Qin Lan, who was tired from dancing, just returned to Han Feng and sat down. Before he could take a drink of water, two burly bodyguards appeared.
"Miss, our boss saw your dance and admired it very much. He would like to invite you over for a drink. I hope you will appreciate it!" Although the tall bodyguard was polite in his words, his arrogance was clearly revealed. Sang Qieren spent a lot of money and showed his pride throughout the entire Dafa.
In the small town of Lansala, there are many Tibetans in exile who are still struggling to have enough food and clothing. To be favored by their master Sang Qieren is a blessing gained by some women in their previous lives. Such a thing, "Sex Ghost Sang"
Bodyguards have seen enough things, so in their eyes, no matter how beautiful a woman is, they are just a rag.
"Who is your boss? I don't know you, why do you want to drink with him?" Qin Lan looked innocent and childish.
The bodyguard smiled, he was a young boy who didn't understand anything.
Han Feng seemed to be a rich young man who was not afraid of anything. He stood up and said carelessly: "Someone invites you to drink, why don't you go? Hey, where is your boss? Take us there quickly!"
Seeing Han Feng say this, Qin Lan stood up reluctantly and followed Han Feng and the bodyguard to Sang Qieren's box.
Seeing Han Feng and Qin Lan disappear into the box, everyone in the nightclub couldn't help sighing, secretly cursing Han Feng for being so ignorant that he allowed such a beautiful girl to fall into the clutches of "Sexy Ghost Sang".
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Seeing Qin Lan come in, Sang Qieren immediately beamed with joy. He enthusiastically invited Han Feng and Qin Lan to sit down. A pair of goldfish eyes rolled around Qin Lan's body, wishing he could swallow Qin Lan in one gulp.
Qin Lan was filled with hatred in her heart, but she pretended to be extremely shy on the outside, her beautiful eyes were wandering, and the autumn water was rippled. This kind of lustful and angry, charming and charming attitude was like a begonia sleeping in spring, and a beautiful jade making smoke, which made Sang Qie benevolent and horse-hearted.
, restless.
Sang Qieren winked at the bodyguard next to him. The bodyguard understood, came over and patted Han Feng on the shoulder, quietly made a gesture and said with a smile: "Brother, do you like this?"
Han Feng looked like a young man without any scheming. When he saw the bodyguard making gestures of throwing dice, his face immediately lit up with joy.
"Haha, I didn't expect that my brother is also in this way! We are destined to be brothers when we bump into each other today. Come on, let's go to that room and have a good time!" The two bodyguards smiled and pulled Han Feng away.
Qin Lan seemed very angry when she saw Han Feng abandoning her. She stood up and was about to leave, but was blocked by Sang Qieren's bodyguard, so she had to return to the table and sit down.
Seeing Qin Lan's weak and helpless look, which I felt pity for, Sang Qieren smiled.
He opened a bottle of valuable French red wine, poured two full glasses, and complimented: "Miss, your dancing is so graceful and moving, your singing is so soul-stirring, you have completely conquered me, you are mine."
The most beautiful goddess in my heart!"
Qin Lan's face was full of beauty, she pretended to be shy and lowered her head.
Sancheren saw that the flattery was effective, so he picked up the wine glass and continued to say: "Miss, your beauty and beauty make all the words of praise in the world pale and feeble. I am willing to be your slave.
As long as the lady is willing, you can do whatever you want me to do, even if you go through fire and water, I will do it!"
Qin Lan was so shy that she took the wine glass in her hand but didn't drink it.
Seeing this, Sang Qieren put down his wine glass, took out an exquisite silver box, placed it on the table, and opened it with a snap. Suddenly the room was filled with jewels: there were more than a dozen dazzling diamonds neatly placed in the silver box.
of white diamonds, each weighing no less than 3 carats, with top-notch cut and flawless quality. If you pick one at random, its value is inestimable.
Qin Lan's eyes immediately lit up.
A smile appeared on the corner of Sang Qieren's mouth. There is no woman who does not love jewelry. As long as she sees these diamonds, no matter how steadfast a woman is, she will be fascinated. This trick is Sang Qieren's unique secret skill, which has been tried and tested many times.
"Miss, as long as you are willing, these are all yours!" Sang Qieren waved his hand generously, looking very grand. He picked up the wine glass at the right time and said to Qin Lan: "Come, miss, cheers to our acquaintance!
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Qin Lan's mind seemed to be fascinated by the diamond. She stood up involuntarily, raised glasses with Sang Qieren, and just took a sip, but she covered her lips with her handkerchief as if she was shy.
Sang Qieren couldn't help laughing.
Maybe the wine was too strong. After only two drinks, Qin Lan was already flushed and overwhelmed by the alcohol.
Seeing this, Sang Qieren smiled strangely. He clapped his hands and a bodyguard came in from the outside. When he saw Qin Lan's appearance, he knew that it was done and didn't ask any questions. He helped Qin Lan and walked out.
"We... are... where are we going?" Qin Lan seemed to be drunk and confused.
"Sending you back to your room to rest!" the bodyguard smiled.
"Oh..." Qin Lan stopped asking and let the bodyguard help her out.
As soon as Sang Cheren walked to the door, a bodyguard came out from another room and asked in a low voice: "Boss, what should I do with that boy?"
Sang Qieren waved his hand and shouted impatiently: "What are you asking? It's the same old rules!"
The bodyguard understood, and Nuonuo retreated.
As soon as Sang Qieren left, the two bodyguards knocked Han Feng unconscious and threw him in the car. They left the nightclub and drove out of the town at lightning speed.
At a cliff, the car stopped. After the two bodyguards got out of the car, they chatted and laughed for a while, then opened the car door and took Han Feng out.
In their eyes, a playboy like Han Feng is simply dead, so they are unsuspecting.
A bodyguard grabbed Han Feng, raised his hands towards the ice valley, and threw him down.
However, they were immediately stunned as if they had seen a ghost.
Han Feng, who had just been thrown up, actually turned over in the air and landed steadily back on the cliff.
The two bodyguards thought their eyes were wrong, but Han Feng was really standing in front of them, his eyes as cold as thousand-year-old ice, and the murderous aura that penetrated his body swept over him.
Seeing the surrounding environment, Han Feng understood what the "old rules" mentioned by Sang Qieren were about. Looking at the familiar manner of these two bodyguards, it was unknown how many people had become innocent victims in their hands. This
For a moment, Han Feng's eyes became serious.
The two bodyguards seemed to understand something. Just when they were about to struggle, the "Shura Finger" hit the vital point. As a result, they didn't even make a sound, and just screamed.
Even to the end of their lives, they did not believe that their skills, which had been honed over time, had dominated Dharamshala and even India for many years, so why could they not even stop the young man in front of them with a single move? They would not rest in peace.
Han Feng put the body of a bodyguard back into the car, placed it in a good position, and covered his face with a hat. From the side, it looked like he was drunk and asleep. Then he took off the clothes of the other bodyguard and put them on, and put on the body of the other bodyguard.
The corpse was kicked into the ice valley.
Han Feng drove back to McGill, driving straight to the Ministry of Finance building of the "Tibetan Government in Exile" without slowing down.
Sang Qieren returned to the Ministry of Finance building, and his bodyguard supported Qin Lan and followed him. The soldiers guarding him had seen this situation too many times. Who dared to ask?
Since Dharamshala was too young and Sangcheren's wife was a very jealous woman, it was not easy for Sangcheren to find a place to steal sex without telling his wife, so he regarded the office of the Ministry of Finance as his
The romantic nest is guarded by guards. After all, my wife can't just run wild here.
After the bodyguards went out, Sang Qieren immediately locked the door tightly. He looked at Qin Lan who was like a sleeping beauty on the bed. He couldn't bear it anymore and pounced on Qin Lan like a hungry lion.
Unexpectedly, all of a sudden it was all in vain.
He was shocked and got up, only to find Qin Lan standing by and looking at him with a smile. How could this girl be even half drunk?
"You...how did you..." Sang Qieren seemed to have seen a ghost and was almost frightened.
"I'm not drunk by your wine, are you?" Qin Lan smiled, and then her pretty face was as cold as ice, "You actually dare to use such a despicable method to deal with me, you really deserve to die!"
"You...who are you...?" Sang Qieren jumped down from the bed with an "ouch".
Qin Lan smiled coldly, turned her jade fingers, and the sharp butterfly thorn gently scratched Sang Qieren's carotid artery.
As soon as the butterfly sting came out, blood closed his throat, and Sang Qieren fell to the ground on his back. Throughout his life, he was a bold and indulgent person, and finally died in the hands of a woman.
Qin Lan turned over Sang Cheren's office as quickly as possible, but found nothing.
Qin Lan forced herself to calm down and slowly reviewed every step to see if there was anything she had missed.
Suddenly, her eyes caught the image of the Great Sun Tathagata on the wall.
She smiled.
He walked over and uncovered the portrait, and sure enough he found a secret door under the painting. He opened the mechanism gently and an exquisite safe appeared between the walls.
Opening this kind of safe is easy for Qin Lan.
After opening it, Qin Lan was surprised. There were so many things inside. Gold bars, emeralds, diamonds, and pearls were shining brightly. The stacks of brand-new banknotes were dazzling. But Qin Lan was not interested in these. She was very careful.
After checking, I finally found the ancient Northern Song Dynasty book - "Ba Shu Zhi Lue" in the bottom shelf of the safe.
Qin Lan was so happy that she put the book on her body and closed the safe. As soon as she walked to the door, she heard a gentle knock on the door, two short and one long.
Qin Lan smiled, this was the secret code she and Han Feng had already agreed on.
Opening the door, the person standing at the door was Han Feng, holding a Type 06 5.8mm silent pistol in his left hand, and holding Senhan's military spur in his right hand, as majestic as a god.
The corpses of six bodyguards were lying strewn around the door. Each of them had a triangular blood hole on their body. The blood spread wantonly, and a disgusting smell of blood floated in the air.
It turned out that Han Feng drove outside the Ministry of Finance building and broke in without blowing the whistle or stopping the car.
When the guarding soldiers saw that it was the car belonging to Sang Qieren's bodyguard, they did not dare to ask questions and allowed it to drive straight in.
These bodyguards are used to being domineering and domineering. They often drive into the sentry posts and often yell and beat the soldiers on duty. When these soldiers see them hiding, who has the courage to inquire about them?
Things are like this sometimes, and often the simplest methods can produce unexpected results.