In the early morning, the sun shone into the room through the window, making the whole room look golden and bright, and the beautiful day begins again.

Zhang Wenlong felt the sunshine and stood up and sat on the bed. This state made him feel very comfortable. He deeply exhaled a turbid breath and said to himself: "Life will continue again!"

Zhang Wenlong put his body on his face and came to the bathroom. He looked at himself in the mirror. There was no scar on his body. The wounds in the jungle a few days ago had disappeared. This made him think that with martial arts, what else should I be afraid of?

He took a shower simply and heard someone knocking on the door gently. He hurriedly wrapped his bathrobe on his lower body and opened the door. In front of him was a little blonde white beauty. He looked up and down at Zhang Wenlong, and giggled, "Little handsome guy Zhang Ming, he has a good figure! He is the type I like!"

Zhang Wenlong reacted and quickly covered his upper body. Unexpectedly, the bathrobe was not strong when it was wrapped around his body. He suddenly turned red and hurriedly wrapped the bathrobe on his body, saying, "Aileen, haha, I'm really embarrassed. Haha..."

Erin raised her head slightly and felt her face turn red, but she quickly recovered with a rich expression. She said to Zhang Wenlong: "Zhang Ming, I have seen your body now, you must be responsible to me!" Then she put the small tray in her hand on the table on the side.

"Irene, I don't know what you are here for?" Zhang Wenlong felt a little embarrassed and quickly changed the subject.

"By the way, I'm giving you breakfast, No, I'll put it on the table." Erin smiled sweetly, revealing her white teeth.

Before Zhang Wenlong said 'thank you', Erin said again: "It's 'love' breakfast, you must finish it! Otherwise I'll deal with you." Erin said.

At this time, a person came in from the door, and Erin called out: "Uncle Smith, what's the matter with Zhang Ming?"

"Oh, the lady is here too. The patriarch asked me to give me a message to Zhang Ming's friend, why don't you talk first?" Smith, the housekeeper, asked with a hint of light.

Zhang Wenlong hurriedly said, "No, no, Mr. Smith, please tell me."

"Okay, I'll go out first, Zhang Ming, go and play with me when you have time. Goodbye. Uncle Smith, goodbye." Erin greeted the two and went out.

"Goodbye, Miss," Smith said, waving his hand at Erin.

Zhang Wenlong sent Erin out of the door, closed the door, and said to Smith, the butler standing in front of him: "Mr. Smith, patriarch, asked you to come over, there must be something important."

"Yes, Zhang Ming's friend, but you..." Smith looked at Zhang Wenlong's upper body, looked at him, and said.

"What? Oh, sorry, sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Smith, I forgot." He quickly put on the clothes that Erin prepared for him a few days ago.

Smith smiled slightly, not feeling unhappy with the performance of the oriental man in front of him. He felt that Zhang Wenlong, a young oriental man, was amazing. After all, thanks to him some time ago, he helped the family.

"Well, Mr. Zhang Ming, that's the case. The patriarch received a notice in the morning and wanted Mr. Zhang Ming to deal with it. I hope Zhang Ming's friends will not refuse." Smith was very polite when he spoke, and did not order Zhang Wenlong at all.

When Zhang Wenlong heard Smith say this, his eyes rolled and said, "Oh, that's right, Mr. Smith doesn't have to be so polite, even if that's all. Now I'm also a member of the family."

"Okay, Mr. Zhang Ming like this. The patriarch received a call in the morning saying that there was a guy named 'Char' in the family who has not been honest these days recently and has a little unusual relationship with a family named 'Rice'. The patriarch was afraid that something would happen, so he wanted to ask you to investigate." Smith said seriously.

Zhang Wenlong didn't think much about it and said, "Okay, Smith, I'll take on this task."

"Give you this Mr. Zhang Ming." Smith handed Zhang Wenlong an Apple phone.

Smith continued: "I have my phone number on my phone. If you find any news, you can send me a text message. I will give you the next instructions. By the way, Mr. Zhang Ming, we have to be more low-key in recent times. In the downtown area, there is no need to not use a gun. Our drug trafficking family actually needs to be more low-key in front of the police and do not cause unnecessary trouble to ourselves."

"Well, I understand, Smith." Zhang Wenlong took the phone and nodded to Smith.

Smith greeted Zhang Wenlong and said that the car was ready for him, told him to be careful and left.

"The second mission, okay, let's let you see my strength." Zhang Wenlong thought to himself. He took out his phone and looked around, and found that there were only three phone numbers in the phone, namely Smith, Erin and Don Quixote. Zhang Wenlong felt helpless and laughed.

Zhang Wenlong ate some breakfast prepared by Erin, wiped his mouth, and received a text message. Zhang Wenlong opened the message and sent it from Smith. At 10:30, Char met with the people of the Rice family at the 'Wolfelsing' teahouse on Baron Street'. Then below is a photo of Char.

Charle is a handsome white man with very short hair.

'The big family is doing things efficiently, okay, I'll prepare now, prepare.' Zhang Wenlong thought to himself, and then looked at the time. It's 9 o'clock now.

Zhang Wenlong took out a brief preparation, put his phone into the storage space, and left the villa door and saw a black car at the door. It was this car, and then he got into the car.

Zhang Wenlong opened the car's navigation and confirmed the destination.

"Set out!" he said himself.

After a while, Zhang Wenlong came to his destination. He sat in the car and looked at his watch. It was 10:08 now, and there were more than a few minutes left. Let's stay in the car for a while now.

Zhang Wenlong took out a cigarette from the storage space, lit it on fire, smoked it, let out a breath, and said, "It's still my Great China cigarette that is comfortable to smoke, and you have to keep it well."

When he was smoking the third cigarette, he saw a white man in black walking towards the teahouse here. Zhang Wenlong straightened up and looked at the man in black. This man was Char. You are finally here, and I will wait for you so hard.

Char enters the teahouse, Zhang Wenlong gets out of the car and then enters the teahouse.

Entering the teahouse, a beautiful oriental waiter politely said to Zhang Wenlong: "Sir, how many of you?"
Chapter completed!