"You said Tianyu, he is the son of my old friend!" He Guoqiang said with a smile as he looked at Ran Le, who was wearing a proper dress.

"Caicai, don't follow such a person!" Ran Le walked up to He Guoqiang and rubbed his shoulders for him.

"Let the young people solve the affairs of the young people themselves, let's not mix up!" He Guoqiang patted the hand of Wei Ran Ye and said.

In fact, there is no need for Ran Le to say that He Guoqiang, who has been working in the mall for so many years, can't see that Xing Tianyu is a little wrong when he comes back this time, and he is scheming.

Although He Guoqiang had seen that this kid was deep in the city before, this time he saw the essence of Xing Tianyu for a while, so he said that the young man's affairs should be solved by himself.

Therefore, He Guoqiang, who knows his daughter Mo Ruo's father, naturally believes that He Cai has the ability to distinguish between right and wrong, black and white!

The most important thing is that He Guoqiang did call Xing Tianyu's father many times, and their head office also called several times, but they could not be connected without exception, which had to make He Guoqiang suspicious.

Xing Tianyu suddenly returned to China and said what project he was working on, and He Guoqiang was skeptical!

"Well, it's me who is overthinking!" Ran Le smiled.

"Then our business is, don't you worry about it too much?" He Guoqiang twisted the sofa chair and hugged Ran Le.

"Our business!" Ran Le was stunned for a moment, and then smiled: "It's better to wait, you want to marry me home so soon?"

"Of course, I won't be able to sleep well if I don't marry you home for a day!" He Guoqiang said sweetly.

"Is your mouth getting better and better, or are you waiting, Guoqiang, okay?" Ran Le hugged He Guoqiang's head and pressed it to his chest, and a trace of sadness flashed between his eyebrows.

Liang Tiancheng received a call from Qinglin Ling to confirm that Mandela was registered and opened by a foreigner, and the identity of the owner behind the bar is very difficult to find out, but one thing is for sure, the manager and some staff of this bar are all from abroad.

Qing Lin Ling caught a staff member and used a special way to learn from him that all the people in Mandela's Bar came from one place, and that was the Dark Group!

At night, after a hot day, the city of Dade gradually cooled down, Mandela Bar business was tepid, due to high consumption and not many people went in and out, at this time, if you observe carefully, you will find that the Mandela Hotel is gradually used for a large number of people!

Liang Tiancheng stood at the door of the bar and looked upstairs, at this time, a pair of eyes also looked down, the two looked at each other, and the man pulled up the curtains.

"Damn, I didn't expect him to have such a keen sense of smell!" Houston picked up his suit on a rack and walked out with a sexy and mature manager: "I'm still too careless!"

"Mr. Houston, please instruct!"

The sexy and mature manager followed Houston and didn't dare to say much, just asking for orders.

"Leave everyone behind, blow up Mandela if necessary, it's not good!" Houston shook his head and walked towards the back door.

"Yes!" said the sexy mature manager with a deep bow.

"You come with me!" Houston said as he walked to the back door, stopped, and turned to look at the sexy and mature manager.

"Yes, sir!" the sexy mature manager bowed again, and this sentence saved her, otherwise she would have disappeared with this Mandela!

Houston took the sexy and mature female manager out of the back door and saw a group of people surrounded by black pressing, but what kind of character Houston is, he naturally has the courage to be able to achieve the position of deputy director in the dark group.

Turning her head to look at the sexy and mature manager next to her, the woman nodded, and pulled out a miniature *** in a garbage bin at the back door.

Da Da Da ......

The sexy and mature manager took the ** and had become a murderer at this time, and after a few shots, he forcibly opened up a path in the black crowd.

"Get in the car!"

Houston had already ridden on an off-road bike and yelled at the sexy and mature manager, and rushed out with a throttle!

Woowoo......

The roar of the motor was accompanied by the sound of ** clattering from time to time from Mandela's back door.

"Brother Liang ran two!"

You Tianshuai ran to Liang Tiancheng's side and said tremblingly.

"Let's go in!" Liang Tiancheng didn't blame You Tianshuai, nodded and walked into Mandela's bar with You Tianshuai, and the two remaining people still had to be solved.

"Are you here to die?"

The bald man, who was going to find Liang Tiancheng to test his strength that day, sat on a chair steadily, and dozens of subordinates stood up behind him.

"So confident?"

Liang Tiancheng looked at the ** in the bald man's hand and was stunned, and then hurriedly looked at You Tianshuai and gave him a look.

You Tianshuai is not a general, so he naturally understood what Liang Tiancheng meant, and hurriedly ran out towards the door of the bar, but before he could run out, the door of the bar was tightly closed.

"Our mission is to kill you, I heard that your strength is good, but you must die today, either under my fist or on the ** in my hands!"

The bald man grabbed the ** in his hand, squinted his eyes and looked at Liang Tiancheng and said: "Of course, I still hope that you can die on my fist, because I don't want to be buried with you!"

"What a big breath!"

Liang Tiancheng smiled faintly, he was calculating how many chances he had if he wanted to grab the ** in the other party's hand, and was there only one ** in their hands?

"Then try to say it!" The bald man threw the ** to his subordinates and stood up, clenched his fists with both hands and went towards Liang Tiancheng.

"You don't deserve to fight Brother Liang!"

An honest voice was abruptly displayed in Mandela's bar, and Liang Dong didn't wait for the bald head to shoot at Liang Tiancheng before swinging out a fist at the bald head.

"Look for death!"

Bald was a little surprised, someone was hiding in the bar, he didn't even notice it, he was furious, and turned around and threw a punch at Liang Dong.

Bang!

The two fists collided solidly, and the bald man's height Ma Da's fist was even bigger than Liang Dong, who looked already very strong, but as a result, the bald man was punched back a few steps.

The foundation of Liang Dong's Baji Fist is incomparable to the bald head, and the strength of the two is actually very different!

The bald head is just a thug in the dark group, and he can't be called a killer at all!

Liang Dong used to be a special soldier, and later followed Liang Tiancheng and was secretly trained by him, how could he be comparable to a thug!