It's been a long time, the headquarters building.

Wang Tianxing pressed his cap very low, and wore sunglasses and a mask, covering it tightly, and hiding in the car like a ghost, watching the employees in and out of the building from a distance, he had a special feeling in his heart.

Tongda Communication Group is still like a high-speed machine. Wang Tianxing used to be the engine of this machine, but now the engine is scrapped and the machine is still running. All thanks to Ah Fu, the big butler.

Wang Tianxing's mood, Ah Fu understood. But it's also very helpless. A person who no longer exists in the legal sense, he is like a ghost floating over the deep city.

"Boss, let's go. Don't let anyone recognize it. ”

"Let's go. Go to Royal Courtyard Hotel. That Hybel is probably in a hurry, isn't he? I should have met him. ”

With that, the Rolls-Royce started up and drove into the endless night, a puff of green smoke coming out of the rear of the car. Inside the car, Wang Tianxing's expression was solemn. Hybel, interestingly, a guest who had never heard of it, actually came to the door on his own. Wang Tianxing used the Six Lines Occupancy Measurement Method to occupy a hexagram, and Ying Yao was a ghost, indicating that the other party was not a person on the right path and had ill intentions. Is he here to die?

When he was about to arrive at the Royal Hotel, Wang Tianxing asked, "Is the rhinoceros ready?" ”

Ah Fu smiled gloomily: "Big boss, don't worry. You're in control. It is divided into three action groups, one at the main entrance, one at the back door, and the other at the east side door. There is no door on the west side. I don't think Hybel could fly out of the palm of our hand even if he had wings. Since the distinguished guest is here, take it down first. ”

The two went to the main desk of the Royal Hotel, and Ah Fu showed his ID and found that Hayber lived in room 1908. Over the years, Ah Fu has become accustomed to the days of licking blood from the tip of a knife. With every action, there is a kind of excitement that comes from the heart. It may collide with death, but it's exciting. More vigorous than smoking marijuana.

Ah Fu was in front and Wang Tianxing was behind, and they entered the two elevators respectively, with a difference of a few seconds before and after, and headed towards the nineteenth floor. In this way, in case there is a situation. Wang Tianxing can not only deal with Ah Fu, but his own danger will be reduced a lot. Watching the number of the elevator gradually rise, Wang Tianxing's heart slowly hung up. Hybel, what kind of ghost is it? Western devils, with impure purposes, which gods sent them?

The elevator arrived. The elevator door opens slowly. Wang Tianxing saw that Ah Fu had already walked to the door of room 1908. He stood around the corner, watching the changes in Ah Fu.

The hunchbacked Ah Fu is not disabled, his mobility is superb. Wang Tianxing is confident in this. Sure enough, Ah Fu knocked on Haybel's door. With him in. The door was closed again. Wang Tianxing immediately followed deftly. Stand outside the door and watch the situation change.

When Ah Fu entered the door, he saw that Haybell was tall and mighty, with bulging muscles, slightly curly hair, and pale skin.

Hybell intimately opened his arms to give Ah Fu an intimate hug, and Ah Fu uncomfortably reached out to shake his hand. Damn, come to Lao Tzu's territory. It's got Lao Tzu's etiquette, the set of foreign devils. I'm not used to it! Haybell shook Afu's hand awkwardly.

Ah Fu greeted with a little restraint: "Hello, Mr. Haybell! ”

Hyber didn't wait for the person he wanted to wait, he was a little anxious in his heart, revealing a trace of imperceptible regret, and was fully seen by Ah Fu.

Ah Fu smiled coldly: "Our big boss is very busy with business, so he entrusted me to be the plenipotentiary. What are your requirements. Just mention it to me, and I'll be responsible for relaying it. ”

Haybell shouted in blunt Chinese, "No, Mr. Wang is not sincere. I protest! ”

Ah Fu didn't buy it, and replied coldly: "Protest fart." Don't you look where either? This is not Germany, please be respectful. Do you want to talk? Don't talk about it. Lao Tzu is gone! ”

With that, Ah Fu turned around and was about to retreat.

Hayber shouted, "Stop. ”

Ah Fu looked up and saw that the muzzle of the black hole was facing him. Hybell's pistol is fitted with a pin. Within a second, Ah Fu will be shot into a hornet's nest.

"What? Want to kill someone? You killed me, who will speak for you? ”

Haybert is an international killer, and he was brought in by Marks & Spencer from Germany at great expense. Since Wang Tianxing's whereabouts were uncertain like a ghost, Haybell found Ah Fu and wanted to lure Wang Tianxing out through Ah Fu's line. Unexpectedly, Ah Fu was only responsible for talking.

"Mr. Ah Fu, please turn around. Hold your head in your hands and stick it against the wall. ”

Haybell waved the gun in his hand and motioned for Ah Fu to obediently obey. Of course, Ah Fu is very obedient. Wang Tianxing outside the door is also a top master, and the backstage is hard, what are you afraid of? Haybell held the gun in one hand and slapped Ah Fu from top to bottom with the other, but no weapon was found.

With Haybell's size and strength, this hunchbacked Ah Fu must be vulnerable. So, he didn't want his life yet.

Haybell: "Tell me, where is Wang Tianxing?" ”

Ah Fu: "What are you looking for him?" I can call the shots in business. ”

Haybell: "Somebody paid a lot of money to buy his life. ”

Ah Fu: "How much is his life worth?" ”

Haybell: "Five million dollars." ”

Ah Fu: "Who wants his life?" ”

Haybell: "Anyway, in my eyes, you're already a dead man, so it doesn't hurt to tell you." Marks & Spencer in Hong Kong. Oh no! It's Martha's godfather, the ninth master. ”

Sure enough, it was him! Ninth Master. And his goddaughter Martha. In these years, as long as there is a big difference in age, they like to be called "godfather". Ah Fu smiled gloomily. Pretending to be a bear is still very productive!

Haybell should weigh no less than two hundred pounds. And the hunchbacked Ah Fu is no more than one hundred and twenty pounds at most. Such a disparity in size does not matter in front of the Chinese. Before Haybell could react, Ah Fu kicked Haybell's wrist like lightning with a thunderbolt leg, and his thick wrist clicked crisply, and the pistol flew off his hand to the bedside mirror. The glass of the mirror shattered with a clatter, and the door to the room was slammed open.

All of this was caught off guard, far beyond Hybel's imagination. The tall and mighty Hybell didn't expect the skinny Ah Fu to dare to fight back, let alone that there were reinforcements outside the door, and the offensive of the people outside the door was even more fierce.

An old man who is slightly chubby and over fifty years old kicks his legs like a flywheel, whew-huh-huh! Haybell dodged several moves in a row, but his shoulder, arm, and chest were still hit one after another. Hybert is worthy of being an international professional killer, and without a gun in his hand, he instantly pulled out a German-made military dagger from his sleeve. This dagger sharpens iron like clay and is extremely sharp. Brush, brush, brush, draw out the cold light! Wherever the blade goes, the cold is pressing. Wang Tianxing no longer dared to fight with his physical body.

Haybell rolled forward, jumped over the bed, jumped near the ledge, picked up the pistol that had fallen to the ground, and raised the gun to shoot. Poof, poof, poof! Several shots in a row were dodged by Wang Tianxing and Ah Fu. The two men rolled out of the room door and came out of the hallway. The hallway was empty, and it was a good time to escape.

The door to room 1909 suddenly opened. Another yellow-haired, white-skinned Westerner rushed out with a gun—he was Hybell's accomplice, Martin. (To be continued.) )