90,000 Years of Longevity

Three-Legged Dragon Manor, in the safe house.

Zhao Bingsheng wore a golden yellow gown, he held a cane with his back facing the door, still quietly looking at the painting on the wall!

Creak!

The door of the safe house opened.

Zhao Bingsheng remained indifferent...

However, the two old people who were taken by Zhao Changcun entered here, and when they saw Zhao Bingsheng, their bodies were shocked.

Huhu!

Throughout the safe house, only the inhalation sound can be heard.

After a long time, Old Liu, who was wearing glasses spoke, his voice a little bit of exclamation, "Zhao Bingsheng, you are so brave!"

"Asking us to come here this time, have you...really made up your mind?" Jin Rufan also spoke.

When he heard these words, Zhao Bingsheng turned around slowly.

The eyes were cold, without any emotions, "Changcun, you go out first."

"Yes, Old Master!"

Zhao Changcun did not dare to hesitate. He knew very well that he was not qualified to know the content of the next conversation.

When he turned to leave the safe house, he closed the door easily after making sure that there were no outsiders.

Zhao Bingsheng first set his sights on Jin Rufan.

Today's Jin Rufan wore a pair of black reading glasses, his hair was gray, and his face had wrinkles one after another, but they were very shallow. He was dressed in a black Tang suit and had a majestic manner. He was clearly a big man in the auto industry, but he was a bit weak and gentle with a breath of art.

"Old Jin, long time no see!" After the observation, Zhao Bingsheng nodded slightly.

Then he set his sights on Liu Zhiyun.

Liu Zhiyun's appearance was still very rough, dark skin, gray hair, crow's feet in the corners of his eyes, but his skin was full of luster, just looking at this appearance, it was hard to imagine that he was the great boss of the giant clothing industry.

"Old Liu, you won't blame me for taking the initiative, do you?" After reading his two fellows, Zhao Bingsheng continued.

"Since you let the descendants of the Zhao family go to Kunlun Mountain to make trouble, it's already on the path of no return... Old Zhao, the three of us were like brothers. Even if you do something wrong, we will only support it!" Liu Zhiyun shook his head.

While speaking, he unceremoniously walked towards the golden sofa in the safe house.

"I knew you weren't dead! As Wang An said, you can live at least three years!" Jin Rufan walked slowly to the side of Zhao Bingsheng, and the two of them touched their shoulders lightly, and their voices were faint.

Afterward, the three people formed a triangle and sat down one by one.

The atmosphere in the safe room fell into silence.

Zhao Bingsheng did not speak anymore.

Jin Rufan and Liu Zhiyun also did not speak.

The three of them just sat quietly.

When an hour had passed...

"Sigh." Jin Rufan stood up for the first time, sighed slightly, turned, and walked towards the exit of the safe house.

Liu Zhiyun nodded slightly, got up, and walked side by side with Jin Rufan.

Zhao Bingsheng was still sitting on the sofa...

When the two got up and left, he did not see them off.

But the corner of his mouth showed a gratified smile at this moment.

He understood...

If these two did not speak, it meant that they had truly accepted his plan.

At the same time, if something happened to themselves, they would follow their previous agreement to protect the descendants of the Zhao family, and would not cut off their children.

Creak!

After the two left the safe house and closed the door, Zhao Bingsheng slowly stood up.

At this moment, he seemed to have aged another ten years.

He bent slightly and bowed deeply at the door.

"This life is enough!"

...

Golden Age Hotel, in the presidential suite.

As a five-star hotel, all the facilities here were the most upscale.

Leather sofa, soft big bed, the magnificent decoration.

Even on the wall, there were a lot of calligraphies and paintings that were enough for one not be able to distinguish between the original and the fake. They were full of artistic atmosphere. Compared with the Longevity Temple on Kunlun Mountain, it was unknown how many times more beautiful they were.

If ordinary people came in, they would definitely continue to exclaim and look around in the presidential suite.

But after Ye Bei came in, he simply glanced, and walked towards the French windows in the living room, quietly watching the scenery outside.

The years had passed, and the times had changed.

Food was Ye Bei's eternal hobby. The different scenery was Ye Bei's rare interest in his endless years.

The lighting position of the presidential suite was excellent, with the north facing the south, and the floor was still high.

Looking at the position where Ye Bei was standing, he seemed to see the entire Q city in his eyes.

A magnificent building.

A smooth street.

There was also busy traffic, although it was daytime, he could still see many neon lights flashing.

Wang An also entered the room and stood respectfully behind Ye Bei.

"Master... this time it is indeed the old slave who is selfish! Q City is where the Zhao family's house is located, they did something unforgivable yesterday, if we just let it go like this, then this old slave won't be able to stay calm. When I was looking for Cheng Shou, this old slave had already sent a message, now a large number of forces are encircling the Q City, so master need not stain your hands personally, this old slave will directly erase the Zhao Family." After a long time, Wang An couldn't help but speak.

After his voice faded, the presidential suite fell into silence.

Ye Bei ignored him, he was still looking at the scenery outside...

"Master!" Three hours later, Wang An's clothes were soaked in a cold sweat, seeing that Ye Bei did not answer, he whispered again.

This time, Ye Bei turned around slowly, opened his mouth slightly, and said something that made Wang An confused, "Little An, between a human and a world, which one do you think is bigger?"

Although Wang An was puzzled.

But after pondering for a second, he replied respectfully, "This world is too big, and there are too many people... In the eyes of this old slave, human beings are still too small to be worth mentioning."

"Oh? But there are some people who don't think so." Ye Bei murmured.

Thump…

After listening to Ye Bei, his face was pale, and he knelt on the ground with a plop.

"Master, it's the old slave who was wrong! Master, please punish..."

The voice was hoarse, and he didn't dare to have any sophistry anymore.

"I'm back this time just want to take a good look at this brand new world. Put away all your careful thoughts... Besides, there is a little trouble outside, you can solve it!" Ye Bei waved his hand, and after leaving his words, turned around and stood in front of the French window again, looking at this once familiar but now strange city.

"Yes, master!" Hearing that there was trouble outside, Wang An had no doubt.

He got up with his trembling body and walked towards the entrance of the presidential suite.

Creak!

When Wang An left the room and carefully closed the door, Ye Bei, who was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, sighed quietly, "The three of you are all here today."

If Zhao Bingsheng, Jin Rufan, and Liu Zhiyun heard this, they would definitely be shocked.

They thought their careful plan was perfect...

But never thought that everything was actually under Ye Bei's absolute control...