. Hong Sanbao had just raised his head. Laozi had become a dead dog on the ground. Zhang Yiming also got up and was about to rush out of the door.
At this moment, the door of the private room was knocked open from outside with a bang. A woman rushed in and snorted coldly: Do you want to run away?
This unexpected situation made Zhang Yiming stop. When he and this woman looked at each other, both of them were shocked. This woman was not someone else, but Huanhuan!
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