Yanjing South Railway Station, South Exit!

As the capital of China, Yanjing is a first-tier city in the country, and Yanjing South Railway Station is the largest railway station in Yanjing with the most trains arriving and departing per day. The entire station covers an area of ​​nearly 500,000 square meters.

At this time, as train after train entered the station, a new wave of passengers came to the station.

Zhao Yulin carried his small luggage and walked out with the crowded crowd.

He was wearing a pair of sunglasses and a simple casual outfit. He looked like a traveler who came to Yanjing to relax. Who could have thought that just half an hour ago, he subdued three gangsters with his bare hands.

This matter is a big deal for others, but for Zhao Yulin, it is just a small episode during the journey.

As for what happened in the box, he believed that Zhou Caifeng and Xu Haoming would handle it.

In Zhao Yulin's view, it was okay as long as he didn't bring trouble to himself.

As soon as he walked out of the gate, he saw a sign standing on the iron fence not far away.

Two big characters were clearly written on it: Zhao Yulin!

The man holding the sign was a man in a black suit, in his twenties, with an ordinary appearance. Next to the man stood a slightly fat middle-aged man in a suit and tie, with a droopy head.

After looking at the two of them for a few times, he walked straight over.

"Are you waiting for Zhao Yulin?" Zhao Yulin asked.

Hearing the question, the two of them focused their attention on him.

When they saw Zhao Yulin's appearance clearly, they were both stunned.

"You... are Mr. Zhao Yulin?"

The middle-aged man looked him up and down, and couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

He received an order to pick up a "distinguished guest" at the station, but he only knew his name, and didn't know what he looked like, how tall or thin he was.

Before he met Zhao Yulin, he had always imagined a mature, stable, and successful middle-aged man in his mind, but what he saw was a handsome, young and handsome man.

With such a big contrast, it's no wonder that he doubted Zhao Yulin's identity.

As if seeing through what he was thinking, Zhao Yulin replied calmly: "Yes, I am Zhao Yulin!"

Hearing this, the two of them couldn't help but look a little strange.

The young man next to him asked in a low voice with some doubt: "Uncle Yong, this guy is not a fake!"

This was exactly what Uncle Yong was thinking, and he asked: "Sir, do you have any evidence to prove your identity?"

Zhao Yulin looked calm and said: "I came from Hefei, took the Z227 train, the last digit of my mobile phone number is 3587, and I came to meet a boss named Sun. This information should be enough!"

Uncle Yong heard this, his face suddenly froze, and he looked at Zhao Yulin seriously.

What he just said just matched the pick-up information that Uncle Yong got from the boss.

"That's enough, Mr. Zhao, please come with us! Our boss has been waiting for a long time." Uncle Yong said politely.

Afterwards, he told the driver, Xiao Chen, to drive the car.

Xiao Chen ran away quickly, while Zhao Yulin and Uncle Yong walked slowly to the roadside to wait.

After a while, Xiao Chen drove a Bentley Bentayga over. The smooth lines, the shining outline, and the elegant, luxurious, and noble interior configuration, and most importantly, the high market price of nearly four million.

As soon as the car appeared, it instantly attracted the attention of many travelers around.

Zhao Yulin was a little skeptical. Bentley Bentayga was nothing. He had also sat in a Rolls-Royce Phantom worth tens of millions.

"Mr. Zhao, please!" Uncle Yong stretched out his hand and invited him.

"Please!" Zhao Yulin said, and got into the car calmly.

Uncle Yong, who had been secretly observing Zhao Yulin,

couldn't help but think more highly of Zhao Yulin. Because the boss said he was a distinguished guest, he asked the driver to drive a Bentley. He didn't expect Zhao Yulin to be so young, so he couldn't help but look down on him. But when he saw Zhao Yulin's indifferent look in front of the luxury car, he couldn't help but pay more attention to him.

With a puff of smoke, the Bentley slowly drove away and soon disappeared in the traffic.

However, Zhao Yulin didn't notice that when he got into the Bentley, a man and a woman just walked out of the exit.

It was not someone else, but Zhou Caifeng and Xu Haoming.

Because the Bentley was eye-catching enough, Zhou Caifeng and Xu Haoming happened to see him getting into the Bentley.

This made the two of them stare in surprise, and their hearts were filled with shock.

Zhao Yulin's powerful skills and ruthlessness when dealing with his enemies showed that he was not an ordinary person. Now that he was picked up by a Bentley luxury car, the two of them were even more imaginative.

"Zhao Yulin, who are you?"

...

Forty-five minutes later, in the high-end villa community of Yanjing Mingduyuan.

The driver drove the luxury car into the community and stopped at the door of a single-family luxury villa with a swimming pool.

As soon as the car stopped, a man in a black suit came forward to help open the door.

Zhao Yulin got out of the car, his eyes casually swept around, and his gaze suddenly shrank a little.

There was one security guard at the entrance, one at the swimming pool, two at the gate of the villa, and even one at the balcony on the second floor of the villa. Just from what

he saw, there were already five security guards patrolling.

When he caught a glimpse of the holsters hidden under the clothes of the security guards, his pupils shrank slightly.

Almost instantly, Zhao Yulin made a judgment on the situation.

Sigh! It seems that the premonition has come true!