The wind was speeding all the way, and even after entering the city, Yan Murong's speed did not decrease much, anyway, the car was not his, and he was not ready to ask for it, as for whose name the car was registered, then let it be who pays the fine.

Of course, speeding is speeding, Red Light Yan Murong still doesn't go back, he cherishes his life very much, don't kill him, but die in a car accident, that one will lose a lot.

According to the instructions of the navigator, Yan Murong soon came to the Shengshi Hyatt Hotel. After stopping the car at an intersection 500 miles from the hotel, I walked to the hotel.

Compared with Victoria, this hotel is indeed not too luxurious, just a three-star hotel, Yan Murong is a little puzzled, Dong Wuyan is so rich, why don't he buy a house by himself outside, but always run to the hotel to open a room - if you like to open a room, why not go to a better hotel?

"Hello sir."

"I'm looking for someone." Before the welcome words were spoken, Yan Murong waved his hand, indicating that there was nothing he needed help with.

The welcome opened his mouth and stood back at his post.

He has seen a lot of such people, he must have asked his girlfriend, or he asked his boyfriend to come out and do something beneficial to his health.

Soon, the elevator reached the twelfth floor, Yan Murong looked for it, and saw the room with the 1212 number hanging on the door.

Although this hotel is 3 stars, the soundproofing is far worse than those luxury hotels.

When I was in Victoria, the music in the room was so loud that only a little sound could be heard outside.

But this hotel is different, Yan Murong doesn't even need to put his ears on the door panel, he can hear the sound coming from inside.

"Sister Dong, don't drink it, this is the second bottle." Qin Wushuang's slightly anxious voice came from inside. "What the hell is going on, is it good for you to say something, what's the use of just drinking."

Seeing that Dong Wuyan still didn't speak, Qin Wushuang asked tentatively. "Sister Dong, did someone provoke you?"

"I'm fine." Dong Wuyan said. "I'm just in a bad mood, so I'm looking for you to come out and have two drinks with me."

Two drinks?

Yan Murong, who was standing at the door and listening to the corner, smiled disdainfully.

Who are you, you said that you like women, and now you are pulling this second lady of the Qin family here, who doesn't know what you think, then he is really an eggplant.

Two drinks? Can't you go to a bar and drink?

Yan Murong raised his hand and knocked lightly on the door, and the sound of talking inside suddenly stopped.

"Who?" Qin Wushuang's voice came.

"Miss, just now a Mr. Wang sent a letter, saying that it was for Miss Dong." Yan Murong deliberately changed his voice, pinched his throat, and said in a slightly respectful voice.

"Wait." After Qin Wushuang answered, there was the sound of high heels hitting the ground in the room, but it was estimated that there was a carpet in the room, so the sound sounded a little dull.

"Click." The door was pulled open from the inside, and then, Qin Wushuang appeared at the door.

"Ah, you-"

When he saw that it was not the waiter but Yan Murong standing at the door, Qin Wushuang was shocked and wanted to scream, but Yan Murong moved faster, squeezed in through the crack in the door, and then covered Qin Wushuang's mouth, and tapped his finger on her neck.

As a result, Qin Wushuang's words were directly cut off, and the person fell softly into Yan Murong's arms.

Yan Murong didn't have time to care about her, so he directly put her flat on the ground, and then closed the door lightly.

"Wushuang? What did you just say? Dong Wuyan's voice came from the bedroom.

Because the bedroom and living room of this suite were separated, Dong Wuyan couldn't see Yan Murong coming in at all, but he didn't make a sound when he heard Qin Wushuang say two words, so he asked out loud.

"Wushuang?" Unable to hear Qin Wushuang's answer, Dong Wuyan shouted again.

"Wushuang is gone, do you want Murong?" Yan Murong stood at the door of the bedroom, leaning against the door frame, and looked at Dong Wuyan, who was leaning on the bed with a wine glass, and said with a smile.

"How are you?" Seeing Yan Murong, Dong Wuyan's pupils shrank, and he immediately stood up from the bed and looked at Yan Murong vigilantly. At the same time, her body slowly approached the small glass table next to the bed, and her mobile phone was placed on the table.

"Smack-"

A small pebble flew out of Yan Murong's hand and accurately hit the mobile phone on the table. The phone fell off the table, flipped through it twice, and then fell under the closet on the side.

"What are you going to do?" Seeing that the mobile phone was flying, Dong Wuyan simply stopped and looked at Yan Murong with a calm face. "What did you do with Wushuang?"

"Don't worry, she's fine." Yan Murong said with a smile. "I'm not a bad person, I can't do the kind of thing that just goes straight to the bazooka and kills them all."

"What do you want?" Dong Wuyan did not argue, but asked in a cold voice. In this way, he indirectly admits that he did the thing.

"What else can I do?" Yan Murong shrugged his shoulders and looked at Dong Wuyan and said. "As I said, I'm not a bad person, so I'm not going to kill you - of course, it's still necessary to talk about it."

"Oh? What to talk about? Hearing Yan Murong's words, Dong Wuyan was not in a hurry, and a disdainful smile appeared on his face, sitting on the bed and looking at Yan Murong and asking.

"You're very idle." Yan Murong said with a smile. "Why don't you ask what happened to the people you were looking for?"

"Hmph, what do you ask? This is Hong Kong, do you dare to kill them? Dong Wuyan said confidently, she was sure that Yan Murong would not make things bigger. It's a pity that she still doesn't know Yan Murong.

Yan Murong doesn't care where this is, whether it's Yanjing or Hong Kong, he has never had the consciousness of 'being a guest from afar'.

"It's very smart, I'll answer it." Yan Murong clapped his hands and said.

"You killed them?" Dong Wuyan's pupils suddenly retracted, and he asked in disbelief. She didn't expect that this guy would actually kill someone.

"Killed." Yan Murong nodded. "One was pierced through the trachea by me with a silver needle, and the other three were cut by me with a dagger—rest assured, I used to kill pigs when I was in the village, and they were very professional, and they would not be in any pain."

"Look, it's this dagger." As he spoke, Yan Murong took out the dagger with blood stains on it from his pocket and threw it in front of Dong Wuyan.

"You-"

Seeing that the dagger had dried up, but the black-red blood stains were still printed on it, Dong Wuyan was startled.

No matter how she said that she was also a woman, she was still a little scared when she was so frightened by Yan Murong.

"Don't get excited, don't get excited." Seeing that Dong Wuyan was afraid, Yan Murong smiled even more happily. "I don't mean anything else, I'm just afraid that you won't believe it, so I'll show you some evidence - actually, I just want to talk to you."