Bodyguards of big stars

The first thousand and 540 nine chapters of the Hongmen Banquet!

Aunt Qin's family fell silent on the other side of the phone.

After a long time, she paused word by word: "Do you know why I persuade you to come back?"

Tang Huan shook his head: "I don't know."

"Your father called me last night." Aunt Qin said, pursing her lips. "He asked me to say hello to you."

"Huh?" Tang Huan frowned.

Tang Guozhu What does this mean?

Is there anything you can't tell yourself directly?Do I have to go to Aunt Qin's side?

"What did he say?" Tang Huan asked.

"He will take care of the affairs in the United States." The aunt of the Qin family said calmly. "Just go back to your country. Don't worry about anything."

When Tang Huan heard this, doubts arose in his heart.

Strictly speaking, this was the first time Tang Guozhu took the initiative to intervene in Tang Huan's life.

And very powerful, very domineering.

Tang Huan was not even allowed to touch the side.

"Is the problem here serious?" Tang Huan asked with a frown.

"I only know a rough idea." The aunt of the Qin family pursed her lips and said. "Why don't you go back to China first, and I'll talk to you slowly?"

It was in a negotiating tone.

Tang Huan shook his head and said, "Give me another week."

After a pause, Tang Huan pursed his lips and said, "I will return to China in a week."

Aunt Qin's family was not surprised.

She knew that Tang Huan was not the kind of person who easily listened to other people's arrangements.The postponement of returning home was completely within the expectations of the Qin family aunt.

"Well. You can figure it out." Aunt Qin nodded and said. "I only have one request."

"What?" Tang Huan asked.

"Come back alive." Aunt Qin said.

Tang Huan laughed.He nodded and said, "Don't worry. I will come back alive."

After a short pause, Tang Huan suddenly remembered something: "I remember you said last time, what kind of service do you want to give me?"

Aunt Qin's family on the other side of the phone was completely silent.

After a long time, Aunt Qin said, "Waiting for you to come back."

……

The next day.

Tang Huan received a call.

It's an unfamiliar number.

Tang Huan connected, and the man on the phone called himself Jin.

Tang Huan was taken aback for a moment, then remembered the Jinling he met at the Song family.

What is the relationship between the two?

"Is there something wrong?" Tang Huan asked politely.

"I would like to invite Mr. Tang to meet. Today is the best time." The deep voice on the phone said slowly. "Some things have to be solved sooner or later. It's better sooner than later, isn't it?"

Tang Huan frowned and said, "Are you Jin Ling's father?"

"Yes."

"Okay. You give me the address and I'll be there on time."

Tang Huan hung up the phone.

It really is the Jin family.And before Jin Ling's father hung up the phone, he told Tang Huan very solemnly that he would not let him down when he came.

"Boss, are you going out?"

Mark was called.

"The work on the shadow side has stopped." Tang Huan lit a cigarette and pursed his lips.

"Huh?" Mark said in disbelief. "We just have a clue, are we going to stop so soon?"

"En." Tang Huan nodded. "You have all withdrawn. I will handle the next thing myself."

Mark still wanted to ask, but Tang Huan shook his head lightly: "This is an order."

Mark opened his mouth and could only obey.

Tang Huan is not just the real big boss of Shadow.It is the soul of Shengtian Group.Famous all over the world.

What he decides, few people can refuse or resist.

Mark tried to make some suggestions, but was slapped in the face by Tang Huan on the spot.

At that time, he knew that Tang Huan was not a particularly easy boss to get along with.

At least, no one can think carefully in front of him.

Mark drove Tang Huan to his destination.It is a villa area in the south of San Francisco.

There are not many villas, but they occupy a large area.It is a typical rich area.

After passing through a villa, Tang Huan came to the Jin family's mansion in San Francisco.One of the mansions.

There were security personnel patrolling the door, and after Tang Huan revealed his identity, he walked in.

Just entered the main building and came to the lobby.

Tang Huan was surprised by the scene in the restaurant.

Jin Ling was beaten by Tang Huan in the Song family.

Prince Chanako, who invited Tang Huan to drink tea the day before yesterday, was also there.

There were even two young girls in black and white.

Tang Huan subconsciously guessed the identities of the girls.

It was the murderer behind the assassination of Sheffield, the Messenger of Light!

And these people were sitting on both sides of a steady man in a suit.

This stable man is none other than Jin Ling's father, King Kong, the helm of the Jin family.

A very weird name, even absurd.

But in the United States, whether it is Chinatown in every city or Wall Street in New York, his name is well-known.

Even in Huaxia, he is known as the most powerful overseas Chinese entrepreneur.Even the top officials of the country are very polite to him.

After all, he is like a business card of China in the United States.There are many things that are inconvenient for even the top management of Huaxia, but he does it very smoothly.

"Mr. Tang." King Kong didn't get up, just waved his hand and said. "Please sit down."

Tang Huan saw that the Hongmen banquet had been set up, but he happily took his seat.

Smiling, Tang Huan sat directly opposite King Kong.It was as if two tigers were fighting and confronting each other, and the atmosphere was indescribably oppressive.

"I've heard about what happened in San Francisco recently. Sheffield's death has also attracted great attention in this city." King Kong lit a cigarette and looked at Tang Huan calmly. "Mr. Tang, what's your opinion on this matter?"

"I have no opinion." Tang Huan took a sip of tea, smiled and shook his head.

"The death of Sheffield was caused by you." King Kong said calmly.

Shaking the pot?

Tang Huan raised his eyebrows and said, "The murderer is at this dining table."

After that, he cast a sideways glance at the black and white young girl.

The white clothes are as cold as frost.Dressed in black, but as charming as silk.Even the look in Tang Huan's eyes was extraordinarily enchanting.

How does it look like a murderous executioner?

She is simply a charming creature.

King Kong shook his head and said: "There are some things, the result is not reference. It depends on the instigator."

Tang Huan frowned and asked, "Mr. Jin, what does Mr. Jin mean, that Xie Feier's death depends on me?"

"Mr. Jin means." Prince Kanako took a deep look at Tang Huan. "He wants you not to pursue this matter. Otherwise, San Francisco will be in great chaos."

When Tang Huan heard this, his doubts deepened.

But he faintly felt that Kanako was speaking for King Kong.

Even, she asked King Kong.So I have to stand on King Kong's side.

"So it seems—"

pat.

Tang Huan lit a cigarette, looked around and asked, "Is this a Hongmen banquet?"

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ps: The procrastination these days is not because I have become lazy again, but because I don’t know how to write.

The website ordered the completion of the book on the 23rd of this month.Counting the two days of procrastination, I have been given a total of ten days.

But if you write normally, you have to write at least 150 million words.

Take a step back and say, with the time left for me, I can only finish writing the plot of the United States.

All in all, I can't finish this book normally.I have been very depressed these two days, because it is impossible for me to give everyone a happy ending.

I obviously still have the ingredients to make a table full of Chinese people, but now I have to make a bowl of fried rice with eggs for everyone to eat.

I really don't know how to write it.

That's it.

I tried my best to write a less blunt ending.

That's all there is to it.

Sorry everyone.It has brought you a not-so-pleasant reading experience.