When Chen Meiyi went downstairs again, she saw Zhao Yulin had just put down his phone, and the atmosphere in the living room was a bit depressing.

"I'll go out for a while!" Zhao Yulin saw Chen Meiyi coming downstairs and nodded to her.

"I'll go with you!" Sun Leling said hurriedly.

"No, just a chat! Give me the car key... not the Rolls-Royce, the A6 one!" Zhao Yulin looked at the Rolls-Royce car key that Sun Leling handed over awkwardly, and quickly retracted his hand. This car was too ostentatious, and he didn't want to become an exhibit to be watched by onlookers.

"Well, then you can ask Uncle Yang for it!" Sun Leling put away the key, "I don't have the key for that kind of low-end car!"

Low-end car... Zhao Yulin was still thinking about whether to drive Wuling Hongguang out!

"Okay, let's go!" Zhao Yulin waved and left the living room.

"Hey, don't you really need me to go with you? At least I know both sides well. If there is a fight, I can also make the other party leave you with an intact body or something!" Sun Leling hurriedly chased out the door and shouted at Zhao Yulin's back, so she got a raised middle finger.

"What's wrong?" Chen Meiyi asked curiously.

"Xiao Linzi just received a call. It was from He Qinglang. It turns out that he has Xiao Linzi's mobile phone number! The relationship between the two of them seems to be very bad! I am a little worried that something will happen..." Sun Leling said worriedly, "But Xiao Linzi didn't let me go with him. He said that this is a matter between the two of them and it is not convenient for a third person to know. If I go with him, they will have to find time to meet again in private."

"Don't worry, nothing will happen. They are both very sensible adults!" Chen Meiyi said comfortingly.

When Zhao Yulin walked into the parking lot, he saw Uncle Yang squatting on the ground and smoking secretly. It was much more comfortable to hide in the garage on such a hot day than to bask in the sun outside to sterilize. Uncle Yang saw Zhao Yulin coming in, and hurriedly threw his cigarette butt on the ground and stomped it out, then smiled at him embarrassedly. This reminded Zhao Yulin of his previous embarrassing situation when he shook off his cigarette butt and burned the carpet.

Yang Jisheng is now at work. Although as an old employee of the Sun family, he will not be punished for smoking on the job, he cannot be too reckless.

"Uncle Yang, can I borrow the A6?" Zhao Yulin just smiled back at Yang Jisheng, and of course he would not report him for smoking during work.

"Okay! I'll go with you?" Yang Jisheng handed the car key to Zhao Yulin and asked casually.

"No, I'll be back in a while!" Zhao Yulin thanked him and drove away in the A6.

Zhao Yulin said he would be back in a while, but he really couldn't be back for a while, because the place where He Qinglang agreed to meet him was not a coffee shop, but a coordinate in the southern suburbs of Yanjing. Even if he drove on the outer ring road, it would take a lot of time to go back and forth. He Qinglang chose such a remote place to meet Zhao Yulin, obviously not just for a casual chat as he said on the phone.

Zhao Yulin was not worried about the dangers of this trip, because whether He Qinglang wanted to kill him or not, he would not do it at this time, because He Qinglang never killed people in China. If necessary, he would only hire killers to kill people. He Qinglang's identity in China is the chairman of Tianyu Investment Co., Ltd. At least on the surface, he only talks about business and does not involve other businesses. His identity as a mercenary will only be revealed after going abroad.

A6 Flying on the outer ring road, the surrounding high-rise buildings are gradually replaced by low bungalows, the prosperous Yanjing city has been left behind, and the southern suburbs are still an undeveloped virgin land. When driving down the viaduct, Zhao Yulin noticed that there were two inconspicuous black cars parked facing each other on the side of the road in the shadows on the side of the bridge. Although the car windows were covered with reflective film without blind spots, he could clearly see the illegal transactions being conducted by both parties with his eyesight. Zhao Yulin just sneered at this, and was too lazy to pay attention to the dark side around him.

Under the prosperous appearance of Yanjing, there are too many dark sides. Zhao Yulin asked himself if he was one of them. Black and black, no one should laugh at who is black.

The meeting place provided by He Qinglang only had a coordinate, and there was no specific name. When Zhao Yulin arrived, he found that it was really just a coordinate! He Qinglang's car was parked on the side of the road, and he was leaning on the car smoking to relieve his boredom. When he saw Zhao Yulin slow down and stop on the side of the road, he smiled and waved, and walked towards the A6.

"Huh!" Zhao Yulin let out a long breath, suppressed the impulse to drive the car directly to hit He Qinglang, pulled the handbrake and got out of the car.

"Smoke?" He Qinglang handed a cigarette to Zhao Yulin. He was still dressed in that refined and elegant manner today, with gold-rimmed glasses on his nose, carefully groomed side-parted hair without a single mess, and a white shirt tucked neatly into his casual trousers. At first glance, you can tell that he is a typical business elite, and the bloody smell of a mercenary is perfectly concealed by him.

Zhao Yulin looked at him coldly and took out a box of 1.8 Zhongnanhai from his pocket. He would rather smoke his own inferior cigarettes than accept He Qinglang's Supreme Hibiscus.

"Hehe!" He Qinglang smiled and was not angry. "How long do you plan to hate me?" He exhaled a puff of smoke and asked while leaning against the front of the A6.

"Are brothers and comrades just for you to sell out?" Zhao Yulin asked coldly.

"Haha, when have I ever been on friendly terms with that guy? The mercenaries under my command have already received part of their rewards before going to the battle. As for the rest of the rewards, that depends on how they die!" He Qinglang casually played with the cigarette in his hand, "I have never had any feelings for my subordinates. As for the friendly troops, haha."

A chill rose in Zhao Yulin's heart. The He Qinglang in front of him really deserved the name of "Venomous Snake". He was simply a cold-blooded machine without any emotions. In his eyes, there was only profit!

"Tell me, what do you want from me?" He was not interested in arguing with He Qinglang anymore. In his opinion, the brothers who had been through thick and thin with him should be protected with their lives, but the other party obviously did not agree with this point of view.

"It's nothing, just yesterday's meeting. You know the reason, Uncle Sun hopes to match me with Xiao Ling, and I do have this intention."

"Impossible!" Zhao Yulin answered decisively. He would never hand Sun Leling to a poisonous snake!

"What if I insist?" He Qinglang did not choose to back down.

"You can try!" Zhao Yulin's eyes already showed murderous intent. He would not allow such a dangerous factor to covet Sun Leling in the dark. Instead of letting the other party leave, it is better to solve it now and put an end to it! "Are

you really confident that you can kill me?" He Qinglang had the confidence to say such words. Although he was not ranked among the twelve king-level mercenaries, with his strength, he was enough to rank among them! In Alaska, he defeated Zhao Yulin, who was not yet an adult but was already very powerful, in a duel. However, even though he said this, he still took a few steps back cautiously. Facing the murderous aura emanating from a sixth-ranked king-level mercenary, he felt a real pressure.

"I just dealt with the twin swordsmen from Japan two days ago! The two swords of Murasame and Muramasa are now in Tang Rufeng's hands!" Zhao Yulin smiled contemptuously. The head of the mercenaries and the king of assassins strangled him together, but he took their lives instead. Now Zhao Yulin has already surpassed the sixth king-level strength!

"Humph! The levels of mercenaries and assassins were originally ranked by the Japanese, so naturally they ranked their own people first. If you hadn't killed those two guys who were seeking fame, the old man wouldn't have let me come to you!" He Qinglang's tone was still calm, but his heart was already shocked. The rumor that Zhao Yulin killed the twin swordsmen was actually true!

Although the positions of Yugong Chongming and Yugong Zhengming were chosen by the Japanese themselves, in terms of strength, they are definitely qualified to appear in the list of the twelve kings. Being able to kill the twin swordsmen alone, Zhao Yulin's strength is indeed extremely strong!

"Old man?" Zhao Yulin looked at He Qinglang suspiciously, waiting for his explanation.

"The elder of the He family!" He Qinglang said, "Old man hopes to pull you to our side!"

"Not interested!" Zhao Yulin refused without even thinking about it. Expect me to cooperate with you, a venomous snake? Haha, could He Qinglang's head be burned by his own venom?

"That's not up to you!" He Qinglang lit another cigarette and exhaled a long puff of smoke. It felt good to have the confidence to refute Zhao Yulin!

"Don't think too highly of yourself. No matter how strong a person is, he cannot fight against a powerful family or organization! Although you killed the twin swordsmen, it does not mean that you have taken the throne of the king of mercenaries. Do you think that you are the only one who is fighting in the world?" He Qinglang found a comfortable position to lean on the car. He always seemed to like leaning on something. "I have good news for you. Haolian Lingyun will not hunt you down anymore because the hunt order has been automatically revoked!"

"Could it be..." Zhao Yulin's body froze. Although he had only met Rokaya once, her graceful figure had always been deeply imprinted in his mind. Now when he recalled it, he couldn't help but concentrate all the blood in his body on a certain part of his body...

"Lokaya is dead!" He Qinglang confirmed Zhao Yulin's guess, "Tyrant May is like a giant bear rushing into a flock of chickens. The members of the Butterfly Knife were killed by him without any chance to fight back. He single-handedly eliminated the entire Butterfly Knife mercenary group!" The

"Tyrant May" that He Qinglang mentioned is a Russian named Meikhov. He is over seven feet tall, with a strong and sturdy physique, a bad temper, and is nicknamed "Tyrant". He is a member of the Russian spy organization Earth Bear. Because he is neither a mercenary nor a killer, his name does not appear in the list of the twelve kings, but judging from his ability to single-handedly kill the entire Butterfly Knife, he is enough to be among the top twelve!

You know, the most common fighting method used by butterfly knife beauties is to use guns...