Feng Meng was stunned for a moment, then stretched out his hand to grab the messenger by the collar and yelled angrily: "Aren't Chang Wu and the others responsible for the perimeter below? There are so many of them, are they all eating shit?"
"They are responsible. However, a bunch of people appeared out of nowhere and started spreading rumors in the club, saying that the building was going to explode. Now all the rich young men and models in the club are in trouble and are running out in a swarm.
The group of people in Baihumen were dispersed. In the chaos, many people in Baihumen were tricked. At least two snipers were suspected. They suffered heavy casualties and have all retreated to the gate of the club, waiting for rescue."
"**..." Feng Meng spat, pushed away the messenger, looked at the handsome blond guy next to him flatteringly, and explained in fluent English, "Mr. Matthew, we have something wrong here.
, maybe we have to change our plans.”
"Feng, I understand a little bit, but didn't you say that all your friends are very powerful?" A sneer appeared on the handsome blond man's face, "But it doesn't matter, our target is the few people in the box, as long as
If you can kill them, I will recommend you to become an official knight without reservation, now is the time to show your sincerity."
"Mr. Matthew, you should have seen that it's not that we don't want to attack, but that they are too strong."
The handsome blond man looked at a thin man with dark skin and shawl hair next to him, and he pondered for a moment and said: "Feng, I don't think you have shown enough sincerity. Don't you still have a few guests from the Chrysanthemum Kingdom?"
"Mr. Matthew..." Feng Meng's face changed slightly, and he hurriedly lowered his voice, "You should know that the relationship between our country and the Juhua Kingdom is not stable recently. If something happens to them here, it will easily cause unnecessary disputes.
Then we will be in endless trouble."
"Feng, they are friends of the Peng family. The Peng family has a deep hatred for Zhang Yang. I believe they will sacrifice everything to get rid of Zhang Yang. Besides, I know it." The handsome blond man Matthew shrugged and gestured with his hands.
He said, "The passports they took are from Latin American countries, there won't be any problems."
Feng Meng was shocked. He didn't expect the blond foreign devil in front of him to know so clearly about the various forces participating in the operation tonight.
"Mr. Matthew, I may not be able to make the decision on this. I have to discuss it with them." After hesitating for a while, Feng Meng did not dare to agree rashly.
"I'm waiting for your good news, but Feng, don't forget, today is the best opportunity. If you miss it and let Zhang Yang run out, you can imagine the consequences."
When Feng Meng heard this, his body trembled involuntarily. Did he offend the Cai family and the Nuwa Group at the same time?
"Attack, I will continue the attack immediately. I must kill them all..." After thinking of the horrific consequences, Feng Meng couldn't help but became incoherent. He personally took a pistol and forced his men who had no intention of fighting to come forward and besiege Jiu.
VIP box No. 1, "If you don't want to die, come to me with your proud head before I come back."
After roaring for a while, he hurriedly ran to a crown-level VIP box on the top floor with a gloomy face.
Compared with the mess below, the one here is much better than the one below. As a crown-level box, the guests entertained are different, and the security conditions are naturally different.
"Hey, Mr. Feng, there's a lot of chaos down there, what happened?"
Before Feng Meng reached the VIP room, a slightly lazy voice came from behind him.
Feng Meng's steps stagnated and he had to stop. He looked back at the tall, thin and handsome guy who was leaning against the door and drinking red wine carelessly. He replied with a somewhat unnatural look on his face: "It turns out to be Mr. Xiao. There's nothing big going on down here, just a few people."
The security guard has already taken care of the troublemaker, so don’t worry."
"Really? But it's strange. Why can't I make calls on my cell phone suddenly? Can you lend me your cell phone?"
Feng Meng frowned: "Isn't Hao Dong also in there?"
"Master Hao, he said that he has never seen an Oriental beauty, so he went to your private room to learn Chrysanthemum Mandarin with your friends, so that he can use it when he goes to Chrysanthemum Country in the future."
"Yes...really?" Feng Meng's expression changed, and he hurriedly walked towards his crown box, "Then...then I'll go take a look."
"Hey, I asked you to lend me your phone, why are you so stingy?" Xiao Yuling grabbed his elbow and said with an unhappy look on his face.
A sinister look flashed across Feng Meng's face, but it disappeared immediately. He took out his phone with a smile on his face, then looked down and said with a surprised look on his face: "Hey, strange, my
Why is there no signal?"
"Really?" Xiao Yuling grabbed it and looked at it.
Feng Meng was caught off guard and could only watch his cell phone fall into Xiao Yuling's hands. He was very anxious, but he had no choice. The little ancestor in front of him was someone he couldn't afford to mess with, and he and the founder of the club
One of them, Hao Dong, has a very close relationship. This Hao Dong is a cruel and ruthless guy. This is not the time to provoke them.
"Look, I didn't lie to you, right?" Feng Meng stretched out his hand to take it back.
However, Xiao Yuling held it in a flash, causing him to miss it, and muttered: "Oh, the latest Love Crazy 5, your wallpaper is very good, take a look..."
Ci'ao! I'm desperate, you're still trying to play this with me! Feng Meng's face darkened, I don't even care about Cai Yu anymore, I'm going to risk everything, and I'll kill you too!
As soon as his hand reached into his arms, Xiao Yuling handed the phone to him again: "Hey, I was just kidding you. I'm going to continue having fun with the girl."
Feng Meng stretched out his hand in his arms, but had no choice but to pull it back, took the phone, and said with a dry smile: "Have a good time, there are not enough girls, I will call you later."
When Xiao Yuling heard this, a smile suddenly appeared on his face: "Okay, please, I won't delay you to have sex!"
"I'll go first." Feng Meng secretly spat in his mind, Ci'ao, bad luck! He turned around and hurriedly walked towards his box.
"Oh, I'm afraid it will be difficult to wait for you to call me girl..." Xiao Yuling stared at Feng Meng's back casually and whispered to himself, "Shame, I didn't even look at it. Isn't there already a mobile phone signal?"
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He turned around, walked into his private room, opened his arms, stared lustfully at the two beauties, and rushed over: "Beauty, eon, I'm coming."
"Oh, you are so bad. In order to help you, I was just taken advantage of by those chrysanthemum devils. It's really disgusting... We need to take a shower first."
Feng Meng knocked on the door and said in a slightly lame Chrysanthemum dialect: "Excuse me!"
No response!
Knock on the door again: "Mr. Yamamoto, excuse me!"
"Mr. Hatuda...Mr. Yamamoto? Excuse me?" Feng Meng shouted with increased force and tone on the door.
Still no response!
Feng Meng frowned and pushed the door open.
He raised his eyes and glanced around the room, and was instantly petrified!
"What's going on?"
In the room, the four Chrysanthemum Kingdom masters who he should have carefully invited to serve were now stripped of their clothes one by one and tied into rice dumplings with the rope he originally used to play with s|m, and everyone Their mouths were stuffed with smelly socks, their heads were poured with soy sauce of various colors, and they were sitting side by side on the black leather sofa, with their eight little eyes showing various expressions of unwillingness, anger and resentment.
Seeing Feng Meng, everyone was babbling and wanting to speak.
Ci'ao, these four people are said to be masters of ancient ninja techniques. Who has such ability? Ci'ao, Ci'ao!
"Mr. Futa, the look in your eyes..." Feng Meng took a breath, something... was wrong. Where did their eyes seem to be looking? And they were so frightened...
No, Feng Meng immediately reached into his arms, and before his fingers even touched the pistol, he found that his wrist was being strangled tightly.
There is an ambush!
He immediately gave a backhand elbow, but found that it was in vain, and the hand he used to fight back was also strangled by someone.
Then he decisively realized that his feet were rising off the ground.
Damn it, I am a third-degree black belt master in judo, so it’s really embarrassing to be picked up like a carrot.
He wanted to use his feet, but before he could use his feet, the opponent kicked him in the chest, hitting him directly against the wall of the room, and then slowly slid down.
After finally opening his eyes, he found a very delicate-looking young man, about 1.78 meters tall, wearing a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, squatting down and staring at him with an indifferent expression.
Feng Meng noticed that he was wearing a pair of white gloves on his hands.
"You...who are you?" Although the young man in front of him looks delicate and unintimidating, even a fool should know that the fact that the four chrysanthemums in the room were turned into this shape is probably related to him. .
"Zhou Xing!" The handsome man replied like boiled water.
"Why are you in my room?" The guy in front of him was too strong. He had no chance of winning. Feng Meng could only swallow a mouthful of saliva and asked reluctantly.
"Kill!" His tone was still as calm as water.
"I have no enmity with you, why do you want to kill me?" Feng Meng trembled and swallowed again. He clearly saw that the cold light that flashed across the eyes of the guy in front of him was so horrifying. He definitely doesn't look like he's telling lies, and with his strength it seems that he should be able to do it easily.
The other party frowned, as if it was difficult for him to explain so many things.
The man named Zhou Xing reached out and grabbed his right wrist, and the next moment there was a samurai sword in his hand. It was Feng Meng's own collection and was given to him by a friend from the Chrysanthemum Country.
"What are you going to do?" Feng Meng found that the opponent's strength was too great. He didn't even have a chance to struggle, and he completely lost any control over his hands. (To be continued.)