I have ten trillion licking dog gold

Enter the elevator.

He Junru couldn't help turning her head to look at her sister.

"You and him, know each other?"

He Yihui looked calm, and said "huh" with precious words like gold.

Of course, He Junru is not a person who likes to gossip, but at this time, she still couldn't suppress the gushing curiosity, and asked further: "How did you know each other?"

He Yihui turned her head and looked at her, her lips, which were not painted on lipstick but looked like roses, moved.

"coincide."

"coincide?"

"I went to Black Sand Beach once, and he happened to be there, and he bought me a few cans of beer."

"So he asked you for money just now?"

He Yihui nodded.

He Junru's eyes changed, and finally he smiled dumbly.

"It's really fate."

He Yihui was noncommittal. In terms of the skills of the city government, there may still be a certain gap between her and this half-sister, but in terms of expression control, she is probably not inferior.

"Sister, who is he?"

"Jiang Chen, you don't even know his name, do you?" He Junru joked.

"He told me that he came to Haojiang for tourism."

He Jun smiled and looked at the elevator door, "I don't know much about his background. I only had dinner with him once, with Miss Vera."

Immediately, He Junru added: "He and Lan Peizhi are also friends."

"Blood Avalokitesvara from the East China Sea?"

He Junru nodded.

He Yihui was quiet for a moment, and then said to herself, "I can't tell."

It's really like meeting an opponent at chess and meeting a good talent.

Neither of them could see that the other was a "dragon and phoenix among men".

He Junru couldn't help laughing, and turned her head to look.

Although age is not a very private matter, it is meaningful to reveal it proactively.

The relationship between the two is definitely not as simple as it says.

"The 25 yuan, you have to pay me back."

He Junru said.

at the same time.

The elevator doors to the first floor opened.

He Junru walked out with a smile.

Seventeen floors.

Jiang Chen, who had received 25 yuan, squeezed his mouth, stood at the door for a long time, and finally shook his head dumbfounded.

Sometimes life is indeed more fantastic than movies.

Even when he was beaten to death, he never thought that the half-race beauty with an unusual appetite was actually the daughter of the king of gambling.

In Haojiang, has anyone ever been so aggressive in asking for a debt from the gambling king's daughter?

should not.

on the corridor.

Yi Ren has gone.

Jiang Chen closed the door, and walked to the left again.

He came out just now, intending to see Vera, but was delayed by He Yihui.

However, this gambling king's daughter is indeed a very trustworthy person. She said that she told him her age when they met next time, and she really fulfilled her promise.

"Miss He Junru came here just now?"

"Well, how do you know?"

"I bumped into her."

Regarding He Yihui, Jiang Chen didn't mention much, "What is she doing here?"

"What do you think?" Vera asked back.

"Certificate of innocence?" Jiang Chen said.

"It shouldn't be He Shi who did it."

Vera crossed her legs gracefully, and the pointed high-heeled shoes on her feet were shiny, making people itch.

"I think so too, He shouldn't be so short-sighted."

Jiang Chen nodded, and then said: "I asked my friends in Korea to check, those killers were indeed from Yanbian, they came to Haojiang five days ago, and before they set off, a sum of money was credited into their accounts , 50 US dollars."

"$50?"

Vera frowned, and suddenly looked sullen again.

Also.

She's only worth half a million dollars?

Who do you look down on?
However, considering the scoring situation, for the poor Yanbian, 50 US dollars is already a huge sum that can be ignored.

and.

Even if he looks down on her, the real object of the look down on shouldn't be her.

"Well, 50 million."

Looking at the calm and prestige face, Jiang Chen added: "This money was sent from Shenzhou."

Vera looked.

Jiang Chen looked at her.

The payment was made from China.

In other words, the instigator behind the scenes is in China, and foreign forces can almost be ruled out.

In addition to being annoyed, Vera couldn't help being a little puzzled. She should have no enemies in Shenzhou. She even said that few people knew who she was.

At first, she began to suspect that some people in the West were playing tricks while she was here in Haojiang, but now it was clear that this guess had no ground.

In the east, who would want to put her to death?

"Can you find out who made the payment?"

Vera asked.

Jiang Chen shook his head, "The other party has made preparations, and it's not his own account, and the account has been canceled now."

Vera was not disappointed either.

It would be a miracle if it could be found so easily.

"It's best not to let me know who it is."

Under the gentle tone, there was a strong murderous intent.

Jiang Chen looked at that cold little face, his eyes flickered.

He had already suspected that those people from Yanbian came here for him, and the assassination of Vera was just an oolong. Now it is almost certain that the people from Shenzhou are behind the scenes, and the suspicion in his heart can't help but become stronger.

of course.

He mentioned it last time, but it was denied by Vera. This time, without sufficient evidence, it seems difficult to mention it again.

"If you want people not to know, you have to do nothing. Hao Jiang is still under the control of the He family. As long as the He family is willing to help, sooner or later they will be caught."

at the same time.

Song Chaoge stood in the room, overlooking the Oriental Casino through the clean and transparent floor-to-ceiling windows.

Haojiang is still bustling and bustling, nothing unusual.

"Song Shao, I'm sorry, I messed up the matter."

Behind.

Jiuwenlong, who called the wind and rain in the south of the Yangtze River, lowered his noble head.

Song Chaoge didn't say a word.

Needle drop can be heard in the expensive prestige suite.It was eerily quiet.

Geng Long lowered his head and remained motionless.

"It's none of your business."

The voice finally sounded.

No joy or anger.

Geng Long raised his head, hesitated to speak, and finally said nothing.

No need to explain.

Although the opponent is quite cunning and actually uses people as a shield, you can't ask the opponent to kill you immediately, right?

"...Song Shao, should I leave Haojiang first?"

"Why are you leaving?"

Song Chaoge turned his back, and never turned around.

"Now the whole Haojiang is looking for the murderer, I'm worried..."

"Have you met?"

Genglong was silent for a while, and said "um".

Song Chaoge calmed down, then shook his head and sighed, "I'm too impatient."

Geng Long pursed his lips tightly.

Of course he understood that he shouldn't meet those people from Yanbian, but...

He couldn't sleep at night when he thought of that Jiang's face.

"Now the whole Haojiang is looking for the murderer. If you leave suddenly at this time, don't you just call yourself?"

Geng Long was taken aback, looking at the back in front of him, he really didn't expect this point.

"Stay, it's okay."

Song Chaoge turned around and said with a smile.

"Young Master Song, one person is responsible for everything, and I will never implicate you."

After finishing speaking, Geng Long bowed to Song Chaoge, turned around and left for the first time without waiting for the other party to speak.

on the corridor.

When he met Guo Anle, Genglong just called out "Guo Shao", and passed by without a pause.

Guo Anle couldn't help but stop, looked back at Genglong's back, and felt that the other party was a little strange.

The strong figure quickly disappeared into the corridor.

Without going back to his room, Genglong entered the elevator, pressed the button for the first floor, then took out his mobile phone and made a call.

"Mr. Geng."

Without exchanging too many pleasantries, Geng Long poked him straight and asked, "Mr. Yu, where are you?"

That end was obviously Yu Guangrong, the number one lord in Haojiang.

"I'm at MGM, Mr. Geng, what's the matter?"

"I wonder if Mr. Yu has time?"

"When?"

"Now."

Yu Guangrong pondered for a while, probably looking at his watch, "I'm afraid it won't work now, maybe in an hour."

"Okay, I'll come to MGM in an hour."

"No, Mr. Yu, go to Huibo, I'll wait for you there."

"it is good."

Geng Long put down his cell phone, on the first floor, the elevator door opened, and he walked out.

"Brother Long."

Pull the door open.

"boom."

Genglong turned his backhand and closed the rear door.

The two hands were taken aback, not knowing why.

"Book your tickets immediately and leave Haojiang."

The two exchanged glances and asked in confusion, "Brother Long, what's wrong?"

"Don't ask, go to the airport immediately and take the nearest flight."

Both hands trembled, looking at Geng Long whose face was as heavy as water, he didn't dare to say anything more.

"Okay, Brother Long."

Geng Long walked around to the driver's seat, opened the car door, got in, and drove away by himself.

Ho's industries are not only casinos and hotels, but also commercial companies.

Huibo is one of them.

It's just that Yu Guangrong occupies a certain share in this company and serves as the general manager.

Genglong got out of the car, looked up at the magnificent building reflecting the light in the sun, sat in the car for 10 minutes, then opened the door and walked out.

"Mr. Geng, Mr. Yu is still on the way, please sit down for a while."

The female secretary in a black silk skirt brought tea, and when she bent down, the ravine was alluring.

But for a character like Geng Long, a woman is just an insignificant tool.

"Thank you."

About a quarter of an hour later, Yu Guangrong came to the company and entered the building under the protection of four burly men.

"Is he here?"

"Well, Mr. Geng has been waiting for more than ten minutes."

Yu Guangrong nodded and looked in the direction of the reception room.

"Go get busy."

The female secretary smiled obediently, turned around, and left with her plump buttocks swaying.

Yu Guangrong walked towards the reception room.

"Mr. Geng, sorry for the long wait."

Yu Guangrong, who arrived on time, pushed open the door of the reception room.

"I'm here early."

Geng Long stood up.

Yu Guangrong raised his hand, "Sit."

The two sat down.

"Mr. Geng is looking for me so urgently, is there something urgent?"

Yu Guangrong asked with a smile, the mature man's square face didn't look like a gangster at all, but like a successful businessman.

"Mr. Yu is in Haojiang, and his hands and eyes are in the sky. I wonder if I can help you get some guns?"

This was not so straightforward, so that Yu Guangrong was a little caught off guard, and his smile froze for a while.

He looked at Geng Long's face with a scar at the corner of his brow, and confirmed, "Guns?"

Geng Long nodded calmly.

Yu Guangrong pondered for a while, "May I ask, what does Mr. Geng want guns for?"

"Mr. Yu should have heard about Oriental Mandarin, right?"

Genglong looked at him.

Yu Guangrong did not deny it, nodded and said, "I heard."

"The Haojiang River is not peaceful now, so I want to get some weapons to defend myself." Geng Long said: "Only by being prepared can there be no danger."

This reason is reasonable and quite in line with his identity as a nine-pattern dragon.

Yu Guangrong didn't show any signs, and seemed to be thinking.

Geng Long didn't urge him, he picked up his teacup and drank tea.

A few seconds later, Yu Guangrong looked at him and asked tentatively, "What kind of gun does Mr. Geng want?"

"What does Mr. Yu have?"

Geng Long asked back.

Yu Guangrong smiled faintly: "If Mr. Geng only needs simple weapons, I can think of a way. If Mr. Geng has very high requirements, then I'm afraid..."

Geng Long also smiled, held the teacup, and repeated: "It's just for self-defense."

Yu Guangrong nodded.

"understood."

"Then trouble Mr. Yu."

"Mr. Geng is polite."

"Then I won't disturb Mr. Yu."

The two got up.

The two shook hands.

"Mr. Yu stay."

Stopping Yu Guangrong to send him off politely, Geng Long left the reception room.

Yu Guangrong didn't insist either. After Genglong left, he sat down in the reception room alone. His right hand unconsciously pinched the tiger's mouth with his left hand, his eyes thoughtful.

The assassination that took place at Mandarin Oriental last night has caused a lot of trouble in the city.

Not only the official, but the He family has also issued an order for a thorough investigation.

The black and white leaders gave orders at the same time, and the whole Haojiang River was moved upon hearing the news.

Now everyone is investigating the origin of those killers.

really.

These Yanbian rats will never do anything good.

Although the accident happened only last night, Yu Guangrong knew about those Yanbian guys when they first arrived in Haojiang.

However, he deliberately did not monitor, so he did not know who was behind the scenes.

This decision is undoubtedly wise.

Otherwise, he would not be able to sit here with peace of mind and an ignorant attitude.

The less trouble, the better.

Sometimes, you have to learn to close your eyes.

But now...

Need weapons for self-defense.

This reason is reasonable, but it seems that it lacks sufficient persuasion.

The killer has been wiped out. At this time, if he is the mastermind behind the scenes, he may be too busy to take care of himself. It is too late to clear up the suspicion, and there is no possibility of causing trouble, unless...

Yu Guangrong kept pinching his jaws, and suddenly, a bold guess popped up in his mind.

Is it.

Those Yanbian mice were found by that Jiuwenlong just now?

Thinking about it carefully, Yu Guangrong felt that the logic didn't make any sense.

Even if Genglong really did find it, what reason does he have to attack Westerners?

He knows what Jiu Wenlong is like, but no matter how vicious and vicious he is, he won't...

This is no longer killing innocent people indiscriminately, it is asking for trouble.

But anyone with a little brain should not do this.

After thinking about it, Yu Guangrong still couldn't give himself a satisfactory explanation, but he couldn't figure it out, but he understood one thing.

Now that Geng Long found him, he definitely couldn't pretend to be deaf and dumb anymore.

He was just a spectator standing on the shore, and he didn't want to be dragged into the sea.

"A troubled autumn."

With his right hand loosened from his left hand, Yu Guangrong, who climbed from a humble Junket Operator to the top of Haojiang step by step, muttered to himself, then took out his mobile phone and made a call. After the call was connected, his expression restrained.

"Miss He, I'm Yu Guangrong."

"There is something I want to report to you."