Standing beside the fire dragon, Zhao Sanjin wiped the blood on the corner of his mouth, took the water from the fire dragon and rinsed his mouth. He looked apologetically at Liu Jingtian, who asked someone to rescue Meng Tianqi in the challenge arena. He was ready to leave with the fire dragon and Liu Yingying.

Sun Feihu is now beaten to death for his own sake. Zhao Sanjin must go and have a look as soon as possible. Maybe he can take people from Lord Yan. In addition to being a brother, Zhao Sanjin also has a doctor's identity, which makes Zhao Sanjin have to hurry.

"Mr. Zhao!" just when he left, there was a soft cry in his ear, which made Zhao Sanjin a little stunned.

"Miss Su?" Zhao Sanjin was puzzled, but he turned around with patience. He looked at Su Qingxue curiously and asked with a smile, "what's the matter? Does Miss Su have anything else?"

"There is something really." Su Qingxue nodded noncommittally. When she just wanted to continue to speak, she turned her eyes on Huolong and Liu Yingying. She asked awkwardly, "can you take a step to talk?"

"This..." Zhao Sanjin hesitated to look at Liu Yingying. After getting Liu Yingying's permission, he nodded.

"Be careful, this woman is not simple. Don't be fooled. She's still helping people with money." however, when Zhao Sanjin took a step, Liu Yingying gently pinched the meat around Zhao Sanjin's waist and whispered an order.

Zhao Sanjin didn't answer, but nodded silently, and left the ground floor with Su Qingxue's back.

There are five floors in the club. Except that the fifth floor needs specific talents to enter, the other floors can enter and exit at will. As long as you have money, you can spend freely and freely in these four floors.

"Doesn't it mean that the fifth floor is not allowed to enter casually?" Zhao Sanjin looked at Su Qingxue with some doubts and pressed the ascending elevator to the fifth floor. He couldn't help but smile and asked.

"This woman really has a long way to go." Zhao Sanjin shook his head helplessly. At the moment he saved Su Qingxue, he was pointed at with a gun. Zhao Sanjin knew that the woman's origin was terrible. In places where guns are strictly prohibited in China, he can still match guns at will, which can already explain a problem.

You know, Xia Lingmo is the daughter of the Xia family. The people around him who protect him are also thugs with guns. Anyway, Zhao Sanjin hasn't seen it.

While lamenting the background of women, Zhao Sanjin is also curious. The identity background has been so strong that Su Qingxue needs his own help?

"Miss Su, let's talk about something." Zhao Sanjin urged.

It can be said that it is a complete coincidence to save Su Qingxue. As for the feeling that he is somewhat similar to Xia Lingmo, it is also when Su Qingxue is in his arms that Zhao Sanjing will have this illusion.

Naturally, from beginning to end, Zhao Sanjin didn't want to have anything to do with Su Qingxue. Even if he guessed that Su Qingxue's background was surprisingly strong, Zhao Sanjin didn't mean this.

"Mr. Zhao is so anxious?" Su Qingxue clutching her small mouth and giggling, glanced at the drinks on the drink list and said with a smile: "although the price of the drinks in the club is amazing, the taste is really good, especially the lemonade is refined to an extreme, which is equivalent to taste."

"It seems that Miss Su is still a regular here." Zhao Sanjin nodded noncommittally, naturally believing Su Qingxue's statement.

What's more, I think so. This cup of lemonade that can be done for ten yuan outside has suddenly turned 66 times. If it still tastes like the outside, Zhao Sanjin can only say that the Gaotian family is not a thing.

"Regular customers can't tell. They just know the boss of the club, so they have the privilege of eating and drinking freely." Su Qingxue smiled, took two glasses of lemonade from the waiter and gave Zhao Sanjin a cup.

"Oh?" Zhao Sanjin was shocked and unhappy. He directly asked, "so you have a good relationship with the people of Gaotian family?"

However, as soon as the words were exported, Zhao Sanjin immediately regretted it.

"Gaotian family?" Zhao Sanjin's words made Su Qingxue slightly stunned. Looking at Zhao Sanjin again, her face had become dignified, and even there was a touch of ponder in the dignified.

"It seems that Mr. Zhao has a good relationship with the Gaotian family!" Su Qingxue said with a meaningful smile: "although the 'Tianchi club' can attract nobles from all over the world, there are no more than 100 people who know that the Gaotian family is behind the club."

The national "Tianchi club" is making every day's progress, attracting countless rich people, but there are not more than 100 people who know the real boss?

Looking at the number of people in the country, it will not exceed 100. What concept is this?

Zhao Sanjin didn't dare to imagine, but Zhao Sanjin was curious. How did Huolong know who was the boss behind the "Tianchi club"? Among them

Zhao Sanjin didn't think about it.