Lange stood up, propped his hand on the railing, and yelled downstairs, "I'm Back!"

Everyone screamed, champagne sprayed among the flowers, the best hotel in country M, and their proud garden was ruined.

No one noticed that all the waiters suddenly quietly retreated.

They screamed, laughed, and indulged in madness.

A bewitching beauty threw herself into Lange's arms, and her flaming red lips kissed him frantically, Lange did not refuse, and the wine bottle that the two accidentally knocked over when they kissed almost spilled Shen Chi's body.

Shen Chi scolded with a smile, got up with a bottle of wine and walked to the corner.

His behavior did not attract the attention of others, and no one tried to talk to him, his personality is like this, after more than a year of getting along, they have a general understanding of Shen Chi's habits.

Shen Chi sat down in the corner and poured himself a glass of wine.

The cup reflects the fireworks blooming in the distance, like a dream.

Counting the days, in terms of the Chinese lunar calendar, it seems that tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve......

They're all celebrating, right?

He raised his hand and raised his glass to the sky: "Happy New Year, ......"

A huge roar seemed to ring in the ears, and the helicopter's air wave overturned the very romantic petal canopy that stood very high, and the canopy with countless petals was suddenly swept up into the sky by the air current, and then sprinkled down with a bang.

"Oh, what's that?" someone looked at suspiciously.

The person next to him laughed coquettishly: "Haha, is it Shen's surprise to us?"

"No, it's Lange, isn't it? This banquet was arranged by him......"

The alcohol-drugged crowd did not raise their guard against the helicopter, especially after the petals bloomed in the air.

"Wow!So beautiful!" the women with romance in their bones screamed and reached out to pick it up.

Lange, who was originally a little nervous, also relaxed, and looked at Shen Chi with a light smile, just when he saw him hang up the phone, it seemed that he felt that the banquet was not warm enough......

Shen Chi didn't look at him, he tilted his head slightly, nestled in the sofa, too far away to see his expression.

Langer made a gesture, and immediately someone turned the music up to the maximum, replaced it with a very energetic song, and the enthusiasm was ignited, and everyone cheered.

Countless petals flew in the air, and the helicopter was a little closer, hovering constantly in the sky, and the petals were driven by the air currents to spin and flutter everywhere.

With the paralysis of this helicopter, when two more helicopters were raised, no one paid any attention to it.

The music was so loud that they danced wildly, and some even tore off their disguises and indulged themselves in such a wonderful night.

Lange was also a little drunk, and the woman on his body kissed his body tenderly, slowly sliding down, licking him gently, serving him with great reverence, he slumped on the railing, letting the night breeze blow his body.

Half hot, half cold, it made him feel wonderful, as if he were in heaven.

In the warm mouth of the woman who served him, he finally reached the peak, as if fireworks were blooming in front of him, and his whole mind went blank.

In the few seconds he briefly became deaf, he seemed to hear the sound of an angel flapping his wings.

Then he heard the familiar sound of gunshots.

He straightened up a little dazedly, looked down at the blood that was rapidly spurting from his chest, and he opened his mouth, but he couldn't say a word.

Some people screamed and ran, and some even threw off their female companions to find a place to hide, but it didn't work, the bullets poured down like water directly pierced through everything, leaving them without any power to fight back.

Tonight was their revelry, and many of them didn't even bring weapons, and some of them couldn't attack the helicopter even if they did.

Lange's hand gripped the railing, he didn't want to let himself slide, he knew that the shot was incomparably accurate, as if it had been simulated many times, and it had passed through his heart with precision.

He breathed hard, as if thinking of something, and slowly looked into the corner.

Shen Chi in the corner took a slow and methodical sip of wine and raised his glass to him.

To you.

Let's go.

It's a feast, it's a slaughter.

The bullets like a stream of bullets perfectly protect this corner, and some people begin to sense that something is wrong here, but if someone tries to rush over, they will be killed instantly.

Shen Chi sat on the sofa like this, watching the faces that had been slowly familiar for more than a year fall in front of his eyes one by one.

He drank glass after glass, but his eyes were always clear.

Get drunk, he thought.

But his head was extremely clear.

He shouldn't feel sad, but the strange thing is that what comes to his mind is that he has been getting along day and night for more than a year, these people will cry and laugh, and there are also normal people's emotions......

There seemed to be a sad aura in his chest, and there seemed to be only a cup of white water in the cup, and he didn't blink his eyes, didn't move his brows, and swallowed numbly.

The three helicopters seemed to carry an endless stream of bullets, and the bullets of one helicopter always protected this corner, and no one could pass through the rain curtain composed of this bullet.

Because the noise was too loud, Shen Chi felt that his ears were a little inaudible, and when the wine in the bottle was exhausted, he took the glass with half a glass of wine left, and slowly exhaled.

The gunfire slowly stopped.

The smoke cleared, and there was no intact item at the scene except for the corner where Shen Chi was.

In the midst of the chaos, someone jumped out of a helicopter and cleaned up the battlefield.

After repeatedly confirming that no one was alive, someone got off the plane and walked straight to Shen Chi.

Shen Chi looked at him and saluted him, his mouth opened and closed, but he couldn't hear a word at all.

He lowered his eyes and looked at the cup in his hand, revealing a shallow smile that was more ugly than crying, and muttered, "Why can't I hear you when you speak?"

The few people standing in front of him looked at each other, and after glancing at each other, they stepped forward and helped Shen Chi up: "Probably drunk......

Although country M strongly asked Shen Chi to stay in country M for treatment, and promised very generous conditions, and even said that Shen Chi could continue to drive Yaotai down, and could provide him with very favorable conditions to provide the best business elite, but Shen Chi still refused.

He hadn't spoken since the end of the operation, as his ears had never heard anything.

The noise, which once felt noisy and noisy, suddenly disappeared overnight.

The whole world was dead silent.

He didn't know how others felt when faced with such a situation, but he felt that he was tired.

The Chinese authorities sent people and horses to take him back to China on a special plane, and equipped the most sophisticated medical personnel to check his body.

To everyone's surprise, Shen Chi's body was already on the verge of collapse.