97 The eve of the banquet
In the afternoon in the capital, preparations for a grand banquet were beginning in the most prosperous place in the city.

A silver-haired man slowly approached the place.

He has a wireless Bluetooth headset in one ear. He is wearing a black windbreaker, and his slightly long silver hair is scattered around his ears.

He stopped at the door of the banquet, and several bodyguards who were patrolling bowed.

"BOSS."

"Is it all arranged?"

A leading bodyguard stepped forward and lowered his body to report to him: "More than 300 people have been arranged, all of whom are members of the Xia family. As long as someone comes to cause trouble, I can guarantee that he will not be able to escape!"

Xia Xichen nodded.

This time I made such a grand return, I don’t know how many people wanted to get rid of me in the name of the party, especially——

A member of the Fengzao family.

The Fengzao family imprisoned him for a whole year and almost died there. How could he just let it go, so they would definitely strike first.

Just in case, we can only arrange for someone to ambush here in advance. After fighting in the underworld for so many years and still not dying, we can't be plotted in this damn place.

"Xiaochen!"

Hearing the cry, he turned his head back.

Ye Ying behind him threw a gun over, and he caught it. The gun circled around his slender fingers, and when he held it firmly, he opened the model number of the gun.

It is an M92 pistol with an effective range of 52m. This type of gun can be regarded as the top weapon in the world. However, this gun is produced by the National Academy of Science and Technology and can only be equipped by soldiers with the highest military rank.

"This thing is military goods, where did you get it?" Xia Xichen said coldly, playing with the gun, without any emotion in his voice.

Ye Ying squinted his beautiful eyes and saw that his fingers were a little white, probably because of the continuous rain some time ago.

When Xia Xichen raised his head, Ye Ying had already wrapped his scarf around his neck: "I give it to you, of course it must be the best."

A wave of warmth enveloped him, and Xia Xichen raised the corners of his lips slightly. He took a few steps back, then pulled the trigger, holding the gun with one hand.

The muzzle of the gun was pointed at Ye Ying's head not far away.

This move frightened the bodyguards stationed there, thinking that something had happened, so the BOSS wanted to kill Ye Ying. However, because they absolutely obeyed Xia Xichen, the bodyguards still stood still and stuck to their posts, but glanced at her from time to time. Their direction.

Ye Ying was also stunned for a moment, but still stood there, staring at Xia Xichen with his gray-blue eyes, sharp and without any fear, as if he wanted to see through him.boom!
With the sound of a gunshot, the bullet grazed Ye Ying's ear. It did not hurt him, but it had frightened the bodyguards.

I didn't expect that the BOSS's marksmanship was still so good. If it had been someone else, I'm afraid Ye Ying would have died long ago.

As for Ye Ying, he stood there without blinking. The bodyguards secretly admired him. He was indeed a man who could follow the BOSS. He was not even afraid of guns, and bullets passed through him without even blinking.

As expected, he is just like BOSS, not afraid of death.

There was still a wisp of smoke coming from the muzzle. When the smoke gradually dissipated and the joke was over, Xia Xichen put away the gun.

He walked towards the banquet hall, which was already decorated, with musical instruments, stage, red wine, food...

He leaned against the table with pastries and chocolates and looked at the empty banquet hall.

"Want to smoke?" Ye Ying followed up and stood opposite him, holding a cigarette and asked. A ray of sunlight came in from the window, and the sunlight hit his flaxen hair, making it even softer.

Xia Xichen held her forehead: "It will stain the smell. We are meeting tonight. My sister won't let me smoke. I can't let her know that I smoke."

Ye Ying lit the cigarette and put the lighter into his pocket. In front of his sister, Xiaochen was an absolutely qualified and perfect brother. What should he do?

Seems a little jealous.

Ye Ying walked over, with one hand on the table and a cigarette in the other. He came very close to Xia Xichen, almost touching him.

He stared at Xia Xichen with a knife-like gaze, revealing an interesting smile.

"What?" Xia Xichen frowned.

"Nothing." Ye Ying said, he kept smiling, and then put the cigarette into his mouth, and the surroundings became filled with smoke.

Sure enough, he didn't do anything, but the next second——

Xia Xichen roughly grabbed his collar and kicked him in the stomach.

"Ahem..." When Ye Ying coughed and backed away, holding his stomach, Xia Xichen raised his hand and smelled his sleeve.

As expected, the smell of Ye Ying's cigarette smoke was tainted, and now I had to go back to take a shower and change clothes.

(End of this chapter)

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