The task has been completed, the purpose has been achieved, as for the aftermath, it is not Leng Feng's job, after a little explanation, Leng Feng returned, and he did not spend the night in the barracks. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

General Luo Xin personally arranged to send him to the border guard camp by helicopter, mobilized a transport plane, and sent him back to Beijing.

As soon as he walked through the gate of the military airport, the figure of Wei Yibing appeared in front of Leng Feng's eyes, Leng Feng lit a cigarette, walked to the car with his hands in his pants pockets and asked, "You are here like this, what's the matter?"

"I'll take you tonight to open your eyes and get in the car. Wei Yibing pouted at the seat next to him.

"You go over there, I'll drive. ”

"Okay, then let you have a good time, look at your hungry face, as if you haven't crawled the white face of a in thirty years. ”

Taking off his sunglasses, Wei Yibing opened the car door and jumped out of the car, and after winking at the aunt who was at least forty-five years old who came by the side of the road, he went around the front of the car and sat in the co-pilot.

Leng Feng got into the car, started the car, and lightly stepped on the accelerator, the horsepower engine, like an old nun who was slammed by Yanagi Megumi, immediately let out a happy roar: Woo!

"Where?"

"The Imperial Clubhouse. ”

Wei Yibing pointed to the flickering red dot on the autopilot, and as soon as he said the name, he felt his body jerk backwards, and a weightless dizziness made him immediately close his mouth.

The dark blue Lamborghini was like a blue ghost under the street lamp, like the wind.

"Dig the groove, buddy, can you slow down - ouch, be careful!"

Wei Yibing, who was holding the handle tightly with both hands, saw that the car was about to be slammed against the rear of a car in front of him, and he screamed in fright and closed his eyes, and then felt as if his body was flying, but the expected impact sound did not sound.

A few seconds later, Wei Yibing opened his eyes and looked back, the red car that was almost rear-ended just now had been left behind hundreds of meters.

"Dig a groove, buddy, your driving skills are even more fierce than Liu Ye. ”

Wei Yibing didn't dare to look at the rapid retreating reference on both sides, his eyes widened, he patted his heart and looked at the dashboard, and found that the speed had exceeded two hundred and three per hour, he subconsciously swallowed his saliva, and muttered: "My grandma, are you stimulated by something, playing with your life like this?"

After experiencing the initial panic, Wei Yibing found out that Leng Feng turned out to be a flying car master, no, a master, an absolute master, the speed of this Lamborghini, like a fierce horse, under the crotch of Leng Feng, the best horse trainer, became so well-versed, and achieved the integration of people and vehicles, and gave full play to the performance of Lamborghini.

After discovering this, Wei Yibing's heart of fear entered, and then he became excited, raised his right hand and howled affectionately: "I laugh here, we cry here, I live here and die here, I pray here, I am confused here, I seek here-"

The Dynasty Club is a super-first-class club in Jinghua, and the boss behind the legend of the club is built by the daughter-in-law of the widow of a certain bigwig of the Huaxia Kingdom.

Since the day it was founded, the club has become a gathering place for top people in Beijing.

Legend has it that the membership fee of the club is as low as 1 million a year, and the annual fee of the highest Zijin membership card has reached a terrifying 3.6 million, and with the Zijin card, you can withdraw less than 5 million cash at the front desk at any time.

The Dynasty Clubhouse, like its behind-the-scenes boss in Jinghua, is a mysterious legend.

Tonight, hundreds of business tycoons from 36 countries around the world will gather here for a global business gathering that takes place only once a year.

Perhaps, only the Imperial Clubhouse, which costs more money than burning money, is qualified to become a gathering place for these shopping mall darlings.

Legend has it that as early as 364 days before this reception was held, some people racked their brains to get an invitation to the reception - it can be seen how difficult it is to get such an invitation.

In this reception, there are endless business opportunities, and perhaps an inconspicuous old man is the CEO of BMW.

Although the Chinese officials did not participate in such a top-level drinking party, it was not the security guards who were responsible for the 'ticket inspection and admission' and security work, but the soldiers with loaded guns, from the Third Guard Regiment of the Jinghua Garrison.

With these professional soldiers present, no one dared to raise the mind of making trouble at this gathering, even if this person was Wei Yibing, the son of the Minister of Public Security of Jinghua.

At the entrance to the parking lot of the Dynasty Clubhouse, a team of soldiers with serious faces was guarding, they were like robots, they didn't look at the car at all, the people sitting in the car, just the red invitation with the anti-counterfeiting mark.

"When you arrive, you go in from that side. ”

Wei Yibing's last 'go' word, still spinning on the tip of his tongue, Lamborghini stopped firmly behind a fiery red limited edition Ferrari in front, making his head slam forward with inertia, but was pulled back by the seat belt.

Rubbing the sore shoulders that were strangled, Wei Yibing patted Leng Feng's shoulder hard, and scolded with great admiration: "Grass, buddy, you are too hanging, I have been crisscrossing the rivers and lakes for more than ten years, and it is the first time to take such an express train, enjoyable, enjoyable, haha!"

Looking at the cars in front of him that were queuing up for inspection, Leng Feng smiled and didn't continue the topic that Wei Yibing was interested in, but asked, "What are you doing here tonight?"

Similarly, Wei Yibing didn't answer Leng Feng's question, but pointed to the towering building behind the parking lot and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

Leng Feng glanced at the four flashing big characters on the building, and said lightly: "Although I couldn't study when I was a child, I could recognize that this was the Imperial Club. ”

Wei Yibing laughed and asked again: "Then do you know what the Imperial Club is?"

Clubhouse, usually refers to the property owner as the main service object of the comprehensive high-end sports and entertainment service facilities, in the 17th century in Europe, the world's first membership club, was born in a British café.

The software and hardware conditions of the club should include swimming pools, tennis or badminton courts, golf practice halls, bowling alleys, gyms and other entertainment and fitness venues, Chinese and Western restaurants, bars, cafes and other social places for catering and hospitality, as well as other service facilities such as Internet cafes and reading rooms.

However, with the progress of the times, the club has added a new function, that is, to hold a large-scale cocktail party.

Leng Feng stepped on the accelerator lightly, moved with the car in front of him, and said, "Isn't it just a place for rich people to entertain here, this is not a secret military base, what is there to study." ”

Wei Yibing pouted proudly: "Secret military base? How can a military base be compared with the Imperial Club? The four words of the Imperial Club are synonymous with heaven in the hearts of many people. Think about it, who wouldn't want to go to heaven......"

Leng Feng raised his hand and interrupted Wei Yibing's eloquent talk: "Okay, don't talk about these useless things, just say what we're going to do tonight." ”

Wei Yibing, who was about to show off with Leng Feng, was a little disappointed after the topic was interrupted: "Hey, I really don't have any common language with people like you, tonight, we are going to attend a drinking party here." (To be continued.) )