A private box, as the name suggests, is a place for those who have money and prefer quiet. They can enjoy all the services of the clubhouse without worrying about being disturbed - of course, even if you have an uncovered meeting inside, you don't have to worry about being known.

Safety, that's the highest tenet of a club at this level – why would they charge so much for membership?

"Why haven't you come yet?" Chang Xiaopeng was a little restless, and walked around the room vigorously.

Just then, there was a knock on the door that made his heart beat faster.

"Who?" Chang Xiaopeng asked vigilantly.

"Checking the meter—"

“――”

Check the meter? Who the are you blinded about?

Chang Xiaopeng scolded secretly in his heart, but he was a little hesitant.

Open the door, this guy is a mad dog, and he will come to the door to estimate that he will not be willing to tear off a piece of his own meat. Don't open the door? With this guy's style, there's a good chance he'll kick them away.

"Why haven't you come yet?" Chang Xiaopeng thought anxiously.

"Chang Xiaopeng, I know you're inside, give you three seconds, I can kick the door if you don't open the door." Yan Murong's voice was very loud, even through this door panel with excellent sound insulation, it was clearly transmitted into Chang Xiaopeng's ears.

"Click!"

The door lock was opened, and by the time Yan Murong pushed the door in, Chang Xiaopeng had already retreated into the living room. Seeing that Yan Murong actually brought Xue Wen with him, this made Chang Xiaopeng a little surprised.

"Why is she here?"

"It's not the subject." Yan Murong didn't have any polite consciousness at all, and sat directly on the sofa, and pulled Xue Wen to sit beside him, looking at Chang Xiaopeng and saying. "Although you look a little bit like social harmony, I know that you are not stupid, hurry up, you know the purpose of my coming."

"Where's my master?" Chang Xiaopeng didn't answer Yan Murong's words, but sat on the sofa next to him and asked.

"Ran away." After thinking about it, Yan Murong added. "That ugly old man who fought with you was killed by me, and your blind master ran away."

Hearing that it was okay to be indifferent, Chang Xiaopeng breathed a sigh of relief and asked slowly. "You're here to kill me?"

"Kill you? That's a crime, so how could I do something that is illegal? Yan Murong stretched out his hand with a smile on his face and said. Come on, since you haven't taken the medicine you gave you, give it back to me. ”

"I ate it." Chang Xiaopeng said.

"Can you stop wasting my time?" Yan Murong said with an unhappy face. "Are you really taking me for a fool? Eaten? With your virtue of being afraid of death, will you not take it and find someone to check it? ”

“――”

"Don't pretend to be dumb. To tell you the truth, if you dare to eat all three together, your corpse will be rotten. ”

"You gave me poison?" Chang Xiaopeng stared at Yan Murong with a gloomy face and asked.

"It's an antidote for you." Yan Murong shook his head. "But I know you're not going to eat it—okay, be nice, take it out, don't let me do it, you can't beat me."

“――”

At this moment, Chang Xiaopeng has the heart to die.

Suspicious, this is not his habit, it's just that Yan Murong is out of order, and his personality is erratic, who knows if he is giving a real antidote, how can he eat it without testing?

"Okay, I'll let you take it a little longer." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Now it's time to get down to business, I'll ask you. The answer satisfies me, you keep the antidote, if you are not satisfied, you can keep the antidote, two pills are not enough to cure the poison on your body. Plus, I'll give you a free piece of news - don't try to have people test the ingredients of the antidote, they can't - to be honest, you're as stupid as your blind master and that ugly old man. ”

Guns, who can give me a gun?

Chang Xiaopeng thought angrily, if someone gave him a gun now, he would not hesitate to pull the trigger on Yan Murong. Even if you don't kill him, you have to open two holes in him to relieve your hatred.

This bastard, he expected that he would not take the medicine immediately, so what he gave himself was the real medicine, what was the most painful thing in life? It's just lifting a stone and shooting yourself in the foot.

What is the most painful thing in life? It's your opponent who hands you another stone, and you don't hesitate to hit the other foot.

"Tell me, who told you to do that?" Yan Murong narrowed his eyes, stared at Chang Xiaopeng and asked.

"Nobody let me do that."

"You're dishonest." Yan Murong shook his head helplessly. "Actually, I don't need you to answer, I know that Zheng Wuming asked you to do it. It's just that I want to know what you're doing this for. ”

"Hmph, you think too highly of yourself." Chang Xiaopeng sneered. "What else can you do but that little bit of family background? Right? You don't. Money? Don't think I don't know, you make money from women. ”

"Are you saying I'm white-faced?"

"Yes and how, no? I'm just sitting here, and I'm capable of killing me. ”

"At this time, should I say that you think I don't dare to kill you?" Yan Murong didn't care at all about Chang Xiaopeng's words, and still looked at Chang Xiaopeng with a smile. "When the bad guy is caught by the good guy on TV, he always says something like this, and the good guy always has to say this classic line."

"Whatever you want." Chang Xiaopeng's body was crooked, and he was not afraid of boiling water, and he was in a dead posture with you today.

"Are you sure you don't want to say it?"

"Say what? Nothing to say. ”

"You're a nuisance."

Yan Murong stood up, slowly walked to Chang Xiaopeng's side, lowered his body, squinted at Chang Xiaopeng, and said. "I can't talk to you properly, so it seems that I can only talk to you in a different way."

"Bang-"

As soon as Yan Murong's words fell, a loud bang followed, Chang Xiaopeng didn't even have time to react, he was kicked in the chest by Yan Murong, and he turned back with the sofa, just being buckled under the sofa, like a turtle staring at the shell.

With one foot to pick up the sofa that was buckled on Chang Xiaopeng's body, Yan Murong pulled him up by the collar.

"Do you like this way of talking?" Yan Murong asked with a smile. "Perhaps, you prefer something a little more brutal and rough?"

"Whatever you want." Chang Xiaopeng said lightly, with a resolute expression on his face, no matter how you hit me, I won't say anything.

"Aren't you ready to fight back?"

"I can't beat you."

"I know." Yan Murong nodded. "But if you don't fight back, I'm here alone with punches and slaps, it seems like I'm stupid."

"But—" After a pause, Yan Murong said. "Since you like this rough way, I'll satisfy you."

"Bang Bang Bang