Chapter 131: They're Called the "Dragons"
Wuhu Garden, a famous high-end villa complex in Shanghai, each villa will not be less than 30 million yuan at worst. Pen Γ fun Γ Pavilion www. ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ο½ γ infoThe people who live here are either rich or expensive.
In Villa 188, the light in the living room is dim, and the moonlight casts in, adding a touch of cold light to the dim living room.
This is Sima Wencheng's villa, at this moment he is lying on his back on the sofa, his pants are down to his knees, and a brightly dressed young woman is lying on his lower body, sucking constantly, the scene is outrageous.
"Uh-hard baby...... Your kung fu is so good, you can definitely serve the president well. β
Sima Wencheng's "President" naturally refers to Shaogong: "As long as you serve well, I will definitely introduce you to President Menghang." At this time, Shaogong's identity and fame were unmatched in China for a while, and many people were beating him, especially the women who were involved in the entertainment industry, who only hated themselves for not having the opportunity to meet the president and were distressed. But although they have no way, they can find the closer people around the president through their own way.
Therefore, the top management of Menghang naturally became their target.
This woman who is serving Sima Wencheng is a young model, and she has not attended any colleges such as acting, but she has a good figure, especially the pair of "alarm chests", which is simply perfect, but what about a young model with a good figure, she can't even go to the catwalk without a way, if she doesn't pay, the car model doesn't have her share.
As long as you can think about it, are you afraid that you won't have a chance??
With such an idea, she let go of everything she had, not only with the identity of the car model queen, but also walked a few laps on several catwalks. But even so, in the eyes of the rich, she is still a small model, and the money she earns is not enough to buy cosmetics and bags for herself!
I heard that the entertainment industry is very mixed, as long as you are willing to pay and be appreciated, you can get ahead, and when the time comes, you can casually accept a few advertisements, and you can earn more than 10 million yuan a year.
It's a pity that he has a good figure, what if he is willing to pay, if he has no acting skills and is not recognized by the audience, he can only be on the 18th line, and he is still 108,000 miles away from becoming popular!!
At this time, Sima Wencheng went to their crew for an interview, and many people said that this person was a supernumerary senior executive of Menghang, because he could get someone else without an exclusive insider, saying that there was no relationship between him and Menghang's senior management, so the fool didn't reply!!As long as he got to know him, he would introduce himself to the first person in the Chinese entertainment industry, as long as he served that person well, and served him well, would it be a mirage to become a first-line star? ?
This Yi Xiaoqin is completely different from Su Daji's image, although she has long been played by men, but there is always a kind of demure and lovely classical beauty on her face, but although the long-term male and female only joy has not destroyed the classical beauty, it also makes her unable to hide a trace of charm in her eyes, and this is why she is called the "electric eye car model".
Although women are rich in men, they will not just pay and not reciprocate. Although you are a paparazzi, if you can't give people what they need, that person will become a paparazzi who expose the paparazzi in the next moment. So every time he is with this kind of woman, Sima Wencheng is always in a dim environment, so even if the other party brings a small camera or something, the picture taken in must be terrible.
Even if the other party turns his face, but if such a video is put on the Internet, he is completely sure that he will take himself out, and he will say that the other party uses fake videos to blackmail himself in order to slander himself. As a paparazzi, he is the best at this method of changing the stars and darkening Chen Cang.
Playing to a high point of interest, Sima Wencheng gritted his teeth and grabbed Yi Xiaoqin's hair, a spear struggled to move in her mouth, and from time to time there were one or two beastly roars from his mouth: "Quick, suck me!!" At such a critical moment, Yi Xiaoqin's head also turned into a piledriver, constantly swishing up and down under his abdomen.
"Bang, bangβ"
At this moment, a sudden knock on the door brought half a basin of cold water to the couple in the living room, Yi Xiaoqin looked at the door, and said with a snort: "Brother Cheng, someone is here." β
"Damn, that bastard knocks on the door at this time, let it wait, you continue!!"
Sima Wencheng scolded, he was at a critical juncture, how could he stop, and suddenly pressed Yi Xiaoqin's head, and the spear under his crotch slipped out of her small mouth again. Sima Wencheng's face was red, and he struggled like a lion several times, and then roared angrily and erupted.
"Whew, it's fun!!"
Lying on the sofa on his back, Sima Wencheng panted with a smile, and Yi Xiaoqin, who was squatting between his legs, kept pouting with his mouth, licking all the children and grandchildren that erupted from him, and then watched him eat it with a smile: "Are you comfortable??When will you introduce me to the president!!"
"Wait for the opportunity!!! The president is very busy, and he is not in Shanghai at the moment, but he will definitely come back during the Chinese New Year. β
Sima Wencheng pulled her into his arms, put one hand around her slender waist, and rubbed it in the chest of the alarm bell with the other hand, his face was comfortable and satisfied, he closed his eyes in fascination, and said with a retrospective voice: "Don't break into the Ten Mile Peach Forest without anyone leading you, otherwise you will-" When he said this, Sima Wencheng had already opened his eyes, but he was tilting his head, and when he opened his eyes, he suddenly saw an incredible figure attached to him and looked at him.
It was a woman, she was behind her, and as she looked up, she leaned down to look down. She was wearing a white dress, and her snow-white face was like a fairy in the dim moonlight. Her eyes were extremely bright red, looking like red fire, and seeing her, a name suddenly popped up in Sima Wencheng's mind.
Nie Xiaoqian!!
He didn't know how the name of this female ghost suddenly appeared in his mind, but when he saw this face, that name suddenly appeared, looking at her, Sima Wencheng's brain twitched and muttered: "The white clothes have long hair and pretty cheeks, charming eyes and red lips are picturesque, ask where the beauty is going, and the beauty replied that it is under the yellow spring." β
But in the next moment, Sima Wencheng suddenly realized that this was his home, and he locked the door, how did this woman come in, she was running errands in the living room just now, if she pried the door in, she couldn't have noticed it. Could it be that she was the one who knocked on the door just now?
The woman who suddenly appeared didn't ask, looked at him, and then looked at Yi Xiaoqin, who was also in a daze, and actually showed a look of disgust. Immediately, she looked at Sima Wencheng again, and asked in a voice as crisp as a yellow warbler: "Are you Sima Wencheng???The editor-in-chief of Wencheng Entertainment Newspaper??"
"Yes, yes. β
Sima Wencheng nodded dumbly, although he was once one of the members of the Scarlet Fangs, his position was to collect intelligence. Speaking of skill, although he can fight five gangsters, this strength is undoubtedly the lowest one among the blood-colored fangs. But it's one thing to be at the bottom, it's another thing not to resist in the event of an incident.
Pushing Yi Xiaoqin away with one hand, Sima Wencheng just stood up straight, and felt a pain in his lower abdomen, as if he was suddenly enveloped by a cold current, his whole body was suddenly frozen and sluggish, and even his thinking was blurred, and then he only remembered that he fell straight back, and when he looked at the sky, the last scene he saw was a hand grabbing him.
When he woke up, he found himself lying on the ground, except for his neck being able to move, his whole body was stiff and unable to move, but his consciousness was very clear, he looked around and found that Yi Xiaoqin was also lying on the side and passed out. At this time, the face like a fairy appeared in her eyes again, her perfect face was as crystal as jade, and the black pupils under her long eyelashes were like deep pools, she looked at herself like that, and said in a cold tone: "Where is the Huangfu stick??"
"Who??"
"Huangfu Stick!!"
"Who is the Huangfu stick??"
Sima Wencheng felt that he didn't know anyone!!
"His current identity is Li Shuangba, and he is a paparazzi under you. β
"That kid!"
"Do you know where he is??"
Sima Wencheng nodded: "I do have such a person under me, but sister!!" Before he finished speaking, the woman actually lifted him up: "Take me to him." β
"Take, take you??"
Sima Wencheng was startled, but before anyone could react, he had already been carried out by the woman and disappeared into the night.
At this time at the Beijing Airport, a passenger plane flying from Shanghai landed steadily.
There were only a dozen guests, including two military men and a young man in his twenties. The three men left the airport, got into a military jeep, and drove away.
Hongyue Bay, once a gathering place for the rich and famous, is now as depressed as a ghost building. Ever since it was washed in blood, it's off-limits. Even if there were those who survived by luck back then, they didn't say a word about what happened here. Because there is a military order on it, if the survivor dares to say half a word about the matter of Red Moon Bay, he will be arrested.
Although this place has been vacant for several years, it is that the above has been ambiguous about the Red Moon Bay incident. However, in the past two years, some antique calligraphy and paintings in the treasure house of Hongyue Bay have appeared one after another in Treasure Island, Hong Kong, and even the entire Asian region, Europe and North America, and the way it appeared was actually at auction, and every valuable collection was sold for astronomical sums.
At the beginning, the above two forces suspected each other of doing this, but now that they are both looking for each other to confront each other, the incident has entered a very funny situation. But since this matter was not done by both parties, it means that a third party has intervened. So the above paid attention to this matter again.
It seems that the people who were in the hands at the beginning saw that Huaxia had not paid enough attention to the Hongyue Bay incident, and began to feel at ease and boldly get rid of the backlog of treasures in their hands. At the auction, if you go to investigate, people will not buy your account, and they have a confidentiality charter for customers. In addition to antique calligraphy and paintings, Hongyue Bay was worth at least three billion US dollars in gold.
Now those people only get rid of antique calligraphy and paintings, and it seems that the three billion dollars of gold, they have used means to launder it, so they came to get rid of antiques.
Although the auction could not be investigated, it did not mean that Huaxia had no way to take those people. Because in today's China, in the hands of the supreme power, in addition to the elite army in China, there is also a more mysterious and powerful secret army that can be called absolutely terrifying.
They are called the "dragon group".
Each member of this dragon group has amazing skills and extraordinary abilities. They can not only subdue demons and subdue demons, but also divide gold and stones. They fought in unknown fields and regions, silently guarding the ancient Chinese nation with blood and youth!
They are a group of people who have been blessed by God -- they are the pinnacle of the pinnacle that has been polished over the years, the one that has been retained by the past, and the pinnacle of the pretense that has been preserved, and is almost the highest combat power that exists in novels and movies.