Qi Erhe hesitated and said: "Look...I saw it, brother, you also...you saw it too, right?"
Qi Dachuan's face remained serious, he nodded and said, "Yes, I saw it too."
Before this, the Qi brothers had never seen any appearance or physical characteristics of their master, Mr. Huang.
"But...but those are women's hands..." Qi Erhe said, his voice trembling.
He had always thought that their master, Mr. Huang, was a man. After all, his name and voice were both men. But when he saw the white and slender arm stretched out from the car, he couldn't calm down.
Qi Dachuan's mood could not be calmed down. He lit a cigarette, took a puff, relaxed for a while, and then said: "That is indeed a woman's hand. A man's hand will not be so delicate, but if it is a woman, then Why does it sound like a man’s voice? To be honest, my head is buzzing right now and I can’t figure it out.”
The hearts of the two brothers of the Qi family were in turmoil, which overturned all their previous understandings of Mr. Huang.
"Brother, what should we do?" Qi Erhe asked with a frown.
"What else can we do? It doesn't matter to us whether Mr. Huang is a man or a woman. We just need to complete the tasks assigned to us by Mr. Huang conscientiously. If the Hengyun Group does not collapse, we two brothers will If we have a career, apart from groveling and bowing in front of Mr. Huang, our lives are still free and unrestrained, isn't that true?" Qi Dachuan said.
"Yes, yes, brother, you are right. We cannot reach the level of Mr. Huang. In order to save our lives, we should not inquire about some things that we should not ask. The less we know, the better. As long as Hengyun Company If the operation continues, we will still enjoy spicy food." Qi Erhe said.
"By the way, brother, why do you think Mr. Huang always chooses to be near the crematorium every time he sees us?" Qi Erhe asked again.
Qi Dachuan frowned and said, "You idiot, didn't you just tell me not to ask questions that you shouldn't ask? Why did you ask again?"
Qi Erhe smiled awkwardly and said, "That, I forgot, my brain forgets too quickly."
At this time, Huang Erye's black Lincoln was already carrying him into the crematorium.
A voice sounded in the car: "Huh? The spiritual energy contained in this waist badge has actually been refined in advance. It seems that my waist badge has changed hands many times over the past hundred years, and some experts have transferred it to The spiritual energy on it has been refined, and now it has returned to its original owner, but it is a pity that the words engraved on it were destroyed!"
"When I escape the disaster and recover my cultivation, my era will come!"
This sentence contains a lot of information. The extra years Huang Erye has spent has exceeded a hundred years. It is unclear whether it is a hundred years or a few hundred years.
However, listening to the information revealed by him talking to himself, we can know that he was once an absolute overlord, but now in order to avoid disaster, he cannot restore the cultivation level in his heyday.
In any case, Chu Yang has another difficult opponent.
At this time, he called one of his men and asked, "Is there any news about the third child?"
The subordinate replied: "Master, not yet."
He frowned and murmured: "Where did this third child go? There has been no news about him for so many days. Could it be that the retreat failed?"
Judging from the current reaction, Mr. Huang did not notice that Chu Yang left a trace of his aura on his belt.
It can be seen that although Mr. Huang was once a master, he has not yet returned to his peak stage. After all, Chu Yang is not an ordinary person, but a master of the three medical and martial arts who have cultivated to the top level.
But when Mr. Huang's strength returns to its peak, it will be hard to say.
At this time, Chu Yang smiled faintly. He could still feel the aura he left on his waist badge, indicating that Mr. Huang had not seen through his methods.
"Er Huang, as long as you and I meet, I will definitely know who you are!" Chu Yang said confidently.
