The phone call was from Kang Yi.

Kang Yi kept asking Lin Chong for forgiveness on the phone, speaking incoherently, with fear and nervousness in his voice.

Lin Chong seemed to have a fearful and uneasy face before his eyes, and he couldn't help but frown slightly.

"That's it."

He was impatient to listen to Kang Yiduo, so he hung up the phone simply and neatly.

Several girls looked at him curiously, and Chen Qing asked, "Master, who is the person who called?"

"It's the person I was in the coffee shop before." Lin Chong put away his phone and said as if nothing had happened, "He called me to forgive me, but he didn't expect the business card to work."

"Of course it works. Do you think too much about yourself and Galaxy Military Industry Group?"

Lu Yin hit Lin Chong with her shoulders. With this action, her plump breasts immediately rippled in a wonderful range: "When you arrive abroad, you will find your identity more effective. You are qualified to be a guest of honor in many countries. Our group's products are very popular."

Lin Chong refused to comment: "Is that true?"

"What tone do you mean?" Lu Yin was very dissatisfied with Lin Chongman's careless attitude, and his rosy cherry lips pouted, "Don't you believe my sister's words?"

In front of Lin Chong, Lu Yin could not control her emotions and often showed a rare expression of her daughter, but there was no sense of incongruity.

Women are always delicate and sensitive in front of the man they like.

If it were normal, she would have been very coquettish at Lin Chong, but at this moment there were a few other girls next to her, so she didn't dare to act too obviously, so she had to throw Lin Chong a pretty roll of eyes.

Lin Chong opened his mouth and was about to talk. Su Miao, who was walking on the other side, coughed lightly and said coldly: "President Lu, you are no longer a child. Don't pout at any time. There are many people around you watching."

"I don't care what others think."

Lu Yin raised her chin, revealing her snow-white neck, and lifted a ray of show beside her shoulders with her jade hand, instantly revealing an extremely moving style, which made the men who came from the opposite side look straight: "As long as Brother Lin doesn't hate it, Brother Lin, do you hate your sister?"

Lin Chong shook his head: "I don't hate it."

When Lu Yin heard this, she smiled and handed Su Miao a hidden look, as if she was proud and as if she was showing off.

Su Miaoying pursed her lips slightly, and she let out a soft hum on her nostrils. She turned her head and said nothing. She made up her mind to make sure to give Lu Yin a good look when Lin Chong was not around, so that she could know who was the real master.

Yang Ying looked at Su Miao and Lu Yin, and always felt that the atmosphere between these two big sisters was quite strange.

Chen Qing touched his stomach and urged: "Let's go to have a meal quickly. My stomach is starving to death. What should I eat for lunch?"

"The private room has been booked, right in the restaurant in front. To celebrate Brother Lin's official appointment, I invite all of us to a seafood meal today."

Lu Yin was afraid that Su Miao would wear her shoes, so she came to her side, held her white and slender jade arm, and said with a flattering look: "Sister, are you tired? I'll help you go."

Su Miao could no longer maintain her cold expression, and broke free from Lu Yin's palm, and said angrily: "Walk well, don't make trouble."

Lin Chong looked at them with a happy look and couldn't help but smile, and a peaceful and peaceful feeling came to his heart.

The same moment.

In Nancheng District, Donghai City, a secret private club.

An extended Rolls-Royce drove from a distance and stopped steadily in front of the club door. The door opened, and a tall and steady man walked out first.

This man is about thirties, as short as a needle, thick eyebrows as ink, and his eyes are full of shimmering between opening and closing. His eyes are sharp and sharp, as if he is a knife, he wants to pierce a person's body.

After getting off the car, he immediately looked around and confirmed that there was no danger. He opened the door of the back seat, and Su Xiaotian, wearing a white suit and Qiangwei, wearing a black long skirt, walked down.

Su Xiaotian frowned and looked at the closed door of the club. A trace of deepness flashed in his eyes: "Is it this here?"

The man said certainly: "Yes, it's here."

Su Xiaotian closed his eyes and pondered for a few seconds. When his eyes opened again, there was no emotion on his face, as if he was wearing a mask: "Knock on the door."

The man stepped forward without hesitation and knocked on the door. His knocking movements were very rhythmic, first two heavy and one light, then two light and one heavy, and finally "bang bang bang" and hit him hard three times.

After more than ten seconds.

The door opened quietly, revealing a man's face with a expressionless face.

This is a strong white man with gold head, no eyebrows, cold eyes, and his nose seemed to be cut off by some sharp weapon, revealing his black nostrils, looking extremely hideous and terrifying.

The white man glanced at the faces of Su Xiaotian and others. After seeing the faces of Su Xiaotian and others, he said nothing. He moved away from his body and reached out to make a move to Su Xiaotian.

The man who was knocking on the door stared and walked into the door.

However, after taking two steps, he was blocked by the white man.

The white man pressed his waist with one hand, and there was a black pistol in his arms. He shook his head slowly, his chin pointed at Su Xiaotian, and raised a finger.

The meaning of his action is self-evident, that is, only Su Xiaotian is allowed to enter alone.

Su Xiaotian took a deep breath, winked at the man and Qiangwei, signaling them to wait in place, then stepped forward and entered the club alone.

The door closed quietly again, isolating the inside and outside.

From beginning to end, the white man didn't say a word and led the way straight ahead, regardless of whether Su Xiaotian followed or not.

Su Xiaotian remembered his father's instructions, his face was as deep as water, his mind turned sharply, and he followed the white man silently and walked into the club.

Along the way, he saw many strange men and women, most of whom were foreigners, and a few Asians, who were silent without exception, with cold and fierce temperament. If you want to give an example, it would be like a killing machine without any emotion.

Although Su Xiaotian does not understand martial arts, his eyesight is amazing. It can be seen that these men and women are elites who have been fighting for the rest of their lives. His temperament is very similar to Blood Dragon and others.

He remembered what he saw along the way in his heart to prepare to report to his father when he went back.

The white man took Su Xiaotian to stop outside a door and finally spoke. His voice was dry and hoarse, like two iron pieces rubbing against each other, and there was no harshness and strangeness: "Your Excellency, the guest has been brought here."

His is not Yanhuang or English, but German.
Chapter completed!