350.Chapter 350: The wind is all over the building
This is a very luxuriously decorated villa, surrounded by cameras and black-clad bodyguards.
Pan Zeyang was sitting on the sofa, all naked, holding a wine glass in his left hand and a cigar in his right hand. A hot little bee under his crotch was working hard to collect honey.
"Silk---"
Panze narrowed his eyes slightly happily, took a sip of red wine, and asked aloud: "Achang, are you sure Fang Dusha really went to the Gold Coast?"
"Yes, Mr. Ze, Fang Dusha went as the head of the medical team, and Ye Dong was among the medical staff accompanying this time." Achang looked straight ahead, looking at Pan Zeyang and the woman.
Their actions seemed to be unconscious.
"Ye Dong! It's Ye Dong again. This turtle son has repeatedly ruined my good deeds. I will make sure he never comes back from this trip to the Gold Coast."
Pan Zeyang drank the red wine in one gulp, and the expression on his face became ferocious. He suddenly stood up from the sofa and fiercely pressed the woman's head to his crotch. His waist shook violently.
The woman under her crotch almost suffocated, her nose flapped violently, and she made a gurgling sound in her throat.
Seeing the pitiful look in the woman's eyes, Pan Zeyang seemed to be even more excited. He pushed his waist forward suddenly, and his whole body trembled slightly with pleasure. The woman almost choked to death and rolled her eyes.
"You're very good at playing the flute. I'll give you a cigar as a reward."
As he spoke, Pan Zeyang pressed the burning cigar in his right hand hard against the woman's smooth back.
"ah----"
"Slut, you scream for me. The louder you scream, the more excited I am."
The expression on Pan Zeyang's face became distorted. He kicked the woman away from his crotch, picked up the clothes on the sofa, rubbed his body and walked out, getting dressed as he walked.
"Damn it! You can't even play the flute well, and you touched my dick with your teeth, and you still claim to be some kind of bullshit music teacher. Ah Chang, throw this stinky woman to the Gui Ji woman in the red light street tomorrow, I believe she can sell it
The price is good, you can use the money from the sale to have tea with your brothers." Pan Zeyang said as he walked.
Achang thanked her repeatedly and looked back at the woman, without any emotion on his face.
When he arrived at the door of the hall, Pan Zeyang had already put on his clothes. He straightened his collar in front of the glass with a gentlemanly smile on his face.
"Achang, prepare the car. Let's go to the Gold Coast. There are beautiful girls on the sunny beaches. It's a good place to meet in love."
Achang agreed and went out to prepare the car.
Pan Zeyang looked out at the night sky that was dyed red with neon lights, stretched his arms comfortably, and said with a smile to himself: "Ye Dong, if you can live to see the sun tomorrow, I will take your surname!"
Achang drove the car over, Pan Zeyang jumped into the car, and the black Volvo disappeared into the night in an instant.
Tonight, Pan Zeyang is going to meet a big shot, an old general of the Pan family, a figure who once dominated the world, and is also one of the few generals in China!
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At the same time, a black Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle was speeding along the highway from Leshan to Haiming City.
Mo Tianya was driving the car. Next to him sat the short and fat man Qi Shanpao, but there was only one person sitting in the two rows of seats behind him.
The man was a tall and thin old man. The old man had his hair parted in the middle. His hair was smeared with hair wax. The middle parting line was like a ditch. He wore a pair of round black-rimmed glasses on his skinny cheeks. At first glance, he looked like
Japanese translator during World War II.
The old man sat on the seat and smoked his pipe in silence, and the carriage was filled with smoke.
But Mo Tianya and Qi Shanpao didn't even take a breath, and didn't even dare to frown, for fear of offending the old man behind them.
The old man took a puff on the long cigarette rod, and knocked the pipe still with sparks casually in the carriage. The ash and the burning tobacco were all shaken on the leather seats of the carriage.
The old man cleaned the pipe, filled it with smoke, lit it with a match, and started smoking again.
Mo Tianya had known for a long time that his uncle was a heavy smoker, but he didn't expect it to be so big. Since he got in the car, this was already the thirteenth time that his uncle had to smoke. The smoke in the car was as good as Wushan.
Yanyu could hardly see anything clearly from the driver's seat to the back row. But he didn't dare to open the window without his uncle's order.
After taking a puff of cigarette, the skinny old man finally spoke.
"How long does it take to get to Haiming City?"
"Uncle, there are still three hours of driving." Mo Tianya said respectfully.
"How do you two feel now? Have you been fainted?" the old man asked.
"Uncle Master, we're fine." Qi Shanpao said with a smile, but he sneezed as soon as he spoke.
"You still say you're fine? I'm choking and sneezing. Open the window quickly. I want to see the sea while I'm still alive, but I don't want to die on the highway with you two."
Mo Tianya and Qi Shanpao felt as if they were on the receiving end of amnesty upon hearing this. They couldn't wait to open the car windows and breathe in the fresh air.
"How strong is that kid? He doesn't even dare to take action with mountain cannons?" the old man asked.
"Uncle Master, it's not that I don't dare to take action, it's just that I can't see through the evil formations around that villa." Qi Shanpao explained cautiously.
"Can't see through?"
Snap!
The old man raised his pipe pot and hit Qi Shanpao hard on the head, "I usually ask you to read more books about formations, but you just don't listen. How about it? This time you met an expert, are you stupid?
"
His head hurt like crazy, but Qi Shanpao didn't dare to move at all, and just endured it without saying a word.
The old man looked at Mo Tianya who was driving and asked: "Tianya has fought against that kid, so he should know his strength. Tell me how strong he is?"
Mo Tianya drove the car carefully, thinking carefully about his words: "I think he is at least a fifth-level soldier, maybe a sixth-level soldier..."
"Forget it, drive your car carefully. Even if you say it, you haven't said it yet." The old man said and continued to smoke.
After a while, the old man suddenly smiled, his skinny face as ugly as a cracked walnut skin, "Whether he is a fifth-level soldier or a sixth-level soldier, I want him to die tonight!"
"Ah! Who is scolding me?"
Ye Dong took a warm shower and sneezed as soon as he walked out of the bathroom.
"Boss, why would someone scold you?" Sun Xiao had a sly smile on his face, pointed to the rooms on both sides and said with a smile: "Maybe some little nurse is missing you."
"I miss you so much, go take a shower immediately and wash your stinky feet clean by the way." Ye Dong raised his foot and kicked Sun Xiao into the bathroom.
I picked up the remote control and turned on the TV, and what I saw was the weather forecast: "Strong wind warning. Affected by the cold air from Siberia, our city will experience heavy rainfall from tonight to tomorrow day, accompanied by strong winds...
