The Royal Club No.1 was a gathering place for the silkpants of Eastern Sea.
At night, outside the Royal One Club, one could see extremely luxurious sports cars, such as Ferraris, Lamborghini, Porsche, and Bugatti. Here, you can enjoy the best service and witness the most depraved life.
At this moment, in a private room of the club, a young girl was being closely watched by more than a dozen burly men. A bottle of Brandy worth more than ten thousand yuan was placed on the table. A feminine-looking young man was sitting comfortably on a chair, shaking a goblet in his hand. There was no emotion on his face.
"Song Shijie, Zhang Haoran won't fall into your trap. Don't waste your effort.”
The young girl had a stubborn look on her face, and her exquisite face was filled with anger. Her pair of moving eyes glared at the young man, and they were almost spewing fire.
"Not coming? Yuting, do you know what I like most about you? Your purity, your arrogance, and your naivety!”The young man's face revealed a hint of malevolence."However, you actually lowered yourself to a mountain person. You invited her twice, you b * tch. Today, I'll see who can save you.”
Song Shijie threw the wine glass in his hand. The wine glass fell on the wall, leaving an amber stain.
"Young Master Song, that kid is here."
A burly man in camouflage suddenly put down the walkie-talkie in his hand and said with a solemn face.
He was not the only one. There were more than a dozen burly men in the room. There were white men, black men, and Arabian men with dark brown hair and brown eyes. Everyone raised their eyes slightly and looked at Song Shijie.
These people were all dressed in simple attire. A singlet that had been washed many times, a pair of camouflage or khaki pants, and thick military boots. Some of them had strange tattoos, while others had eye-catching scars on their faces or backs. Every feature seemed to tell others their identities: Mercenaries.
The atmosphere in the private room seemed to freeze for a moment, as if it would take form if it were any stronger.
"Yuting, that kid will die in the hands of my friends soon. Then, they will leave China. Without anyone's obstruction, our wedding will be held soon, haha.”
Song Shijie's face carried a hint of wild laughter. His eyes were red, as if he had already reached the edge of rationality.
A person's life was only a few decades. As a competent silkpants, no one could stop Song Shijie from doing whatever he wanted. In the past, he had lived for more than 20 years and could be considered arrogant and domineering. As long as he wanted something, no one could say no.
From the first time he saw Han Yuting, Song Shijie was certain that she would be his woman. The plan of " getting her " had been deeply engraved in Song Shijie's mind. Whether it was money, connections, or other means, he had to get this girl.
However, just as he had painstakingly planned for half a year, the appearance of this Zhang Haoran completely disrupted his plans.
He also heard that Zhang Haoran had dinner with Han Yuting late at night yesterday.
This was a treatment that he had not enjoyed for half a year.
Kill him.
Just like that, this thought appeared in Song Shijie's mind. It was like a devil. Once it appeared, it repeatedly bewitched him.
If it was something else, perhaps Song Shijie would not be so extreme. But this time, he had already decided that no matter how much trouble he caused himself, he would kill this guy.
Most importantly, he didn't feel guilty at all. Instead, he felt that this was the only way to get Han Yuting.
Bang!
Before he could finish laughing, the door of the private room was pushed open from the outside. A young man dressed in old-fashioned clothes walked in with an indifferent expression.
After the young man entered, it was as if he could not feel the strange atmosphere in the private room.
His gaze fell on Han Yuting. Seeing that the girl's clothes were intact and her face was rosy, he heaved a sigh of relief. Then, he nodded lightly at Han Yuting as if to cheer her up and comfort her."Don't be afraid. I'll take you home immediately.”
When he said this, the young man was afraid that Han Yuting would be worried. He was a little uncomfortable with the smile on his face, but because he was still very nervous, he looked a little funny no matter how he looked at it.
That's right, in this private room where the atmosphere was almost solid, his behavior made people feel so out of place.
Han Yuting, who hadn't cried all this while, suddenly started to tear up.
This idiot. Shouldn't he be more worried about himself at this time? Does he have a brain? Does he understand a young girl's heart? Why did you come? Why did you come when it was so dangerous?
After comforting Han Yuting, Zhang Haoran looked up at Song Shijie, who was surrounded by a group of mercenaries. His eyes turned cold."It really is you."
"Zhang, don't be so arrogant. You were lucky to not die last time, but today, I'll see how you're going to get out of here alive.”Song Shijie laughed arrogantly, as if he could crush this ignorant mountain man to death with just a move of his finger.
"Are you really curious? In such a big city like the East Ocean, you are at most an ordinary silkpants. Is it really good for you to be so lawless?”Zhang Haoran put his hands in his pockets and leaned against the door of the private room. He took a deep breath.
After all, he was a young man from the mountains. A surge of hot blood would put him in danger.
But he had no choice. He couldn't justify it with his conscience.
"Hmph, you can think about this problem when you reach the underworld!”Song Shijie was a little crazy. He gave the mercenaries beside him a look and retreated to the corner of the box.
“shit。”
As mercenaries, these burly men naturally did not have the upbringing and cultivation to fight alone. The problem they needed to consider was to end the battle as soon as possible and leave Donghai.
"One, two, three…"
Zhang Haoran silently counted the number of people in his heart. He had come in a hurry and only had time to make an Illusionary Heart Talisman. He did not know if it would be effective against these mercenary killers with stronger willpower.
Although his current physical fitness was not inferior to these people, he did not dare to be careless in terms of fighting skills and other aspects.
With his hand in his pocket, he crushed the illusionary heart talisman that he had prepared beforehand.
An invisible force instantly dissipated in the private room.
Tai Ba, Tai Nation, nicknamed Tian Jiu. As the leader of the Skyfire Mercenaries, he was both excited and frustrated.
Recently, he had just participated in a large-scale terrorist operation in the United States, but he had been betrayed by other mercenary groups that he had cooperated with. All his brothers had died in the gunfire of the riot squad. If he had not faked his death and escaped, he would not have appeared in China unscathed.
Although they survived, their mercenary group's financial accounts were frozen by the United States.
"F * ck, if it wasn't for the financial situation, I wouldn't have taken on such an embarrassing job. There are so many people, but they actually have to deal with a student. This Chinese young master is really making a mountain out of a molehill.”
He stretched his muscles and naturally pulled out the military knife hidden in his military boots. He played with it and walked towards the student in his eyes with a relaxed expression.
Suddenly, he noticed something strange beside him. He turned around and saw that the cold-blooded mercenary's face had turned pale in an instant.
"Second brother?"
"Mesa?"
"And Jason? You guys…you guys aren't going to die…"
Suddenly, a few illusory shadows appeared beside Taiba. He couldn't be more familiar with these shadows. All the members of the Skyfire Mercenaries, all the comrades who had died under the gunfire of the riot squad, suddenly appeared and stared at him with hatred and resentment.
"Boss, we're all dead. Why are you still alive?”
"Boss, why did you abandon us? We are so lonely without you.”
"Boss, didn't you say that we would live and die together?”
Taiba was scared out of his wits. He finally understood that he had encountered ghosts. These ghosts were none other than his comrades who had died in front of him.
I didn't, I didn't abandon you…"
Taiba's lips were trembling, and his hand that was holding the knife started to tremble uncontrollably.
"Don't come over, don't come over…"
Seeing his unfriendly companions slowly approaching, Taiba made a few slashes with the dagger in his hand. His actions seemed to have some effect, and all the ghosts stopped, as if they didn't understand why their boss rejected them.
"Alright, Boss. Since you don't want to abide by our contract, we can only find a replacement.”The ghost named Jason helplessly spread his hands. A little girl appeared in his hand. He was holding her hand and was about to turn around and leave.
"Little Tylene!"
Taiba's expression suddenly changed. The person Jason wanted to take away was actually his daughter who was not even seven years old in Thailand." Damn it, even if you are ghosts, I am not afraid of you.”
Taiba's eyes suddenly flashed with a fierce light. He raised the military knife in his hand, and his body was like a cheetah, stabbing at Jason's back unexpectedly.
Puchi!
A gush of blood gushed out from Jason's back. Jason turned his head in disbelief and fell to the ground.
Strange, why would ghosts have blood?
He was confused, but before he could figure out the problem, a Nepal army knife suddenly pierced through his chest and pierced his heart.
The room was in chaos. Zhang Haoran had been leaning against the door, away from the slaughter. This was the first time he saw someone kill someone, and his stomach churned. However, his spiritual altar spun in his mud sea, easily dissolving this strange feeling.
Song Shijie's eyes were already wide open. He passed through the crowd and stared at Zhang Haoran at the door. No matter how stupid he was, he could tell that it was this mountain man who was behind this.
He suddenly pulled out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Zhang Haoran. The gun fired from the steel pipe.
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