At the starting point of the evening, an Airbus 380 landed at Charles de Gaulle Airport, and Chang Xiaopeng, who was wearing a sportswear, walked out empty-handed with a peaked cap on his head.

As soon as he walked out of the airport, a black Mercedes-Benz off-road vehicle stopped in front of him, and after looking at the woman sitting in the driver's seat, Chang Xiaopeng opened the car door and sat down, and the Mercedes-Benz also started and left the airport.

"Mr. Zheng has arranged all the people." Said the woman who was driving. "At eight o'clock in the evening, I will do it in the western restaurant on the twelfth floor of the Grand Hotel de Paris."

"What should I do?" Chang Xiaopeng asked.

"When I succeed, I'll arrange for you to leave." The woman said. "During this time, all you have to do is make sure that Su Qingwu is in your sight."

"Understood." Chang Xiaopeng nodded and stopped talking, but there was a little drumming in his heart. Since Zheng Wuming has arranged people, why do you have to come here in person?

"Mr. Zheng needs someone who has been trusted." The woman seemed to have guessed Chang Xiaopeng's thoughts, staring intently at the road ahead, and said without turning her head. "I hope you understand the importance of this."

"I will." ――

The Grand Hôtel de Paris, one of the most luxurious hotels in France.

The entire Hôtel de Paris is mainly composed of hotel towers, which are used for casinos, shopping arcades and shows, and the exterior of the low block facing the Casino Boulevard, modeled after the famous Paris landmark Opéra Garnier, and one of the buildings near the Marley Atrium of the Louvre. There is also a replica of the Eiffel Tower, which is half the standard of the Eiffel Tower, with three pedestals at the bottom of the tower running through the lower seat and being placed in the casino hall of the low seat. Next to the hotel building, there is a replica of a Arc de Triomphe, and a giant archway in the shape of a Parisian hot air balloon.

This hotel is the ultimate in luxury, both in terms of software and hardware, and the price of staying here is quite high. There are no presidential suites, only junior suites and deluxe suites. Of course, the price of staying here for a night is as high as a few hundred dollars, which is not at all affordable for ordinary people.

On the twelfth floor of the hotel, the entire floor has been built into a Western restaurant, where the best chefs in France and the best service are available, and the prices for eating here are also very expensive. However, people who have the money to live here will naturally not be stingy with the money for a meal.

Yan Murong was not late this time, and took Su Qingwu to the western restaurant at eight o'clock, but Larson was one step earlier and was already standing at the door of a card room to greet him.

"It seems that Mr. Yan is still wary of me." Larson looked at the four bodyguards behind the two and said with a smile.

"You misunderstood this time." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Bodyguards are also human beings and have to eat, so they will find a random table outside to eat."

"No problem, I'm here for a treat." Larson smiled generously, and then several people entered the card room.

"As the host, I arranged the dishes for the two of you in advance, and I hope you don't mind." After taking his seat, Larson beckoned to the waiter, signaled that the food could be served, and said. "I know, in your Huaxia there is a habit of talking about work at the dinner table, but this is not Huaxia, let's enjoy the food first, and then talk about work, how about it?"

"Of course." Su Qingwu said with a chuckle. "I'm not used to talking about work while eating, and besides, the French are among the best in the world, and I just want to enjoy them."

"Miss Su is a person who knows how to enjoy." Larson smiled and agreed.

Soon, the waiter began to serve the food. This first course is an authentic filet mignon.

"You can taste it for two, it's an authentic filet mignon." Larson introduced with a smile. "The beef used here for the steaks is different from those small restaurants, they use frozen beef, which is very different in terms of texture and texture. The beef used here was flown in from Spain, and it was all cattle that were killed in the bullring on the same day, so it was very fresh. ”

Su Qingwu listened very seriously, Yan Murong was different, he didn't care when the cow hung up, anyway, it was Larsen's treat, and he didn't eat it for nothing. It's just that this restaurant is too stingy, and there are only two steaks on the plate, which are not as big as one of his palms, and after a while, they will be wiped out by him.

"Is Mr. Yan hungry?" Larsen looked at Yan Murong and asked.

"I'm not hungry, it's just that they're too stingy and the amount of food is too small." Yan Murong grabbed the red wine on the table, poured himself a glass, and drank it in one gulp before speaking. "You so-called nobles are poor and exquisite, the plate decoration is quite beautiful, not to mention the expensive things inside, and you can't eat enough."

At this moment, as soon as Yan Murong's words fell, before Larsen could answer, the lights in the restaurant suddenly went out, and the entire restaurant became extremely dark.

"Bang bang bang-"

Immediately after, a burst of gunfire rang out, along with the sound of broken dishes and the muffled sound of people falling to the ground. Suddenly, the screams rang out.

When the emergency lights came on, all the guests in the restaurant were lying on the floor, some were huddled in the corners, many tables were knocked over, and the floor was littered with broken cutlery and food that had not yet had time to eat on their stomachs.

Larsson stood up with a gloomy face, and found that he was the only one left in the card room, and Yan Murong and Su Qingwu had disappeared.

Walking out of the card room, Su Qingwu's four bodyguards had already fallen to the ground, and the floor under him was gradually covered with blood-

Outside the hotel, in a Peugeot RV, Yan Murong wiped a blood mark on his arm while complaining to the little snake sitting next to him to help him bandage. "You're still one of the top three killers in the world, and you don't look at the point when you shoot, if I hadn't reacted quickly, I would have to let you make a hole in your arm."

"Don't complain to me here." The little snake snorted. "It's pitch black, how can I see where your little arm is, besides, a shot in the arm can't kill anyone, you have to play a bitter trick, isn't it better to be more real?"

"Where's the light dance?" Yan Murong skillfully sprinkled the wound with medicinal powder, wrapped it in a piece of gauze, and then exaggerated a bandage to hang around his neck, only then did he remember that Yang Duo and Su Qingwu had not come back yet.

"I don't know." The little snake shook his head. "According to what you said, we are acting separately, she is responsible for destroying the electricity in the restaurant, I am responsible for shooting you, and then she leaves with your little daughter-in-law through the safe passage."

Hearing the little snake's words, Yan Murong's brows rose.

According to his arrangement, there was really no problem, but the interval between them was too long.

As he was talking, there was a muffled sound of "bang" from the door of the RV, and then, the door was opened, and Yang Duo came back, but his face was extremely pale, and Su Qingwu was no longer around.