Demon King Lingzhihuang is the best in the world

Chapter 352
The glove man shook his neck again, and after a few clicks, he said with a smile: "Brother, it seems that these people are coming to fight with us, just in time, my fists have been itching for several days."

"Who are you? Why are you here to make trouble?" Director Security asked the two people in front of him coldly.

The man in the sunglasses was still sitting on the sofa, motionless, and only said indifferently: "We are here to do business, not to make trouble."

Director Security narrowed his eyes slightly, and said, "Oh? Do something? What are you doing?"

"I want to know, who is the black card holder who spent at the hotel yesterday, and what room is he staying in?" the man in sunglasses asked calmly.

Black card holder?Director Security looked at the lobby manager with some doubts. The Clinton Hotel has not received black card holders for several years. Did they receive them yesterday?
The lobby manager nodded again and again: "Director An, you were not here yesterday, so I didn't report to you. There is indeed a black card holder staying here."

It turns out that Director An is a person who has seen the world, so he naturally knows that it is impossible for ordinary people to get such a treasure as a black card. Those who hold a black card must have a very complicated background. A special and honorable person.

There are many such people, and there are many enemies. The two in front of them are obviously here to seek revenge.

"I'm sorry, I'm afraid I can't help you. Black card holders are the most honored guests of my Clinton Hotel. We must not disclose the information of the guests to outsiders," said the director, and at the same time he slapped the four security guards behind him. A gesture signaled them to prepare for war, and it is very likely that they will start war immediately.

"Can't? Huh!" The man in sunglasses snorted unhappily, and waved his hands towards the man in gloves: "Aren't your hands itchy? Go and scratch them."

The glove man was very satisfied with the arrangement, and strode towards the Security Council.

The Security Council quickly retreated to the side, and ordered four security guards with batons to rush forward.

However, before he could see the battle situation clearly, the battle was over, and the four heroic and extraordinary security guards fell to the ground one after another, their hands and legs were broken, and they screamed in pain.

The glove man walked towards Director An, pinched his neck with one hand, and only heard a light click, and Director An's body fell limply.

"Er Bao, didn't I tell you not to kill anyone?" The man in the sunglasses changed his face instantly, and said angrily.

Er Bao scratched his head and said with a dry smile: "Brother, I'm sorry, I didn't control my strength for a while, lost consciousness, lost consciousness."

The lobby manager, who had been watching from the sidelines, suddenly lost his legs. He fell to the ground and stared blankly at the dead Director An. Did he just die in front of him?

"Boy, do you know what to do now?" The glove man approached the lobby manager and asked.

A puddle of yellow liquid flowed out from under the manager of the lobby, and he peed in fright. . .

Under Erbao's intimidation, he finally couldn't stand the pressure and told the black card holder's room number, the plum name of the presidential suite.

The two knocked out the lobby manager and the four injured security guards, left the VIP room, and went directly to the plum room.

They knocked on the door of Meizi's room, but no one answered. They finally lost the patience to wait and kicked the door open. The luxurious presidential suite appeared in front of them. Er Bao couldn't help but marvel: "The rich man really will enjoy”

The two of them searched the entire suite, but they didn't see a single person. Could it be that they ran away after hearing the news?

Just when the two were about to call Ying Gang, a crisp voice suddenly sounded: "Are you looking for me?"

(End of this chapter)