Chapter 208 The Fifth Master
Liu Changgen hugged Zhou Enqiao, placed her gently on the ground, closed her eyes for her, and said quietly:
"Enqiao, you have also been If you’re tired, just take a good sleep.”
A series of girls’ laughter came.
"Who!"
Liu Changgen turned back sharply.
I saw a young girl sitting on the windowsill, her little feet dangling.
She looked at Liu Changgen calmly:
“Human beings are really interesting.”
Liu Changgen's eyes twitched:
"Master Rattle Bell?"
This voice is very familiar, it is the black cat in the dream.
The rattle wore a sweet smile:
"Have you chosen the location of the Demon Club in the Imperial Capital?"
Liu Changgen said:
"Do you have a favorite place, Lord Rao Ling?"
Rao Ling held his finger in his mouth, thought for a moment, and said:
"How about the Seven Star Building? ”
In the Imperial Capital, the Seven Star Building is quite famous and is considered one of the top luxury shopping malls in Asia.
There are more than 300 well-known luxury stores in the mall.
Tio, Guchi, lx and so on.
There is also a Michelin restaurant, a disco that has been featured in the top 100 electronic music culture, and a sizable aquarium.
A small world where true fashion and luxury perfectly blend.
The Seven Star Building is the source of the Liu family's huge capital flow, and it is the commercial heart that Zhou Enqiao has worked hard to build for decades.
Only when Liu Changgen completely controls the Seven Star Building can the Liu family be regarded as the Liu family.
Liu Changgen hesitated for a while.
It’s not that he is reluctant to dedicate the Seven Star Building to the God of Death.
It just takes some time to clear out the remaining directors of the Zhou Family Consortium and take control of the Seven Star Building.
Rattle squinted his eyes dangerously, and pulled out a cold arc at the corner of his mouth, revealing his cute little tiger teeth:
"Is there any problem?
Although Master looks down on you worldly things, I still like you very much.
Don't let me embarrass myself in front of the other apostles~< br>
You have to remember that the master's blessing to you is just a whim, and you are not appreciated by the master.
You say, can I kill you who have been given a long life? ”
Liu Changgen lowered his head and said solemnly:
"I will try my best!"
Railing Ling glanced at Liu Changgen with satisfaction:
"What a good boy."
>Liu Changgen looks like he could be a bell-ringer.
Liu Changgen didn't feel any discomfort when the bell was rang and praised as "good".
. . . . . .
Night, Imperial Capital, Mandala Bar.
Li Yang was sitting near the bar, scrolling through short videos on his phone.
The big topic of spiritual energy recovery has attracted many bloggers.
The secrets about the ancient legends of Xia Kingdom seem to have been dug up during this era.
For example, the tomb of the princess of the Western Han Dynasty, Suolongjing, and Jiangjun Mountain.
Wait, wait, etc., it has indeed become popular among a large number of bloggers.
The most popular one is ‘Adventure Jason’.
Netizens have mixed opinions about him.
Some people say that we should advocate science. Even foreigners understand this truth. Why is it that no one in Great Xia understands it?
Some people say that the Xia Kingdom has been passed down for five thousand years. If you have never seen it, it does not mean it does not exist. How can you say that the ancient legends of the Xia Kingdom are false?
Li Yang put down his phone.
The greater the controversy over spiritual energy recovery, the more benefits it will bring to him.
This kind of controversy has pushed the revival of spiritual energy to the highest hot spot in disguise.
Three slutty men walked into the bar.
They started making noises as soon as they entered the bar.
“Where is the bartender?”
“Damn it, are you mute?”
Among the three men, the leader has a buzz cut and a hair hanging around his neck. A middle-aged man with a string of stars and moon.
Judging from his appearance, he is a veteran of the imperial capital.
Yang Xiao looked at these people with squinted eyes:
"What's the matter with you guys?"
Lao Pao was sitting on a high chair with a gloomy face. , said:
“Do you know me?”
Yang Xiao shook his head. He really is the only one who doesn't know about the little people in the imperial capital.
Lao Pao smiled contemptuously:
“You don’t know me, how dare you work in Liuli Hutong to make a living?
Your boss doesn’t know what to do? Do you want to worship the mountain? ”
Yang Xiao glanced at Li Yang.
It seems to be asking, should I kill it now, or should I find a place where no one is around and kill it later?
Li Yang looked down at his phone.
He is very fascinated when doing things, as if the surrounding environment has nothing to do with him.
The old gun sneered:
"Take some money and forget about it for today.
Don't even think about calling the police. I'm a frequent visitor to the station.
I'll come out to find you after half a month."< br>
These veterans of the Imperial City are pure scoundrels, they know the law too well.
Know how to squat in the shortest time.
They are like flies, harmless but disgusting.
Anyway, those who are barefoot are not afraid of those who wear shoes. Those who can afford to open a bar will definitely not have time to bother with them.
Sooner or later, you have to come up with the ‘protection money’.
The most fearful person when opening a bar or doing business is this kind of person.
Everyone with background said hello to the local big brother, and no one came to cause trouble.
Those who have no background have to be annoyed by these scoundrels and end up spending money to eliminate the trouble.
These scoundrels are also picky. In a small bar of this size, generally speaking, the boss’s backstage will not be too strong, or there will even be no backstage.
They have seen many artistic young people who want to open bars and start businesses.
At this time, the door of the bar opened.
A thin middle-aged man walked in, walked straight to the bar, and stood among several rogues.
He was a regular at the bar and came on the first day it opened.
The thin middle-aged man said softly:
“Get out.”
The two younger brothers next to Lao Pao showed angry faces. They were about to point at the thin middle-aged man and scold him. Pao quickly stopped the two younger brothers.
The old gunman looked at the middle-aged man carefully, his eyes showing shock:
"You, are you the Fifth Master?"
The thin middle-aged man glanced at Lao Pao:
"Know me?"
Lao Pao laughed twice and rubbed his hands. Rubbing hands:
“I used to see Mr. Wu from a distance when I was doing errands at the construction site.
The flood really washed away the Dragon King Temple. I had known that this was the territory protected by the Fifth Master. . . . . . . "
The thin middle-aged man was in a bad mood and said impatiently:
"Don't make me repeat it a second time. "
"Okay, Fifth Master, you are busy. "Lao Pao quickly winked at the two younger brothers.
How did the two younger brothers not know that they were meeting their elder brother?
They quickly lowered their heads, fearing that others would remember their appearance, and left quickly.
The thin middle-aged man glanced at the backs of several people, sneered, and smiled at Yang:
"Two glasses of whiskey."
After saying that, he found a seat and sat down.
Not long after, the sexy waitress with short white hair held a tray and placed three glasses of wine in front of the thin middle-aged man.
The thin middle-aged man frowned and said:
“I only want two drinks.”
Zhi Qiluo said:
“The other drink was invited by our boss.”
Zhi Qiluo’s attitude was cold and cold, completely unlike that of a service staff.
However, the guests here don't care and are used to it.
Zhi Qiluo has a good figure and looks very beautiful.
This kind of beauty can make you drink just by looking at her, and her attitude doesn’t matter.
The thin middle-aged man looked at Li Yang at the bar.
He is a regular customer here, so he naturally knows who the owner of this bar is.
The boss likes to be quiet and read books. He is a heavy smoker and doesn't like to talk.
The gift of wine is probably a thank you gift for the rescue just now.
The thin middle-aged man picked up a glass of wine, nodded to Li Yang, and drank it in one gulp.
It’s a toast.
The bar owner who liked reading nodded slightly at him.
Then, one person continued to read and the other continued to drink.
It’s like a sentence.
The friendship between gentlemen is as light as water.
(End of this chapter)