Chapter 715 If you don’t hit someone for a day, your hands will feel itchy.
As much fun as it is to show off, it will be as hard as getting beaten.
Su Mu could kill any of the bastards who couldn't get up there with just one finger.
But after all, it is a public event, and killing someone will have a bad impact.
It was a bit of a torment but not stressful at all.
Several yellow hairs soon fell to the ground, either with broken arms or legs.
The boss is a ruthless person. He stares at Su Mu and threatens:
"Young man from Mainland China, how dare you hurt anyone? You are dead, I won't let you go!"
Su Mu walked up to him with a smile, and with a room card in his hand, he gently put it into the boss's T-shirt pocket:
"What a coincidence, I won't let you go either."
"This is the room card for the presidential suite on the top floor of the Peninsula Hotel. You can use the greatest strength you can to come to me at any time."
"If you don't come to me, I will come to you."
"Don't worry, you don't have to tell me your name. I promise, I can find you even if you run into space."
Su Mu gently patted the old guy's chest, smiled, turned around, opened his hands, and laughed loudly:
"Let's go, my darlings..."
The boss stayed where he was and didn't wake up until Su Mu and others left.
"Fight on the street!"
"Too arrogant!"
"You bastards, have I raised you in vain? Get out of here and spread the word right away. I'll target that man on the street and issue a fatwa to kill him."
Hong Kong Island clubs often play various secondary school tricks.
If someone has a grudge against someone, there will always be a Jianghu fatwa or Jianghu death order. If the other party is a woman, a Jianghu female murder order will be issued.
The battle was quite big, but it was basically all talk. A hundred people fought, and if one or two were killed, it would be considered a victory. The typical thunder was loud but the rain was small.
Although Hong Kong's clubs are famous all over the world, they are only at the bottom of the list in terms of ruthlessness.
Mexican drug lords are ruthless and don't talk much.
Just when Su Mu and others returned to the hotel, a piece of news broke among the Hong Kong community.
A mainland boy used 5,000 yuan to defraud an antique worth 200 million Hong Kong dollars from the second-road Marshal Pocket-faced Hu brother's shop in Hongsheng, Hutchison Branch.
Not only did he swindle money, but he also injured people.
Hongshengtang directly issued a pursuit order for this mainland boy.
The general manager of Hongshengtang and Pan Zhiju, the reporter, were both alarmed.
200 million antiques?
Pan Zhiju spoke directly and sent his son Pan Guohua to handle the matter personally.
Regardless of the club's reaction, after Su Mu came out of the store, he directly took out his phone and called Ye Xiao:
"Old Ye, it's time to work."
Using Night Owl, who has returned to the throne as the world's killer king, to deal with a society in Hong Kong Island is simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer.
But that's what Su Mu did.
All the club talkers in Hong Kong combined together are probably not enough for Ye Xiao to kill.
While the wives went back to their rooms to take a shower, Su Mu took a quick shower and started sorting out the things he bought.
What a prodigal bitch.
Except for the elder sister, the other eight people purchased an average of more than 20 items, all of which were piled in Su Mu's storage space.
They were sorted into categories to make sure there was no mistake. Su Mu was happily thinking about whose window he should start climbing from at night, when the phone in the room suddenly rang.
He thought it was some VIP benefits provided by the hotel. After the call was connected, he didn't expect a voice with a strange accent on the other end of the phone:
"Legou She's surname is Su?"
Su Mu was stunned and cursed:
"Pujie, who are you?"
Unexpectedly, Su Mu opened his mouth to curse on the other end of the phone, and his breathing suddenly became heavy:
"As long as you know Cantonese, what's your name?"
I'm a jerk.
Su Mu replied directly:
"I am your father. In Mandarin terms, I am your father. You are the one who shot it like a dog, you idiot!"
The phone was hung up with a bang.
In front of the Peninsula Hotel, three cars were parked quietly. In the Wilfa car in the middle, a young man dressed in British clothes stared blankly at his hung up cell phone, and after a long time he cursed:
"Go to the street! Don't you dare my father? Kill him to death."
But thinking that the two hundred million dollars had not yet been received, he suppressed his anger and dialed the phone again, saying in Mandarin:
"Le is Su Sheng, I am Pan Guohua, and Hutchison Pan Zhiju is my dad. If you have hair, you can say it well."
Su Mu was so surprised that he didn't laugh.
He opened his mouth and cursed:
"Grandson, I don't care who you are, screw yourself. If you dare to call me again, believe it or not, I will kill your whole family."
Pan Guohua only felt that anger was rising in his heart, and evil was growing in his courage.
Damn it, your mother.
"The person named Su is really seeking death. He is so talkative. Please warm up to him. Come down immediately. Kneel down and give me a slap in the face. Then hand over the antique. I hope you will." No more washing!”
Su Mu laughed loudly:
"I see, you turned out to be a comedian, grandson, do you know who I am?"
"Who cares about the mud system? I told Le that my gunmen have surrounded the hotel and Xi Wenzhong can't get down. When they take action, Le will end up very miserable."
Su Mu almost laughed like a pig.
What a shooter.
Still surrounding the hotel?
Not to mention now, even before returning, you were still bragging.
If the other party said that he had a number 100 boy holding a watermelon knife and blocking him at the door, Su Mu would not believe it.
A middle school boy becomes a shooter?
Then come on.
Close the door and release Ye Xiao.
If I don’t take care of your daddy, you won’t be able to survive.
He pretended to be frightened and directly begged for mercy:
"I'm scared, how can you let me go?"
Pan Guohua succeeded in intimidating him, and he immediately became arrogant:
"You know what I want."
Su Mu was silent for a while and said:
"How can I trust you not to kill me?"
Pan Guohua laughed and said:
"Fight on the street, you are really afraid of death. I know that you have status in the mainland, otherwise you would not be able to drive the Peninsula Presidential Suite. In this case, I will call the general manager of the Peninsula Hotel to meet with you alone and give me the things. We are all friends, how about it?"
"You come on."
Su Mu hung up the phone with a sneer on his lips.
Pan Guohua got out of the car triumphantly and walked into the Peninsula Hotel.
The hotel general manager quickly greeted him:
"Master Pan, what do you think you have to do?"
When he heard that Pan Guohua was going to the top floor to meet a man named Su, the general manager couldn't help but change his face and said with a smile:
"Master Pan, I'm sorry, that guest...!"
Pan Guohua interrupted impatiently:
"No nonsense, I have something to do with him, I just need you to be a witness."
The general manager thought about it for a long time and finally decided to take Pan Guohua up.
Su Mu must be an all-powerful being that he can't afford to offend.
Because there is no need for anything else, Xie Yutong’s background is too amazing.
That is the existence that the boss behind him can't even try to curry favor with. It is said that he is a wealthy family in Hong Kong, and even having his feet licked is not enough.
With such an identity, I still have to wait for this Su Sheng in person.
And yesterday, the lady even pushed the coffee she had drunk in front of Su Sheng.
And this Su Sheng is definitely not a pretty boy.
The general manager still has this look in his eyes.
Coupled with the meal at Sushi Saito last night, the general manager was so frightened that he almost shut down.
This Su Sheng, surprisingly, has an ambiguous relationship with those eight distinguished ladies.
It's too scary.
But this Pan Guohua is a local snake.
It is also an existence that he cannot afford to offend.
What happened next was fun.
Just after the general manager personally knocked on Su Mu's door and took Pan Guohua in.
Su Mu didn't even close the door, he walked directly in front of Pan Guohua with a smile and grabbed his collar.
Then……!
Snap!
Snap!
Snap!
Pan Guohua was slapped until stars popped out, and then his vision went dark.
Su Mu punched him in the eye socket twice.
Pan Shao has panda eyes.
Not to mention, Su Mu kicked him in the crotch again.
Ouch!!
Mr. Pan howled miserably and immediately fell to the ground like a shrimp, unable to get up again.
The huge pain ripped apart the brain in an instant.
The general manager was dumbfounded as he watched all this happen, not daring to leave or speak.
Su Mu chuckled, clapped his hands, and spread his hands to the general manager:
"I'm sorry, my hands are itchy if I don't hit anyone for a day."
The general manager wanted to cry but had no tears.