Pearl Hotel.

Nine-story living room.

Xia Tian sat on the sofa, holding a magazine in his hand, and looked at it with great concentration, as if there was something on it that attracted him.

Next to him, Qian Zhendong sat there like a good baby, not daring to breathe.

The gang members in the hall also put away their guns and stood there collectively.

His eyes kept changing on Xia Tian and Qian Zhendong.

Several small leaders looked at each other and kept winking.

It seems to be looking for a chance to kill summer.

The hall is quiet.

Quiet so quiet that it is suffocating.

Click!

Suddenly.

The second night opened the door and entered.

One by one, one eye was focused.

The second night nodded slightly to Xia Tian with a smile and said, "If Qian Ming is not stupid, I will probably call Qian Zhendong soon..."

"Buzz...buzz..."

Before he could finish his words, the buzzing of his cell phone came from the quiet hall.

The sound comes from Qian Zhendong.

Swish.

Everyone's eyes looked over.

Qian Zhendong looked at Xia Tian carefully.

With the strength of the god-level Dzogchen, sitting next to Xia Tian at this moment is a torment for him.

It was not until this time that he could vaguely realize that although Xia Tian didn't care, a faint aura locked on him.

If you dare to act rashly, you will be attacked like thunder.

"Come on." Xia Tian glanced at him and said lightly, "Open hands-free."

Qian Zhendong looked complicated and took out his mobile phone. Seeing the number on it, it became even more complicated.

Take a deep breath, select to turn on, and turn on hands-free.

"A Dong, what's the matter!"

As soon as it was connected, Qian Ming's anxious voice came from his phone.

Qian Zhendong did not answer.

Looking at the summer.

But Xia Tian turned his attention to the magazine in his hand again.

"A Dong, speak!"

Qian Ming's voice became more and more urgent.

Although he was very, very reluctant to believe the words of the Second Night.

But in his heart, he had already confirmed Xia Tian's identity.

He destroyed a hegemonic force.

Among the nine overlords, the only Chinese.

If he still can't guess such an obvious prompt, he might as well kill him.

If what the next night said was true, then the other party would kill him, it would be as easy as killing an ant.

"Uncle...Uncle...I, I met a master."

Qian Zhendong finally spoke, and after saying that, he added, "I...I have no room for resistance in his hands..."

Super expert.

Qian Ming was stunned at the moment.

He knew very well what kind of strength his nephew had.

Thinking of this, cold sweat dripped on his forehead, "A Dong, is Mr. Xia by your side?"

"exist."

"You give the phone to Mr. Xia..."

Xia Tian finally put down the magazine, picked up his phone, and said lightly, "I'm Xia Tian."

"Mr. Xia, what happened today is a misunderstanding. I will go over and explain it to you immediately."

Qian Ming's voice became respectful, "I'm a little far from Mingzhu Hotel, it takes about forty minutes. Can Mr. Xia..."

"Okay, I'll wait for you."

Bang.

Xia Tian interrupted the phone and handed it to Qian Zhendong, "Wait."

Qian Zhendong took the phone blankly, but a storm broke out in his heart.

He didn't know what he said to his uncle the next night.

But the nervousness and respect between uncle's voice just now can be heard as long as he is not a fool.

It's not just him.

The elite gangs in the hall also had similar thoughts.

They all looked at Xia Tian with an incredible look.

he.

Who is it!

...

Time slips away bit by bit.

The hall was once again in silence.

After that, about forty minutes, a subordinate knocked in the door the next night.

"Miss, Mr. Qian is here."

The next night, nodded, "Please come here by Mr. Qian."

"yes."

After a moment, Qian Ming pushed the door and walked in.

one person.

He left his bodyguard outside.

"Mr. Qian."

"Mr. Qian..."

The elite gangs in the hall stood up straight and greeted him respectfully.

"uncle."

Qian Zhendong immediately stood up from the sofa.

As the owner of the second night, no matter how dissatisfied he was, he stood up to show some respect.

Only in summer, the old god is still sitting on the sofa, squinting his eyes, looking at Qian Ming with great interest.

On the other hand, Qian Ming ignored the elites under his command and looked at Xia Tian as soon as possible.

His heartbeat accelerated for no reason and then tried his best to calm down his emotions, his eyes turned to Qian Zhendong.

"Adong, take people out first and wait for me outside."

Qian Zhendong was about to respond immediately, but suddenly he thought of something and looked at Xia Tian sitting there.

Xia Tian waved his hand and then made a gesture to Qian Ming, "Mr. Qian, please sit down."

"Mr. Xie Xia."

Qian Ming squeezed out a smile on his face, walked quickly, and sat opposite Xia Tian.

Neither of them spoke.

It was not until Qian Zhendong and his subordinates left the living room that Qian Ming apologized, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xia, this is actually a misunderstanding. This is the thing..."
To be continued...