Chapter 122: A short sword follows

Seeing the young man in the room walking out with paper bags one after another, Zhang Haotian hurriedly estimated that there were at least 130 to 40 people who received the money today, and each person was 60,000 yuan, and Su Zhigao took out nearly 10 million yuan. Although he was rich, he had not yet reached the level of a super rich man. After Ziyi Xingtang came, his business could only barely maintain. It was probably not easy to take out more than 10,000 yuan in cash at once. It seemed that this big brother was already making a desperate bet.

At this moment, he also thought that Su Zhigao could afford to spend tens of millions, but it was difficult for other big brothers, including the rich and powerful Uncle Cai, who most likely would not. Although this decisive battle was nominally a duel between the underworld in C City and Yixingtang, the only one who played the main role was Su Zhigao's people. After all, this had the most direct impact on him.

At this moment, Su Zhigao walked to him, patted his shoulder and said, "Haotian, is it enough for 100,000 yuan to arrange the family's affairs? If it is not enough, tell me that I still have it here."

Zhang Haotian looked at Su Zhigao and saw that although his face was very calm, there was an unconcealable anxiety in his eyes. He knew that this battle was too stressful to him, and he was afraid that it would be difficult to get cash again, so he smiled and said, "Enough, brother, you have given me a lot of money during this period."

Su Zhi nodded and said, "Haotian, just carry that golden dragon sword with you. It's worth it. Let's go, I'll take you to get it."

When Zhang Haotian thought of the exquisite and sharp golden dragon sword, a cool and murderous aura suddenly surged in his heart, and said "yes".

Su Zhigao looked at Zhang Haotian's murderous aura flashing in his eyes, but his face showed a glee, so he took him out of the house, went to the parking lot to get into his car, and drove towards "Night Paradise".

Not long after, we arrived at "Night Paradise" and took the elevator to the fifth floor together. Su Zhigao went to the office for something, so he asked Zhang Haotian to get the knife by himself, and then arranged his own affairs and reported to the underground parking lot early tomorrow morning.

Zhang Haotian went to Room 1 of the bath center from the other direction, took out the key and opened the door and closed the door. The first place he went to was the gym and took off the hanging golden dragon short knife, then went to the living room and opened the window, sat on the sofa and slowly admired it.

Although I have seen this short knife for a long time, the knife now belongs to me, and the taste of appreciation is different.

It was almost noon, and the sun was shining brightly. The scabbard with a long dragon was really shining with golden light and brilliant. Although this should not be made of pure gold, the craftsmanship was beautiful, especially the faucet was cleverly made into a handle, with its size and concaveness, which was indescribable to hold in your hand.

When the short knife was gently pulled out of the scabbard, a strong light almost made Zhang Haotian unable to open his eyes. Such a clear and bright blade like a mirror, I don’t know what kind of steel could be cast. No wonder Su Zhigao would say that Master Ou immediately agreed to help him with the iron ore he brought. It is completely speculated that the iron ore should be very rare and suitable for casting weapons. Master Ou would be happy at first sight and took two years to create this short knife.

The short knife has a small arc shape, but it is very narrow at the tip. If you look closely, the tip is strangely thin and there is a little flashing in the sun. Such a knife tip can penetrate the human body without any force.

At this moment, Zhang Haotian saw a line of text that seemed to be near the hilt of the knife, and he stared at it. The small line of words "Omen's First Knife" suddenly caught his eye.

Zhang Haotian thought in his mind that if the master surnamed Ou was really the descendant of Ou Zhizi, a famous sword-making master in the Spring and Autumn Period, they should have made a living by forging swords for generations. He carved the sword inscription of "The First Sword of the Ou Men", which should have two meanings. The first is that the Ou family has never cast a knife, and this time he broke the example. The second is that the knife has a good quality and he has been casting himself. Therefore, he believes that even if someone from his ancestors cast a knife, they are not as good as him.

Master Ou is dead. Of course no one knows what the inscription means. However, no one knows which reason, this golden dragon short sword is extremely precious, especially for those who use the sword, who is even more like a dream lover. Zhang Haotian was no exception. He reached out and slowly stroked the knife. The feeling of enjoyment was no less than stroking Shangguan Yumei and Xia Linger's smooth and clean skin.

While immersing himself, he heard the phone ringing, so Zhang Haotian picked it up and answered.

Xia Ling'er's voice came from the other side of the phone, and she only heard her say, "Brother Tian, ​​I'm in the hospital, the money has been paid, and the doctor has agreed to have the surgery first, but the surgery is a bit dangerous. I have told my dad that you are my boyfriend. He wants to meet you before entering the operating room. Can you come here?"

Although Zhang Haotian is confident that his skills are not inferior to others, but in the midst of a large number of fights, who can guarantee that he can survive? So he has already made arrangements for the 100,000 yuan given to Su Zhigao, which is to save 70,000 yuan on his adoptive father's card and give the remaining 30,000 yuan to Xia Ling'er. In this way, he has given his adoptive father more than 100,000 yuan. With his frugality, this money can support his future livelihood. For the other 30,000 yuan to Xia Ling'er, his father's surgery fee is not much smaller.

So he said, "Okay, I'm just free now, so I'll come over right away."

Hearing Xia Ling'er agreed happily, she hung up the phone.

Putting down the phone, a beautiful and sexy woman appeared in Zhang Haotian's mind. Since she knew that she helped Su Zhigao resist strong enemies in "Ye Tiantang", although she had few calls during this period, she was extremely concerned every time. She hoped that he would withdraw from City C and go to another city to do business. Zhang Haotian believed that Zhang Haotian's feelings for him were true, but he could not be sure of how much it could. After all, she was different from Xia Ling'er. Although Xia Ling'er sometimes was naughty and bold, she was a traditional girl who valued love in her bones. Her filial piety to her father proved this. Shangguan Yumei had experiences and understood the impermanence of warmth and coldness in the world. If something really happened to her, she might be sad and sad for a while, but she would soon forget it. After all, they didn't have a long time to contact her.

To be honest, Zhang Haotian has her in his heart for Shangguan Yumei. After all, this is his first woman. It can be said that he is his teacher of love and sex. If he has a day of success, he will definitely put this woman under his halo. But now he really doesn't want to contact her more, otherwise it is really possible that he will harm this woman.

So, when he pulled Shangguan Yumei's phone, he did not finally connect and still put the phone back.

He stood up and prepared to go to the hospital where Xia Ling'er's father was. It was the late Xia Dynasty. Zhang Haotian was wearing a black round-neck T-shirt and a pair of blue jeans. It was naturally impossible for the golden dragon knife to be inserted into his waist and swinging around the market. So he found a newspaper, wrapped the knife, and put it in the paper bag that contained the money, so that outsiders could not see it.

After walking out of the "Night Paradise", Zhang Haotian first went to the street, found a nearby bank and deposited 70,000 yuan into his father's account, and then he hired a taxi to go to the hospital.

Half an hour later, Zhang Haotian walked into the inpatient department of the large hospital and took the elevator to the tumor ward on the sixth floor.

Following the clean corridor, I soon arrived at the single ward I visited that day. As soon as I entered, I saw Xia Ling'er's father still lying on the hospital bed. Xia Ling'er, wearing a blue suspender skirt, was sitting on the bed and talking with her mother. On the sofa, there was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old. He was a little tall and thin and pretty, and he looked a little similar to Xia Ling'er's eyebrows and eyes, so he was naturally her younger brother.

Last night, he had been chatting with Xia Ling'er for a long time and knew that her father was called Xia Huacai, her mother was called Ke Caiyun, and her younger brother was called Xia Sijian, also known as Xiaojian.

Xia Ling'er was sitting facing the door. She saw Zhang Haotian at a glance. She immediately stood up and greeted her with a smile. Then she held his hand affectionately and walked to her father's bedside and said, "Dad, you want to see Brother Tian, ​​isn't he here? You can go for the operation with peace of mind."

Xia Hua looked thinner, and his face was very pale at this time. I thought the cancer cells were swallowing his life very quickly, but when he saw Zhang Haotian, he forced himself to sit up. When Xia Ling'er's mother saw it, she quickly went to put the head of the bed high and asked him to lean on before talking.

Xia Hua had just done this action and gasped, staring at him, and after a while, he said, "Zhang Haotian, are you really Ling'er's boss? Are you doing real estate?"

Unexpectedly, his father would ask this question, Xia Ling'er quickly said, "Dad, why do you say this? Of course he is my boss, a real estate businessman, and his family is very rich."
Chapter completed!