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Chapter 1666 The Man Wearing the Silver Mask 3

...a chilling feeling of being threatened.

In the shadows, Xuan Zhihuang narrowed his eyes, and a strange light flashed in his bewitching glass pupils.

Sure enough, consistent with the information she found, this person was the Lord of the Silver Pavilion, always wearing a silver mask.

At that time, when she saw the information, she was still slandering in her heart. Maybe the owner of the Silver Pavilion was too ugly and had too low self-esteem, so she didn't dare to show her true face.

But according to the current situation, it feels a bit wrong. Just looking at the man's mouth and eyes, she feels that he must be very...beautiful.

However, as beautiful as she is, she will soon be killed by her gun.

What a pity.

Xuan Zhihuang curled the corner of her lower lip with a half-smile, her eyes were cold and evil.

……

The Lord of the Silver Pavilion walked straight in, and shot out a pair of icy eagle-like eyes, coldly looking around the entire top floor, passing the floor-to-ceiling curtains without stopping.

Then walk to the other side of the oval table in the middle and sit down.

"Pavilion Master, the most important thing in business is time. You are late." The boss of the Western European gangster looked unhappy, and his tone of voice seemed to be losing his temper.

The Lord of the Silver Pavilion raised his eyebrows, no, it should be Xuan Zhihuang guessed from the man's slightly pursed lips, and he made a slightly raised eyebrow.

Very indifferent, even more rebellious.

The Lord of the Silver Pavilion picked up the red wine glass at hand, with distinct finger bones, and his slender fingertips were pinching the bottom, exposing a section of wrist bone.

He took a sip of red wine, pursed his thin lips coldly, and said suddenly,

"It's exactly nine o'clock. You came early."

The authentic English sounds like a gorgeous baritone, like the strings played by a cello, with a breathtaking coldness.

Xuan Zhihuang was slightly startled and frowned.

……

The boss of the Western European black-gang looked at the time. It was really nine o'clock, not a second off.

"Then can we start talking about cooperation?"

The Lord of the Silver Pavilion flexed his index finger, tapped twice on the table, and responded lukewarmly.

Even Xuan Zhihuang couldn't help laughing.

Tsk tsk, how can this pavilion master have an attitude of talking about cooperation with others, it is so f*cking crazy.

This hasn't even started yet, and it's already foreseeable that the business will definitely collapse in the end.

Sure enough, as Xuan Zhihuang expected.

In less than a quarter of an hour, the boss of the Western European gang/gang wanted to cooperate with the Silver Pavilion and monopolize the underground underworld markets in Western Europe, but he slapped the table with his hot face and cold ass, angrily.

"Pavilion Master, what do you mean by this!"

"That is, it means that I don't want to do business with you." The owner of the Silver Pavilion played with the goblet in his hand, and his colder tone unabashedly sneered, "I came tonight to tell you, don't do it behind your back. Small trick, you secretly bought a large number of arms and weapons in Monaco, and then came to call me to cooperate, buy and sell, you are not afraid of choking on such fatty meat?"

The boss of Xiou suddenly turned pale, his pupils widened in shock, and he didn't expect to be found out.

"Well, am I right?" The Silver Pavilion Master sneered even more mockingly.

"You..." The boss of Xi'an suddenly threw his hand, and the red wine glass on the table fell straight to the ground, "So what, someone on the street pays a billion for your life, and the person who takes it is The number one female killer, Fenghuang, even if I choke on the fat, you may not be alive to eat it!"

(End of this chapter)