The strongest all-around bodyguard

Chapter 232 An Invitation

Lin Fan was sitting in the restaurant on the second floor of the hotel. There was a steaming hot pot on the table. He held up his chopsticks, licked his cheeks, and ate.

Sitting opposite him was Lin Changqing from Nanyang Hongmen. He had already done what he was supposed to do, and it was up to Lin Fan to fulfill his promise.

"Mr. Lin, our Nanyang Hongmen has handed over all three members of our family. I wonder when you will return the Flag of Loyalty?"

Lin Changqing asked with a smile, but there was still a trace of nervousness in his eyes. You must know that the capture of the Hongmen Loyalty Banner is a major event on the road, and many organizations have already received wind of it.

Lin Fan picked up a chopstick of mutton, chewed it twice in his mouth, and said inarticulately: "Soon, I, I will go back, and I will give it to you when I go back."

"Hehe, Mr. Lin, it's not that I'm impatient. It's just that this matter is really not a trivial matter. I also hope that Mr. Lin can go to Nanyang with me as soon as possible. Let's turn hostility into friendship and leave a good story for future generations."

Lin Changqing didn't dare to offend Lin Fan, and he always said what was good for him, and kept a smile on his side, lest this master would be impatient.

While talking, suddenly a man in a black tunic came over under the leadership of the waiter.

The man in black walks in a steady posture, his legs are slightly bent, and he pauses every step he takes. He has an unwavering tenacity, and his foot is very stable.

When he walked in front of Lin Fan, Lin Fan didn't even lift his head, but Lin Changqing was a little surprised, because this person didn't seem to be a kind person at first glance, although his face was full of smiles, he still had a bit of aggressiveness in his bones.

"Mr. Lin, I have been appointed by Mr. He to send you an invitation card. I can meet Mr. Lin in time."

The man in black smiled and took out a gold-plated invitation card from his arms, put his hands together, and presented it in front of Lin Fan very respectfully.

Lin Fan held the dish with chopsticks in one hand, took the invitation card with the other, put it on the table, and said with a nonchalant smile: "Wu can't do it, please write, it seems that Mr. He really likes me a lot, go back Tell your master, Lin Fan will visit on time."

After speaking, he waved his hand domineeringly, letting the man in black go first as if to chase away flies.

There was a ray of anger in the eyes of the man in black, he gritted his teeth and said, "I will definitely take Mr. Lin's words with you, and the whole He family will look forward to your visit."

"Let's finish talking, and leave as soon as you finish, don't affect my appetite." Lin Fan glanced coldly, and there was a gleam of light in his eyes.

The man in black bid farewell, Lin Fan continued to eat and drink, while Lin Changqing stroked his beard thoughtfully.

"Mr. Lin, is there some misunderstanding with Mr. He?"

Lin Changqing asked tentatively, he admired Lin Fan to death now, and he would provoke enemies wherever he went. Looking at the posture just now, this is not an invitation, it is clearly a Hongmen banquet.

"Haha, maybe it is. I won some money in his game, and this guy came to me twice. Whether he misunderstood or not, I will go there later and have a good talk with that Mr. He."

Lin Fan let out a hearty laugh, he didn't seem to take the other party's invitation to heart at all, showing the spirit of ignoring his opponent.

"Mr. Lin, there's something I don't know if I should say it or not?" Lin Changqing's eyelids popped, it seemed that this master really had an affair with Dongfang God of Gamblers.

Lin Fan wiped his mouth with a napkin and said, "But it doesn't matter."

"This is Mr. He's territory. You must know that he is the uncrowned king here, the local emperor of the casino, and has many masters. According to me, one thing more is worse than one thing less. I, Nanyang Hongmen, and Mr. He are also considered to have a little friendship. If not If you don't like it, how about I say it for you?"

Lin Changqing also had good intentions, he is now waiting for Lin Fan to send the loyalty flag, if he confronts Mr. He here, he will inevitably have to delay time again.

"Emperor Earth? Haha, labor and management are willing to take the emperor down, not to mention that he is just an uncrowned king, even if he is a real emperor, I will not be afraid."

After Lin Fan finished speaking, he pushed the plate in front of him, stood up, opened the gold-plated invitation card, and looked intently.

I saw that the invitation said: "On a certain day of a certain month and year, He Mingzheng is preparing a little wine in the mansion. I respectfully invite Mr. Lin Fan to come to my humble house. It says, He Mingzheng respectfully invites you."

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In the He family compound, several figures were moving up and down. Ma Jiu and Cheng Chuan were fighting with two people. One of them was a big black man, and the other was a skinny old man who looked like a monkey.

The black man's name is Guy, he is more than two meters tall, and his body is like a human tank.

The skinny old man is named Hu Yunhai, and his foot-poking kung fu has been handed down from the Hu family. He has unique legwork, lingering hand strength, and flexible bodywork. His hands are like bows, and his kicks are like springs. , short and powerful.

These two people are priests hired by Mr. He with a high salary, and they usually don't show up unless they encounter some hard ideas.

Ma Jiu and Cheng Chuan, who were fighting with these two, responded calmly. Although they were young, they did not lose the wind at all.

Ma Jiu's feet are flexible, and his style of play is mainly soft, soft and soft. His shots are like pouring rain, continuous, and like a spring breeze blowing on his face, hiding murderous intentions in silent places.

Although Cheng Chuan and him are brothers, their fighting style is quite different, straight forward, wide open and wide open, fierce and violent, like a tiger descending a mountain, with a strong and fierce momentum.

There were three other people standing in front of Mr. He. One was holding a short eyebrow-level stick in his hand. His skin was dark. Judging by his facial features and skin color, he should be a native of Southeast Asia. Although his figure was not obvious, his muscles and bones were as strong as iron.

The other person has a fat head and big ears, the muscles of his arms are bulging like horned dragons, his hands are covered with calluses, and all his kung fu is in his hands.

In addition to the two of them, there is also a bald ascetic monk with a haggard complexion and a pale golden luster on his skin, with an extraordinary bearing.

The ascetic Zeng's status is obviously different from the other four people. He looked at the four people in the field with a smile, chatted happily with Mr. He, and stood side by side.

Lao Ding stared at the ascetic Zeng, and there was a fighting spirit in his heart. This old monk was a rare opponent. Seeing him, Lao Ding was inexplicably excited.

The reason why Ma Jiu and Cheng Chuan fought with those two people was because of a moment of enthusiasm, and neither of them accepted the other.

After Mr. He called these five people, he arranged to entertain Lin Fan. Ma Jiu and Cheng Chuan said carelessly that with their mentor and apprentice, they would definitely be able to catch Lin Fan.

But this sentence made Guyi, Hu Yunhai and others a little annoyed, because Ma Jiu and Cheng Chuan's tone was a little arrogant, and it sounded like they didn't take them seriously at all, with an attitude of labor and capital being the best in the world.

You know, they are responsible for solving the difficult bones that Mr. He encounters. How can these two young people feel comfortable when they are new here and want to grab their jobs.

If the two sides disagreed, a fight would start. Fortunately, Mr. He made peace, so he would not embarrass the old brother.

But Lao Ding didn't take it seriously, and actually took the initiative to let the two disciples try their hands against each other, as a way to enrich their actual combat experience.

Lao Ding nodded, and these people under his command were full of fighting spirit again, and Mr. He couldn't say anything more, so the four of them competed in the courtyard.

The four of them came and went, and for a while they fought indiscriminately. A look of surprise flashed in Mr. He's eyes.

These five people are actually not his subordinates, but the masters he invited back. They are usually respectful, and these people have lived up to his hopes. Over the years, no matter what opponents they encounter, they can easily deal with them.

Unexpectedly, Lao Ding's two apprentices, who were only in their early twenties, could compete with Hu Yunhai and Guyi, which was beyond his expectation.

　The second watch arrives, and there is still a third watch.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)