"Miss Zheng, I don't know how you feel when you visited our No. 76?"

Wanli Langpi asked with a smile.

Zheng Ping smiled slightly, squinting at him, with a lot of charm between her eyebrows.

"Director Wan, you didn't just want to stimulate my nerves by going to such great lengths to get me here, right?"

"Rejoice! I like to deal with smart people and don't get tired! Miss Zheng, let's be honest, I'm a man, and you know a man's thoughts better than anyone else. As long as you promise me, not only will you not suffer from flesh and skin, but you will also be able to eat and drink spicy food all day long. On the contrary, if you don't agree, I will punish you for a crime, and make you like those in prison, life is better than death! ”

Zheng Ping couldn't help laughing: "Director Wan is also an understanding person. To tell you the truth, I'm still a yellow flower girl, and many wealthy sons want to marry me, but I haven't agreed, do you know why? ”

"Why?"

"Wait for the price! Marriage and business are the same thing. Success or failure is just a thought. I don't know how much Director Wan can afford to pay if he wants to hide Jiaojiao in the golden house? ”

Wan Lilang was stunned by Zheng Ping's words. He immediately understood that the opponent in front of him was indeed different from those fireworks women. No wonder she was not alarmed and calm about being "invited" into No. 76. It turned out that she had been mentally prepared for a long time.

In a place like No. 76, he is certainly not the most powerful person. When Zheng Ping got out of the car, Wan Lilang felt that Ding Mocun's eyes were very special when he saw her, full of burning heat and thirst.

Thinking of this, Wan Lilang felt that he was being teased. The woman in front of her is not only not the gospel, but also likely to be a disaster!

With her philosophy of life and death, it is not something that he can withstand thousands of miles.

Wan Lilang asked weakly, "How much money do you want?" ”

"I want to live in a big villa, and I want to have money that I can't spend in my life. With these two items, no matter which man, is qualified to have me! Otherwise, I'd rather destroy myself than let a man get his way. ”

Zheng Ping put forward her request so bluntly that Wan Lilang felt that he had fallen into the sea, choked on a mouthful of seawater, his lungs were hot, and even his throat was on fire. He couldn't speak ill of the woman in front of him yet, after all, what he did was not honorable.

"Director Wan, can't you agree to my request?"

Zheng Ping's charming eyes were full of provocation. This pair of soul-hooking eyes makes Wanli Lang unable to get out as soon as he falls in. Once upon a time, he was a murderous executioner, but now he has become a little indecisive and doesn't know what to do with the woman in front of him.

Because her requirements are a bit high, she can't reach them with Wanlilang's economic strength!

Over the years, Wanlilang has killed countless people, and that is all political needs, and it has nothing to do with money. Especially if he wants to maintain an outer room, his economic strength is not as good as Wu Shibao.

"Okay, I promise you!"

After hesitating for a while, Wan Lilang still agreed to Zheng Ping's request. Just get her hands on her, and we'll talk about it later.

In this cannibalistic society, as long as you have a gun in your hand, where will you have no money?

"If you want to get me, you can't hide me in No. 76, otherwise, hum, your tiger wife will find out, and I don't think you will be able to clean up the mess."

That night, Zheng Ping was transferred to the Shanghai International Hotel and stayed in a high-end hotel. Wan Lilang also sent Qi Qiang's first squad to take turns on duty.

Throughout the ages, how many heroes and heroes have not hesitated to lose their heads for the sake of beauty. Wanlilang is no exception. He wanted to buy a villa in the Japanese overseas Chinese area, and he also gave Zheng Ping a large sum of cash so that she could live without worrying about food and clothing.

So, Wan Lilang didn't notice at all that there was a pair of eyes staring at him like a wolf in the dark night.

He is Liu Dacheng!

Since the moment he met Ding Mo Estate, Liu Dacheng quietly made up his mind to create a little friction between Ding Mo Estate and Wan Li Lang, take the opportunity to squeeze Wan Li Lang, and even kill Wan Li Lang with the hands of Ding Mo Estate.

......

Ding Rucheng, the manager of Paramount Cabaret, received a phone call, and the person on the phone told him about Zheng Ping and hoped that he could go to Ding Mocun, the director of the No. 76 Secret Service Headquarters. This matter should not be delayed, otherwise Zheng Ping will fall into the clutches of Wanlilang, and he will be afraid of more evil and less auspicious.

Ding Rucheng couldn't help but be a little excited when he heard it. He was like a man groping in the dark and suddenly saw a ray of light. Ding Mochun and Ding Rucheng, both surnamed Ding, were a family five hundred years ago. The mysterious phone call also told him the dormitory phone number of Ding Mo Estate.

Ding Mochun received a call from himself as a "nephew", and then thought of the stunning beauty brought back by Wanlilang, and couldn't help but feel upset and fluctuating. A good cabbage can't be arched by a wild boar. That's a tyrannical thing!

The next day, Wan Lilang sat in the office, thinking about beautiful things with his eyes slightly closed, and the phone rang sharply. Liu Dacheng "coincidentally" was not there, he answered the phone, and it turned out to be Ding Mo Village!

"Director Wan, please come to my office."

Ding Mochun was a major general before he defected to the Japanese, and Li Shiqun was just a second lieutenant. In terms of seniority, Ding Mochun doesn't know how many times older than Li Shiqun. In the early days of the establishment of No. 76, the Japanese were afraid that Li Shiqun's qualifications would be too shallow and he would not be able to convince the public, so they invited Ding Mochun to go out of the mountain.

Therefore, Wanlilang has no reason to despise the existence of Ding Mo Estate.

Ding Mocun handed over a pack of high-quality cigars, and took out a lighter to light a cigarette for Wan Lilang, which made Wan Lilang's hand tremble and almost burn his fingers.

"Director Wan, Lao Ding, I have one thing I want to ask you to raise your hand and do me a favor. I wonder if you will give me some books? ”

When Wanlilang heard this, he couldn't help but sit on pins and needles!

"Director Ding, you are serious. If there's anything you need me to do, you can just tell me directly. ”

Ding Mo Estate sat opposite Wan Lilang, his eyes full of hope: "Director Wan, I won't tell you that you caught the wrong person last night." That Zheng Ping is not a military commander agent at all, but the girlfriend of my distant nephew. Look at this - isn't this a big flood that washed the Dragon King Temple? ”

Hearing this, Wanli Lang felt a depth charge explode, dull and violent.

"Director Ding, this-"

Ding Mochun waved his hand and continued: "Actually, I know very well what you usually do. Everyone is a brother, and if you get by, I don't care. But that Zheng Ping, Lao Wan, you should indeed give me some books. Otherwise, I won't have the face to go to see my ancestors under Jiuquan in the future. ”

"Lao Wan, how much do you want, make a price. I will definitely let Ding Rucheng meet your requirements. Both sides take a step back, and everyone is a friend. ”

Watching a pot of boiled duck suddenly fly away. Wan Lilang felt like his tears were about to come out.