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Xue Yang's headache did not improve at all, but after the first time he fell and stood up for some reason, Xue Yang tried a few more times and each time he achieved the same result.

Right now, he was like an almighty being. Although it was very interesting, this sudden change made Xue Yang feel extremely puzzled.

Of course, if he really wanted to fall to the ground, he could still do it.

A strong wine was not just about wine. It might be some kind of miraculous elixir.

Thinking of this, Xue Yang hurriedly put on his clothes and prepared to leave.

He kept kneading his head with both hands in an attempt to alleviate some of the headaches, but that would only make them clearer.

Xue Yang staggered down the stairs and headed towards the outside. This time, he didn't listen to the Lady Boss's worries nor stop him. He directly ran out of the shop and called for a taxi, rushing towards the Jade Market.

After arriving at the jade market, he wanted to go to the place where he drank yesterday. However, there was no trace of Elder Wine.

Xue Yang almost wondered if he had just been dreaming, which was why the things in his memories were so absurd. However, his own circumstances had proven that this was the truth.

He too was sitting in the same position as yesterday, wanting to comprehend something from this angle. However, after a long time, other than dizziness, he didn't feel anything else.

"Big Brother Xue Yang, I already have news about the Mr. Three, and now that Ninth Mister is here, if there's nothing else, come over quickly."

Xue Yang patted his head. Only now did he remember that he had asked Xing Lele for a favor before. When Xing Lele found the Mr. Three, he must immediately notify him.

After all, the Hundred Ghosts was the most important figure in the activities of the Deep Sea Group. Even if she beat Mr. Eight to that extent last time, she still wouldn't be able to get much useful information.

These few days, he had been waiting for news from the Mr. Three. If he could not find the Mr. Three, then the plan Xue Yang had for him would only stay on top of his guesses.

Since he had received the Mr. Three's message, he immediately stopped a taxi and rushed in Xing Lele's direction.

He wanted to use this method to lighten the alcohol on his body, but it was undoubtedly a deceptive act.

After entering the two doors, he walked over with a smile. He placed the two roasted sweet potatoes on the table and said, "I didn't know that you two untouchable gods aren't interested in roasted sweet potatoes."

As he said that, Xue Yang wiped the corner of his mouth with his hand. His mouth was still stained with some yellow and black stuff, with just a glance, it was obvious that he had already eliminated a piece of the roasted sweet potato.

After all, because of being drunk, he had eaten less and less these past two days. Now that Xue Yang was a little sober, he was a little interested in the roasted sweet potato.

Facing such a greeting, Gao Mingjie frowned and said: "This kind of food is completely unhygienic, I don't want to eat it."

Just as Xue Yang happily laughed, and was about to take back his roasted sweet potato, trying to eat another two pieces, Xing Lele was actually a step faster than her.

At this time, Xing Lele happily picked up two pieces of roasted sweet potatoes, and said happily: "I don't know why I have to build a civilized city now, I walked through several streets, but I didn't find a single one that sold roasted sweet potatoes. Today, I can finally eat them."

The roasted sweet potato was gone, Xue Yang couldn't help but feel his heart ache, but seeing that Xing Lele seemed to have a soft spot for the roasted sweet potato, he also laughed and said: "I never thought that such a smart and capable Mr. X would actually not even be able to find a place to sell roasted sweet potatoes. These roasted sweet potato aunts have long been scared of the Town Security, so of course we wouldn't be able to find them on the streets.

Xing Lele kept patting the roasted sweet potato, which seemed to be burning up. After she tried to take a bite, she discovered that the temperature of the roasted sweet potato had already exceeded the endurance of her cherry lips, and quickly loosened her bite.

Seeing Xing Lele create such a big commotion and yet only managed to take a small bite, Xue Yang couldn't help but sigh. Who would have thought that a girl who had to be counted in a million to make a move, would actually be unable to remain calm after facing a roasted sweet potato.

Ignoring the fact that Xing Lele was in a hurry to finish her hot tofu, Xue Yang immediately brought up the main topic.

"Looks like this Mr. Three really comes and goes without a trace. Even people from the same organization would have to spend such a long time to find him."

As he spoke, Xue Yang deliberately used a hand to cover his mouth so that the smell of alcohol on his body would not be ignored by the two great figures.

However, Xue Yang seemed to be overthinking things, regardless if it was Gao Mingjie or not, they did not seem to mind at all.

Speaking till here, Xue Yang calculated that he had already waited at least four or five days.

But after Xing Lele and Ol 'Nine looked at each other, they both laughed awkwardly. In the end, Xing Lele said, "Actually, we did not find the Mr. Three on our own accord this time.

Hearing this, Xue Yang took a deep breath, and then, he gently exhaled.

He was really shocked by what Xing Lele had said.

If the two people in front of him were important figures, then Mr. Three, who could cause the entire Deep Sea Group to go into such a state of chaos, would definitely be a very important person.

However, why would such a character look for me? Did he know that I was trying to find him?

Xue Yang's thoughts quickly changed. In that moment, all sorts of possibilities flashed past his mind.

Seeing Xue Yang's somewhat nervous expression, Xing Lele took two bites of the roasted sweet potato and said with a smile: "You are now a member of the Hundred Ghosts, so you don't have to be too afraid of the Mr. Three. After all, according to the rules, he cannot do too much to you.

When Xing Lele said till here, she covered her mouth and laughed. It seemed that she was satisfied with her own cold words.

But Xue Yang and Gao Mingjie's expressions were not so natural.

Gao Mingjie frowned and said: "I am not really sure about that guy's character, since the chances of us getting in contact with him is too little, but the boss once told me, if Mr. Three uses money to kill people, then he is definitely one of the top assassins in the world."

"Maybe your boss is just joking. Maybe he doesn't even know this Mr. Three, just like how I don't know who your boss is. I believe your boss doesn't know me that well either." Xue Yang said.

In the midst of his busyness, Xing Lele finally found a little time and corrected: "Big Brother Xue Yang, you should call him our boss."

After she finished speaking, she continued to eat her roasted sweet potato with a serious expression.

"Good, good, good. It's not your boss, but our boss." On the surface, Xue Yang seemed to compromise, but in his heart he was shouting "My boss will always be Song Yu".

It was just that at this time, Gao Mingjie laughed, and waved the wooden stick in his mouth back and forth: "Honestly speaking, these are things that I am not used to meddling in, I do not know about others, but I am sure about what you said, Boss is extremely familiar with you."

"Hehe, then tell me who your boss is if you have the guts. Oh, no, who our boss is, I should always know who I work for." Xue Yang sneered, which clearly showed that this sneer did not have any malicious intent.

But facing these words, Xing Lele and Gao Mingjie chose to remain silent.

"Alright, you won." Xue Yang sighed helplessly, and then asked: "Since this question is unspeakable, then let's talk about something else that we can talk about. Why is Mr. Three looking for me for?"

Hearing Xue Yang mention this topic, Xing Lele put down the roasted sweet potato in her hands. The speed at which she ate the roasted sweet potato was truly rather slow, she had only eaten half of the roasted sweet potato after so long. If it was Xue Yang, he would have eaten two or three roasted sweet potatoes already.

Xing Lele wiped her hands and lips, then said with a serious tone: "We received a letter from Mr. Three … …"

"Wait, you said a letter? "Are you sure it's not a text message or a phone call?" Xue Yang did not dare believe it. What kind of era was this, to think that someone would write a letter?

At this time, Xing Lele just nodded her head in confirmation, "This is very compatible with Mr. Three's personality. He likes to use this kind of method to communicate with others, the letter says that he has invited you to meet him at Old City's Wine House tomorrow, I wonder if you have heard of this hotel before."

"He seems to be looking for you to carve a piece of jade. A piece of special jade, but he only used the word 'special' in his letter. As for what kind of jade it is, I'm not sure." Xing Lele looked at Xue Yang after he finished speaking.

At this time, Xue Yang just laughed and cried, "Actually, I should have guessed it a long time ago. Other than sculpting, there is nothing else good about me.

Gao Mingjie, who had been chewing on a small wooden stick at the side, laughed and asked: "So the question now is, do you plan to go or not?"

"Why don't you go with the deal? If you don't enter the tiger's den, how will you get the tiger's seed?" Xue Yang wanted to make himself more daring or more bold, but his courage was not as strong as Gao Mingjie's, and he was not even as bold as Xing Lele.

After thinking about it, Xue Yang could only pick up the sweet potato that Gao Mingjie did not eat and start chewing on it.