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[Volume 1]: Flowery City [Chapter 76]: Surges from all directions (2)

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    (He Feng character: id: things are not people, provided! Thank you for providing!)

    ¡ª¡ªBoundary line¡ª¡ª

    Jimo Changjun¡¯s face was full of anger after reading the article in the newspaper. Sitting on the sofa, he had sharp eyes and exuded a strong murderous aura.  Jimo, who had planned to kill Yi Zhiyan from the beginning, heard about Zhou Fenghuang and Yi Zhiyan's engagement and thought about it for a long time.  The good situation maintained by Tianjing City cannot be disrupted, and Jimo Changjun has already seen the undercurrent of forces from all sides.  But this report made almost everyone's eyes fixed on the Jimo family. The Jimo family's attitude is crucial.

    Jimo Changjun, who was full of anger, thought about it for a while and felt that there were two things he had to do so far: first, respond positively to this matter and explain to the outside world that this matter was false; second, kill Yi Zhiyan  .  As long as Yi Zhiyan is dead and his daughter doesn't admit it, then this matter shouldn't cause much trouble!

    Just when Jimo Changjun confirmed these two things, Dong Linyun, the housekeeper of the Jimo family, trotted in from outside with an anxious look. Seeing Jimo Changjun, he said anxiously: "Master, Zhou Fenghuang from the Zhou family wants to see you."

    Zhou Fenghuang?

    Judging from the fact that Zhou Fenghuang came in person as soon as he heard the information, I'm afraid Yi Zhiyan's status in Zhou Fenghuang's heart is higher than he thought.  Jimo Changjun looked hesitant and said sternly: "No."

    "Yes. Master." Dong Linyun was about to report to the master but was stopped by Jimo Changjun and asked quickly: "Sir, is there anything else?"

    "Prepare the car." Jimo Changjun said softly.

    "Yes. Master." Dong Linyun didn't ask any more questions and hurriedly went to the door to report that the master was ill and would not see guests.

    Zhou Fenghuang, who deliberately lowered his profile for Yi Zhiyan, did not expect that Jimo Fan would not see him every time. Zhou Fenghuang was very sure that Jimo Ji would see him every time.  Because something like this happened, how could he not question his own reasons, but Jimo's average performance was uncharacteristically different.  That means he already has an idea!  It looks like we have to deal with Yi Zhiyan.

    Thinking of this, Zhou Fenghuang did not stop at Jimo's house, got in the car, and asked Leng Yuhan to drive towards Zhou's house!

    "As soon as Zhou Fenghuang's car left Jimo's house, Jimo Chang'an's car slowly pulled out.  Jimo Changjun sat in the back seat with a serious face.  The butler Dong Linyun who was driving glanced at the master in the rearview mirror.  He also knew in his heart that the master was not feeling well because of the third lady. Dong Linyun, who had been Jimo's driver for decades, still had the right to speak. What's more, he had watched Jimo Yuling grow up, and he loved this kind and simple little girl in his heart.  girl.  I just didn't expect that such a thing would happen to Jimo Yuling.

    Dong Linyun said softly: "Master, are you going to see the third lady?"

    "Go to Rumeng Barber Shop." Jimo Changjun said in a calm voice.  There were not many emotional turmoils, and it seemed that he was not disturbed by the Jimo Yuling incident.

    Dong Linyun¡¯s face was full of confusion. He knew that the master loved the third lady the most, but when such a big thing happened to the third miss, the master didn¡¯t pay attention to it, and now he even went to the barber shop.  He naturally knew that Rumeng Barber Shop was a place where the master often went.  Been there for almost every haircut.  Dong Linyun didn't think much, said no more, and drove seriously towards Rumeng Barber Shop!

    About an hour later, the car arrived at Rumeng Barber Shop.  It was a very small barber shop that looked very shabby from the outside, just like a place where you get a haircut for three yuan.  No one can imagine that Jimo Changjun, who is so good in Tianjing City, would get his hair cut here.

    Jimo Changjun got out of the car and said: "Stop waiting in the car, go to the coffee shop next to you and wait!"

    "Yes, sir." Dong Linyun nodded.

    After explaining, Jimo Changjun walked towards Rumeng Barber Shop.

    There were almost no customers in the entire store. A beautiful girl about eighteen years old was sitting at the front desk, playing with the computer out of boredom.  The song "Eighteen # Touch" was playing throughout the barber shop.  There was a man lying on an old-style sofa not far away, with a hat covering his face, making his appearance unclear.  You can only hear the men singing along to the music from under their hats!

    "I said, boss, don't always play such lewd songs. No wonder there are no customers in our store!" the girl said disdainfully.  But he didn't turn off the music.

    "What do you know? This is art, just like hairdressing. Little brat." The man was still lying on the sofa, without even taking off the hat on his face, and said angrily.

    "It's just art, you're a gangster. You have the ability to walk on the street and sing 18#touch." The girl said with disdain.  It seems that he is not afraid of this so-called boss at all!

    "You little girl, you know a lot about Maomao. What kind of 'Little Mo Saomai' is being sung on the Internet now? It's all sung by minors. Boss, what's wrong with me singing 'Eighteen # Touch'?" The man said  I took off the hat from my face, and it turned outHe has an extremely handsome face, sharp outlines, thick eyebrows and big eyes, but his eyes are not sharp, giving people a shining feeling, as if he is unwilling to look directly at others!  From the appearance, he must be twenty-six years old at most!

    "Bah. You don't know how to listen to something nice." The girl said with an angry expression on her face.

    "I told you, this is called art, you little brat don't understand it at all." The man said with disdain.  Then cover your face with a hat, lie on the sofa and continue to enjoy the true meaning of "18# touching"!

    Just as the two were bickering, Jimo Changjun walked in and said in a calm voice: "Get a haircut!"

    "We have guests." The girl shouted angrily to the man lying on the sofa: "Get up and get to work."

    "You little girl, I'm the boss!" The man took off the hat from his face again and threw it away.  The hat actually spun several times in the air.  When the girl saw the man taking action, she quickly reached out and caught the hat.  The action is completed in one go!

    The man who stood up from the sofa glanced at Jimo Jianwei, and a look of astonishment suddenly appeared on his face. It seemed that he didn't understand why the man in front of him came here. After a little surprise, he said with a smile: "A haircut or a perm?"

    "Are you an idiot? This uncle has so little hair, he needs a perm." After hearing the boss's idiotic question, the girl who walked out of the counter cursed angrily.

    "Hair cutting." Jimo Changjun said softly: "You need to use a special technique."

    "Okay. Let's wash your hair first." The man said with a smile on his face, grabbing the towel next to him.  Then let Jimo Changjun lie down and wash his hair.  Jimo's expression has always been calm and he has not spoken. He seems to be a customer who comes specifically for a haircut!  The man didn't say much and treated him like an ordinary customer.

    After washing his hair, the man led Jimo Changjiu to a separate room.  This small barber shop actually has a private room. Only this man can do it.  The little girl who continued to play on the computer looked at the man with disdain in her eyes, completely lacking the respect that a subordinate would have for a boss.

    Walking to the private room, a series of things were prepared, and he looked at Jimo Jianwei's expression in the mirror.  The man smiled and said nothing!

    "Something's wrong." Jimo Changjun said in a calm voice.

    "Of course there is something, hair cutting is a big deal. Let's talk about it after the other hair cuts. Art cannot be interrupted." The man said with a smile.

    As soon as he finished speaking, a blade quickly appeared between the man's fingers. The blade was as thin as a piece of paper and could not be seen when clamped between the man's fingers. The man's other hand quickly combed Jimo Changjun's hair and clamped it.  The hand holding the blade moved across in a dizzying manner, and the movement could not be clearly seen at all. All that could be seen was that Jimo Jianjian's hair fell down.

    After a while, the blade in the man's hand disappeared. He took off the towels and other things on Jimo Changjun and said with a smile: "Okay."

    "The technique is still so sharp." Jimo Changjun said with admiration.

    "Now we can talk." The man said with a smile.  There is no pride in the praise of Jimo's average game. After all, his skills are really worthy of being praised. It is estimated that China will not be able to find another person who can use his skills.

    "Help me kill someone." Jimo Changjun said in a majestic voice.

    "Ha I'm finally willing to let you repay your favor. In all these years, you've never asked me to do anything for you. What happened this time?" the man said with a smile.  It¡¯s not because of Jimo¡¯s serious expression every time that he doesn¡¯t dare to express his inner emotions!

    "You are not a person who likes to ask a lot of questions. Do you think that when you get older, you become more nagging?" Jimo Changji said angrily.

    "Damn. I'm only forty now. A man is forty-one. You know nothing! What's more, with my appearance, even if I say I'm twenty-five, some people will believe me!" the man said angrily.

    "Of course. You are a monster!" Jimo Changji said angrily.

    "Tell me! Who is it?" the man asked angrily.  Every time he quarrels with Jimo Chang, looking at the other's serious actions, the man has the urge to slap him.

    "The information is all there, read it yourself. I hope to hear the news of his death tomorrow." Jimo Changjun took out the folded paper from his pocket and threw it on the chair, saying softly.

    The man picked up the folded paper on the chair, opened it and took a look.  With a look of helplessness on his face, he asked, "You're only nineteen years old. Is it worth asking me to return your favor?"

    "It's worth it." Jimo Changwei replied in a calm voice.

    "That's good. After this incident, I won't owe you anything! I can enjoy my wonderful artistic life." The man??A feeling of comfort all over the body, he said with a smile.

    "Isn't this what you have always wanted? He Feng." Jimo Changjun looked at the man and asked in a serious voice.

    He Feng.

    It has been many years since he heard this name.  Suddenly hearing this name, the man was still a little uncomfortable.  He smiled and said, "Yes! This is what I have always wanted. This time I can finally get rid of it."

    "Then I'll wait for the news." After Jimo Changjun finished speaking, he left the barber shop directly!

    When Jimo Changjun left the barber shop, He Feng naturally opened the folded paper in his hand again, looked at Yi Zhiyan's appearance inside, and said helplessly: "Kill one person and still be free. Not bad!"

    ¡°Boss, what are you looking at?¡± The girl leaned over and tried to take a look at what was on the paper.

    "What do you want to see, little kid? Huang Piao Astronomy plays games!
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