"Ji Haoran!"

Taylor saw Ji Haoran, and his originally flushed face became a little more rosy. After seeing Ji Haoran, he was even more angry and gritted his teeth.

"Everyone has seen it here. If you want to do it, we can accompany you, but the premise is that you have to bear the anger of my Ji family and Wang family afterwards."

Ji Haoran has already made it clear. If you Taylor wants to make trouble, my Ji family and Wang family will not let you go.

This is already an obvious threatening word.

If you are a person with a relatively irritable temper, you might just do it.

But if Taylor is not among this type of people, what Taylor is, he should be a businessman.

Have you ever seen a businessman doing something that is unfavorable to him? Even if it is a threat, he will retreat.

The Ji family and the Wang family are famous. Not to mention that there is only one B-level psychic and one A-level psychic behind Taylor, even if he still has a background, the Ji family is not afraid of it like the Wang family.

The Ji family and the Wang family can represent the entire ancient martial arts world. Think about being enemies with the entire ancient martial arts world, no one would be so stupid that he would do such a thing.

Taylor gritted his teeth, and in the end, he chose to retreat as Ji Haoran thought.

"Thank you for giving way, and thank you for giving me such a good subordinate. Goodbye."

Yang Cong's words almost made Taylor feel angry.

However, Taylor could only bear it, looking at Yang Cong's leaving back, gritting his teeth in anger.

After leaving the arena, Ji Haoran smiled and said, "This Taylor will probably be angry to death."

"I think so. After all, a S-level psychic person was kidnapped by me like this. How can he not be angry to death?"

Upon hearing this, Ji Haoran looked at No. 7 behind them with curiosity.

"Brother Yang, how did you kidnap this number seven?"

"Bao, what a joke, it sounds so ugly."

"You weren't just Mingming."

"I'm wrong. The number seven is because I'm handsome, and I think it's more promising to follow me. How could I have a fat man like Taylor?"

"you"

Ji Haoran was really speechless to Yang Cong. He had seen shameless people, but had never seen such shameless people as Yang Cong.

Just as Ji Haoran and Yang Cong were talking, a white man in a suit suddenly came up, and the targets were obviously Yang Cong and Ji Haoran.

"Two, can you disturb me?" This white man looked like a gentleman from Europe and the United States, and was very polite to Ji Haoran and Yang Cong.

"Who are you?"

Looking at the white man in front of him, Yang Cong and Ji Haoran looked at each other and were sure that the other party did not know the white man.

"My name is rache1 (Rachel)" The white man bent down and bowed to the two of them politely: "My master hopes to invite Mr. Yang to meet and talk."

"Your master?"

"Well, my master is Evelyn."

Upon hearing this, Ji Haoran patted Yang Cong's shoulder with great importance: "It seems that your luck is really good. I thought there was no chance, but now it seems that there is still a chance."

"Hey, hey, why do I feel that there is something wrong with your eyes?"

"Is that right? No, anyway, I'll call you and go with me. As for No. 7, I'll watch you. Moreover, I won't tell Xue Ning, I will keep it a secret for you."

"Hey hey hey, why do I feel that you are getting more and more problematic? What else is there to keep it secret? What the hell?"

Yang Cong looked at Ji Haoran with a blank look on his face. Didn’t he just see a man named Evelyn, or at most he was the Lord of Jincheng, what else?

And looking at Ji Haoran's appearance, there must be something wrong.

However, Ji Haoran seemed to not give Yang Cong a chance to ask clearly, so he took No. 7 away, leaving only Yang Cong and Rachel alone.

"Ray Rachel, right?"

"Yes, Mr. Yang."

"What's your master asking me for? I still have something to do. I'm more anxious. If it takes up a lot of time,

, I won't go, I'll go to the next one."

Originally, Yang Cong thought it was nothing, but it was Ji Haoran's strange words and eyes that made Yang Congmao come up with this bad plan.

"I don't know this, but I think it's about Mr. Yang defeating Mr. Taylor's men just now."

As a servant, Rachel naturally doesn't understand what his master means, and he can't think too much about it.

Helplessly, seeing Rachel's behavior like this, it seems that she must take Yang Cong with her.

So in the end, Yang Cong chose to go and take a look, and if something was wrong, he would leave immediately.

Follow Rachel in the elevator.

In the elevator, Yang Cong asked Rachel curiously.

"Rachel, is your master a man or a woman? Are you handsome or beautiful?"

At this exit, Yang Cong felt the taste changed instantly, because he didn't know why he asked such a question.

Fortunately, Rachel didn't think much, but just replied slowly: "My owner, Evelyn, is a woman, a very beautiful woman."

"Then what kind of personality does she have?"

"Let's talk about this when Mr. Yang meets my master."

Following Rachel, Yang Cong soon came to a door of a room.

Standing in this corridor, Yang Cong felt that the atmosphere of money was scattered all the time. The decorations here were full of gold and silver edges, which made Yang Cong dazzled.

It's like entering the world of nobles.

And standing at this door, Yang Cong seemed to smell a faint fragrance of flowers floating out from it.

"Mr. Yang, I'll send it here. Please push the door and go in by yourself."

After Rachel said that, she turned around and left and gave Yang Cong a back.

After watching Rachel leave, Yang Cong stood at the door and hesitated a little.

He didn't know if he should go in.

"Bah, I don't even dare to go in the door. It's such a waste, I'll fight."

Yang Cong let out a light breath and pushed the door straight in.

Just as Yang Cong pushed the door open, he seemed to have entered a world of flowers, with many flowers that Yang Cong knew and did not know.

The fragrance of flowers I asked about just now should be the ones that spread the flowers.

However, Yang Cong still felt something was wrong, because the fragrance of flowers outside the door did not taste like this.

And when walking in the hall and looking at these blooming flowers, a figure slowly appeared behind Yang Cong.

A pair of slender and white hands slowly climbed up to Yang Cong's chest.

Although Yang Cong, who is no longer Chu, has a certain immunity to this, in front of the eyes of these hands, these immunities are almost negligible.

"You're Evelyn?"

Yang Cong asked with a heavy sigh.

After a few seconds, the figure behind Yang Cong opened his mouth faintly, and Yang Cong also smelled the fragrance of flowers he smelled at the door.

(End of this chapter)
Chapter completed!