In the presidential suite of the Nanjing Xuanwu Hotel, Zhang Zhuo looked down at the ticket extension information on his mobile phone and rubbed his head a little irritably!

Dongzi, who had just finished taking a bath, walked into the house shirtless, looked at Zhang Zhuo, who was worried, and asked, "What's wrong, brother?"

"Originally, there was nothing wrong with the transfer, but it was snowing heavily at home, and the plane was delayed!"

"Then go to sleep, who has a trick if you delay!" Dongzi said indifferently and then turned around and called the housekeeping department to prepare to order food!

Zhang Zhuo also knows that no one can change this thing, so let's stop and stay!

After a while, the housekeeping department sent a lot of food, and Minghui and Xiaojun also came over to eat in the suite, and then went back to C City after resting and resting after finishing the work!

When Zhang Zhuo and the four of them were eating, drinking and chatting, an Iveco and a Maybach stopped outside the Xuanwu Hotel!

A young man wearing a black trench coat got out of the car while making a phone call!

"Don't worry, brother, the people are up there, I'll go up and come down! Don't worry, little brother!" the young man said with a smile and assurance, and came to the door of the Xuanwu Hotel!

"Okay, got it, brother!" the young man looked up at the many people who walked by the door, and then hung up after saying a word to the person on the phone!

"What about people?" asked the young man after glancing up at the hotel.

"Where's the master suite up there!" replied a little brother!

"Come, the people I brought with me go up, remember what I said, the others wait downstairs, and then deal with it directly! Go and contact the manager on duty in Xuanwu today, and say that I will come to do something!" The young man gave the task to everyone and walked quickly towards the hotel!

Five or six minutes later, the young man took the lead and brought many people to the door of the presidential suite where Zhang Zhuo was, and then the young man gently waved his hand to signal that everyone should be quiet, and then knocked lightly on the door!

"Who?" asked Jun!

"Is it Zhang Zhuo, Brother Zhuo lives here?" the young man asked with a smile!

The room was silent for a moment!

On the sofa, Zhang Zhuo frowned a little unexpectedly, and then raised his eyebrows at Xiaojun!

Joon turned around and opened the door directly!

"You wait!" the young man said very politely to the people he had brought, and then walked into the suite!

Zhang Zhuo looked at the young man who walked in a little dazed, because he definitely didn't know him, so he asked with a smile, "Brother knows me?"

The young man nodded and smiled, then sat down in an empty seat, then reached out and generously took out a box of cigarettes from his pocket, lit one for Zhang Zhuo, and then said, "Brother Zhuo, if you don't go home, okay?"

As soon as this sentence came out, Zhang Zhuo stared at this young man with a cigarette in his mouth and stared at this young man!

Dongzi snapped the chopsticks in his hand, and then ran over directly, and the section of the chopsticks was put on the young man's neck!

The people brought by the young man outside the room rushed in with a cheer, Xiaojun and Minghui didn't hesitate at all and stood up directly in front of everyone, it didn't matter if they didn't have anything in their hands, whoever came over now would definitely be over!

"Hehe, Brother Dong, don't be impulsive! You guys who have traveled a long distance must not be inconvenient to bring things, I don't bully people, you give me a coat and open it to see my inner arms!" The young man raised his head and said to Dongzi with a sincere smile on his face.

"!" Dongzi scolded and then directly opened the young man's windbreaker, and a ninety-two with a holster appeared brightly!

"Brother Dong, if you like it, just take it and play with it, look at the goods! Don't take it away when you go back, just remember to return me!" the young man said again!

Dongzi didn't hesitate at all and directly dragged Jiuer out, and after taking this drag, Dongzi was sweating!

Why is this ninety-two on fire! What is it called hanging on fire? Is it loaded, do you think about who takes ninety-two out of the house, and puts it in his pocket and loads? Dongzi turned his head and glanced at Zhang Zhuo, Zhang Zhuo shook his head, and then continued to smoke without speaking!

Dongzi handed it to the young man a little helplessly, and threw the chopsticks in his hand aside!

The young brothers who rushed in all had their hands in their arms, and this seemed to be the problem solved, so they took them out and walked backwards!

Zhang Zhuo looked at the young man up and down for a while, and then asked, "Brother won't let me go home, I don't understand it!"

"I'm going to mess up the peaches at home, so I don't want you to go back and mix them, do you understand?" said the young man, lighting a cigarette himself!

"Who do you represent?" Zhang Zhuo asked casually!

"I don't mean anyone!" said the young man with a smile.

"Then I'm very strange, brother, you have nothing to do with anyone, why do you ask me to do this and that? I'm so bullied? I don't dare to move?" As soon as Zhang Zhuo's words fell, Dongzi, Minghui, and Xiaojun were nervous again, and their little eyes flashed and they were about to kill!

"Brother Zhuo, what I said is good, think about it yourself, what are you going to do when you go back? Who can you do to it? Look at yourself again, are your pants worn outside? You are clamoring to maintain world peace? Even if you don't wear pants outside, you bring a mask, and the mask is okay without you wearing a mask? What are you doing with such a thankless effort?" The young man shook his head and said something before looking at Zhang Zhuo with a smile, waiting for his reply!

"Well, what you said makes a lot of sense, brother! I can't maintain world peace!" Zhang Zhuo nodded to indicate that the young man was right, but Zhang Zhuo raised his head sharply and stared at the young man and asked, "You just say that if you think I dare to move, it's over!" With Zhang Zhuo's shout, Zhang Zhuoteng stood up suddenly, stretched out his hand and snatched it for the young man's ninety-two, and pulled the trigger on the young man's head!

After two loud bangs in a row, the young man's ears buzzed and waved his hand to signal the brothers who rushed in not to move, the young man stood up and hugged his fist at Zhang Zhuo and said, "Brother Zhuo, if you have anything to call my brother, don't talk about the sword mountain and the sea of fire, it is designated to make you feel comfortable!"

Zhang Zhuo also smiled and threw Jiu'er to the young man, and then said to the young man, "Bring a good one to your eldest brother, by the way, tell him what to do at home, those are all brothers who break bones and tendons, don't be so suspicious, I'll go back, it'll be fine!"

"Big brother said the same thing, so I came here because I was curious! Let's go, Brother Zhuo!" The young man smiled and hugged his fists at the four of them, then rubbed his ears and turned to leave!

Downstairs in the Xuanwu Hotel, the young man smiled and dialed the phone just now!

"Got deflated?" asked the person on the phone with a smile.

"The hands are really hard, I don't admire these people, why don't I dare to go back to my hometown to play after playing in the south for so many years, it's just that these old cannons are too hard, it hurts too much to think about!"

"Okay, come back if you want, no one can stop these people!" The person on the phone sighed and hung up the phone in his hand!