Chapter 260 Yin Nanfeng!
On this day, Hu Ming and Er Erhong chatted for a long time, which lasted most of the day.
The two did not end the conversation until there was a knock on the door.
In fact, for most of the day, Er Yuehong was reminiscing about the past.
Recalling the past between him and the girl, and the years when he first met Hu Ming.
Most of the time, Hu Ming just shut up and listened quietly, rarely expressing his own opinions.
In fact, Er Erhong didn't care at all. He was just lonely for too long and needed someone to talk to.
Hu Ming is the best choice.
"Second Master, the lady has asked me to bring you dinner."
"After eating, it's almost time for you to rest. Besides, Mr. Ming has been on the train for a long time, so he must have It’s also very tiring.”
The visitor was a female waiter wearing a short cheongsam and black high-heeled shoes.
This is the "listening slave" trained by Crescent Hotel!
Having been raised according to strict methods since childhood, her ears are different from ordinary people.
Although compared with the Wenshan Dragon Distinguishing Technique of the Xieling lineage, it is still a little behind.
But the advantage is also obvious, that is, its popularity is too high.
There are hundreds of waiters at the Crescent Hotel, all of whom are slaves.
These people are enough to monitor everything that happens in the hotel 24 hours a day.
It is not unreasonable for the Crescent Hotel to remain standing in Sijiu City.
"Is it getting late already?"
"It's my fault, it's my fault. I was excited and didn't pay attention. Xiao Ming, you should go and have a good rest first."
"Don't look at me like this. I think I can still last for a long time. We have plenty of time to continue chatting."
Er Yuehong was stunned and slowly stood up and opened the curtains.
Sure enough, night has already fallen outside the window, and the lights are colorful.
This is the 21st century after all, and nightlife is already quite large in Sijiu City today.
Hu Ming was silent when he saw this.
A lot of days?
You can tell by looking at his look. He is stooped, and he is panting from exhaustion just by standing up and closing the curtains.
Hu Ming saw keenly that the legs of Hong Erye, who was famous in February, were trembling uncontrollably.
“…When I come to Sijiu City this time, I won’t leave until you leave.”
“Let’s just say that I, as a disciple, will do my part in filial piety and serve the people. You end it.”
This is quite rude to say.
But instead of being unhappy and angry, Er Erhong was stunned for a moment and then laughed heartily.
Laughing so hard that I was out of breath and coughing again and again.
"Hahaha, good, good! Good boy! I thought you would appear once again and mysteriously disappear again just like before."
"I didn't expect that I would die in February. Before, I had my children by my side, so God has treated me well!”
At this age, Er Erhong is already one hundred and two years old. Throughout the ages, she has lived an unimaginably long life.
Of course, it cannot be compared with some "monsters" that cannot be judged by common sense.
Besides, what are the nine gates? They are fighting backwards.
When I was young, I went to the ground all the time, and I was contaminated with a lot of yin, filthy, and dead energy underground.
For those who work in this industry, if they don’t take special care of themselves, they will generally be miserable in their later years.
"Anyway, please take it easy. At your age, it would be good to live one more day, or even one hour."
Hu Ming kept walking and left without looking back.
Behind Tingnu was a waiter pushing a dining cart.
Close the door, Hu Ming lit a cigarette for himself melancholy, leaned on the railing, and looked at the people dining in the hall below.
“To be honest, I have grown up listening to your stories.”
"I have always been curious about whether the outstanding young people who have been talked about by the Second Master and the Buddha all the year round are really weak." "Now it seems..."
I don't know why. At that moment, when the cigarette on Hu Ming's fingertips burned to the holder, a mature female voice with a hint of youthfulness sounded in his ears.
“Huh? How does it look now? Are you a little disappointed?”
“I am just an ordinary person, and I am a bit handsome at best?”
Hu Ming was not surprised, he just chuckled, pinched off the cigarette butt, and looked at the woman beside him as if.
Cold, yet noble.
This is the first reaction that anyone will have when seeing this woman.
The shoulder-length hair is combed into a ponytail on the back, and the eyebrow-length bangs are arranged extremely delicately.
The face is beautiful, the eyebrows are perfectly drawn, and the skin is as fair as fine jade.
The lips were covered in a bright red lipstick that most women would find hard to pull off.
Flaming red lips are probably words that exist to describe this woman, right?
It was like going to a dinner party, wearing a noble black luxurious dress, which looked just right on her body.
"By the way, although you are not very old, this kind of mature makeup suits you extremely well."
"Very good!"
Hu Ming's eyes flashed with appreciation and he praised softly.
"Thank you "Uncle Ming" for the compliment!"
The noble and cool woman looked at Jiang Nan, her face that looked younger than hers without makeup, and she looked a little weird for a moment. .
"As for now, it seems that he is just like Adjutant Zhang, another immortal old monster!"
"He is clearly in his forties and fifties, but he has a seventeen-year-old face. Ba's face, you two really look alike. ”
"By the way, I am Yin Nanfeng, now the person in charge of the Crescent Hotel, and Yin Xinyue is my aunt, so you should understand, right?"
Yin Nanfeng generously extended his protective hand. Excellent right hand.
"Understood! We are related to Buddha, no wonder we take care of him so much."
"By the way, strictly speaking, the Yin family is not from the Nine Sects after all," Ming The title "Uncle" is unnecessary.
Hu Ming understood, smiled dumbly, took Yin Nanfeng's hand, and shook hands politely.
"Uncle Ming was joking. The words that the second master has been talking about all year round are very reasonable."
"Jiumen is a quagmire. Once it is stained, it will never be able to escape and cannot be washed away." "The quagmire."
"The Yin family and Buddha have long been inseparable from the Jiumen, whether you or I admit it or not."
Yin Nanfeng shook his head and still insisted on his title. .
"It's up to you. I didn't stay long when I came to Sijiu City half a year ago, and I didn't take a good look at the changes in Sijiu City in the past twenty years."
"It just so happens that I'm not in a hurry this time, so it's a good idea to take the opportunity to visit Sijiu City. You go ahead and I'm leaving."
Waving his hand, Hu Ming turned around and left with some boredom.
Hu Ming has already made an appointment for a drinking party, and Hu Bayi, Fatty, and Da Jinya are waiting eagerly.
“Of course, that’s your freedom, Uncle Ming, but there is one thing I think it’s better to tell you.”
“Personal suggestion, if you want to feel at ease later, If you want to get some sleep, you’d better go back to Xinyue Hotel.”
"Perhaps you haven't noticed that the time you appeared in Sijiu City half a year ago has attracted the attention of some caring people." Some people take his face to heart."
"Uncle Ming, you are a veteran. I guess you don't need to remind me too much. The dying beast is the most dangerous and deadly. "
Yin Nanfeng nodded slightly and made a gesture of invitation.
But before Hu Ming left, he said something meaningful.
Hu Ming's footsteps hesitated before leaving, and then he said calmly: "I didn't leave because I was afraid! A dying beast? If they are coming, then come! Just deal with them together!"
When Hu Ming finished his last sentence, a powerful aura suddenly erupted from his body, causing Yin Nanfeng's body to tremble. Then Hu Ming waved his hand and left slowly.
(End of this chapter)