The Idol Group and the Crown

When Huo Jian went downstairs, the elevator door seal was still rubbing the head of the thin ring.

Xiaohuan showed a jazz piano on the stage of Feng Tianhou this time. Usually, a teenager who looked purely innocent and like a white flower, played the piano so old that he did not lose to the old black man who played professional jazz in the United States. Indeed, Feng Jin and the audience were shocked.

Feng Jinyi still touched two thin rings of smooth, long, long hair, and smiled and waved when he saw Huo Jian coming.

"Remember to leave me two tickets for the concert."

"You lifted it up," Huo Jian said with a smile: "There are still many to consult with seniors."

Huo Jian has only been in the arts for ten years. For old people like Feng Jinmei Heng, he is also looking at the grown-up children.

He knew his position, and always kept a little awe.

Thin ring Mimi handed him a throat lozenge.

"Brother Blade is so handsome today!"

After getting off the elevator again, Huo Jian followed his memory to find his car and unexpectedly saw a familiar shadow.

He froze for a few seconds, and then accelerated his pace to meet the past.

He didn't lower his voice until he rushed to determine the facial features.

"Brother Dragon? Why are you here?"

It's mid-summer now, and Long Ji still wears a full-length suit full of formalities, and the cufflinks and tie towels are still there.

"I was breathing with Mr. Pei and came to wait for you in advance." Long Ji looked tired, and only reached out to touch his face: "I haven't seen you for a long time, and you have also worked hard recently."

Although Huo Jian still remembers the old things two years ago in his heart, he also knows that he has not yet reached the point of emotion, but he is more concerned about his brother's current state.

"You lost a lot of weight... Why didn't you wear the wedding ring?"

He looked at Long Ji's left and right hands more, and asked again after confirming again: "What happened to you and Brother Ju?"

At that time, Bo Jue showed such a high-profile wedding ring. He and Xie Lianyun were a little surprised. He didn't expect that even after a month, Long Ji didn't respond, and this matter could not be solved in the end.

Long Ji looked at him for a while and shook his head gently.

"I'm going to do something very dangerous. For the time being, I can't have anything to do with Xiaojue."

Huo Jian was shocked and realized that they were ready to start with Han's capital chain.

He didn't know how to respond for a while, and he unconsciously inserted his nails into his hand, and he said for a long time: "On our side... we have been collecting information."

One by one, one by one, all accumulate.

As long as you do it, there will also be a series of detonations here, pushing that person into the abyss that can no longer be destroyed.

Long Ji laughed, and hugged Huo Blade into his arms, tightening his arms one inch at a time.

"Blade, I always miss you," he said kindly: "Everyone in A, misses everything on the 17th floor."

"I'll leave it to you to look over here, I will come back safely, don't worry."

Huo Jian hasn't been hugged for a long time, and was a little nervous by this farewell atmosphere.

"Han family shouldn't find it yet?"

"The main thing is... this time I will bet on many of the Dragon's house cards," Long Ji closed his eyes and said lowly: "I hope it will not cause too much burden to my family."

The total assets of any large enterprise seem to be as high as a mountain, but the internal distribution is complicated and complicated, and wherever you can, you can desperately.

This dark battle took nearly two years from card start to orientation, and now it has finally reached the point of great deal.

Huo Jian took a deep breath and responded.

"Brother, we all wait for you to come back."

Shidu Xijiao Private Golf Club.

Xu Le glanced at the environment here when he got off the bus.

The defense is strong, the outer lawn and courtyard garden are invisible barriers, and there are security guards patrolling almost every five to ten meters.

"Is it Mr. Xu?" the slender Miss Yingbin said with a smile: "Mr. Han and your friends have been waiting for a long time, please come with me."

Xu Le glanced uncomfortably at the two German black backs held by the security guard and had no intention of recognizing the second mother-of-pearl button of the good shirt.

He put on his coat and followed her in.

The rich always hide their position deep.

In general, small businesses talk about business and drink directly in downtown food stalls. People with higher identities are more accustomed to hiding themselves. It is not surprising that there are dozens of strongholds in different cities.

Xu Le has been doing psychological counseling for many years, and he has faced so many powerful people. He knows that he may have entered the scope of surveillance at this moment.

The scorching sun in summer was too restless, making his neck and back sweating.

Sure enough, the location is far away.

Obviously the shuttle bus stopped beside the green ground, but Miss Yingbin turned a blind eye and took him to walk under the blazing sun for nearly twenty minutes.

She was dressed in a cheongsam and was so windy, Xu Le gradually became dry and her psychological defense line was constantly weakening.

After passing through the unknown houses, they finally stopped in front of the villa.

"You worked hard." The lady bowed slightly and turned away.

The door of the villa opened.

Xu Le tightened the zipper again and walked in with the security guard.

He knew what he would face.

The house is typical of the Scandinavian style, where large pieces of blood drizzle on marble tiles and can be easily cleaned with a mop.

Walking down the winding stairs, the signal disappeared inch by inch.

Xu Le took a long breath and heard the sound of a billiard ball hitting his sight while brightening again.

"I haven't seen you for a long time." Cuntou stopped while holding the rod, and gave a perfunctory greeting: "Xu Le, I said that there are some things you don't need to blend in."

Han Qu leaned against the sofa and flicked his huge finger in his right hand.

At the same time, the two strong men stepped out of the concealed place, strangled the joint with Xu Le, and began to search from top to bottom.

"what are you doing?!!"

"A little simple beware." Han Qu smiled and said: "It's close to the little animal, and it's hard to sit in the same car as Lao Tzu, but it's not as good as two words."

Xu Le had never been treated like this, and immediately said sharply: "Then it's your business! You let me go!"

Before he could break free of the restraint, the bodyguard had already figured out something from his trouser pocket, and threw his hand on the pool table.

It is a recorder that has been running for 25 minutes.

Han Qu chuckled and said lazily: "Continue searching."

Xu Le's face suddenly turned white, and he was crushed to the ground in an extremely humiliating posture, and was kicked for several feet.

"I brought a recording pen-because of -" he said intermittently: "You must ask me to come to such a place-too wrong -"

"Well, it's normal for people to guard against people." Han Qu let his men light a cigarette for himself and looked down at him slowly: "I'm wondering, don't give me the money, take the initiative to come together, what can you get from me ?"

Xu Le staggered in two steps and fell down on the carpet in an embarrassed way: "Lu Cheng said, he said that the depression man, the patient, he died--"

Han Qu didn't expect him to admit so quickly, but instead laughed like he saw a child in a kindergarten.

It's really no idea, boring.

Han Qu slowly stood up, standing next to him, holding his cigarette in front of him, raised his hand to pick up the tape recorder he found, and then let go.

The black pen grumbled down on the wooden floor, was stepped on by one foot, and then slowly crushed.

"It turns out to be a great man." He said lightly in a low to smooth voice: "Are you all narcissistic as a doctor?"

"I thought I could save everyone, even if I hadn't seen him before, and I wanted to be responsible for others."

Xu Le's pupils erect and his anger suddenly rises: "What did you do to that patient?!"

"I can't bear it anymore. I still think about the patient. Maybe I don't even know the name of the other person." Han Qu snorted: "It's really time for your hospital to award you an award."

"Listen," he squatted, holding Xu Le's hair in one hand, forcing the other person to look up at himself: "The man you killed, his name is Chi Ji, a dead shemale."

"I-I haven't killed anyone! I never killed anyone!!! I am a doctor!!!"

"Don't you teach me how to take good care of him." Han Qu said softly: "Take your blessing, A is broken into a muddy mud, and the rich second generation are all going home to eat old and think about dreaming. Can wake up laughing."

Xu Le was brutally sore and he hissed: "Chi Ji...... Actually Chi Ji...you..."

"Then I might as well make it clearer, so that you know how kind you are." Han Qu seemed to tell a hunting achievement. While twisting his hair scalp, he slowly said: "Chi Ji, I was under my hands Several times."

"It was only a few months with a rhythm. I couldn't bear it and got depression."

"As soon as depression came, his brothers were naïve, protecting him from everything in his arms and not letting him know what was happening outside."

Han Qu knew that Xu Lehuo could not be tonight, but he had no reservations about his record.

He laughed again and took a breath of pleasure. "I asked you once, and two or three sentences came out, and I sent something to the little pitiful."

Suddenly, Xu Le suddenly broke free from the restraint and shouted: "You are killing!!! Han Qu!!! You are killing!!!"

The two big men then pushed him back onto the carpet and kicked his feet hard to force him to continue to crawl and be humiliated.

"Killing people?" Han Qu curiously said: "The courier he received himself, the building he jumped himself, what is the matter to me?"

"It's just that I was stimulated twice, and it won't hold... I have prepared more than a dozen packages like that."

He ignored Xu Le's screams and yelled, and said: "Hey, there are a lot of good things in the package, all of these years."

"It's said that Chi Ji has been doing that since he was a child to serve rich old men. There are a lot of gorgeous photos of bed and post photos from P."

"There are a lot of black fans who hope that he will die quickly and don't cause trouble to other teammates. There are also many people who follow the trend to expel his gender and cut him..."

"Enough! You don’t have to say any more--"

"Is it enough? I didn't think so." Han Qu regretted: "I had made a three-step plan, I wanted to let this kid know how much he hated people and what kind of pickle he lived in. thing."

"It's a pity." He said lightly: "After reading a dozen photos, he jumped down."

Xu Le shouted in pain, and the bodyguard next to him punched him in the head, hitting him to near dizziness.

"It's also a pity." Han Qu turned around and said: "I didn't intend to move you anymore, but I found the door myself."

I thought I could make a splash, and I was so stupid that I brought a recording pen and sent it to death.

Not to mention, it's all right after cooking.

He unscrewed the door handle and stepped away.

"Remember to wash the blood clean and replace the carpet with new ones."

"Yes."

The moment the door opened, the dazzling light came in.

It was countless flashing lights, struggling to take pictures of what he is.

Outside the tunnel, there were police sirens approaching from near to far, and a large number of media did not know where it came from and asked him loudly.

"Mr. Han-Xie Liyun publicly reported to the police that his friend was illegally detained by you. Is this true?"

"Whether you buy such assets in the suburbs is a money laundering act—"

"Look at the inside of the house!!! There is really a person in the house!!! Kneeling!!!"

There are more people fighting to squeeze into the basement, so that they all started to push.

"Is Mr. Han your torture chamber here?"

"Have you been instructed by Han Gaozhi to do these things--"

"Snap shot inside!!! There is no signal to fuck!!!"

With a bang in Han Qu's head, nothing happened at all.

He moved his lower lip and saw that the bodyguards at his door were all held against the wall, his hands tied back.

Xie Lianyun stood at the height of the sky, staring at him silently.