At least there are few murders and fights on the street.

In the largest nightclub in the city, the girls in cool clothes are still working hard to attract customers. Pedestrians come and go, in and out, and there is nothing unusual about them.

A black Maybach parked at the back door of a nightclub. Si Jing got out of the car and opened the door, standing respectfully beside him, "Master Heng, the old knife has arrived!"

Master Heng got off the car, black boots, dark green camouflage pants, and black T-shirt made his tall figure feel a little more oppressive.

He walked inside, and four men holding assault rifles at the door saluted him, and followed behind him.

The group took a special elevator and finally parked on the 66th floor.

Compared to the hustle and bustle downstairs, it was very quiet. A few people were stepping on the floor, and only the heavy footsteps echoed in the corridor.

Outside the innermost private room, there was a row of bodyguards holding submachine guns, covered in black facial scarves, only showing their fierce eyes. However, when they saw Master Heng, their fierce aura unconsciously restrained and lowered their heads slightly.

When Lord Heng approached, one of them helped him open the door and shouted in English, telling the person inside that Lord Heng had arrived.

The four people following Lord Heng stood side by side, standing opposite each other with the previous row of people, guarding each other.

The people in the private room immediately stood up and smiled with a compliment and pleasing smile, "Master Heng, I've been waiting for a long time!"

Lord Heng walked in, a tough and handsome face became even colder in the dim light, "Something delayed, I've been waiting for a long time!"

"No, no, even if I wait for one day, as long as I can wait for Master Heng, I will wait." Lao Dao is in his sixties this year, with a businessman's sophistication and slick face. He respectfully gave up his seat to Master Heng and poured wine himself.

"Let's go short, I heard that your people have found Mario and Siya, where are the people?" Master Heng asked in a low voice against the back of the sofa.

A month ago, Si Ya and Lao Dao's men made a private deal, and Lao Dao discovered it and captured the two of them together.

When Lord Heng returned to Hongduli, Mario and Siya escaped from Lao Dao's hands together. People from both sides were looking for them. Until recently, Lao Dao's people had some clues.

The old knife hand was placed on his knees, and his five fingers were like jewelry display stands, jade rings, sapphires, rubies... Each finger was worn, and each one was taken out and you could probably change to a city.

Lao Dao smiled on his face, "Master Heng, my people have indeed found them, they have already set their sights on Siya, and found his exact hiding place. When he helped Mario escape, he killed more than a dozen of my confidants. Should you help him settle this account, or let him settle it yourself?"

Master Heng took the cigarette and lit it, and spoke in a low voice, "Siya is my person, what do you think?"

Lao Dao immediately smiled, "Of course I dare not touch Master Heng's people, but he betrayed you. I can give him a little warning to you. Of course, I will not take his life, and leave his life to Master Heng!"

Si Jing stood beside Master Heng and spoke coldly, "Even if Si Ya betrays Master Heng, he will have the final say in killing and punishing him. Don't bother Old Dao to take action!"

Lao Dao smiled so much that he was cunning, "I can stay tuned Siya, but I helped Master Heng find Siya, and I did not make any contributions and worked hard."

Lord Heng said, "Tell me, what do you want?"

Lao Dao leaned against the back of the sofa, raised his hand and stroked his gray hair, sighed, "The Triceratops are dead, and the promises I gave me at the beginning cannot be fulfilled. Now Hongdu has become the territory of Lord Heng and Emperor Ya. There is also a Nangong family. I will survive in the cracks between you. Life is getting harder and harder, and business is getting harder. It is also difficult for me to beg for food with my subordinates!"

Master Heng vomited a puff of smoke, and under the blue and white smoke, the man's expression was cold and unpredictable.

"so what?"

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