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"Isn't it the same for money and for me?"

"It's different, the money is pure, and you are mean. ”

Yang Fuhua smiled and said, "I am indeed a despicable villain, but what about you, what are you? ”

"You're quite right. I'm afraid the only one who can be friends with a despicable villain is a machine like me. ”

As soon as he said this, Thirty-Two disappeared again.

Yang Fuhua immediately picked up the walkie-talkie beside him and yelled with a cold face: "A silver-haired man just left from me, remember, don't mess with him!"

After killing Tony's henchman, Yang Fuhua went into the bedroom and slept peacefully, and when he came out again, the room had been cleaned and the broken chandelier had been replaced with a new one.

Uesugi Shinji is nothing more than a dog to him, and even if Tony doesn't kill him, Yang Fuhua will find an opportunity to send him back to the West. It is a big taboo for him to sell the owner for glory, let him live, maybe when he will sell himself.

As for the bodyguards who hung up, it was enough for everyone to give a little settling-in fee. As the weak, their death will not make Yang Fuhua feel sympathy, because this world follows the law of the jungle of survival of the fittest, and the weak do not even have a reason to exist.

In the huge room, only Yang Fuhua himself, the valuable Yingjue audio was turned on, and the beautiful Beethoven Sixth Symphony came out, and the mellow and surging sound gave him a sense of immersive realism.

Listening to music after killing people is a great pleasure for Yang Fuhua, just like a drug that makes him want to stop.

As night fell, a black Buick SUV drove up and stopped at the door of Yang Fuhua's big villa. The door opened, and a man and a woman stepped inside.

The woman's hair was neatly combed, she was wearing a cheongsam with blue flowers on a red background, and a snow-white mink coat on her upper body, which looked noble and elegant. She wore bright pink lip gloss, delicate eyebrows, and the orange-red blush on her face, which made her a little more delicate. The hills on her chest and the mountains on her chest are very plump, and the lotus steps are full of charm.

Anyone who sees such a woman will have the idea of sinning in their hearts.

The man next to her was in great contrast to her, his face was blue-black, as if he had been smeared with ash from the bottom of the pot. His eyes were large and abrupt, and he looked very attentive. He was wearing a thick leather jacket, but he couldn't hide the heavy anger. If it suddenly comes out in the middle of the night, it can scare people to death.

After arriving at the door, the man took out a business card and handed it to the bodyguard who guarded the door. The bodyguard took a look and found the three words of Zidiantang and was immediately in awe, and when he saw the words behind him, he was even more stunned.

The man waved his hand, and the bodyguard immediately bent over, holding the business card in both hands and returning it. Because with his identity, he doesn't deserve this business card at all.

The bodyguard made an announcement on the walkie-talkie, and only after receiving the answer did he open the door, respectfully made a gesture of please, and let the two in. Bodyguards with electronic devices then approached and briefly checked to make sure they were not carrying any weapons before finally letting them go.

In order to show his respect, Yang Fuhua changed into a well-tailored suit and stood straight in the reception room waiting.

After seeing the woman, Yang Fuhua immediately greeted her, took her bare hand and kissed it, with a warm smile on her face, and said, "Miss Chuxia, you can come, it really makes the humble house shine." ”

The woman smiled indifferently and said, "Almost all the people in China know that when they come to Qinhai City, they have to visit Mr. Yang if they don't pay a visit. I'm here a little abruptly today, and I hope I don't get surprised. ”

Yang Fuhua smiled flatteredly and said: "Where are you, no one knows Miss Liu Chuxia of Zidian Hall, Mr. Mu Rongjie is in charge of Zidian Hall, and you are in charge of Mr. Mu, hehehe......"

The two were polite for a while, Yang Fuhua turned his head to look at the man with a blue face, and asked, "I don't know if this is ......?"

"He is the altar master of our Purple Electric Hall, called the Green Ghost. ”

Yang Fuhua stretched out his hand to shake him, patted his arm, and said, "Mr. Green Ghost's name can be described as thunderous. In Zidiantang, your status is second only to Mr. Mu Rongjie, I have admired you for a long time, but I have never seen you, and today I finally see you, it is really a blessing for three lives. ”

The green ghost laughed twice, but his smile was very ugly, as if the little ghost was crying and mourning.

"You go out for a while, I have something to talk about with Mr. Yang. After Liu Chuxia gave the order, the green ghost immediately walked out.

Liu Chuxia sat down on the sofa, lifted the hem of her skirt high, and put her legs together, the slit stretched upwards until the base of her thighs, and even the soft and delicate flesh could be faintly seen.

Yang Fuhua glanced at it greedily a few times before he said with a smile: "Miss Chuxia came to visit this time, I don't know why?"

Liu Chuxia stroked his long hair, highlighted the height of his chest, blinked his big eyes, looked back and forth at Yang Fuhua, and said a little flatteringly: "Mr. Yang is handsome and free, and his appearance is dignified, and he is really a dragon and phoenix among people." ”

Yang Fuhua, who has been experienced for a long time, is naturally not an elm head, he leaned forward and said, "You praised it falsely." Or Miss Chuxia is in love with the country, I have always admired it very much, if I could go back a few years and meet you before you and Mr. Mu got together, I would definitely be crazy for you. ”

Liu Chuxia's beautiful eyes turned and said, "Why do you have to go back in time, can't you be crazy now?"

The evil fire in Yang Fuhua's heart was stirred up and scurried around. He smiled, bowed down and said, "I naturally thought, but the Mu Group Master will kill me." ”

Liu Chuxia chuckled, stretched out his fingers like shallots, poked at Yang Fuhua's head, and said, "You men are all perverts, there is no good thing, and you are the same." It's just that I never thought that the dashing and dignified Yang Gongzi didn't even dare to eat secretly, which is really a bad scenery. ”

"Don't you dare? Hmph, my lust is bigger than the sky. Yang Fuhua paced behind her, put his chin on her shoulder, and said softly.

Liu Chuxia's pretty face was crimson, like a blooming peach blossom, she bit her thin lip, and said with a playful smile: "Aren't you afraid that he will kill you?"

"To be able to possess a peerless beauty like you once, a life is nothing. ”

Liu Chuxia smiled warmly and rested her head on his chest.

"Miss Chuxia, you definitely came here not only to let me enjoy the fragrance, you and I are both smart people, although I, Yang Fuhua, am conceited, but I know that my charm is limited, and it is not to the extent that you are obsessed. Yang Fuhua said with a narrowed eye.

Liu Chuxia nodded and said, "Even if you kid is self-aware, I'm here to talk to you about a deal." ”

"Deal? The dignified dark power predator Zidiantang will also negotiate a deal with people?"

Liu Chuxia showed a gloomy face, sighed, and said: "I want Liu Chuxia to look like me and look infinitely young, but with a dead old man in his sixties, if it were you, would you be willing?"

"Of course not. ”

"According to common sense, Mu Rongjie is already so old, he should have taken a back seat a long time ago, but he has to monopolize the whole group faction, don't you say he is dead!"

(End of chapter)