Some time ago, Wang Shifan had also heard about the stabbing of a low-level official of the Yan clan and the transfer of the Yunxiao Pavilion Club.
But he didn't know that these were all done by Tang Peng. After all, these things were far away from him and seemed to have nothing to do with them.
Now Hua Cuo told him that Tang Peng did all this!
If you ignore Hua Cuo's terrifying strength and just look at her personal charm, she is definitely a top-notch beauty.
Otherwise, no one would bring her and Yi Nanshan together.
However, the behemoth Yan family, the most prestigious of the older generation, Mr. Yan, was forced to adopt a marriage alliance in order to win over Tang Peng, trying to marry the wrong girl to him!
What Hua Cuo said suddenly frightened Teacher Wang, who thought he was outstanding.
Hua Cuo sneered silently and stood up from the sofa: "Are you scared? Now you understand why I am so cold, right? Wang Shifan, I know very well how much you hate Tang Peng now. In fact, I hate Tang Peng more than you do.
I want to hate him even more! But I will not use such childish methods to try to assassinate him. Hehe, so many American soldiers did not keep him in Iraq, why can you succeed? I hate him, so I
That’s why I became more cautious. Even if I really marry him, I won’t act rashly. I don’t need to seize the absolute opportunity to kill him with a fatal blow!”
"Okay, I've talked to you a lot, and you should be very clear-headed. Remember, since you are in alliance with me to deal with Tang Peng, you have to listen to me. Otherwise, your death will be in vain. Just
Like your stupid cousin."
After Hua Cuo finished speaking, he put his hands in his pockets, lowered his head slightly and walked towards the door.
After reaching out to grab the doorknob, Hua Cuo turned his head and looked at Wang Shifan who was standing there. His voice was somewhat softer: "Remember, don't tell anyone about our alliance. Well, also, I can
Let me tell you something, our alliance and others are not just the two of us. What you are doing now is waiting."
Hua Cuo had already left for half an hour, and Wang Shifan, who was standing tall, raised his hand, touched his cheek that no longer hurt, and turned around and walked into the suite.
On the floor inside the suite, two bodies were lying.
The corpses were all lying on their backs, with their eyes covered with a layer of deathly gray, as wide as the eyes of a dead fish, with expressions of disbelief, fear and petrification.
The corpse's throat has been cut with a sharp blade, the blood has solidified, but the smell of blood in the air is getting thicker.
If Tang Peng came here, he would definitely know these two people: they were the boss and the waiter who assassinated Tang Peng in the small restaurant.
These two people were killed instantly by mistake.
Even if they were dead, they still didn't believe that such a little beauty could be so fast and cut off their throats with one knife, leaving them to die with their eyes open.
Thinking of Hua Cuo's warning, thinking of the scene where Tang Peng stabbed Meng Yanming to death a few days ago, and looking at the two corpses in front of him, Wang Shifan's stomach suddenly twitched rapidly, and he opened his mouth and spit out what he had eaten at noon.
thing.
Wang Shifan was vomiting, holding his stomach and kneeling on the blood-stained floor to vomit. He almost even vomited out bile, but he still couldn't stop.
Wang Shifan vomited not because of the smell of blood, but because of fear.
Because he suddenly felt that he seemed to be involved in a life and death game that he was not qualified to play!
He wanted to withdraw, but his escape route was cut off with the death of the two people in front of him.
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"Hey, this is not the way back."
Tang Peng, who was casually dealing with Cui Ran, turned to look at the road signs outside.
Cui Ran smiled, turned the steering wheel lightly, and drove the car into a parking lot: "Of course this is not the way back, because the nightclub is not on that road."
Nightclub originally refers to all shops open at night, but the nightclub Cui Ran mentioned is the name of a hotel.
This hotel, which doesn't look very big, not even a three-star hotel, is called a nightclub.
As the saying goes, the mountains are not high, but the immortals are famous. The nightclub seems to be as ordinary as the shop next to it, but its business method is resounding throughout the Beijing aristocratic circle.
Tang Peng didn't know this, he was just wondering: "Nightclub? What are you doing here?"
Cui Ran stopped the car: "Of course I want to buy you a drink."
Tang Peng shook his head: "I don't want to drink now, because when you saw me, I just drank a lot and almost got drunk. And -"
Cui Ranfei looked at him slightly, with a half-smile on his face: "And what? Is it inconvenient for you to drink alone with me?"
Tang Peng smiled: "Generally speaking, I like beautiful women to date, but I really mean what you said. After all, I still like Brother Kui."
"Haha, I'm not even afraid. Are you still afraid?"
Cui Ran opened the door, gently raised her slender legs, and got out of the car.
Tang Peng frowned and got out of the car.
He raised his head and glanced at the bright sun in the sky, and he felt relieved: having a couple of drinks with her in broad daylight didn't seem to be a big deal.
But is this a hotel?
However, when Tang Peng walked into the lobby of the nightclub, he smiled bitterly and finally understood why this hotel was called a nightclub.
It was sunny outside the hall, but as soon as I walked into the leather curtain hanging at the door of the hall, I felt that I had entered the dark night. Looking around, there was not even a single light except for the faint light like some fireflies.
The soft sound of music sounds like piano music.
It seems that all the windows in the hall should be blocked by thick black curtains, preventing any light from entering at all.
However, the temperature in the hall is very suitable, about 26 to 7 degrees, neither cold nor hot.
Tang Peng subconsciously looked up and felt that there should be a high-power ventilation fan above the darkness, because he could clearly feel his hair floating upward.
Such a high-power ventilation fan should play a role in keeping the air fresh at all times.
Just when Tang Peng's eyes had just adapted to the current environment, a "firefly" flew over. It was a small orange lamp, but in the center of the small orange lamp was a small bulb, which should be powered by dry batteries.
"You two, have you reserved a table in advance?"
I couldn't tell her appearance, but I could only tell that the waitress was a girl and she greeted her very politely.
Tang Peng vaguely saw Cui Ran next to him raising his hand and handing over a glowing card.
The waitress took it, glanced at it, and said politely: "Miss Cui, please follow me to booth No. 18 and follow this route."
After saying that, the waitress didn't know where she touched it, and Tang Peng saw an extremely thin line that glowed faintly but could be seen clearly on the floor, winding towards a darker place.
"OK."
Cui Ran in the darkness agreed and whispered to Tang Peng: "I am a diamond member here. I have a reserved booth whenever I come here."
"oh--"
Tang Peng nodded and was about to say something when he felt a soft hand holding his arm.
Tang Peng was about to break away subconsciously, but Cui Ran hugged his arm with both hands and said in a casual tone: "Let's go, be careful of those small lights, don't hit anyone."
Tang Peng has always been considered a good person, and rarely refuses when a fat sheep comes to the door - so, even though he felt that Cui Ran's intentions were impure, after hesitating for a moment, he still accepted her arm.
Went into darkness.
I have to say that this unique and novel business method of nightclubs is indeed very attractive.
The operators have firmly grasped people's psychology and deliberately created the extremely ambiguous atmosphere at the moment.
The ambiguous atmosphere is not only reflected by darkness, but mainly by the soft sound of music.
The music was mixed with the faint sound of a woman's moans - the kind of suppressed moans that a woman makes under extreme stimulation while her husband is sleeping in bed while she is having sex with her lover under the bed.
In fact, if you listen carefully, you can hear other soft moans in the darkness. They are definitely real-life ones, but you can't see them. And because of the presence of the high-power ventilation fan, you can't smell a certain smell.
It was this kind of moaning that made the darkness feel more ambiguous, especially when there was a woman beside him who exuded a charming fragrance, which quickly caused a certain part of Tang Peng to change.
At the same time, he could also feel that Cui Ran's whole body was almost hanging on him. The plump breasts were tightly compressing his shoulders, making his mouth even more dry.
He fell to the ground and had the urge to do Fa-rectification on the spot.
Haha, haha, what is this, taking the initiative to throw yourself into my arms?
When Tang Peng chuckled in his heart, the small orange lamp in front of him stopped, and another small orange lamp lit up, but it was on the desk.
Through the light of two small orange lamps, Tang Peng could see red wine, wine glasses, and ashtrays on it.
The waitress's voice sounded: "Ms. Cui, this is booth No. 18. There are drinks arranged according to your membership level. Please use it slowly."
"OK, thanks."
Cui Ran left Tang Peng's body for a moment, and after the waitress left, the light on the ground disappeared.
"Tang Peng, sit down."
Cui Ran whispered, took Tang Peng's hand and took two steps forward, pushing him gently onto the sofa.
The sofa is so soft that when people sit on it, their legs almost sink into it, but it is very comfortable.
In the shadow, Tang Peng saw that Cui Ran seemed to have taken off his dress, poured two more glasses of red wine, turned around with his hands in his hands, and slowly sat on his legs, riding a horse, facing each other face to face.
he.
Tang Peng instinctively raised his hand and wrapped his arms around her waist, allowing him to touch her delicate and smooth body without clothes.
When Tang Peng's hand touched Cui Ran's smooth back, her body stiffened obviously, and then she lay softly in his arms.
"well."
With a low sigh, Tang Peng let go of his hand, leaned back, took the wine glass handed over by Cui Ran, and said lightly: "I think you should understand the truth. A man with such a promising future like me will never
Feel free to accept a woman with an impure purpose. Moreover, there is no shortage of women around me who are better than you. Tell me, what do you want from me?"