The Dynasty Hotel is located in the prosperous area of Tianjing's central business district. It is splendid and resplendent everywhere, with a noble and luxurious atmosphere. [fei su zw26nbsp;]
The white marble steps at the entrance of the hotel are covered with a red carpet. Under the steps, two bronze lions shimmer with golden light in the sunlight. Palace lanterns full of traditional Chinese charm are hung on the surrounding walls and trees.
Looking at the two lifelike bronze lions, Ye Feng couldn't help but be filled with emotion. Time flew by, like a fleeting moment, and before he knew it, he had returned to China for more than half a year.
Ye Feng, who has retired from the world for five years, originally wanted to continue his peaceful life in this metropolis in northern China. However, this peaceful and secluded life was broken by the sound of a gunshot. In this noble and luxurious city
In the Dynasty Hotel, right next to these two bronze lions, Ye Feng relied on his extremely keen sixth sense to save Philip, Duke of Buckingham 3f Wesford, who came to participate in the Chinese-English Cultural Year event.
In the following days, there was another gunshot, which made Ye Feng unintentionally get involved in the Holy Cross Society's conspiracy at Puji Temple in Luocheng.
Since then, the Holy Cross Society, the Japanese Fengye Group, the Broken Thorn Alliance, the Silver Hand, and dark organizations have jumped out one after another. These organizations have pointed their fingers at Ye Feng and the friends around Ye Feng, time and time again
Ye Feng's peaceful life was disrupted.
Peace and chaos, this is a dialectical development process full of contradictions. Everyone longs for peace, but they are not satisfied with peace. Money, interests, and power make the world full of battles and make the world increasingly chaotic.
The bustle of the world is all for profit; the bustle of the world is all for gain. It is human nature to pursue material gains to make one's life happier. However, in this world, there are some conspirators and careerists.
For their own selfish interests, regardless of the life and death of others. These people have lost their moral bottom line, putting the people in fire and water, and the country in turmoil. These people are opportunistic and make huge profits from chaos. What they do is,
Outrageous.
Looking at the resolute and courageous eyes of the bronze lion, Ye Feng's mood gradually became calmer, and his inner belief became stronger. No matter who you are, no matter what organization you are, if you continue to act recklessly like this, you will destroy the lives of millions of people.
Live a peaceful life. I will come out again and use the knife in my hand to ask you for an explanation. I want you to know that no one can have a bottom line. Once someone steps on this red line, they will be punished by God and cast aside by the world.
Ye Feng slowly stepped onto the white marble steps, his steps firm and calm, just like his peaceful and determined state of mind at this time.
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It was unusually quiet on the 22nd floor of Dynasty Hotel.
More than a dozen foreign men in black suits were scattered in the quiet corridor. Each of these foreign men looked solemn and watched the safety passages on both sides of the corridor with great vigilance.
As soon as Ye Feng stepped out of the elevator, four burly foreign men came over and surrounded Ye Feng at the elevator door.
After learning Ye Feng's intention, the leading foreign man with short hair bowed respectfully to Ye Feng. "Mr. Ye, I'm sorry. Before you go to see the master, please accept our inspection.
No one is allowed to enter the master's room with a weapon."
Ye Feng glanced at the four foreign men surrounding him as if nothing had happened, and said calmly, "Since your master invited me to meet him, he must know my identity, so why are you so rude?"
The short-haired man bowed to Ye Feng again and explained respectfully. "Mr. Ye, I'm very sorry. The master's identity is extremely special, and we are also thinking about his safety."
Before the short-haired man finished speaking, two foreign men in suits and leather shoes came out from behind the short-haired man. They stretched out their hands to search Ye Feng's body.
Ye Feng felt very dissatisfied, frowned, took a step back, and said coldly. "Even if the King of Heaven wants to see me, he has to let me go in with a knife. My knife will not be given to anyone."
, if you insist on letting me take out the knife, you will die under my knife immediately."
Hearing Ye Feng's words, the four foreign men surrounding Ye Feng suddenly became nervous. The four looked at each other, and then surrounded Ye Feng.
At this moment, a crisp round of applause sounded.
"Taishan collapses in front but does not change its color; tigers attack behind but does not panic. The wind of hell is indeed a hero." A tall young woman walked over quickly, waved her hand towards the short-haired man, and said lightly
Said, "You guys, please step back."
The short-haired man frowned and said without giving in. "Miss Wollid, this is not acceptable. The master's safety is more important than anything else."
This tall young woman is none other than Desert Rose, who was ranked 11th on the killer list in the past. Wolide has a beautiful appearance, thin willow eyebrows, a high nose bridge, dark and clear eyes, a tall figure, and long beautiful lips.
Her hair hangs down around her waist. At first glance, it is impossible to tell that such a delicate and charming Arab beauty could be an excellent professional killer.
Wo Li De looked at Ye Feng's angular face, and a sweet smile appeared on his delicate cheeks. "His hands and feet are both weapons for killing people. Even if he doesn't use weapons, he can still control thousands of armies."
"Killing someone and taking his life is like picking something out of a bag. Do you still plan to keep his hands and feet?"
Although Wo Leide's words were a bit of a joke, they were not exaggerated. In the hearts of former lone killers like Wo Leide, the wind of hell was an invincible god of death.
Wo Lid blinked at Ye Feng, then turned her gaze to the short-haired man and said, "Princess Emil said that Mr. Ye is her friend, and you must respect Mr. Ye like your master."
The master had spoken, and the short-haired man immediately changed his attitude, bowed to Ye Feng, and then quickly retreated with his three subordinates.
Princess Emil, it turns out that the person who wants to see me is an Arab princess. No wonder there is such a big pomp. Ye Feng muttered in his heart, looked at the smiling Wolide, and said lightly. "Desert Rose
, I haven’t seen you for many years, but you are still so beautiful.”
"It's such a blessing to be praised by Hell's Wind." Wo Lid led the way towards the presidential suite at the end of the corridor. "Hell's Wind, we haven't seen each other for six years.
I wonder how you are now and whether you are still as powerful as you just said."
Before Wo Lid finished speaking, she turned slightly, and her fair and slender right hand stretched out to Ye Feng's throat like lightning. The moment Wo Lid's right hand was about to stab Ye Feng's throat, a black light flashed and blood flowed.
The drink was gently pressed against the towering peaks of Wo Li De. Wo Li De frowned, a bitter smile appeared on her pretty face, and her little hand slowly left Ye Feng's throat. "The wind of hell is so elegant.
In the past, his movements were still so swift, which is really admirable."
A faint smile appeared on Ye Feng's face. With a turn of his wrist, the blood drink returned to his arms like magic. "Desert Rose, you are still the same as before, doing whatever you say. Fortunately, I am prepared."
, otherwise I would have been successfully attacked by you today."
"How can this be considered a sneak attack?" Wo Lid pouted her pink lips and said with dissatisfaction. "I have already made a statement in advance. Do you have to say, 3, 2, 1, do it?"
Ye Feng thought about the past again. Since Ye Feng became the ace killer ranked first on the killer list, there have been countless killers who have come to challenge Ye Feng, and Wo Li De is also one of them. However, Wo Li De
But he never competed according to the time and place agreed in advance. Instead, he lurked beside Ye Feng and carried out surprise attacks.
Although Ye Feng escaped Wo Lid's sneak attacks every time, Wo Lid did not admit that she was a sneak attack, and even said that this was the privilege of a female killer. Moreover, Wo Lid not only refused to admit it,
After every competition, she followed Ye Feng like a follower, acting coquettishly and cheating, until Ye Feng personally admitted that she did not sneak attack. Admitting that she did not attack was not the end of the matter, she also had to admit that she was not defeated.
Ye Feng. It wasn’t until Ye Feng finally admitted that Wo Li De was the most powerful killer that Wo Li De left proudly.
Every time, Ye Feng would be confused by Wo Li De. If she didn't agree to her, she would keep pestering Ye Feng. After competing with Wo Li De three times, Ye Feng could no longer stand Wo Li De.
Every time he saw Wo Leide, he would immediately run away like a mouse seeing a cat.
Facing this delicate female killer, Ye Feng felt a little headache and hurriedly changed his words. "This is not a sneak attack. This is the privilege of your female killers."
"That's about the same. Compared with men, women are weak and must have some privileges. Only in this way can the fairness of this world be reflected." Wo Li De led Ye Feng to the door of the presidential suite, stopped and looked back.
Looking at Ye Feng, he said half coquettishly, half pleadingly. "Princess Emil is also a weak woman. You have to be patient with her. As long as it is a request she makes, you must agree to her."
"Okay." Wo Li De stretched out his hand to hold Ye Feng's arm and said coquettishly. "Hell's wind, you are the former king of killers and the strongest man in the world. You can't bully a weak woman.
You have to be like a man and hold up the sky for women without fear, so that they can live happily."
Faced with Wo Lid's coquettishness, Ye Feng was a little bit dumbfounded. My killer lady, what's going on here? Look at the scene in the corridor. He occupies one floor as his place to stay, and he also carries this with him.
With so many bodyguards, this Princess Emil doesn’t look like a weak woman. Besides, I don’t even know the reason why she wants to see me, so you ask me to agree to her request. This is a bit too much.
It's hard to force someone to do something. Well, they say women are difficult to deal with, and this cunning female killer is even more difficult to deal with.
Seeing that Ye Feng didn't speak, Wo Lid pouted and said very dissatisfied. "Hell's wind, are you a man? Why don't you even dare to say a word?"
Oh my God, why did the issue of whether he is a man come up again? Ye Feng was extremely depressed, and kept smiling bitterly in his heart. Could it be that just because he was a man, he had to immediately agree to the Princess Emil who he had not yet met before?
all requirements.
"3,22c1, time is up. Not speaking means acquiescing." Wo Li De spoke very fast, like a barrage of firecrackers. Before Ye Feng could open his mouth to refute, Wo Li De immediately put on a smiling face and stretched out his little hand.
He held Ye Feng's arm affectionately. "Hell's wind, you are the best man in the world. I know that no matter what Princess Emil makes, you will nod in agreement."
Ye Feng smiled helplessly and muttered in his heart. It seems that I didn't say anything. What I said just now was clearly yours, so why are you blamed on me?
Seeing Ye Feng's depressed look, Wo Lid showed a sly smile on his face, blinked with gloating, and then reached out to push open the door of the presidential suite.
"Okay, let's go in now and see what Princess Emil wants."
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