Hilton Hotel.

The founder, Conrad, creates value for both business and leisure travelers by establishing and maintaining the highest level of service, in line with the famous "Conrad Service Culture" philosophy. The hotel rooms are comfortable and exquisite, the restaurant is noble and elegant, the health club is well-equipped, and the conference facilities are high-end and complete.

It's night, and the stars are like pearls, inlaid under the canopy, shining, dazzling and mysterious.

There was a murmuring sound in the bathroom, and Murphy was playing with his phone!

Not long after flirting with Murphy, Miss Dylan chose to take the initiative and asked Murphy to come out to play the merry-go-round.

Europeans and Americans, it's all like this, they make an appointment when they see the right eye, and they divide when they lose their freshness, without dragging their feet at all.

And the woman in the bathroom was none other than Dilan.

The sound was so loud that it made him play with his phone.

Listening to the noisy sound of running water in the bathroom, Mo Fei raised his eyes and glanced at the looming beauty in the bathroom, and shook his head helplessly.

Women or something, where is there a mobile phone to be fun!

Looking at the Hilton furnishings, Murphy sighed.

Seeing the Hilton Hotel, Murphy remembered Paris Hilton, thinking of Paris Hilton, he remembered the American super magical realism movie "One Night in Paris", in the second half of this year, the Sino-American co-production of Journey to the West is about to be officially launched, I will continue to play the Monkey King Monkey King, I will use the artistic image of the Monkey King to strive to create a positive image, both stylistic and stylistic, promote Chinese culture, I hope you can pay more attention.

Two flowers! Two flowers!

The bathroom door was pushed open, and a stunning-looking blonde woman slowly walked out draped in a bath towel.

With fair skin and tall figure, the moment he walks over, he brings the fragrance of bathing.

Seeing Mo Fei's gaze, Dylan stroked his hair, and secretly felt a little proud in his heart, now you should recognize my charm, right?

"By the way, what's wrong with the man you caught stealing your things? Will you be strangled to death by some tech giant rescued from the sewers? Mo Fei looked at Dilan's large expanse of exposed snow-white skin and said with a faint smile.

"You got it?" Dilan smiled awkwardly and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't deliberately deceive you at that time, the main thing is that the life safety of the employer is still threatened, and it is impossible for us to leak the news." ”

"I understand." Murphy smiled and nodded.

"But how do you know? This is our secret mission! Dylan asked.

"There are not as many secrets in this world as you think, as long as you want to check, many things are not difficult to check." Murphy shrugged.

"Oh." Dylan nodded ignorantly.

But she also discovered that Murphy didn't seem to be an ordinary person.

"Did you find any traces during your investigation, maybe the kidnapping was a scene directed by Noari himself?" Murphy asked very abruptly.

"Why do you ask?" Dylan looked at Murphy in surprise.

"I seem to be interested in detectives lately, so I researched it. Criminals are sometimes not the most suspicious, but the least suspected. Sherlock Holmes said that if all impossibilities are excluded, the remaining one, even if it is incredible, is also true. Murphy said: "I think it's very possible that Noari directed and acted by himself." ”

"How is that possible?" Dilan frowned and said, "But what is the purpose of Noari doing this?" It doesn't do him any good! ”

"Maybe he's good, but you don't find out?"

Murphy was hinting frantically, but Miss Dilan didn't understand it at all.

"But who will perform......" Miss Dilan's face was strange, and she stopped talking.

"What are you showing?" Murphy asked curiously.

"Uh......" Dylan said a little embarrassed, "When we went to rescue him last night, wasn't he in the sewer, there were a lot of rats in it, and he accidentally let a rat get into his pants......"

The next thing happened, Dylan was too shy to say, but Mo Fei already understood.

He was also full of eccentricity, he didn't expect that Noari sacrifice to be so big......

Then because of this, Murphy's deference to his crime could not continue, so he would not continue to talk about it.

Then Murphy and Dylan get to the point.

The so-called Spring Festival is worth a thousand gold, and a good night is short, so it is not easy to waste.

In the pale moonlight, the figures of Mo Fei and Dilan gradually coincided.

"Aren't we going a little too fast?"

"You're thinking too much, it's already slow."

"It seems that we don't know each other well enough!"

"Then we can gradually understand it from now on."

"Hmm...... Murphy, I'm 21 years old, what about you? ”

"I'm twenty-five, it's a little small, but it can grow a little longer......" Murphy's hand expertly reached into the collar of Dylan's bathrobe.

The next thing can be replaced by a song.

learned from Alex that Murphy had never broken off his girlfriend since he was in elementary school, and of course he knew that Murphy was a scumbag.

But why would she choose Murphy?

This world is like this, bad men will attract women, good men will attract hats, don't blame women for pursuing excitement, because calmness will only make flowers wither.

Throughout the process, Murphy was enthusiastic and skillful.

It took almost two hours of respite before the room gradually died down.

In fact, Mo Fei can continue, he cultivates Xingyi Fist, his physical strength has grown rapidly, and it is not a problem to fight for most of the day.

But Dylan couldn't, she was too tired, and Mo Fei had to let her go for the time being.

The sound of steady breathing could be heard in the room.

At night, the streets of New York are particularly lively, with an endless stream of vehicles and neon lights illuminating it, and New York, the city that never sleeps, is well deserved.

From above, the suburbs of New York are full of green, large patches of green, dark trees, light grass, urban highways intertwined and stretched among rows of high-rise buildings, and the quiet Manhattan River glistens in the sun. Looking at New York from the air, you can feel the beauty of its environment even more.

The blue water of Manhattan is surrounded by skyscrapers and bridges that outline the grandeur and grandeur of the metropolis.

Gradually, the night fell, and in the dark night, all the hustle and bustle was far away, and even the glitz and glamour of New York was gone.

The mist that gradually rises is not dispersed by the cold wind of the night.

It was nearly 2 o'clock in the morning, and both Murphy and Dylan were asleep.

The door to their room was silently pushed open, and the faint sound of footsteps advanced, leaning towards their bedroom.

The visitor quietly pushed open the bedroom door, and a black PT-945 pistol was in his hand, already loaded.

Looking at the sleeping Murphy and Dylan in the room, he smiled evilly.

The instinct of perceiving danger formed by cultivating Xingyi Fist constantly signaled to Mo Fei, causing him to open his eyes violently - the black muzzle of the gun sprayed bullets rubbing against sparks!