() In the jw Marriott Hotel, Hu Meimei was looking at Fei Qinghe in disbelief, and said in surprise: "Did you really agree to them?"
Fei Qinghe nodded: "Yes..."
"Didn't you ask why they wanted the Qimen View Mountain Picture? It was something passed down from our ancestors. Although it is of no use, it is the treasure of Qimen after all. How could it..."
"What a treasure." Fei Qinghe glanced at Hu Meimei impatiently, "You can just tell others this kind of self-deception, but why did you tell me too? This opportunity is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for me.
!I don’t care what the Mishan family’s purpose is for the Qimen Wangshan Tu, I just want to lend their hands to kill those bastards who killed my son!”
"In addition to revenge, do you also want to be the head of the sect?" Hu Meimei asked quietly.
"Of course!" Fei Qinghe nodded, "Soldiers who don't want to be generals are not good soldiers! And if I don't become the general leader, others will rush to be the general. Why should I let them give orders to me in the future?"
Hu Meimei stopped talking, was silent for a while, and asked: "Have you... asked who that person is?"
"I've asked." Fei Qinghe shook his head and said, "Chang Hui refuses to say, but he shouldn't be the one who killed Master."
"Really?" A trace of surprise appeared on Hu Meimei's face.
"The route he took that day was completely different from ours. While we were still on the road, he had already arrived in Yekaterinburg. So, either we heard wrong that day, or Qiu Ze recognized the wrong person. I think it was possible that the master was killed by the orcs.
The sex is bigger, after all, only those beasts can do such cruel things..."
Hu Meimei nodded.
For some reason, she breathed a sigh of relief quietly. In fact, she heard clearly what Qiu Ze said that day, but Fei Qinghe was absent-minded at the time, so now she wonders if she heard it wrong.
The woman's intuition told Hu Meimei that the calm-looking young man was the murderer of Qiu Langye and his son. But strangely, she actually felt relieved now...
...
Mid-levels of Hong Kong.
The large iron door of a mansion with a Europa architectural style slowly opened, and three black Rolls-Royces drove in, driving along the tree-lined driveway to the bottom of the main building's main entrance porch.
The doors of the two Rolls-Royces opened at the same time, and six tall foreign men got out of the car. One of them quickly walked to the second Rolls-Royce, bent down and opened the door.
A slender man slowly got out of the car, slowly buttoned up his well-made suit, and slowly glanced around, with a slow smile on his face.
Blonde, blue eyes, fair skin, handsome, charming smile.
Unlike all Europeans with orc ancestry, Alex Busey has an innate elegance, which is due to his aristocratic background, and even more due to his knowledge and experience. Compared with
He actually preferred the dual doctorate title of Oxford University in Archeology and Anthropology.
Therefore, only his doctorate degree can be seen on Alex's business card, but no aristocratic title can be seen. However, the golden rose flower emblem of the Bussey family is printed in the center of the back of the business card. For British aristocrats,
Anyone who knows a little bit will be in awe when they see this badge...
Alex looks very young. Not only does he have a charming smile, but his appearance is also captivating. He is known as the most beautiful man in the history of the Bussey family, and countless women are fascinated by him. However, at nearly fifty years old, he is always alone.
This not only aroused endless speculation from the outside world, but also gave him a mysterious feeling.
"Alex, you are finally here." A European man in his sixties who looked quite gentlemanly walked quickly towards Alex, and the two hugged tightly. Alex smiled and patted
He leaned over the other party's shoulder and asked softly, "Are you all ready?"
"certainly."
The smile on Alex's face became even more charming, "I knew you would never let me down, Yuri."
Yuri also laughed, with a bit of excitement in his smile. The two turned and walked into the building, walked through the long corridor, and entered a spacious room.
There is a long table in the room with two rows of backrests. Thick curtains cover the windows tightly. The light in the room is very dark. A huge projection screen is hung on one wall, and a projector is working.
Work quietly.
Alex sat at the end of the long table, took out a finely crafted platinum cigarette case from his pocket, opened the lid, and pulled out a slender cigarette. Bang! A burly man standing behind him moved quickly.
Hold out the lit lighter in front of him.
Lighting the cigarette, taking a deep breath, Alex crossed his legs comfortably, leaned his head on the back of the leather chair, and said, "Let's get started!"
Yuri picked up the remote control on the table, pressed it lightly, and the projector screen displayed
A photo of a large shopping mall appeared. Anyone who has been to Hong Kong will recognize it at a glance as the famous Pacific Place on Hong Kong Island.
The screen jumped, and the flat photo of Pacific Place turned into a three-dimensional frame map with detailed data on each level. The screen turned 180 degrees, and then gradually enlarged the lowest floor. At this time, Yuri used
The laser pointer in his hand pointed at a red triangle in the southwest corner of the floor.
"The entrance is right here. We have rented several units on the upper floors and covered up the entire exterior in the name of renovation. After nearly a week of excavation preparations, the entrance can now be opened at any time."
Alex nodded and blew out a puff of smoke. "I hope there won't be a big deviation in the location of the entrance this time. Otherwise, even if we rent out the entire Pacific Place, we may not be able to find the correct location."
"Our calculation model is already very advanced, and the deviation this time should still be within a hundred meters. But..." Yuri glanced at Alex and hesitated.
Alex smiled slightly: "What are you worried about?"
"This is the first time we have excavated a secret vault in an international metropolis, and it is still on Chinese territory. All conditions are actually very unfavorable to us, and the time left for us is also very limited. I am worried,
If the Chinese with a keen sense of smell discover our actions, not only will all our previous efforts be wasted, but the treasure we have obtained may also be given away..."
Alex nodded: "You are right. This is why my father is still opposed to this project until now. But there is an old Chinese saying: Where there is a will, there is a way! So, the more difficult it is, the more difficult it is.
Heavy, the more we must do this well. Of course, the Chinese also need to be on guard. But I heard that they just suffered a heavy setback in Russia, and they are probably busy organizing funerals now. You must know that China
People often care more about the dead than the living..."
"Yes, they did make a big mistake in Russia not long ago." Yuri said: "But I also heard that they seem to be planning a revenge operation, and it is very likely that Hong Kong will be used as the main battlefield."
"No, no!" Alex waved his hand: "Chinese people have always screamed louder than they did, and things like bloodiness have long since ceased to exist in them. What's more, the Chinese people nowadays are all mercenary.
When a person has to use money to measure the value of everything he does, do you think he will get angry and splash blood?"
"Of course not." Yuri laughed, "And even if we encounter them, with the strength of our team, we can definitely defeat any Chinese sect. Of course, it is best not to happen like this. After all, we still have
There are more important things to do.”
Hearing the word team, a smile appeared at the corner of Alex's mouth, which made his face look even more handsome. "Yes, we have a strong team. This is the pride of the Busey family.
It is also the pride of the Golden Rose Warriors!"
...
The sun was still shining brightly in the afternoon, but it was already covered with dark clouds in the evening. He looked at the dark sky and felt the approaching wind and rain. Zhang Qiang turned to look at Chang Hui and asked, "What are your plans for the evening?"
"Follow you." Chang Hui said with a smile: "Wherever you go, I will go too."
Zhang Qiang opened his mouth, but before he spoke, he heard Chang Hui's cell phone ringing. When she picked it up and listened, her expression changed. "Yes! I'll go there now!"
"Uh, sorry, I have something urgent to go." Chang Hui put down her phone and glanced at Zhang Qiang with some reluctance. Zhang Qiang smiled slightly and said, "Is there something urgent?"
"Yeah, there's nothing we can do about it, we can't do it unless we leave."
The two of them have now arrived on Hong Kong Island and are heading towards Lan Kwai Fong. They originally planned to find a restaurant to have dinner together, but now it seems that they have failed.
"Then contact me if you have any questions." Zhang Qiang said.
"Yes." Chang Hui nodded and waved her hand: "Bye!"
"Bye!" Looking at Chang Hui's leaving figure, Zhang Qiang frowned slightly. At this time, he saw the old ghost floating over quietly, standing behind Zhang Qiang, and asked softly: "Young Master, do you want to follow?
she?"
Zhang Qiang shook his head: "No need."
Since Chang Hui did not come to Hong Kong alone, the old ghost might have lost his life by following her.
"Look for a place to eat, it's getting late." Zhang Qiang looked around as he spoke. Suddenly, a familiar figure came into view.
On the street opposite, I saw an old lady walking in high spirits. It was none other than Aunt Cai, the old lady with two guns who had been rescued by Zhang Qiang on Shenlong Island.
Next to Aunt Cai was a girl of sixteen or seventeen years old, with a slim figure and slender legs. She had a delicate little face that looked not much bigger than a palm, with willow eyebrows, pink and phoenix eyes, a small and exquisite nose, but her mouth seemed a bit big.
While walking, I was talking to Mrs. Cai, laughing a few times, and then I saw a mouth on that face...
