At Donghai International Airport, a direct American flight landed slowly.

Lin Zixian, wearing a off-white trouser windbreaker, was wearing a pair of wide sunglasses, carrying a loose canvas bag on one shoulder, and carrying a red travel bag in his hand, quickly following a frivolous beauty.

The beauty has black and shiny hair hanging down her shoulders, loose white folded sleeves and gauze dress, and you can vaguely see the black bra inside, blue jeans on the lower body, and white sneakers on her feet, which is very youthful and beautiful. The jeans are tightly wrapped and the perky butt makes the eyes behind the sunglasses look close and distant.

The red travel bag belongs to this cold-faced beauty. Lin Zixian is not familiar with her, but she just happened to be sitting next to her on the same flight.

Lin Zixian was also knowledgeable and well-known and read all the beauties in the world. Among the Chinese beauties, who have such a look and figure, immediately surprised him and started to chat with him without hesitation.

However, the other person lacked interest in him, so he just barely responded to him and ignored him.

But this did not prevent Lin Zixian from continuing to show his gratitude. After getting off the plane, he almost forcibly snatched the other person's salute and helped him carry it.

Just tell me if I like it! The cold-faced beauty just looked at him coldly, but did not express any dissatisfaction.

The two of them left the airport, and the cold-faced beauty suddenly stopped and reached out without looking back, "Give me your gift!"

"Because of my hard work, you don't invite me to drink something, it's okay to leave a contact information. I don't have many friends in China, let's make friends!" Lin Zixian laughed, but the red travel bag in his hand was not intended to be handed back to others for a long time. It seemed that he would not let go without getting the other party's contact information.

"Bang!" The cold-faced beauty suddenly raised her elbow back and hit Lin Zixian's lower abdomen hard.

He started very hard, and Lin Zixian couldn't help but bare his teeth.

The next second, the cold-faced beauty grabbed his arm cleanly and exerted force, and then she wanted to give him a shoulder drop. It seemed that she had practiced Taekwondo.

Lin Zixian was careless just now. After suffering one loss, he would not take it again. He quickly pressed the other party's hips and hips with his other hand, making it impossible for her to arch her waist and exert force.

Feeling that his butt had been eaten by the other party, the cold-faced beauty quickly let go and turned around and slapped her, but Lin Zixian grabbed her wrist and could not move.

The cold-faced beauty was slightly surprised. She didn't expect that his reaction was so fast. Moreover, the elbow hit just now, and the average man might have fallen down long ago, but this person seemed to have nothing to do.

Lin Zixian wanted to make a joke, and six strong men in black suits rushed out next to three small cars parked side by side outside the airport. They looked like bodyguards and thugs, and they surrounded the two of them directly.

Lin Zixian just picked up girls and didn't want to cause any trouble. Facing the six burly men who were eyeing each other, he immediately raised his hand to surrender.

The next moment, Lin Zixian was twisted by two bodyguards and waited for his hair to fall. The cold-faced beauty snatched her red travel bag, held Lin Zixian's shoulder, and raised her knees and slammed her hard. With a "bang", Lin Zixian grinned, indicating that it hurts very much.

"Miss, what should I do?" asked a bodyguard.

"Let's go!" The cold-faced beauty was too lazy to care about the scoundrel anymore. She had the best share and turned around and left with her travel bag. Several bodyguards reluctantly let Lin Zixian go.

A bodyguard ran to open the door of a car in the middle, and protected the cold-faced beauty into the car. After the door was closed, six bodyguards also got in the car, and three cars quickly left.

Lin Zixian looked at the three cars that were leaving, rubbed his abdomen with a bitter smile, and couldn't help but ask himself, are all beauties in China so tough?

Several American friends who arrived on the same plane and accidentally saw this scene, one of them came and asked in English with kindness: "Sir, do you need to call the police?"

"Oh!" Lin Zixian shrugged disapprovingly and replied in fluent English: "No, my wife has some misunderstandings about me."

An American friend suddenly realized that they were two couples having a conflict, so he patted his shoulder and comforted him: "It's okay, buy a bouquet of roses and give her a romantic surprise. I think she will forgive you."

"Oh! A good idea, thank you!" Lin Zixian expressed his gratitude for shook hands with him.

The two sides briefly talked for a few words, and a minibus came to pick up several international friends.

"A beautiful encounter, but unfortunately there is no perfect ending." Lin Zixian thought about what happened just now, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and muttered to himself.

After scanning the environment outside the airport, Lin Zixian got into a taxi and called the driver a place name: "Minghua Group."

The taxi was speeding all the way and finally stopped in the commercial area full of tall buildings. Lin Zixian stared at the tall building outside the car window with his sunglasses and watched silently. The conspicuous famous flower group logo was hung on the walls of the building, which was a blooming white lotus.

Before returning to China, he knew nothing about the group company. Who would have thought that when he was quitting the world for more than a year and was traveling around the world, he suddenly received a call from the old man, saying that Qiao Antian, the boss of the Minghua Group, had some trouble and asked him to come back to help, and he would help him if he could not get the time.

The old man was busy playing cards and didn't say much. However, for so many years abroad, the old man never cared about his life or death, or the first time he spoke to him for what he did.

Since the old man spoke, Lin Zixian couldn't help but follow the company. After checking the Internet, he found that it was one of the top 100 companies in China.

Lin Zixian felt strange. Although the old man was good at it, he never showed it. He was a lazy and troubled man who hangs around in the countryside. He has never wanted to get out of the remote countryside. How could he get involved with the boss of a large company? So he interrupted his travels and returned to China...

Seeing that he had no intention of getting off the car, the driver reminded him: "Sir, Minghua Group has arrived."

"Well... find a hotel nearby." Lin Zixian said lightly with his eyes behind his sunglasses staring out the window.

The taxi driver naturally had no objection and took him outside a hotel and stopped. The hotel was not far from Minghua Group.

That night, the room was pitch black. He sat lazily on the chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, holding a cigarette in his mouth, silently staring at the Minghua Group headquarters building in front of him, thinking about whether to come forward to help.

Help is a trivial matter. The key is that he has been out of the world for more than a year and is really unwilling to reveal his dark identity in the international underground world because of some accident. Even the old man didn't know that he was a powerful identity. Although the old man was the master who adopted him, the two of them never interfered in anything about each other's affairs, and he didn't need to report it. He just occasionally called to see if the other person was still alive...

I woke up naturally after sleeping, and it was already noon.

Wearing a pair of white underwear and sleeping naked, Lin Zixian got up and walked to the floor-to-ceiling window to do stretching exercises, moved his muscles and bones, and stood upside down in the room.

His handstand was very strange. Not only did he stand upside down, but he used a finger. Only this finger actually supported his entire body, and his fingers stood firmly on the ground without any bending.

The nearly ** body was also straight from fingers to toes, and the tendons and muscles all over the body were tight and hard, like stones. It was not the size of a huge bullfrog. When you didn't use force, you just felt very strong and you couldn't see a trace of fat. But at this moment it was full of explosive and strong visual effects, with extremely clear lines, almost like a stone carving.

There were more than a dozen scars on the upper body. Experienced people can see that they were scars left by gunshot wounds of different diameters, and nine scars cut by knives or daggers, either long or short, making this stone sculpture-like body full of vicissitudes, as if it was traces left on the stone sculpture after the erosion of snow, rain, wind and frost, full of male charm.

Every ten minutes passed, he would change his finger to support his handstand. This was a unique internal martial art called "A Stick of Incense to the Sky". As for where it originated, Lin Zixian himself didn't know, because the old man had never told him at all.

After taking turns to ten fingers, it took just one hundred minutes, and it was just right for the pinch. It was a habit that had been natural for many years. Only then did he return to his position, his joints were loose, and he made a bang, slowly exhaling a long breath.

Turning around and returning to his lazy appearance, slowly swayed into the bathroom, and began to clean.

After leaving the bathroom naked, I picked up the clothes I bought yesterday and changed into ordinary jeans, and put on an ordinary casual outfit on my upper body. I looked lazy and I was just a young man who was not motivated.

The belt was not changed, and the canvas belt was pulled out from the waist of the original trousers, and his fingers slid across the edge of the belt. Suddenly, a shiny cow hair needle popped up obliquely from the canvas belt, and was pressed back into the belt by his fingers. There was no special technique, so it was not so easy to take it out.

This kind of cow hair needle is forged with special steel. There are 800 pieces hidden in the entire belt. It is a must-have thing for Lin Zixian and his trump card. There is also another advantage in hiding it in the belt, which is that it is not afraid of being discovered when passing various security checks. It is said that it is an ordinary belt with steel wire inlaid inside, and people will not take it seriously.

After a little cleanup, I went to the hotel restaurant to order some food and grind it slowly for a while. I waited until the peak hours of work, but I left the hotel. I lit a cigarette and walked towards the headquarters building of Minghua Group.

"Sir, what can I do to serve you?" asked the front desk lady who showed her company's image dignified and sweet. Another front desk lady looked alert.

Lin Zixian lay lazily on the front desk, smiling with a bit of teasing meaning: "I'll look for Mr. Qiao Antian, the chairman of your company."

"Are you looking for our chairman?" The front desk lady was slightly surprised and looked at him up and down, and found that although the other party was quite handsome, she was dressed in an ordinary manner and didn't look like a high-class person who could know the chairman. So she asked with some reservations: "Do you have an appointment?"

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Chapter completed!