Zhou Chen kept a safe distance from the black man and said, "Your master is the one who invited me to Kyoto?" ”

The black man obviously felt Zhou Chen's vigilance, and embarrassedly took back the outstretched hand, and said, "Yes, Mr. Zhou, my master ordered me to come here to meet you." ”

Zhou Chen secretly said in his heart, welcome me to see that you are taking hostages as a threat, so I have to go, right?

"In that case, shouldn't we leave for Kyoto now?" Zhou Chen shrugged.

"Oh, yes, our plane is over there." The black man said and made a gesture of please.

Zhou Chen sighed secretly, who is this person? No matter how you look at it, he is not a Chinese, he should be a foreigner, and Zhou Chen also has a private jet, but he rarely uses it, and he is generally used as a person from Tang Dynasty Co., Ltd.

Zhou Chen followed behind the black man and entered the tarmac, where there were several flights that were boarding, a themed black private jet, the spiral ladder was released, and the crew members were waiting there, seeing the black man walking over with Zhou Chen, he hurriedly greeted him, obviously the captain's person, and said: "Welcome sir, the Sage is waiting for your arrival." ”

Zhou Chenpi smiled and said, "Hehe, I'm scared, I'm disturbed." ”

"It is an honor for all of us on the Sage to serve you, sir, please." The captain stepped aside and made a gesture of please.

Zhou Chen walked towards the spiral staircase, sneering in his heart, Sage? What a big breath, it seems that the person who wants to find himself is a very arrogant person, is it because he compares himself to being a saint?

When Zhou Chen stepped into the cabin, he was shocked by the scene in front of him, only to see that the entire cabin was bright and brilliant, and the top or the ground was made of pure gold, and it was not the kind of chairs that were divided into the imagination, but a guest room, with a bed and a TV, and even a shower room.

Zhou Chen was surprised and arrogant, and it was the first time he had seen such a style.

"Sir, we're about to leave now, and if you need anything, feel free to come to us." After the black man finished speaking, as the captain and the crew left, Zhou Chen was left alone in the entire cabin.

Zhou Chen didn't think much about it, carefully checked whether there were bugs or hidden cameras in the cabin, and after looking around and didn't find anything, he sat on the bed with a big prick and leaned his head against the wall, thinking carefully about the person behind him, what would happen if he went to find himself?

Zhou Chen didn't think that the person was looking for himself in the past just to fight or something, this must be to discuss something with him, otherwise he wouldn't have made so much effort.

There is one more thing he still can't figure out, that is, what is this person trying so hard to find himself for?

Two groups of his own people died here, doesn't he hold a grudge against those people?

Zhou Chen didn't think that person was such a big person, it seemed that the root was still there, and he was looking for his own purpose.

Just when Zhou Chen was thinking about something, the door in front of the connection was opened, and a woman dressed in a hot and bewitching flight attendant uniform walked in, I have to say that this flight attendant is very beautiful, she went straight to Zhou Chen's bedside and said in English: "Sir, do you need to relax?" ”

Zhou Chen smiled: "Hehe, how can it be a relaxation method?" After speaking, he looked at the flight attendant standing in front of him with a playful face.

"As long as sir, you can relax as much as you want." The stewardess said and sat next to Zhou Chen, but she had an extra cold blade in her hand and quickly cut it towards Zhou Chen's neck.

"Tsk, your hands are really tender." Zhou Chenyi grabbed the woman's wrist, twisted it hard, and the blade in the woman's hand fell silently on the sheet.

The woman was slightly stunned, her left hand became a claw, and she buckled towards Zhou Chen's throat, but her hand was quickly grabbed by Zhou Chen, and Zhou Chen laughed: "Haha, interesting, interesting." ”

After laughing, the woman was pulled into Zhou Chen's arms, and the woman took advantage of the situation to fall into Zhou Chen's arms and said, "Do you just bear to treat me like this?" ”

Zhou Chen sniffed the woman's neck and said playfully: "Well, your body is very fragrant, haha." ”

The woman's eyes flashed wide, and she seducted, "Do you want to look elsewhere?" ”

Zhou Chen shook his head and said: "No, no, our Chinese ancestors once warned us that there is a knife on the head of the color character, so the more women are current, we have to be careful." ”

"Oh, really?" The woman's knee slammed into Zhou Chen's lower abdomen, Zhou Chen's elbow struck down, only to hear a snapping sound, the woman screamed and then felt a huge force coming, as soon as Zhou Chen's hand was sent, the woman was thrown out, and her back hit the wall made of gold, making a clanging sound.

"Look for death." The woman became angry, she had an extra pistol in her hand, aimed at Zhou Chen, and was about to pull the trigger, but the gun in her hand did not go off, but it came from the door next to her, and the woman was stunned for a moment, and there was a thumb-sized blood hole in her head, and the gurgling blood spilled out, and her body fell to the ground as soon as she was weak.

The black man walked in with a pistol that was still smoking, looked at Zhou Chen with an apologetic face, and said, "Sir, I'm really sorry, this woman was sent by my master's enemy, and we are really sorry that we have been deceived by her for so many years." ”

Zhou Chen waved his hand and said, "No need to be like this, let's clean up here, I want to rest for a while." ”

The black man was stunned, and then turned back to Gujing Bubo, and after saluting Zhou Chen, he leaned down and pulled the body away, and then a few flight attendants came out of the door, wiped the ground with a rag, and then quietly retreated.

Zhou Chen waited until no one came in, lying on the bed and secretly saying in his heart, it seems that that person also has an enemy, and that flight attendant is not a killer no matter how she looks at it, no matter how she looks at it, she looks like a spy, if that woman is a killer, she will not choose to do it on a private jet, this is too dangerous, if she succeeds in killing Zhou Chen, then she will leave her life here.

Killers kill people for money, unlike those spies who want to complete the task even if they die, so this woman is a spy and not a killer.

"Spies?" Zhou Chen muttered to himself, could it be that the person who wanted to see him, he was a wanted person from a certain country?

Just when Zhou Chen was thinking about it, he felt that the plane suddenly vibrate, Zhou Chen pulled the revolving window, and wondered in his heart what happened to the plane?

"Click." The door opened, and the black man appeared in front of Zhou Chen at one time and said, "Sir, we are about to arrive, it is raining in Kyoto now, so there are some bumps, I hope you will forgive me." ”

Although Zhou Chen secretly wondered at the beginning, if something happened to the plane, he was relieved that it was obviously a little bumpy when the plane landed.

"Arrived?" Zhou Chen sighed in his heart, how could this be so fast? He's been to Kyoto many times, and each time he's on a plane, isn't it a few hours?

"Yes, sir, we've reached the tarmac in Kyoto, let's go down now." After the black man opened the cabin, he put down the spiral staircase, Zhou Chen stood at the door of the cabin, and saw a black Lincoln parked next to the spiral staircase, and a big fat man stood at the open car door, smoking a cigar and looking at Zhou Chen who walked down the spiral staircase with a smile, and said, "Mr. Zhou, please." ”

Zhou Chen glanced at the big fat man a few times, ignored him and got into the car, the big fat man was bored, and he was reluctant to throw it away after snuffing out the cigar, put it in the pocket of the collar and entered the co-pilot, letting the driver in front drive.

"Sir, our boss has been waiting for you in Kyoto for a long time, so let's go over now." The big fat man turned his head and said to Zhou Chen.

"Whatever the guest wants." Zhou Chen leaned on the back of the car seat, said a word, and then closed his eyes and stopped talking.

The fat man glanced at Zhou Chen coldly, then turned his head, looking at the scenery on both sides of the street, Zhou Chen closed his eyes and recuperated for a moment, opened his eyes and looked out of the car window, he was actually driving towards the suburbs, and asked, "When will we be able to arrive?" ”

When the big fat man heard Zhou Chen's words, he turned his head and showed a smile, and said, "Hehe, Mr. Zhou, don't be impatient, you'll be there soon." ”

Zhou Chen waved his hand and said, "Call me when you arrive." He closed his eyes and continued not to speak.

The inside of the carriage fell into silence for a while, and the big fat man clenched his fists, obviously being so rude to Zhou Chen, making him lose face.

The car drove out of the city for more than half an hour, and Zhou Chen was woken up by the big fat man in front of him and said, "Sir, we have arrived." ”

Zhou Chen opened his eyes and glanced at the big fat man who called himself, then turned his head and looked out of the car window, only to see that outside the car window was a big iron gate, with lush flowers on the left and right, and a bluestone path extended straight to a lawn the size of a football field, where there was a four-story high-Western-style villa.

"Take me to see your master." Zhou Chen opened the car door and said to the big fat man who followed behind him.

"Sir, please." The big fat man walked a few steps quickly, opened the iron door with the creak of the iron door, and invited Zhou Chen to please.

Zhou Chen took a deep breath and strode inside, the big fat man did not follow, but continued to guard the door, Zhou Chen walked through the path between the flowers, came to the lawn, looked around and felt the silence surprisingly.

"Haha, Mr. Zhou, I have been waiting for a long time, and I can't come down to greet him in person because of my poor body, which is really a courtesy." An old voice came from inside the villa.

"Since that's the case, then Zhou will come in." Zhou Chen responded.

"I'm waiting for Mr. Zhou on the second floor." The old voice came out at once.

Zhou Chen pushed open the door of the villa, only to see that behind the gate was an extremely luxuriously decorated living room, with a portrait of God Jesus hanging in front of it, and the red carpet was laid straight to the staircase made of marble.

Zhou Chen strode to the staircase, looked up, and cautiously walked towards the second floor, with the sound of footsteps, Zhou Chen went up to the second floor, only to see the long corridor, a rickety body sitting in a wheelchair withered like a branch on the handle of the wheelchair, wearing a hideous mask on his face, a pair of muddy and shining eyes staring at Zhou Chen like a falcon.

"Mr. Zhou, it's really a handsome hero." The old man's wheelchair was obviously automatic, and when he pressed the button on the handlebar, the wheelchair creaked towards Zhou Chen.

"Hehe, I don't know you, sir, you have worked so hard to let me come over, I don't know where you came from?" Zhou Chen looked at the old man with a smile and said.