Nalan Wan'er seemed to believe it or not, but she didn't say anything more. After two minutes, I pushed the door open and went out. He Yong looked a little nervous and said, "Will this woman call the police?" Brother Cheng, let's go first. ”

Cheng Liping shook his head and said, "It's okay, we have to wait for news from Hongbin." ”

He Yong had no choice but to sit down. Within a few minutes, Nalan Wan'er, who had just been out of breath, came up again, holding the purple potion in her hand, and it turned out that she went down to the pharmacy to buy medicine. Cheng Liping squinted and lay on the bed, asked Nalan Wan'er to give herself medicine, and then said softly: "You go back to Hong Kong first, Singapore has not been peaceful these days." ”

Nalan Wan'er smiled arrogantly and said, "What's the matter, the surname Li is looking for me everywhere to settle accounts." I found the last hotel the day before yesterday, and maybe, I'll find it when I turn around. ”

He Yong pursed his lips disdainfully, and said, "What if you find it, if you are not convinced, you will beat him again, it is really fucking underwhelming." ”

Nalan Wan'er said with a smile: "His father is a member of the Chinese party, and he is very powerful here." ”

He Yong didn't know the foreign system, he only knew that the position of mayor or secretary was considered high-level, and when he heard Nalan Wan'er's words, he still didn't take it to heart, and said: "Don't worry, with us, no one can hurt you." ”

Cheng Liping was not as arrogant as He Yong, but asked very carefully: "Singapore's officials are famous all over the world. The surname Li is so nonsense, isn't he afraid that the parliament will impeach his father? ”

Nalan Wan'er pointed her finger at Cheng Liping's head and said, "You said it yourself, what else are you asking?" ”

Cheng Liping frowned, thought silently for a few seconds, and suddenly his eyes flashed, and said, "His surname is Li, is he from the Li family?" ”

He Yong was surprised: "Of course the surname Li is from the Li family, Brother Cheng, do you still need to say such a simple question?" ”

Cheng Liping shook his head and said, "You don't understand." "Singapore's founding father was Lee Kuan Yew, and his son Lee Hsien Loong was a major architect of Singapore's economic boom. In the minds of Singaporeans, the Lee family is the god of Singapore, and even if they really make some mistakes, they can be forgiven. Of course, as a mature modern country, Singapore's system is quite perfect, so the surname Lee can't go too far, otherwise there is no need for others to come forward, and the reproach of the House alone is enough for him to drink a pot.

Nalan Wan'er was worried, but there was a fearless look on her face, it seemed that she had made up her mind, as long as the surnamed Li came to make trouble again, she would make this matter bigger, and see who couldn't end it at that time. Cheng Liping secretly complained in his heart, Nalan Wan'er can make things bigger, but the identities of herself and He Yong are very sensitive, and if they are captured by the camera, they will cause more trouble. The day before yesterday, He Yong beat the person surnamed Li, and it stands to reason that he will be convicted, at least he will not be able to run away with a whipping. I had a big fight in Woodland yesterday, and now I have seven or eight more life lawsuits, and I will definitely be implicated in the investigation. Staying in normal times, Cheng Liping naturally didn't worry about it, it was a big deal to pat his ass and leave. But now that Cheng Hongbin and Ruan Guangchu have no news, how can he leave with peace of mind.

While lying on the bed and pondering, the bell at the door suddenly rang, and a female voice asked kindly outside the door, "Do you need to clean?" ”

He Yong was stunned for a moment, and then remembered that he forgot to hang out the sign of "no service". I just wanted to say no, but was stopped by Cheng Liping. "Let them in, it's fine." Cheng Liping said.

"Them?" He Yong and Nalan Wan'er both frowned.

When I opened the door, sure enough, behind the eldest sister in charge of room service, there were more than a dozen fierce and vicious young people. Although the winters in Singapore are not very cold, these people are wearing short sleeves and large tattoos on their arms and necks, which make them look a little unorthodox after all. The eldest sister seemed to see this kind of scene for the first time, and she trembled with fright, and a young man in formal clothes came out from behind everyone, pouting and saying, "It's none of your business, don't get out of here." ”

The eldest sister nodded and stepped back as if she had been pardoned. When he left, he looked at Cheng Liping with infinite guilt in his eyes. The young man in formal clothes was indeed a young man surnamed Li, and when he saw Nalan Wan'er in the same room with Cheng Liping and He Yong, he suddenly became angry, rolled his eyes and sneered: "I said that you slut, how dare you show your face with me, it turns out that you have a long ability, and you are a maid and two husbands, you are really fucking cheap." ”

Nalan Wan'er had a cold face and said, "Li Chuankai, don't talk nonsense, be careful that I call the police to arrest you." ”

"Wowhaha, I'm so scared." Li Chuankai exaggerated smirks twice and said, "You report, hurry up." Lao Tzu directly said that you are illegally providing sexual services, and see who can't eat and walk around. ”

After all, Nalan Wan'er is a female streamer, and she really can't take this kind of talk, so she can only scold Li Chuankai for being despicable and shameless with red eyes. It's a pity that He Yong is not a fuel-efficient lamp, so he immediately rushed to Li Chuankai, pursed his lips provocatively, and said, "Pocket your mother, your mother still wears a belly pocket, right?" So where did you get this wild seed? ”

Li Chuankai was furious, and the scene the night before was immediately put back in front of his eyes. "What are you doing in a daze, call me." Li Chuankai yelled loudly at the dozen or so young people.

More than a dozen young people gathered around, but the door of the room was a little narrow, and only two or three people could touch He Yong's body. He Yong has rough skin and thick meat, and he should not be tightened after two blows, anyway, whoever punches him, he will fight back as dead. Within a few rounds, more than a dozen young people were intimidated, and not only did they not squeeze into the room, but they were all beaten back into the corridor by He Yong.

"You shit, what's the use of you?" Li Chuankai shouted angrily.

"Waste your mother, much better than you." He Yong was still mending the knife on the side.

Li Chuankai was so angry that he lost his mind and punched He Yong in the chest. He Yong reached out and grabbed Li Chuankai's fist, twisted it hard, and Li Chuankai rolled and fell to the ground.

"Kneel down and sing conquest to Lao Tzu." He Yong shouted majestically.

"Sing your uncle." Li Chuankai's tears of pain came out, but his mouth was quite hard.

"It's okay to sing my uncle," He Yongle said, "If you sing well, you will be rewarded, but if you don't sing well, Lao Tzu will settle the account with you." ”

"Count on your uncle, you're fucking dead, wait, I'll call someone to come and hack you to death tomorrow." Li Chuankai was very tough, but he was still unconvinced. He Yong smiled and slapped Li Chuankai in the face, leaving a red slap print.

Li Chuankai was ashamed and angry, got up from the ground, and looked at He Yong with his eyes, as if he couldn't believe that the slap just now was on his face. Since he was a child, he has always been the object of everyone's pampering, no one has ever dared to touch a finger of him, and I can't imagine that someone would dare to slap his face in front of everyone today.

"Don't say that Lao Tzu won't give you a chance," He Yong said with a big grin, "If you really have the ability to call someone to come and hack Lao Tzu to death, Lao Tzu really won't leave, just live here and wait." ”

Li Chuankai gritted his teeth and roared angrily: "You can't leave if you want to, I have to kill you." ”

He Yong stepped forward quickly and slapped him again. "Damn, the person who was beaten hasn't come to his senses yet, it's really a dead duck with a hard mouth."

Li Chuankai was almost beaten, but the hot pain on his face made him really dare not speak up anymore. "A group of idiots, why are you still stunned, call them to roll over from Johor Bahru, do you want to do business in the future, do you want to make money!" Li Chuankai was full of anger and couldn't vent his anger, so he could only turn his head and scold at the tattooed youths he brought.

Cheng Liping's eyes flashed, but he didn't say anything, and quietly waited for one of the tattooed young men to finish making a phone call, then he walked out of the room and looked Li Chuankai up and down. Sure enough, this kid is also an addict, although it doesn't seem that serious, but he can't do without that thing for three days. In addition, he mentioned Johor Bahru, maybe clues related to Cheng Hongbin can be found from him.

The two encounters were made by He Yong, Li Chuankai had no eyes, and thought that Cheng Liping was a bully, so he opened his mouth and scolded: "Look at your mother's size, I haven't seen Lao Tzu, right?" ”

As soon as the words fell, Cheng Liping's figure moved, and two loud slaps fell on Li Chuankai's face. Li Chuankai really wants to cry without tears, you two outsiders, how to talk and do things without following the routine, scolding people without revealing shortcomings, hitting people without hitting the face, isn't this the old tradition of you Chinese?

He Yong seemed to see through Li Chuankai's thoughts, and said with a smile: "My name is Liu Zongrong, you have also checked it at the front desk, remember it clearly, and the master specializes in all kinds of dissatisfaction." ”

Li Chuankai's face was flushed, and it seemed that he wanted to rush up and fight with He Yong again. But several elevators in the corridor lit up at the same time, and a large group of people walked out. There were hotel security guards, police officers in police uniforms, and several media personnel with cameras and microphones in hand. At the end was a middle-aged man, with a blue face, wearing a suit and leather shoes, very politician-like.

Cheng Liping's heart moved, he glanced at He Yong, and pulled Nalan Wan'er to turn her head and enter the room. He Yong finally had the opportunity to be on his own, but when he saw the reporter's flash, he was suddenly blinded, Brother Cheng didn't teach himself how to deal with the media, what should I do? Standing there scratching his heart with a hundred claws, the middle-aged man took the lead in squeezing out of the crowd, stretched out his hand to hold He Yong's hand, bowed, and said with an apologetic face: "I'm really sorry, Mr. Liu, it's my godson who has no way to cause you * annoyance." ”

He Yong became more and more confused, it turned out that this guy was Li Chuankai's father. Since it's his father, why don't you be anxious with yourself, but bow and apologize? "Chuankai, why don't you come and apologize to Mr. Liu?" The middle-aged man yelled at Li Chuankai again.

Li Chuankai was about to die of grievance in his heart, he was scolded and beaten, and he had to turn around and admit his mistakes. But a group of reporters gathered here, Li Chuankai was a little confused, and he was still able to distinguish the priorities, so he dragged his steps in front of He Yong and bowed as he drew a gourd. As for the apology, he didn't say a word. He Yong reluctantly held back his laughter, stretched out his hand to help Li Chuankai, and said, "Be good, get up, I forgive you." ”