Mr. Zhai sighed, "I gave in."

"Let's meet."

The old voice came and the phone hung up.

Mr. Zhai held his cell phone and sat there without moving.

Liu Kang ran over quickly, "Old Zhai."

Mr. Zhai stood up, his back was a little bent, and Liu Kang felt sad when he saw it.

"You called Mr. Qiu?"

Mr. Zhai’s cell phone rang and sent an address.

Mr. Zhai waved his hand and said, "Let's go and meet me with me."

"No one else?"

"He wouldn't want to see anyone else."

"We are not at ease when you meet Mr. Qiu alone. Let Shu Yu and the others accompany you."

"No need, even if he really wants my old man's life, let him take it away."

"Will that let Xiaoshuang down?" Liu Kang was anxious.

*

Looking at the backward car scene, Old Zhai looked back at Xu Yinxiu who was coughing in the car and sighed softly.

"When you get there, don't come forward, just wait for me outside."

"Will that Xiaozhuang come?" Even though Xu Yinxiu knew that Xiaozhuang was unreliable, he was still willing to give it a try.

"Since he promised to meet, people will come."

"Mr. Zhai, did you agree to something?" Xu Yinxiu looked at Mr. Zhai and asked.

Mr. Zhai was in a bad mood and waved his hand, "I didn't promise him anything."

Xu Yinxiu wanted to ask something, but another violent coughing.

The heavier his thoughts, the worse the situation.

After these two or three days of trouble, he suddenly returned to the beginning.

It makes people feel sour and scared.

I was really afraid that he would die as he coughed.

*

A quiet teahouse on the edge of the Third Ring Road.

When Mr. Zhai got out of the car, he asked them to park outside and not follow him.

Even Xu Yinxiu wanted to follow him, but was blocked by Mr. Zhai. He walked in along the back porch of the teahouse alone. Someone had already led Mr. Zhai to walk slowly in front.

The periphery is heavily guarded.

Everyone was waiting outside anxiously, and Shu Yu personally led people to stare around, while Xu Yinxiu's people stared at the door.

Under the guidance of the waiter, Mr. Zhai entered an elegant private room, and before he could enter the door, he could smell a faint smell of tea.

When the door opened, Mr. Zhai stood still and didn't move.

"Not poisonous, come in."

Old man and cold voice came out.

Mr. Zhai waved his hand to the waiter and asked him to go down.

He closed the door and looked inside.

The old man sat in front of the tea table, because he was well maintained, he looked younger than other old men, but he was still older and looked very old.

The eyes were filled with a bitter cold at all times. It can be seen that this old man was also handsome when he was young.

"The chair is clean, sit."

Mr. Zhai came over, sat down openly, and took the tea handed over by Mr. Qiu.

Seeing that Mr. Zhai took over, Mr. Qiu looked up and said, "You didn't dare to take things from me before. Just for your little beloved disciple, I didn't even care about my own life."

"My life was saved by Xiaoshuang, and it cannot be thrown away easily. Since you promised to come and see someone today, you will definitely not let something happen to me here. Your poison cannot poison me."

"You are old and not a young person anymore. You should pay attention. I think you have been tormenting you a lot these days." Mr. Qiu washed another cup and said lightly, "I don't want my people to save your people. Whether Xiaozhuang wants to go depends on his wishes."

"He still has some medical ethics. Unlike Mr. Qiu, you don't have any medical ethics. If it weren't for Xiaoshuang, I wouldn't want to meet you this time."

Mr. Qiu raised his eyes and looked at him, "It's not the first day that I've known me. I'm going to bring something like medical ethics into the coffin board. I don't play with poison, and I can't make you successful. Over the years, you have lacked a thank you for me. Today I came to see you, and I didn't plan to let you go back alive. Should I take your own life or the life of your beloved disciple?"

After this sentence, the atmosphere in the tea room was a little gloomy.

"You haven't killed me for so many years. You have only a few years left to live. You are thinking about killing me."

Mr. Qiu poured him another cup of tea, "If you drink this cup, you can poison you to death."

Mr. Zhai picked it up and drank it.

Old Qiu looked at him calmly after drinking, Old Zhai was still sitting here. Old Zhai sighed, took the teapot from his hand, and poured him a cup, "This is a good cup of tea, do you drink it."

A crack appeared on Mr. Qiu's cold face. He looked up at Mr. Zhai quietly for a while, and finally reached out to take it and drank it in, "Do you need me to take action?"

"You are old," said Mr. Zhai, with a smile on his face, "Thank you."

Mr. Qiu coughed and said coldly: "Even if this is the case, it depends on what Xiao Zhuang wants. I can't control the behavior of my disciples."

Seeing that Mr. Zhai was leaving, Mr. Qiu's voice turned cold again, "Sit down."

Mr. Zhai didn't get up.

Old Qiu raised his hand to signal, and Old Zhai stretched out his hand.

Mr. Qiu took his pulse for a while and looked at him again, "Your body is like this, do you want to get into the coffin board before me?"

"I'm old and I've experienced this trouble again. I have one foot..."

"I have something to do, so you can leave. If you don't leave, you will be killed."

Mr. Qiu turned his back on his face, and that face seemed to owe him a huge sum of money.

Mr. Zhai is really leaving.

He was anxious to go back and see his beloved disciple.

"Bang."

Old Qiu slapped the table angrily, with gloomy eyes, "Where is that kid now?"

Through the door panel, someone outside responded, "He followed those people and it's hard to find a place."
Chapter completed!