Chapter 611

In an alley in Hong Kong metropolitan area, neon lights flicker, and the colorful lights hide the mottled crazy world.

A tall and slim figure took a look at the sign on his head and walked in.

Inside is a very lively scene. Men and women cling to each other, swing crazily on the dance floor, and the occasional moans hidden in the dark make the environment here stained with some bad colors.

The woman ordered a glass of wine, flirted with the bartender, turned around and walked to a more remote place.

Although her figure is only fleeting, it obviously attracts the attention of many talent hunters in the bar. With her exquisite face and cool temperament, she looks like a witch in the dark with a wine glass. Her clothes outline her beautiful figure. It's a goblin like woman. How can she not shine in front of people?

Many people were itchy. Soon a man in Chinese clothes came out and took the lead in walking towards the woman, which made many people present regret.

"Beautiful lady, do you have the honor to buy you a drink?" a voice came from the side. It was a handsome man who was staring at the woman.

Tang Jingyun is carrying wine and smiling. Why can't she see the light of the man's eyes? It's strange that she has been used to being a hunter for so many years. Few people dare to regard her as prey.

Seeing Tang Jingyun smiling without saying anything, he looked in other directions. The man's eyes flashed and looked along his eyes. He found that he was a unruly middle-aged man. He looked very burly and strong, giving people a feeling of vigorous masculinity. He frowned, "Miss, do you like such a man?"

Tang Jingyun didn't speak, but stared at the man. Yes, the man was the old gun who entered here separately from her. At the moment, his look was natural, but Tang Jingyun was keenly aware of something wrong with his face and swept it with his power. Sure enough, a gun was right at the back of the old gun!

She couldn't help narrowing her eyes and looking at the man with some Western characteristics. In places like Hong Kong, this kind of foreign man is not abrupt, because foreigners are very common here.

But she didn't expect the other party to catch the whereabouts of the old gun so accurately. Since they can find the old gun, naturally

Tang Jingyun looked suddenly awe inspiring!

Before the reaction, a gun had been put on her back, and a voice came from behind her ear, "Miss, would you please come with us?"

In this noisy environment, no one noticed the situation here. Only the man who wanted to hunt for beauty noticed it. The man was frightened and wanted to scream, but after being fiercely stared by the man with the gun, he trembled subconsciously and swallowed those screams.

On the contrary, Tang Jingyun was very indifferent. She glanced at the man with a light smile, and then silently walked outside under the sign of the people behind her.

Until Tang Jingyun and Lao gun left, the man lay on the table and breathed slowly, sweating like rain.

Tang Jingyun and Lao gun looked at each other when they were outside. Before they were talking, they were pushed rudely, "shut up! Get in the car!"

A van had been waiting outside. Tang Jingyun and the old gun were tied behind them with their hands and put on the car. They each occupied a row, with two big men sitting next to them with guns in their hands.

Tang Jingyun was silent. It was really high standard treatment.

The car drove all the way, turning from the noise at the beginning to the desolation. There were still some bumps. Even with Tang Jingyun's ability, she was lost in the boundless night. She could only barely remember a few landmark things to find her way back.

The car bumped for a long time. Tang Jingyun roughly estimated the time by measuring her pulse. It took more than an hour for the car to stop, and she and the old gun were pushed down rudely.

The entrance is a small building, which looks a little primitive, but it covers a large area and is deserted around.

When she was brought into the small building, Tang Jingyun subconsciously narrowed her eyes and opened it after a few seconds. The light inside didn't look too dazzling.

This is a large living room with the few furniture, which is very empty. There is no place to hide or cover.

Tang Jingyun looked at the man sitting in the middle of the living room. He was a fat man. He was bald, hooked nose and expressionless. He had a pair of very gloomy and indifferent eyes. When he looked at people, it made people shudder, as if he was not looking at people, but dead things.

Just when she saw a man, Tang Jingyun's pupils shrank suddenly!

At the moment, the man was smoking a cigar and looked at Tang Jingyun and the old gun who were pushed in. His eyes faintly skipped Tang Jingyun and stopped on the old gun. "Presumably this is the first confidant under Lord Qin. The Taoist is called brother gun?"

His tone of voice is very cold, with a foreigner's accent. He feels very uncomfortable.

The old gun squinted. "Brother gun doesn't deserve it. The man on the road gave me a nickname 'old gun'. I think your excellency is also a fresh face. Why don't you live a good life in a foreign country and have to break that line?"

Obviously, the other party didn't want to talk. He frowned slightly and motioned to his subordinates. He soon saw a man being held out. It was Lord Qin!

At the moment, Lord Qin didn't have the same momentum as before. He was sweating on his forehead and had a blue mark on his face. It seems that he had been "entertained" before.

Lord Qin's eyes slid over the old gun and Tang Jingyun. He didn't open his mouth. Instead, he broke away from the people who were holding him, picked a sofa and remained silent. However, the old gun familiar with Lord Qin knew that Lord Qin was in an extremely unhappy state at the moment. He remembered that the last time Lord Qin was extremely unhappy, something happened about four or five years ago. Lord Qin alone chose a small guild. When Lord Qin came back, his clothes had been stained and caked by blood, and the whole person was like bathing in blood.

The old gun wanted to go to Lord Qin, so he was kicked hard behind him. His knee socket was soft, and his knee hit the ground heavily.

However, the old gun is an old gun. He patted the dust on his trouser legs carelessly, "after sitting for a long time, his legs are soft."

Then he stood up again and limped on to Lord Qin. His face was pale with pain.

Such an old gun reminds Tang Jingyun of the sentence he said to her, "his old gun is a dog raised by Lord Qin".

It's just the dog's unexpected loyalty.

"Come on, what do you want?" Lord Qin coughed a few times, his voice hoarse.

"I don't want to do anything, just borrow Lord Qin to make a favor." the bald man said.

Lord Qin frowned and didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words. They painstakingly planned to intercept him. It was definitely not as simple as teaching him a lesson. They glanced at Tang Jingyun, but found that her eyes were thoughtful and her eyes flashed away.

The man turned to Tang Jingyun and thought for a moment, "I don't know there's such a beautiful woman under Lord Qin!" the old gun didn't bring anyone, but he took such a woman. If she was really so harmless, he wouldn't believe it. Is it a card hidden in Lord Qin's hand?

Although Lord Qin has always been entrenched in the Shanghai stock market, his reputation is quite famous in the world. It is such a man in his thirties who, since he accepted the power of the Shanghai stock market when he was a teenager, has managed the underground world of the Shanghai stock market vividly. Especially in recent years, he has taken care of the Shanghai stock market like an iron bucket, and has tightly refused all foreign countries that attempt to break into China's underworld from the Shanghai stock market.

Who in the world doesn't pay attention to such mentality and means? In particular, some Chinese gangs, many of whom uphold the ancestral teachings, appreciate Lord Qin's behavior. It also makes some foreign forces itch their teeth, but there's nothing they can do about him.

Lord Qin looked at Tang Jingyun, and his complicated look flashed by, "Why are you here?"

Tang Jingyun glanced faintly, "see if you're dead."

"Although I'm not dead, I'm just embarrassed." Lord Qin said, touching his face and scolding in his heart! You don't hit people in the face. Foreign devils are foreign devils. You really don't have any education!

Every dignified, deep and overbearing man actually has a little sullen in his heart.

Just then, the sound of the engine came from outside. Before long, a big foreign man in black came in and whispered in the bald man's ear. The bald man nodded.

After a while, I heard the footsteps coming, and I could hear the deep conversation between the two men.

"Mr. Zhong, we are sincere. I have a lot of trouble. I sincerely seek the cooperation of your club..." Tang Jingyun heard a slightly familiar male voice coming from the door, and then two men came in surrounded by two groups of people, all of whom are tall.

One with obvious European descent, deep facial features, long forehead and high nose, looks quite handsome, but a scar on his face destroys his appearance and is more evil.

The other is obviously of Chinese origin, with a national face, thick eyebrows and big eyes, calm momentum, giving people a very reliable feeling.

When they saw Tang Jingyun, they were obviously stunned. The man of European descent suddenly restrained his smile when he saw Tang Jingyun. His cold eyes slipped through Tang Jingyun's face like poison, and his voice came out from his teeth, "is it you?!"

Tang Jingyun stood in the center of the hall. Compared with the way the other party wanted to eat Tang Jingyun alive, she seemed very indifferent. "Yes, it's me. I'm glad to see you here, Mr. Aaron Nick." after a few seconds, Tang Jingyun added, "you look like a lost dog!"