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144 The Donor Recognizes the Poor Monk?

At this time, a high-end business club in the central area of ​​Yanjing.

A man wearing a black suit and black sunglasses walked to the door and was stopped by the doorman.

"Sir, this is a membership system. This is your membership card!" The doorman had never seen this man before, so he stopped him and asked for his membership card. Moreover, the doorman thought he was wearing sunglasses at night.

I always feel like there is something wrong with this person.

The man in sunglasses put his right hand into his underwear pocket and took out a diamond-encrusted card and handed it to the doorman.

When the doorman took the membership card, he noticed that the man in sunglasses had a scorpion tattooed on his tiger's mouth. After taking the membership card, he swiped the card on the device to display the relevant information on the card.[

"Sorry, Mr. Zhang, I have kept you waiting for so long. Please come in!" The doorman handed back the membership card with both hands respectfully, then opened the door of the club and let the man in sunglasses in.

After the man in sunglasses walked into the club, he went directly to the second floor, then turned right and came to the door of a vp private room on the far right side of the second floor. The man in sunglasses knocked on the door of the vp private room rhythmically, and soon the door of the vp private room was opened.

The door was opened, revealing a man with curly hair. After taking a look at the man with sunglasses, he opened the door and let the sunglasses in.

The lighting in the private room is dim, but you can still see the environment inside very clearly.

This private room is not very big. There is a woman sitting on the sofa on the right as soon as you enter. The woman's black hair is tied high on her head. She is wearing a white silk shirt with three-quarter sleeves. There are two buttons unbuttoned at the neck.

Her plump figure was looming, and she was wearing a pair of nine-point brown casual pants, and a pair of black high heels on her feet.

The woman's appearance is not very beautiful, but she looks very good-looking. The most important thing is that the woman's figure is very good. It should be convex and curvy. It is simply a devil's figure.

She is Mengying!

Standing next to Mengying was Kudo Kazuo. Kudo Kazuo lowered his head and glanced at the looming scenery on Mengying's chest, and couldn't help but swallow his saliva.

After seeing the private room, the man in sunglasses stood next to Mengying. Mengying looked up at the man in sunglasses, her eyes full of tenderness.

Kudo Kazuo, who was standing aside, couldn't help coughing when he saw Mengying's expression at this time.

Mengying straightened her expression, took a sip of the red wine in front of her, and then put it back, "Tell me, why we must meet this time."

Hearing the news, Mengying frowned, "This king's ambition is not small. The North and the South are uniting to deal with him. Not only does he fight back, but he also plans to capture two percent of the North and the South. Does he have the strength?"

The man in sunglasses reported to Mengying in detail the plans of Wang Xiaoer and Wang Hongru and Huang Xiaoshan in the morning. During the report, the man in sunglasses still had no emotion in his voice.

"What a good strategy to capture the thief and the king!" Mengying laughed, "I guess the king doesn't have that IQ. It should be Wang Hongru who noticed this, right?"

The man in sunglasses said nothing and just nodded.

"Madam, if this joint operation between the north and the south cannot defeat the king, then the king's strength will become even greater, and we will definitely have some resistance to our mission." Kudo Kazuo, who was standing aside, said.

"Yes, if that's the case, we probably won't be able to complete our mission in China in ten years." Mengying nodded in agreement.

"Kudo-kun, do you have any good ideas?" Mengying looked up at Kudo Kazuo and asked.

"This..." Kudo Kazuo was stopped by the question, his expression was a little awkward.[

"There is not much difference in strength between the north and the south, but if Nancheng is destroyed, Liu Huasong may not necessarily help. If Beicheng is destroyed, Marvin Yang's master will definitely help," the man in sunglasses said, "Although the Black Panther cannot be destroyed,

But it’s enough to kill the king.”

"You mean that we send people to secretly protect Chang Baocai and ask Chang Baocai to find Marven Yang's master to avenge Marven Yang, and then we can use Master Marven Yang's hand to get rid of Wang?"

The man in sunglasses nodded.

"But China, where the empire is, doesn't have many manpower to deploy, who should be sent there?" Mengying seemed to be talking to herself.

"The king's plan will definitely succeed. When the time comes, all the three cities in the southeast and north will be owned by the king. I will definitely be reused by then, so I can't reveal my identity." said the man in sunglasses.

"Madam, why don't you send Ishii-kun! He is a master of Yasukuni Soul, and he will definitely be able to complete the task." Kudo Kazuo said quickly.

"No!" Mengying rejected Kudo Kazuo's suggestion. "Precisely because Ishii-kun is an elite of the empire, he must not be sent on such a mission. Even if it is given to him, Ishii-kun may not go."

Being rejected by Mengying, Kudo Kazuo closed his mouth and his expression became a little unnatural.

"Kudo-kun, go ahead!" Mengyin thought for a moment and said.

"Hi." Kudo Kazuo agreed reluctantly, then raised his head and glared at the man in sunglasses.

At this time, Marvin Yang just wanted to die. His waist was broken, or he was no longer interesting. Moreover, he could die under a master like Wang Xiaoer, so Marvin Yang would regret to die.

Wang Xiaoer couldn't help but respect Marvin Yang in his heart. He was a respectable opponent. He would not attack the people around him like others, but would fight against him in a fair and just manner. Each person had his or her own destiny in life and death.

Wang Xiaoer took a deep breath, slowly stretched his hand towards Marvin Yang's throat, couldn't help closing his eyes, and then suddenly exerted force, only to hear a scratching sound, and Marvin Yang's head tilted

Dead!

Wang Xiaoer slowly opened his eyes and saw that Marvin Yang's face not only did not show any pain, but also had a faint smile.

Wang Xiaoer took out a cigarette from Marvin Yang, lit it, put it on Marvin Yang's head, then got up and drove away.

At this point, Beicheng Xiaoma Ge, one of the four top masters of the Yanjing underworld, died, and two of the four top masters were killed by Wang Xiaoer.

Wang Xiaoer took out his mobile phone and dialed Tetsuo's number while driving.

"What's the matter so late?" As soon as the phone was put to his ear, Tetsuo's voice came from inside.

"They have already started taking action," Wang Xiaoer said. "Marvin Yang has been killed by me. I just told you in advance to save you from complaining that I didn't inform you in advance."

"So fast?" Tetsuo's voice sounded very surprised. He only reminded Wang Xiaoer in the morning, but he didn't expect that they would already start taking action at night. "What are your plans?" Tetsuo asked.

Wang Xiaoer told Tetsuo what the three of them had discussed in the morning, "I mean to capture Nancheng and Beicheng in one fell swoop. What do you say?"

Tetsuo on the phone was silent. After a while, Tetsuo's voice came, "I agree, do you need my help?" [

"After the plan to capture the thief and capture the king was successful, we asked the police to raid all the entertainment venues, focusing on Nancheng and Beicheng. You should know what to do, right?" Wang Xiaoer said.

"I understand, be careful yourself!"

After hanging up the phone, Wang Xiaoer drove the car towards the Wonderland Bar in Dongcheng.

Wonderland on Earth is the gay bar that used to be a passion bar. Now it has become Huang Xiaoshan’s stronghold, so if you want to find Huang Xiaoshan, you can only go to Wonderland on Earth.

Suddenly, Wang Xiaoer saw a monk standing on the side of the road, knocking a wooden fish in his hand.

The car quickly drove past the monk. Wang Xiaoer felt that the monk looked familiar and wanted to turn around and take a closer look at the monk. But who would have thought that when Wang Xiaoer turned around to look for the monk on the roadside just now,

There were no traces of monks anywhere. It was so late at night, let alone monks, there were not even a single human figure, and there were very few vehicles.

Could it be that my eyes are deceived? It's impossible. My eyes can see through everything and can see things far away. How could I see that wrong?

Suddenly a thought flashed through Wang Xiaoer's mind, but he couldn't catch it. Just when he was about to think carefully about what the thought was that just flashed through his mind, he suddenly heard someone knocking on the car door glass.

.

Wang Xiaoer suddenly turned his head and looked over. This sight made Wang Xiaoer startled. He saw a bright bald head hanging down from the roof of the car.

"squeak."

Wang Xiaoer stepped on the brakes and then saw a body sliding down the front windshield. Wang Xiaoer was shocked and saw a monk standing in front of the car.

The monk's head was very bright, and there were nine dots of ordination incense scars on the top of his head. It was obvious that he had received the ordination.

At this time, the monk put his hands together and bowed slightly to Wang Xiaoer.

Wang Xiaoer didn't have time to think about that fleeting thought anymore. He opened the car and stuck his head out, "Master Hengkong?"

The monk was stunned when he heard Wang Xiaoer calling his name. He couldn't help but raised his head and looked at Wang Xiaoer, "Does the donor recognize this poor monk?"

"Master Hengkong, don't you recognize me?" Wang Xiaoer got out of the car excitedly and walked up to the monk, "It's me, Wang Xiaoer from the village at the foot of Songshan Mountain!"

Hearing the words Wang Xiaoer, the monk seemed to have some impression. Coupled with the address Wang Xiaoer mentioned, the monk looked at Wang Xiaoer with confusion, "Xiaoer, the donor is now the boss of Dongcheng?"

Wang Xiaoer nodded, "Does Master Hengkong definitely want to kill me?"

"Xiaoer!" Shi Hengkong sighed and said, "You really shouldn't say that you are Wang Xiaoer from the village at the foot of Songshan Mountain. If that were the case, I would feel better."

As he spoke, Shi Hengkong's mind flashed to the figure of the child in the village at the foot of Songshan Mountain ten years ago when he was in the Songshan Shaolin Forest, and his heart was filled with sadness.
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