Huang Long has been an arrogant and domineering rich second generation in Jiangcheng since he was a child, from childhood to adulthood, no matter where he goes, he is always received by others with the highest standard treatment, when has he ever suffered such a wretchedness.

This Huang Long's temper was well-known on the base back then, and he launched a ruthless attack, whether you were a man or a woman, he would beat you like a dog.

After translating this sentence to Huo Xing, Huang Long reflexively slapped him, the strength of this slap was surprisingly large, and the Italian girl was fanned out by Huang Long from the front of the service desk, and she fainted directly the moment she landed.

Another Italian girl let out a scream when she saw such a scene, and at this time, around this lobby, more than a dozen tall security guards rushed towards this side.

They were all carrying rubber sticks in their hands, and their faces were fierce, and some of them had even touched their hands to their waists, which felt like they were going to touch a gun.

Ye, who had been standing next to her and had not spoken, suddenly moved, and the Seven Stars of the Dark Night stepped out, instantly dragging out a long afterimage in this hall, and in the blink of an eye, Night shuttled past these security guards, and five seconds later, she returned to Huo Xing's side.

In Ye's hand, there was a scimitar as thin as a cicada's wing, and the blade was covered with a trace of scarlet blood, and the cold air was emanating from the blade, and then the blood outside was quickly evaporated.

The dozen or so fierce security guards fell to the ground almost at the same time, and the fate of each one was almost identical, and there was a smooth opening in their necks, and blood was constantly spurting out of that opening.

The Italian girl at the front desk was directly frightened and collapsed, and when Huang Long looked at her with a smile, the girl had already cried into a tearful person.

"Tell me, what floor is your boss on?" There was a hint of playfulness in Huang Long's voice, and the language he spoke now was Huaxia: "I'll only give you three counts, if you don't understand my language, it's a pity, you'll die." ”

"Twenty-eighth floor."

As soon as Huang Long's words fell, the Italian girl actually answered Huang Long's question in Chinese, Huang Long was happy, and said: "Since you know the language of our country, why do you want to engage in racial discrimination?" It's really boring. ”

As he spoke, Huang Long slapped him casually, and the Italian girl was also slapped by him and flew out, and her life and death were unknown.

When they got the location of the boss, Huo Xing and the others didn't have any stops, and took the elevator directly in the direction of the twenty-eighth floor.

At the same time, in this building, a piercing alarm suddenly sounded, not long after Huo Xing and the others walked towards the twenty-eighth floor, on the side of the lobby, a large number of security guards converged towards the lobby, some of them began to call the police, and some of them rushed up in the direction of the twenty-eighth floor with shouting.

Huo Xing and the three of them walked out of the elevator and looked for the rooms on the twenty-eighth floor.

The 28th floor of this building is supposed to be the floor dedicated to design, and there are many rooms of all sizes, some of which are designed by designers designing all kinds of clothing or luxury bags.

In some rooms, there are a variety of photography equipment, and there are special photographers here to shoot posters for the models invited by the company.

Huo Xing and the three of them entered a room casually, and then used the most iron-blooded means to beat everyone in the room away, and finally left one who could still speak and asked the office where the boss of the company was located.

At this time, in a luxurious office on the 28th floor, a middle-aged man wearing a suit, a pair of flat eyes, and a beard was fiddling with the photographic equipment on the desk, looking obsessed.

For lovers of photography, they will have an almost crazy obsession with shooting, which is no less obsessed with gambling or drugs than we ordinary people.

Moreover, photography is also a rather money-burning hobby, take the company named Monrant arbitration, at this time, the total value of the set of photographic equipment on his desk is more than 300,000 US dollars.

In the office, in addition to Monrante, there is also a very scantily dressed young model, this model is covered with a thin silk scarf all over her body, the special angle of the silk scarf covers her sensitive parts, but the spring light below is still looming.

Monrant looked very excited, he finally assembled the photographic equipment in front of him, and then aimed at the model on the sofa over there, while taking pictures, he said in a very excited tone: "Yes, this is the shape, these groups of photos I will publish it on the cover of our company's largest advertising magazine, the silk scarf you are now approving is our company's main product this year." ”

"Dreamy, it's so dreamy, this silk scarf, I plan to sell it to East Asia, especially in China, sixty dollars each, the people over there in China are all local tyrants, people are stupid and have a lot of money."

Namot was coquettish on the sofa, and Monrant was very satisfied with a set of photos, he lit a cigar, smoked it, and looked at the photos he had taken, nodding frequently.

"Very well, let's shoot another group, pretty lady, you can be a little bolder."

The smile on the model over there became even more charming, and she tried her best to pose her boldest on the sofa, and Monrant over there suddenly exclaimed excitedly: "Yes, this is the pose, don't move, perfect." ”

With a snap, Monrant took a picture of the perfect scene of the model, and he couldn't wait to see his results, but the moment he turned on the screen, he was startled when he saw a black figure on top of the photo.

Behind the model's sofa, suddenly there was a figure in a black cloak, she was as black as ink, but she showed a white chin, how strange it looked under this lens.

Monrant was startled, raised his head suddenly, and saw that there were suddenly three more people behind the sofa, and it was Huo Xing and the three.

The model had continued to fiddle on the couch, but suddenly felt a chill coming from behind, and she turned her head to see the night under the black cloak slowly grinning through that angle. ”

The model was so frightened that her whole body trembled, and she rolled off the sofa directly, and Monrant over there scolded: "Who are you?" ”

Huo Xing and the three walked towards Mengrante unhurriedly, while Huang Long asked in Italian Chinese: "Miss Dong Xiaoqing, where is it?" ”

At the mention of Dong Xiaoqing's three words, Menglante's face changed suddenly, he hurriedly shook his head, and replied: "I, I don't know who you are talking about, if you don't go out again, I will call the security guard." ”

Huang Long wanted to continue to speak, but the model squatting on the ground next to him didn't know where to take a pistol and aimed it at Huo Xing and the three of them, however, the moment she shot, Huo Xing's dark body appeared, and she blocked the bullet.

The model was so frightened that before he could fire the second shot, Huo Xing had already shot a burst of true qi at the model's head, and the other party's head burst open like a watermelon in an instant.

Menglante turned pale with fright, he subconsciously took a step back and said, "Miss Dong, are you looking for Miss Dong?" ”

"Where is she?" Huang Long asked.

"Left." Monrant hurriedly replied: "She came to our company to discuss cooperation before, and we had a good conversation, but after signing the contract, she has already left, and I don't know where she went now." ”

Huo Xing narrowed his eyes, as an old monster who had lived for six hundred years, he could tell at a glance whether Mengrante was lying or not, he casually took off the silk scarf covering the model, walked to Mengrante on the other side of the window, and asked, "Huaxia, can you speak it?" ”

"Yes, a little." Monrant shuddered and replied subconsciously.

"Good." Huo Xing nodded, handed one side of the silk scarf to Menglante's hand, and said: "This silk scarf is a total of one meter and five meters long, I don't know if you are about to sell it to my Huaxia, does it have a telescopic effect, you hold it tightly, now, it is the critical moment to test the quality of your products, if the quality of this silk scarf you produce is not up to par, you will lose your life." ”

Monrant didn't understand what Huo Xing meant by these words at all, but he still subconsciously grabbed the end of the silk scarf.

At about the same time, Huo Xing smashed the window behind Monrant with a punch, and then kicked him out of the window with a kick.

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