It took nearly three days to drive all the way from Yunnan Province to Shenzhen.

All the way, the rest of the people never drove onto the highway.

Wang Xiang led a group of subordinates and returned to the deep market.

Through the dusty car window, looking at the unfamiliar but already yesterday's yellow building outside, Wang Xiang felt a burst of emotion in his heart.

I dropped out of school after graduating from junior high school, and it has been many years.

Wang Xiang never thought that he would have such a strange feeling of this city!

"Boss, can you just find a hotel to rest?" said the group member who was driving, with a slightly tired face.

Wang Xiang came back to his senses, and then said, "Let's find a hotel first!"

Although everyone is day and night, they are inevitably tired.

With Wang Xiang's physique now, although he can't feel tired physically, he is also very tired mentally.

Wang Xiangdu is already like this, and others can imagine it.

Therefore, going to the hotel to rest first is the most important thing at present.

"Di Di Di ~"

Wang Xiang took out his satellite phone and connected it.

"Hey!"

Wang Xiang only said one word and stopped.

"Boss, it's me!"

When Wang Xiang heard this voice, he smiled and said, "Lingfeng, it's you!"

"Boss, I heard from Ivan that you have arrived in the deep market!" He Lingfeng asked.

"Yes, we've just entered the realm of the deep market. Wang Xiang responded.

"Boss, I've already booked the hotel, you can just come over later!" He Lingfeng said.

"I have a heart!" Wang Xiang said.

The two spoke a little more and hung up the phone.

The convoy traveled for about half an hour before arriving at the hotel He Lingfeng had booked.

Wang Xiang got out of the car and was introduced to the hotel by He Lingfeng, who was waiting at the door.

Took the elevator upstairs.

He nodded to the eight members standing at the door, and then closed the door.

Wang Xiang stayed in the Presidential Suite No. 1909.

The accompanying personnel were also arranged by He Lingfeng on the 17th, 19th and 20th floors. (Hotels and residences are generally taboo on the 18th floor, which means eighteen floors of hell.) ）

The three-story hotel room where it is located has been sealed by He Ling.

On the one hand, it is for Wang Xiang's safety issues, and on the other hand, it is also to avoid trouble.

The Kirin Hotel is also a five-star hotel with a good reputation in Shenzhen.

Although it is not the best hotel in Shenzhen, it is also very expensive.

He Lingfeng originally wanted to charter the entire hotel, but after the front desk contacted the manager who was frightened by He Lingfeng's big money, the front desk manager hurriedly ran out to dissuade He Lingfeng.

The Qilin Hotel opened its door just to do business, and to dissuade He Lingfeng from doing so, it was also for the sake of fame.

It's not that Kirin Hotel doesn't want to make money, but this money really can't be earned!

In the end, He Lingfeng was persuaded by the front desk manager to charter the 17th to 20th floors instead.

This time, the members of the Demon Knights who stayed on the 17th to 20th floors, in addition to the team that accompanied the team this time, there were also thirty pioneers.

There were about 80 people.

Although Huaxia strictly censored and banned firearms, it could not stop everyone in the Demon Knights from wearing pistols.

This time when he returned to China, Wang Xiang made many preparations, so Wang Xiang was actually not too worried about his safety.

On the one hand, the accompanying personnel are fully sufficient in China to deal with accidents from non-state sources.

On the other hand, although Wang Xiang's ability is still standing still at the double and fourth levels, it is also enough to protect himself.

After closing the door, Wang Xiang went straight to the bathing room to take a comfortable hot bath.

For a while, Wang Xiang felt that the mental exhaustion was also washed away by the pleasure enjoyed by the body.

Just as Wang Xiang was enjoying himself, the phone in the guest room rang.

Wang Xiang originally didn't plan to pay attention to it, expecting it to stop naturally.

Who knows, the other party is endless, so that the phone in the guest room can't stop at all.

Helpless, Wang Xiang had no choice but to wrap up a bath towel and walk out bare.

Wang Xiang's expression was a little displeased, and his tone was naturally not too good, he picked up the phone and asked in a cold tone, "Who?"

"Mr. Wang Xiangwang from room 1909? I'm the front desk of the hotel! I'm really sorry for calling you so much! However, I have a guest here, and he said that he is your friend, so I have to call until you answer! I'm really sorry, the other party said that there was an urgent matter, so I did this, and if it bothered you, I would like to apologize!" On the other side of the phone, a pleasant female voice came.

Wang Xiang frowned, did not scold, but still asked coldly, "What's his name?"

"Mr. Wang, the other party said that he wanted to talk to you on the phone, I don't know if I can?" asked the front desk lady carefully.

Wang Xiang's brows furrowed even deeper, staying at the Kirin Hotel, Wang Xiangke had never shown his name.

Whether it was the check-in procedures or others, it was all handled by He Lingfeng.

You know, Wang Xiang has not stepped into the Kirin Hotel for half an hour, who can know that he has stayed in room 1909 so quickly?

Wang Xiang had a faint guess in his heart.

"Give him the phone!" Wang Xiang groaned for a moment before he said.

"Okay!" replied the front desk lady.

Less than half a minute after the words at the front desk fell, Wang Xiang heard a man's voice from the phone.

The voice was very unfamiliar, a little hoarse, but it was still loud.

"Hello, Mr. Wang!"

"Who are you, we shouldn't know!" Wang Xiang said in a very affirmative tone.

"Mr. Wang, do you know anything about Cao Cao of the Three Kingdoms?" the other party asked rhetorically.

When Wang Xiang heard this, although he was puzzled, he also replied: "I have some understanding!"

"Then Mr. Wang, you should know about the ghosts of the Three Kingdoms under Cao Cao, right?" the other party asked again.

Wang Xiang's brows tightened suddenly, and then said, "Don't be dumb, I know who you are here on!"

"Mr. Wang is really smart! In this case, at eight o'clock tonight, Feng Minglin will come out of the box on the sixth floor of the Qilin Hotel and wait for the driver!" said the other party with a smile.

"As promised!" Wang Xiang spit out four words lightly.

"Then we'll talk about it tonight!" the other party said and hung up the phone.

Wang Xiang put down the earpiece in his hand, and his furrowed brows gradually relaxed.

For this moment, how could Wang Xiang not expect it.

Now that you are mentally prepared, you will naturally not be too entangled.

Three Kingdoms ghosts?

Guo Jia?

Wang Xiang thought of this, and the corners of his mouth curled inexplicably.

The other party is quite interesting, with the identity of the other party, he can clearly say his identity openly, why is he so funny?

Wang Xiang has silently labeled the other party as an elderly middle school second.