Not long after Li Futu drove, a Bentley with two Mercedes-Benz S-Series convoys soon arrived at the Warring States Council.

The Bentley license plate number is five and nine, and just one license plate can probably shock countless monsters, ghosts, gods and snakes.

The convoy stopped, and eight big men walked out from the two Mercedes-Benz in front and behind. They all had black suits and black leather shoes, and were burly and powerful. They observed the surroundings with cold eyes and moved closer to the Bentley at the first time.

Mu Yudie stood beside Li Futu and soon noticed this scene. Looking at the unique license plate, she reminded her nervously: "That's a car from Yan Donglai."

As she said that, she seemed to realize that the man beside her should not know Yan Donglai, and explained briefly but not simply: "Yan Donglai is the overlord of our Donghai Road, a real big owl. He has a saying that has been widely circulated on the road: I think you deserve to die, you have to die. Manni's boss Dong Zhiyuan is not enough to compare with him."

People in the entertainment industry, both black and white have to know each other, but unfortunately, at Mu Yudie's level, she is not qualified to come into contact with a person like Yan Donglai, and she has only heard of the other party's reputation. Such a hero who calls for the wind and rain is about to appear in front of her. Even though she is a big star, she still can't help but feel a little afraid and nervous.

Mu Yudie knew very well that her so-called identity as a star was not worth mentioning in the eyes of such figures as Yan Donglai.

"I think you deserve to die, you have to die?"

Seeing Sun Qing who had seen several times open the Bentley back seat door, Li Futu chuckled and said, "It's really majestic."

As Mu Yudie expected, the man with a national face that walked down from Bentley was indeed Yan Donglai, who is now known as the King of East China Sea. But what made Mu Yudie's heart stumble was that surrounded by eight or nine big men in suits, the other party actually walked straight towards him.

Subconsciously, Mu Yudie held the arm of the man next to her again and tried very hard. Putting aside the star's glamorous outerwear, she was just a weak woman with outstanding looks, and at this time she still needed a man to rely on.

Li Futu remained motionless and his face remained unchanged.

"Mr. Li, sorry for coming one step late."

When there were eight or nine steps away from each other, Yan Donglai obviously accelerated his pace. Before he could reach Li Futu, he stretched out his hand with an extremely humble attitude, not like a giant owl who turned his hand to make clouds and rain.

"I've arrived early."

Li Futu smiled lightly and shook hands with the other party.

Looking at the two men who were smiling at each other with friendly hands, Mu Yudie was stunned.

This guy... actually met Yan Donglai?

And Yan Donglai is so polite to him?

"Miss Mu? You are so beautiful tonight. You are so talented and beautiful when standing with Young Master Li."

After letting go, Yan Donglai soon noticed Mu Yudie holding Li Futu. He naturally knew this local big star. In other occasions, he didn't have to deal with so-called stars with his status, let alone take the initiative to speak, but now he is different from the past.

Faced with Yan Donglai's compliments, Mu Yudie seemed to be stupid and didn't say anything for a moment. It was Li Futu who gently hit her and she woke up like a dream. Her charming smile, which was impeccable in the past, was obviously a little unnatural at this moment. Her eyes looked at Yan Donglai, dodging: "Thank you, Mr. Yan, for the complimentary praise."

Yan Donglai smiled heartily, and seemed not to notice Mu Yudie's abnormality. "It's all sincere words from the heart. Who doesn't know that Miss Mu is one of our top beauties in the East China Sea."

Mu Yudie has heard such words of praise and praise countless times, and is almost tired of hearing it, but this time she is in a trance and her mind is empty as if she is in a dream.

There is no way, you should know that Yan Donglai, who praised her but stomping her feet is enough to make Donghai shake. As long as this scene is spread, who will dare to make things difficult for her in Donghai in the future?

Those actresses who are jealous and always want to splash dirty water on her body may never dare to act rashly again, right?

Those men who secretly have dirty ideas about her may also have to consider it?

Yan Donglai's compliments were only a matter of point. He had to grasp everything. He knew the truth that too much was not enough. Although he had investigated that Li Futu, Shen Manni and the Gu family had been involved, when he saw Mu Yudie holding him, Yan Donglai didn't ask much, as if he thought it should have been like this, and he didn't even show any strange expression. This is the so-called Taoist practice.

"Mr. Li, let's go in."

Turning his eyes to Li Futu again, Yan Donglai made a gesture of inviting him.

Li Futu nodded and walked into the Warring States gate side by side with Mu Yudie and Yan Donglai, with Sun Qing and eight black-clad men following closely behind.

"Mr. Li, I guess it's your first time here. I'll introduce it to you..."

Walking on the quaint corridor, Yan Donglai planned to first introduce the internal situation of the Warring States Club to Li Futu, but unexpectedly, Li Futu smiled: "Just on the way here, Yudie had already told me a rough idea."

He called himself a whisper?

Until now, Mu Yudie, who was still in his mind, was stunned when he heard this. Although he knew that Li Futu was probably calling this because Yan Donglai was next to him, his heart still couldn't help but tremble slightly.

"Oh? Miss Mu is really knowledgeable."

Yan Dong looked at Mu Yudie and smiled, "I wonder if Miss Mu told Mr. Li that this Warring States Club is Yongxing's property?"

"This is not."

Li Futu shook his head slightly, not feeling surprised. Such a huge club does not have much power to support it.

However, now Li Futu understands a little why Yan Donglai brought people. It turned out that he had arrived at someone else's territory.

"To be more precise, this place can be regarded as the Wang family's industry to a certain extent."

Yan Donglai narrowed his eyes and added: "The Warring States Council has always been run by the Wang family."

Li Futu nodded, his expression calmly.

Mu Yudie is playing the role of Little Bird Eman, holding Li Futu without interrupting a word. She doesn't know who the Wang family refers to, but now she already understands that the level of the man who has been with her for a afternoon of Disney may be far beyond her imagination.

How could Manni hit such an unfathomable Buddha when she hit someone on the street?

Mu Yudie smiled bitterly in her heart, and her heart was mixed.

Walk through a long corridor and a small garden and enter a luxurious and grand building. The building is mainly decorated with the style of the Heavenly Dynasty court style, and occasionally embellishes some wall lamps and bronze ornaments that can add icing on the cake and snow-white palace pillars. It has the artistic conception of being in an ancient palace. The most attractive thing is a long crystal table in the middle of the hall, which is filled with various fine wines, layer by layer, and under the flashing lights, each glass of wine flashes with a dazzling luster.

Beautiful.

Walking into the small building, Li Futu finally noticed a plaque hanging directly above the door, with two big words written in cursive script, flying dragons and phoenixes, domineering and arrogant, and there was an unconcealed aggressiveness and aggressiveness between the lines.

Jianghu!

Staring at the two big words above the head, Li Futu narrowed his eyes slightly and raised the corners of his mouth.

What a world of things.

For some reason, when he was at the gate of "Jianghu", Yan Donglai paused.
Chapter completed!