God-level soldier

Chapter 399 Which Dog Are You From?
Zhao Bao took a quick look and saw Violet standing alone at the door of the hotel. The night breeze was blowing her long hair. Under the night, she was like a grass, lonely and lonely.

At this moment, Zhao Bao's eyes suddenly became gentle.

He suddenly understood that he really should do something to this woman.

Zhao Bao knew about Violet's background, and also knew that she had been a professional assassin in the Blood Gate Organization for many years. This alone was enough to make many people stop.

Especially Violet is such a beautiful woman. The more beautiful a woman works in the killer organization, the more pressure and danger she faces. Although Violet is wearing a disguise, which girl doesn't want to be more beautiful?
Thinking of this, Zhao Bao couldn't help but took a deep breath. For the first time, he thought that Violet's hard work these years might not be worse than his own.

Zhao Bao couldn't help but use his strength to hold the flowers, and he understood immediately, and he was ready to do something more.

At least not let Violet down!

When Zhao Bao walked up to Violet holding the flowers, the latter immediately calmed down and smiled at Zhao Bao. Her gaze soon fell on the flowers in Zhao Bao's hands. There was a flash of surprise.

"For you." Zhao Bao smiled and said, "Since you have said so, if I don't buy you flowers, then I really won't be a man."

"You're smart." Violet smiled, and when she took the flowers, her eyes quickly scanned the flowers, and she muttered silently in her heart.

Eleven flowers, one heart and one mind!
Violet looked at Zhao Bao quietly with a more complicated look, and then it disappeared. In her opinion, Zhao Bao should have bought eleven flowers after listening to the recommendation of the boss, otherwise according to her understanding of Zhao Bao, the other party You shouldn't buy such an ambiguous number.

At that moment, Violet calmed down and said with a light smile, "Thank you for the flowers, Zhao Bao. I took a look at this hotel just now, and I am quite satisfied."

"As long as you are satisfied." Zhao Bao nodded and said with a smile: "It's getting late now, how about we go have a meal together?"

Violet was slightly taken aback, she obviously didn't expect Zhao Bao to invite her, now a smile appeared on Violet's face: "Of course, I happen to be hungry too."

Looking at the smile on Violet's face, Zhao Bao's heart softened.

It suddenly occurred to him that Violet should spend all her birthdays alone for so many years.

According to Zi Luolan's temperament, even if it's her birthday, she probably won't tell Song Suxiang.

Zhao Bao sighed softly in his heart, he was a little helpless for such a paranoid and lonely woman, but he cared more.

Zhao Bao didn't talk nonsense this time, he drove his car to a luxuriously decorated hotel, there was a row of luxury cars parked in front of the hotel, even the lowest class cars were Cayenne cars.

Violet glanced at the situation, and said with some surprise: "Why did you come to such a high-end restaurant? Zhao Bao, you don't want to pretend to be a local tyrant in front of me, do you?"

Zhao Bao chuckled: "I'm a local tyrant."

"I don't believe it." Violet smiled lightly, even though she said so, the smile in the corner of her eyes became more and more obvious at this moment.

Zhao Bao took Zi Luolan to find a box in the restaurant and sat down. He specially handed the menu to Zi Luolan, and then said: "I'll go to the bathroom, and you can order the food, don't save me money."

Perhaps because Zhao Bao sent flowers, Violet's attitude was much gentler, and she nodded with a smile: "Okay, I will definitely make you bleed."

Zhao Bao laughed, turned and walked out of the room.

Zhao Bao went straight to the front desk. He paid more attention when he entered the door just now. There was a man in a suit standing next to the front desk. He was clearly the manager of the hotel.

Zhao Bao walked up to the other party and smiled, and said casually, "I want to rent the entire second floor, how much does it cost?"

The man in the suit was slightly taken aback, and smiled politely: "Sir, there are other guests dining here, I'm afraid I can't help you with this."

Zhao Bao shook his head and stretched out a finger calmly: "100 million?"

The man in the suit's expression changed slightly, and he said in embarrassment: "Sir, this is not good."

"500."

The second number reported by Zhao Bao stunned the man in the suit.

Now he didn't hesitate any more, and hurriedly said: "Don't worry, sir, give me 5 minutes, and I'll help you clean up the second floor."

"Then I'll trouble you." Zhao Bao smiled faintly. It's true that money can make ghosts turn the clock.

Watching the man in the suit leave with excitement, the two waiters at the front desk looked at Zhao Bao with obviously hot eyes.

"Handsome guy, are you going to surprise that lady just now?" The two waiters asked enviously.

Zhao Bao nodded and said with a smile, "Almost."

"Your girlfriend is really happy." Hearing Zhao Bao's confession, the eyes of the two of them looking at Zhao Bao became more and more hot.

Zhao Bao smiled calmly and didn't say much.

This kind of thing is nothing for him to show off. He has made a lot of money in the past, but he is not like other rich people who need to buy some luxury cars or villas. Zhao Bao’s money has always been there. In the card, little accumulated becomes more. Once Zhao Bao's wealth is exposed, it will be enough to shock any rich man in Zhong Hai.

For Zhao Bao, keeping a low profile is often the real way to show off.

"Sir, I don't think our manager can handle this well."

At this moment, Zhao Bao heard the waiter's voice, and he subconsciously turned his head and asked, "Why?"

The two waiters whispered: "Because a big man came to our hotel today. I heard that he has a strong background in Zhong Hai. When he came to the hotel for dinner, our boss personally greeted him."

"A big shot? What's his name?" Zhao Bao suddenly became interested. There are only a few people who can be considered big shots in Zhong Hai.

Just as the two waiters were about to speak, Zhao Bao suddenly heard a loud noise, as if something had been smashed, and the sound was extremely ear-piercing.

Zhao Bao followed the trend and saw a middle-aged man in luxurious clothes standing at the door of the box on the far left. He pointed at the hotel manager in front of him, and his face looked very unhappy.

"It's him. We just said that the big man is him." The waiter quickly said, "Sir, his name is Yang He, and he is very famous in Zhong Hai."

"Yang He?" Zhao Bao frowned. He was very unfamiliar with this name, or he had never heard of it.

"That's right, he is Yang He. Starting from Lantian Street, he is in charge of that street."

"Really?" Zhao Bao responded casually. He didn't know this Yang He at all. Since he had never heard of the other party's name, he didn't care about it at all.

Besides, even if the heads of the Liu family and the Sun family came today, they had to make way for Zhao Bao!
Under the surprised gazes of the two waiters, Zhao Bao walked directly towards the middle-aged man named Yang He, with extremely steady steps.

The two waiters who watched this scene looked surprised. In their opinion, Zhao Bao should have chosen to turn around and leave when he heard Yang He's name. As a result, Zhao Bao not only didn't leave, he didn't even have the slightest expression of surprise , just walked towards Yang He.

"Damn it, let me tell you, Manager Tang, did you take the wrong medicine today? How dare you ask me, Yang He, to step aside. Are you impatient?"

"Brother Yang, I actually don't want to do this, but our hotel is really inconvenient today."

As soon as Zhao Bao approached, the voices of Yang He and the manager reached his ears, and he saw Yang He's displeasure, pointing at the hotel manager and cursing, his mood even became a little irritable.

As soon as Yang He heard the manager's words, he immediately became angry: "I said Manager Tang, it seems that you are really going to do right with me? Even your boss wants to give me Yang He's face, why? You Could it be that now that you have found a backer, you dare to yell at me, Yang He?"

Manager Tang carefully glanced at Yang He. Just as he was about to speak, he suddenly noticed Zhao Bao standing beside him. His expression changed immediately, and he hurriedly said, "Sir, why are you here?"

Zhao Bao smiled lightly: "I think Manager Tang, you seem to be in trouble, so I'll come over and have a look."

Manager Tang smiled awkwardly: "It's not troublesome at all. I can finish this matter soon. Don't worry."

When Manager Tang said this, he had an embarrassing smile on his face, but his excited eyes were very obvious. Obviously, he didn't want to give up the 500 million that Zhao Bao said.

In front of so much money, Manager Tang couldn't refuse at all.

Yang He looked at Zhao Bao at this time, and said with contempt: "Yo, it seems that this matter has something to do with you. I said boy, which way are you on? Report your name and see if I, Yang He, recognize you." Know you."

Zhao Bao glanced at the other party casually: "You are not worthy."

Yang He's complexion suddenly darkened, and his eyes became extremely gloomy: "Boy, you are quite kind, and you are so ungrateful in front of me, Yang He, have you never even heard of my name, Yang He?" ?”

Looking at Yang He's angry expression, Zhao Bao shook his head unhurriedly, and said with a smile: "I'm sorry, I really haven't heard of your name, so I'd like to ask, which company do you belong to?" dog?"

Yang He clenched his fists, and said with a gloomy face: "Okay boy, it seems that if I don't teach you a lesson, you must fight me, Yang He, to the end."

As soon as Yang He's words fell, he raised his arm violently, and slammed towards Zhao Bao fiercely.

This time Yang He shot out completely in rage, his face was extremely serious, his fist was extremely sharp, and even aimed at Zhao Bao's throat.

Just from this point, it can be seen that Yang He is a veteran in fighting, and he targeted Zhao Bao's vitals as soon as he made a move, instead of fighting like a headless chicken like those punks.

(End of this chapter)