The Romantic Soldier King

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Qiao Rubing naturally knew that the sister-in-law they were talking about was herself, but she only glared at Ye Cheng with slight anger. She did not deny it in front of Ye Cheng's friends;    

    

"Is president Qiao really sister-in-law?" Hu Lang looked at the two of them with some suspicion.    

    

"What do you think?" Ye Cheng asked, his swollen eyes stared straight at Hu Lang, the threat evident on his face.    

    

"I thought, it must be. Only my sister-in-law would be so beautiful, and only the elegant and unrestrained elder brother Ye would be worthy of her." Hu Lang said in all seriousness.    

    

Qiao Rubing, after all, was someone who had experienced a great deal. Even though Hu Lang's calling her sister-in-law made her feel a little uncomfortable, she still watched the two of them joking and cursing with a face full of smiles. Not only was she not annoyed, she was also a little happy.    

    

Hmm?" Just as they were about to order their dishes, Ye Cheng suddenly raised his head and looked out the window, only to see a man in a black robe walking towards their restaurant with a robust man. Although Ye Cheng did not see that fellow who had made him hate his aura at all yesterday, Ye Cheng immediately felt a sense of irritation when he saw that guy.    

    

"What's wrong?" Hu Lang was acutely aware of Ye Cheng's strangeness, and, following Ye Cheng's gaze, looked outwards, and casually said: "Is there a problem with that man? No, that's not right. That guy is here! " Saying that, Hu Lang suddenly stood up, his hand retreating into his sleeves as he vigilantly looked around.    

    

Ye Cheng shot a glance at Hu Lang, and was secretly shocked in his heart. When he once again turned to look at the two people outside the window, Ye Cheng immediately turned pale with fright, because the cold man who was standing beside the robust man had actually disappeared. Furthermore, Ye Cheng could only watch helplessly as the robust man expressionlessly walked towards the restaurant they were in.    

    

"Humph!" Hu Lang snorted, his eyes looking warily at the cold black robed man who was sitting right next to them on the other empty table.    

    

Ye Cheng followed Hu Lang's gaze and looked at him and immediately turned pale from fright. Although Ye Cheng did not know what method this guy used to hide his Qi, Ye Cheng was 80% sure that this guy was the same guy who was floating in his window last night. At such a close distance, that cold Qi that made people shiver in fear made Ye Cheng's face darken, but Ye Cheng did not make a move, because he did not dare, and dueling with both of them alone was not a match for this cold man. Moreover, beside this cold man stood a robust man who had been expressionless the entire time. On the other hand, Ye Cheng and the others still had a Qiao Rubing who was powerless.    

    

Ye Cheng's expression became gloomy, holding the ice blade in his sleeves, the cold aura of the blade caused Ye Cheng to be more clear-headed, but he continued to stare at cold man at the side, his body tensed up, his head arched slightly, if he ever made a move, Ye Cheng would definitely not hesitate to rush at him, and make the first move.    

    

"What happened to you?" Qiao Rubing was an observant person, he immediately noticed that something was amiss with the two, and following their gazes, he coincidentally saw cold man on the table beside them.    

    

At this time, cold man seemed to have noticed Qiao Rubing's gaze, he suddenly raised his head and smiled at Qiao Rubing. Although he did not make a sound, his smile was very strange.    

    

When Ye Cheng saw the man's appearance, his pupils did not even contract. It was as if Ye Cheng had worn a terrifying white mask on his face, and his face looked like a zombie's, a ghost's, and a cold, lifeless aura, as if he had died a thousand years ago or died a thousand years ago, hung on the wall to dry.    

    

Ah!" When Qiao RuBing saw the cold looking man's face, she immediately cried out in surprise and her small hands couldn't help but grab Ye Cheng's hand.    

    

Ye Cheng's hand trembled, and the blade in his sleeve cut open Ye Cheng's fingertip. The pain at the fingertip caused Ye Cheng to wake up, and his other hand gently reached out to grab Qiao Rubing's hand: "If they start fighting, you go with Hu Lang, I'll stop him for a while."    

    

Ye Cheng's voice was not soft either, Qiao Rubing was sure that he could hear him, not to mention the tensed up Hu Lang, he just did not know if cold man could hear him, but Ye Cheng did not think too much, he did not know what the cold man was up to, and since they had already met, fighting was unavoidable.    

    

Qiao Rubing knew that this was not the time to argue with Ye Cheng. When he felt Ye Cheng's big hand, the panic he had from being scared by this cold man receded a little, but he did not dare to look at the cold man beside him.    

    

"Are you sure?" Hu Lang stared at cold man and muttered.    

    

"No, but you are faster than me. If anything happens, you should leave immediately with Ru Bing. The farther the better." Ye Cheng said without taking his eyes off it.    

    

"Not good, my speed is fast. I can stall him. When the time comes, even if I have to escape, the chances are higher." Hu Lang shook his head.    

    

"His target is me." Ye Cheng coldly stared at cold man and said.    

    

After hearing that, Hu Lang no longer said anything.    

    

Fortunately, it was already past two in the afternoon and they had already passed the restaurant. Furthermore, because they were at the corner of the restaurant, the strange atmosphere did not affect the surrounding customers, and even though that cold man was scary looking, he was wearing a black robe that covered his face. Other than raising his head to scare Qiao Rubing, he did not see that scary face of his.    

    

Sir, your food." Not long after, this bizarre anger was broken by a girl in a waiter's uniform. She held a plate with her small hand and placed several plates of food that Ye Cheng had ordered earlier onto their table.    

    

"Thank you." Qiao Rubing forced out a smile and said to the waiter.    

    

"You're welcome." The waiter revealed a professional smile towards Qiao Rubing. When she saw Qiao Rubing's beautiful appearance, her eyes revealed a trace of surprise, but the waiter could feel that Ye Cheng and Hu Lang were occasionally on guard against him. She frowned.    

    

Ye Cheng and Hu Lang were currently very nervous, anyone who approached them would immediately be drawn in, even if it was a waiter who looked very cute. Ye Cheng was afraid that this cold man would deliberately attract their attention, so they could let other people wait for the opportunity to take action, just like this waiter, so Ye Cheng and Hu Lang did not lower their guard against anyone that approached them.    

    

The waiter followed Ye Cheng's and Hu Lang's gaze and happened to see cold man and the muscular man's table. Holding onto a plate, he walked to their side, and revealed a professional smile once again, and said: "Sir, what do you want to order?" As she spoke, she placed a menu on the table beside cold man. She could see that the two of them were led by cold man and that was the truth.    

    

Hu Lang and Ye Cheng stared intently at cold man. They were both members of the National Security, if cold man suddenly kidnapped this waiter to threaten Ye Cheng and Hu Lang, then things would not be easy.    

    

cold man flicked his finger, and the menu in front of him spun around on the table, right in front of the muscular man, without saying a word.    

    

Even though the sharp Hu Lang was not able to clearly see cold man's movements, he was afraid that cold man would harm the waiter. His body that was leaning forward almost rushed forward, but was stopped by Ye Cheng who was beside him.    

    

Ye Cheng had his own selfish motives. Compared to the waiter and Qiao Rubing, who he did not recognize, he was more inclined towards Qiao Rubing.    

    

"Two bowls of noodles." This was the first time the stocky man had spoken. His voice was full of masculinity, carrying the unique magnetism of a man. It sounded very comfortable.    

    

"Wait a moment." The waiter smiled at the stocky man and nodded before walking away.    

    

"You guys are scared?" After the waiter left, cold man extended his withered claws and lightly knocked on the table. He reached out and picked up a pair of chopsticks, playing with it between his withered fingers.    

    

"Humph, tell me, what do you want?" Ye Cheng snorted.    

    

"Hehe, it's very simple. Break your own four limbs, and I'll let the two of them leave alive." cold man did not seem to be anxious at all, his hoarse voice carried the contempt of a cat catching a mouse.    

    

"What did you say!?" "What kind of dog do you think you are? What qualifications do you have to say those words? Do you really think you're an expert?" Hu Lang suddenly slapped the table and stared at cold man.    

    

The cold man acted as if he did not see Hu Lang's angry expression and continued to sit there, leisurely playing with the chopsticks in his hand, waiting for Ye Cheng's decision.    

    

"Don't act rashly." Ye Cheng frowned as he pulled on Hu Lang's arm.    

    

"Humph!" Hu Lang snorted coldly. It was obvious that he took the incident of him being chased like a dog by this cold man very seriously. Now that Ye Cheng was here, he really wanted to get back at him.    

    

The three of them surrounded the four dishes, but none of them were in the mood to move their chopsticks.    

    

"What is your purpose? I'm afraid it's not as simple as killing me, right? " Ye Cheng asked, he felt that this cold man must have had some other motive, if not, the cold man would have made his move long ago.    

    

"Hehe, you're thinking too much. Killing you is as easy as it is." cold man's hoarse voice sounded very unpleasant.    

    

"Are you that sure?" Ye Cheng looked at cold man coldly.    

    

"What do you think?" As cold man said that, he suddenly pinched it with two fingers, flicked his fingers, and the chopsticks in his hand quickly flew towards Ye Cheng.    

    

The distance between the two was not more than three meters, and Ye Cheng, who had been tensed up all this time, had already been prepared for the movement of the cold man's hands, so even though the chopsticks were flying fast, Ye Cheng still managed to dodge it. The chopsticks whistled as they sliced across the side of Ye Cheng's face, causing his face to hurt, but he quickly focused his eyes and cursed: "Damn it!"    

    


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