"Mr. Zhao, I heard that we can see the light of day again in the next few days!" One of the young men with an oriental face held the naked girl in his arms and said with a smile to one of the young men.
"It's been a few months, do you still care about these days? It's not that easy for them to find me. Let's wait for news from the outside. Anyway, there is everything here, and there are so many beauties accompanying us every day, don't you
Are you willing to stay?" The young man who was called Mr. Zhao asked with a smile.
This Mr. Zhao is none other than Zhao Zhengming, whom Zhuo Yifan and others are searching for. This guy actually appeared in the basement of a small bar in London in a grand manner. No matter how smart Zhuo Yifan is, he would never have imagined it.
"Mr. Zhao is right. How good is life here? With so many beauties accompanying me every day, I can't bear to go out!" Another young man couldn't help laughing.
At this moment, Zhao Zhengming's cell phone rang. Everyone couldn't help but stop laughing and looked at Zhao Zhengming.[
"Turn off the music!" Zhao Zhengming ordered lightly, and the music stopped immediately. Even the beauties who were posing on the stage stopped moving, and each of them looked at Zhao Zhengming with curiosity and awe.
Zhao Zhengming looked at the caller ID for several seconds, then answered the call and put it to his ear.
"Is there any news? I hope what I heard is good news!" After Zhao Zhengming answered the phone, he asked directly and coldly to the other end.
"Yes, Zhuo Yifan is dead! You are free!" A man's calm voice came from the phone.
Zhao Zhengming fell silent for a moment, put away his phone in a daze, and then shouted loudly with a happy face: "That guy is finally dead! Great, we can go out! Damn Zhuo Yifan,
You also have today. I asked you to chase me, but now you have to chase away your own life, right? Hahaha!"
Zhao Zhengming was in a state of ugliness when he was so proud that all the girls and young men around him opened their eyes in surprise.
"Mr. Zhao, is Zhuo Yifan really dead? Can we go out?" One of the young men couldn't help but stood up, seemingly even more excited than Zhao Zhengming.
"That's right! The call from someone from the Long family should not be fake! Unexpectedly, I finally tortured Zhuo to death! Now I am finally proud! I am going back to China!" Zhao Zhengming laughed.
He said.
"Mr. Zhao, it seems impossible to return to China, right? The people of the Zhuo family in China must hate us to death. If we go back now, aren't we throwing ourselves into a trap?" One of the young men reminded with some worry.
Zhao Zhengming's face immediately sank, and after pondering for a long time, he said: "What you said makes sense. We can't go back now. Then we will continue to stay abroad for a while, and then return to China after the storm has passed. There is no need to stay in the UK.
, let’s go out for some fresh air, and I’ll take you to the Netherlands for some fun!”
"Really? Go to the Netherlands? I heard the girls there are willing to play with anything?" Several young people couldn't help but show lustful eyes and said excitedly.
"I knew you would like this. Don't worry, if you follow me, will you lose the benefits?" Zhao Zhengming couldn't help laughing.
"So Mr. Zhao, when will we set off?" one of the young men asked expectantly.
