When night fell, the magic capital showed its other side in the darkness, just like the celebrities of the Republic of China, wearing cheongsam, dignified and beautiful but sexy and enchanting, disdainful of the countrymen.

No. 50 Shanxi Road, which is a century-old building, a fusion of European and Mediterranean styles, is quaint, gorgeous and artistic.

The building is the private property of the Sabah family, and it has a name, Oriental Lodge.

It is said that the name was given to Rubio's grandmother when she was a child and took refuge here, and it is not known what it was, or perhaps no name at all, but it has been called the Oriental Cottage ever since.

It was already dark, but the doors and windows of the Oriental Cottage were closed, and there was not a trace of light, like an ancient house that no one lived in, or even forgotten. There is also a frightening story, a young lady in red clothes hanged herself in that house, with a cotton rope knot, her hands tied behind her back, her legs hanging in the air at 180 degrees, and a red candle......

The young lady who died like this asked if you were afraid?

Unafraid?

Then add a blood-stained leather whip.

However, there was not a young lady in red clothes hanging from the beams of the Oriental Cottage, but there were red candles.

The king sat by the menorah and looked at the candle that burned quietly. The warm candlelight shone on his face, which was pale and bloodless, giving the impression that he had been dead for days.

But he's still alive, and he's in a good mood.

The reason why his face is like this is because it is not his face, it is actually a mask. It is a high-tech product, handmade, high-end customization, exclusive luxury, worth 100,000 US dollars, as long as it is smeared with cosmetics that increase the color of blood, he can pass through any face recognition security system, and there is nothing wrong with the naked eye.

He's been wearing this mask for a year, and in a few months, it's time for a new one this summer. He had already thought about it, and the next time he changed his mask, he would choose a young and handsome face no matter what.

With this face now, it's too hard to pick up a girl. Although most girls can get their hands on it with money, he prefers girls who are not moved by money.

Suddenly, there was a noise outside the door.

The merchant took a breath and exhaled and blew out the candle.

Click.

The lock on the door was opened, and a man pushed it open and walked in, then closed the door again.

Syllable!

The person who came in reached out and pressed the light switch on the wall, but there was only the sound of the switch, but the light in the living room was not on.

"Why is there a power outage? Could it be that the stupid butler didn't pay the electricity bill?" said to himself the man who came in, feeling very unhappy.

The merchant said lightly: "Rubio, it's not that your housekeeper forgot to pay the electricity bill, but that I pulled out the insurance." ”

The person who came in was none other than Rubio, who had just been released.

"Who...... Who's there!"

The sudden sound from the darkness startled him.

"It's me, merchant. ”

Rubio breathed a sigh of relief, but then became angry: "Why did you sneak into my residence and unplug the power insurance, you are sick?"

Laugh at!

A small flame flickered in the darkness, it was a match.

The merchant lit the red candle on the menorah beside him with a match, and then shook his wrist with a very graceful movement to extinguish the match in the spoon.

The red candle burned again, and the dim light dispelled the darkness and illuminated the merchant's face.

Rubio saw the pale face, which looked like a fat version of Golda Statham, and a strange feeling suddenly welled up in his heart.

A strange smile appeared on the corner of the merchant's mouth: "Do I look like action star Statham?"

"Like a dead Statham. Rubio walked to the wine cabinet, he was in a bad mood and needed a drink to relax his emotions.

"Single malt whisky, plus a piece of ice, thank you. The merchant said.

Rubio was already angry, and he was even more upset when he heard this: "You turned out all the cutouts, can there still be ice cubes in the refrigerator?"

"It's fine without ice. The merchant shrugged.

Rubio said angrily, "I just asked you why you unplugged the cutout, is that question difficult to answer?"

"If I unplug the cutout, the surveillance in this house won't work, and the female hacker from the Black Cauldron Company won't be able to hack into your house's security system and steal the information she wants. You have to let me explain such a simple thing, you let me down a little. The merchant sighed.

Rubio's anger subsided a bit, but he wasn't the kind of person who would apologize casually. He found the cellar and grabbed a bottle of Scotch single malt whisky that was at least 30 years old, and then walked over with two more flat glasses.

Red candles.

The peasy smell of whisky flows slowly in the air, but it can't take away the loneliness and melancholy of the two men.

Rubio clinked glasses with the merchant, said nothing, raised his glass and drank about 50 milliliters of whiskey into his stomach in one gulp. The hot wine seemed to awaken something, his eyes also had a little brightness, and his silent thoughts seemed to be active. Then, a man's face appeared in his mind, and the mood that had just improved a little bit collapsed in an instant.

That man was Li Zi'an.

"Merchant, not only did your plan fail to get me back to Mei Ji, but it also landed me in the police station. If it weren't for the fact that I knew our ambassador and asked Mr. Ambassador to come forward to explain and vouch, I am afraid that I would still not be able to get out of the police station. You have made me lose face, I haven't even come to settle accounts with you, you actually sneaked into my house, are you really vegetarian in our Sabah family?" Rubio's voice was filled with suppressed anger.

There was no expression on the merchant's face, and his tone was still the same immortal: "The news that someone is gone, that's why Li Zi'an will transfer Chen Qing to another place, and then dig a trap for you to pour in." ”

"Who leaked the news?" Nubio's eyes flashed with a knife-like coldness.

The merchant said lightly, "I'm sure it's not me." ”

"And you mean me?"

"I'm sure it's not you. ”

"Who's that?"

The merchant shrugged his shoulders: "Who am I going to ask if you ask me?"

Rubio was slightly stunned, he really wanted to smash his fist on Golda Statham's nose, but in the end he endured it.

"I told you a long time ago that Li Zi'an is not a fuel-efficient lamp, and you alone can't deal with him at all, so we still have to cooperate. ”

Rubio picked up the bottle and poured the wine: "I received the news that the stock of the Winning Group fell today, and there are so many news on the market about the Winning Group being sanctioned by the lighthouse that the number of people is unclear, is this what you did?"

A smile appeared on the corner of the businessman's mouth: "Isn't this what I do? This is just the beginning, my goal is all the outstanding shares of Wanding Group." ”

"Your appetite is really not small, but even if you take all the outstanding shares of the Winning Group, it is only 40 percent, and you can only become a major shareholder of the Stable Group at most, and you can't control the Winning Group at all. ”

"I see it as the next ZJ company, or even stronger, even if you don't control the Winner Group, 40% of the shares are a huge fortune. I'm a businessman, and in my eyes profit is the most important thing. I didn't say I wanted to control Winner Group, I just wanted to make money. ”

"I think you're using me, you asked me to divert Li Zi'an's attention, and then you took the opportunity to snipe at the stock of his wife's company. ”

"If you think about it that way, there's nothing wrong with that. ”

Rubio snorted coldly: "No one has ever been able to take advantage of the people of the Saba family for nothing, and you are no exception!"

The merchant laughed, "Sure enough, you are young and vigorous, how can you be sure that your Sabah family is not one of us?"

"What do you mean?"

"The smoke is shrouded, and the way home is long. The merchant read it again.

Rubio's expression changed, and this sentence had an incomparably sacred meaning to him, like a scripture in an old new book, which could not be blasphemed.

"I know that you Sabah family also has this holy phrase that has been passed down from generation to generation, and so does the road company. I am a merchant among the members of the twelve round tables of the Road Company, and you can ask your father about my story, I have told you a long time ago, I am friends with your father, and I am entrusted by him to help you, so ......" The merchant cut off his words at this point, and slowly raised his glass, and drank the mellow whiskey from the glass.

"So what?" Rubio was a little anxious, interested in the story told by the merchant.

He knew the value and significance of the Word, but he knew too little about it, and he was very interested in everything about it.

But just as he was looking at the merchant, the merchant suddenly slapped his right hand holding the wine glass on the coffee table.

Touch!

The glass shattered, the coffee table cracked, and a large hole was split alive.

Rubio was stunned.

From the time he came in two seconds ago, he didn't take the merchant seriously, because he was the second son of the Sabah family, and if he wanted, he could even mobilize a regiment of special forces, and even get the Mossad to do things for him and provide the help he needed.

In fact, on the way back, he was thinking about whether to go up to the Mossad lurking in this land and come out to help. The presence of the merchant had disrupted his thinking, and now it had muddied his mind.

A Gotta Statham who looked like he was dead, and he looked weak, but he slapped his coffee table, you must know that it was a mahogany coffee table a few centimeters thick!

The merchant raised his palm, pulled out the broken glass slag embedded in his palm, and said lightly, "So, don't threaten me, okay?"

Rubio nodded subconsciously.

For the first time, his heart was filled with awe of this fake Gorda Statham.

A stiff smile appeared on the merchant's face: "Then I'll talk to you about my next step." ”

Rubio nodded again.