"So I still don't understand what you want to express." Duan Fei really didn't understand.

"Silly, Brother Mao means that the woman you happened to meet at the bottom of the well was the second woman Tang Kun had stabbed the tattoo. Doesn't it look very magical?" Yun Shitong dressed up and went downstairs, and happened to hear Mao Yihua and Duan Fei talking.

Duan Fei rolled his eyes. Can he blame him? It was obviously Mao Yihua who didn't explain it clearly.

"Blame me, blame me for not explaining it clearly to Duan Fei. That's what we meant. The woman we met at the bottom of the well was Tang Kun's woman. This is a very confidential information. Don't you help me check it out?"

Mao Yihua's eyes were full of "desire". He hoped Duan Fei would help him find the secrets of the woman in the well. However, Duan Fei did not seem to want to participate in this matter, so he could only use the killer weapon of "human favors".

This matter did not give Duan Fei the right to choose, because the Tangmen will hold a century-long gambling ceremony recently, and all kinds of people from the upper class will be invited to participate. When Duan Fei was still hesitating about Mao Yihua, a strange knock sounded outside the door.

Shangguan Yun happened to come down from the upper floor and saw that no one was going to open the door, so he had to go there by himself. Once he opened it, six high-end people stood respectfully at the door, and the leader was holding an invitation letter in his hand, which looked like it was for Duan Fei.

Shangguan Yun received the invitation letter, and the leader said respectfully: "Please come to our dinner at that time."

Duan Fei sat inside and poked his head out to see the situation. The group of people seemed to have come to give me an invitation letter. After seeing that the invitation letter was taken away, they left.

Shangguan Yun handed Duan Fei the invitation letter, "Look, what is written on it?"

Duan Fei opened the invitation letter and saw it. It said that he would attend a dinner at Century Yanlou Hotel at 8 o'clock this Saturday night. The invitation was named Tang Kun.

"" Duan Fei was stunned. Why were they talking about Tang Kun just now? Tang Kun sent him an invitation letter.

"What does it mean? I really don't know Tang Kun, what did he invite me to do?" Duan Fei threw away the invitation letter, "Brother Mao, you are so interested in him, otherwise you will go on my behalf."

It was also strange. As soon as they talked about Tang Kun, Tang Kun actually gave them an olive branch first.

Mao Yihua definitely won’t go because the invitation was Duan Fei, so Mao Yihua is just a big deal.

"I can only say that Tang Kun's incident must be on you, and you can't hide it." Mao Yihua smiled, "In this way, you can help me while attending the banquet. You can't refuse, after all, I have helped you so much."

Duan Fei thought to himself that you were confiscating money for helping me

"Okay, I'm afraid of you." Duan Fei agreed.

On Saturday night, Duan Fei took Yun Shitong to the banquet. At this dinner, there were many acquaintances, such as Luo Jiuye, the umbrella master of Yanjing, Yu Ruyan from Juechen Villa, Quan Fenghuang and Shen Wei from Phoenix Club, etc. There are many old acquaintances in Duan Fei, but more of them are Duan Fei who did not know them but knew Duan Fei.

"You are Duan Fei. I haven't appeared in Yanjing for a long time. Today I was so lucky to see you at the party of Tang. "A businessman came over to exchange greetings after seeing Duan Fei. Duan Fei nodded politely.

It wasn't Duan Fei's style to attend the dinner without any preparation, but seeing old acquaintances naturally get together.

Duan Fei, Yun Shitong, Yu Ruyan, Luo Wenxuan, Li Fenger and Chen Wei gathered together.

"You are here too." Li Feng'er spoke first, "Indeed, with your status, Tang Kun cannot not invite you."

Duan Fei looked at Li Feng'er suspiciously and asked in reverse: "Then why did he invite you? You have only been in Yanjing for two months."

Li Feng'er's lips curled slightly, "Of course it's because I have a clever business method. Now no one knows the Phoenix Club."

Duan Fei rolled his eyes jokingly, but he was still positive about Li Feng'er's methods.

"At least a few of us can meet. That day I just received an invitation letter with the time and place written on it. Where are you?" Duan Fei looked around and almost no one knew. The person who invited them had not appeared yet, and the curtain on the stage had not been opened yet. Could it be that Tang Kun would still appear so high-profile.

The remaining four people nodded, and they only received an invitation letter.

If it weren't for Mao Yihua, Duan Fei would definitely not have come to such an unknown dinner.

With a "click", all the lights at the scene were gone, and the chase light fell in front of the curtain. The time on the phone was exactly 8:30, and it seemed that the owner was about to appear.

The curtain was slowly pulled open, and a man sitting in a wheelchair was pushed out. His face looked very young, but his face was very bad. I heard that Tang Kun was a little white-faced when he was young. From this, Duan Fei could fully imagine how handsome he was when he was young. The person pushing Tang Kun was Tang Kun's nephew Song Zhengyu.

"Today, my uncle sincerely invited everyone to share the dinner, just to communicate with their feelings and business information, and not for anything else. Please don't be nervous. Our dinner will start ten minutes later, please take your seat." Song Zhengyu was the speaker.

Duan Fei wanted to see Song Zhengyu clearly, but unfortunately, whenever he wanted to see Song Zhengyu clearly, he would fall in front of Song Zhengyu, which made Duan Fei not see Song Zhengyu's appearance after having a big meal.

It seemed like a simple dinner, but at the end, Duan Fei was blocked. When everyone came home peacefully, Duan Fei was invited by Song Zhengyu to the side hall.

Duan Fei finally saw clearly what Song Zhengyu looked like. Although he was handsome, there was a vicious spirit between his eyebrows and eyes, and he looked unfair.

If Duan Fei had a sun on his head, then Song Zhengyu had a moon on his head. One was that he could shine himself, and the other was that he had to rely on others to shine.

"Mr. Song, why do you leave Duan alone?" Duan Feiwen looked at Song Zhengyu with hushed eyes, not knowing what the other party was thinking.

Song Zhengyu calmly asked Duan Fei to get up, and even took Duan Fei to Tang Kun's villa without even saying a word. An extremely luxurious villa was decorated everywhere with the words "exaggeration". However, when Duan Fei saw Tang Kun, Tang Kun was not half the light he had just seen.

The eyes and eyebrows showed the handsomeness of youth, but the whole face was too haggard, which made Duan Fei feel that this person had done too much, resulting in insufficient yang energy.

"Duan Fei, I have been waiting for you for a long time. My goal for this dinner is only you."

This is straightforward, but Duan Fei can't understand why he is regarded as a target.

"We don't seem to know me. Although I appreciate your straightforwardness, it feels really strange to be regarded as a target by an unfamiliar person." Duan Fei smiled, "Mr. Tang, if nothing is wrong, I will take my wife back first."

Tang Kun's eyes rolled in his deep-sleeping eyes and glanced at Song Zhengyu indifferently, "Zhengyu, you go out first. I have something to tell Mr. Duan that I will remember this matter today."

Somehow, Tang Kun was a little servile to Song Zhengyu, saying that being too servile, but there was a strange atmosphere hidden here. I feel that Tang Kun was begging Song Zhengyu to do things.

Song Zhengyu did everything respectfully to Tang Kun's instructions, but when he left, there was a layer of coldness in his eyes, which made Duan Fei feel cold on his spine.

Why does this Tang Kun feel so depressed?

"Now there are only three of us here, Mr. Duan, I have something I want to ask you for help." Tang Kun tried to turn the wheelchair with thin hands, but he had no strength in his body and the wheelchair did not move at all.

Duan Fei noticed this strange phenomenon. Logically speaking, Tang Kun is only fifty years old now, so why is he like a mummy corpse who is sucked away by a female leprechaun?

"Mr. Tang, you're fine?" Duan Fei walked to Tang Kun because he knew that Tang Kun could be described as "no power to tie a chicken with his hands".

Tang Kun seemed a little embarrassed. He knew that someone must be listening outside, so he lowered his voice and asked Duan Fei to get closer to him.

Duan Fei glanced at him, and the eavesdropping person immediately fainted on the ground inexplicably.

"Okay, no one eavesdrops now, and you don't need to deliberately whisper so quietly that I can't hear anything."

Yun Shitong opened the door and saw someone lying outside. She dragged the person away, and after that, she went to the bathroom to wash her hands. The moment she left the bathroom, Yun Shitong wanted to walk out, but when she heard a subtle sound, she just stretched out one foot and quickly took it back.

Two burly men collided face to face and fainted.

"What can't be done in front of me? I'm just a woman, what are you afraid of?" Yun Shitong sorted out her skirt and returned to her original room calmly. After walking a few steps, the footsteps behind her were approaching.

When she turned around, there was nothing behind her.

Calm down, the seemingly no one's corridor was breathing from seven people. In addition to Yun Shitong, there were six people hiding in the dark.

"If I don't come out to face the challenge, I'll leave." Yun Shitong turned around and walked forward calmly.

The footsteps behind him were getting closer and closer. Yun Shitong saw the precise position of the six burly men behind him.

He pulled off the feather decorations from his skirt and turned into ice needles when he left his fingers, which were accurately pierced on everyone's right chest.

Six people were fixed on the spot.

"Next time, it's not as simple as the right chest." Yun Shitong smiled sweetly. She was once a domineering Shanghai, how could she lose face so much?

"Ha, what a difficult couple"

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