Poor monk does not understand love

Chapter 225

With his hands in his pockets, Zhou Zirui came to Wang Mu with three followers.

"Boy, what are you pretending to do? Let's make room." A root stared at Wang Mu and said lazily.

Wang Mu continued to drink tea but ignored him.

Zhou Zirui's neat eyebrows condensed, and a look of displeasure floated on his face. Is this person deaf?Did no one who heard him speak to him?

"Hey! Are you fucking looking for death? Let you change places!" The servant raised his voice and looked like a bully.

Looking at this scene, Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes. She couldn't understand Zhou Zirui's domineering behavior the most. The key point is that this kid always likes to show off in front of her. Isn't it just relying on the power of his Zhou family?

Thinking of this, Liu Qingqing smiled smugly, she was different from Zhou Zirui, she had always relied on herself, so she had been practicing hard all the time.

Wang Mu finally turned around, glanced at Zhou Zirui, put down his teacup leisurely and said, "Give me a reason."

Zhou Zirui frowned again, and a stern look appeared on his fair face, as if he wanted to scare Wang Mu away with this. However, Wang Mu ignored it and turned his head to continue drinking tea.

"Hehe." The three attendants laughed, gearing up their fists and said: "The boy is crazy, if you want a reason, then I will give you a reason, open your dog eyes and see clearly, this is my young master, Master Zhou!"

"Oh..." Wang Mu blinked, took another sip of tea leisurely, and said casually, "I haven't heard of it."

"Puchi!" Liu Qingqing, who was watching from a distance, smiled. This masked weirdo is quite courageous, and he also likes to pretend to be cool.

Zhou Zirui and his three followers were furious.

"Stinky boy, it seems that the toast will not be eaten and the fine wine will be fined! Brothers, smash him!" A servant roared, and he was ready to do it.

"Hello!" Liu Qingqing drank, glanced at Wang Mu, then stared at the three attendants and screamed: "Are you mistaken, this is the State Guest Hotel, Uncle Liao will see it later, What if he gets angry and refuses to meet me? That's his position, why do you have to let him get out of the way. Shameless."

After finishing speaking, Liu Qingqing rolled her eyes and walked straight to the window on the other side of the door.

Seeing this, Zhou Zirui took a light breath, thinking that what Liu Qingqing said was reasonable, but it would be bad to be seen by the messenger.

"Boy, you have the guts. It's best not to let you see you again." Looking down at Wang Mu, Zhou Zirui said sadly, then waved his hand and walked towards Liu Qingqing with his followers.

Wang Mu shook his head and laughed, what do you mean never seeing each other again?So what?What can you do to me?
Zhou Zirui naturally sat down opposite Liu Qingqing.

Liu Qingqing looked up at Zhou Zirui, and said displeasedly, "Hey, why are you sitting here with me? I was here first, so go away! You're blocking my view."

Zhou Zirui's face turned even darker. When had the young master of the Zhou family been in such a mess? First he was rejected by an unknown soldier, and then he was driven away by Liu Qingqing. It's too embarrassing.

But he didn't dare to provoke Liu Qingqing, so he got up and moved to another position with three followers.

"Master, this, this is too much of a disadvantage." A follower complained, and his face was a little bit uncomfortable.

"It's all because of that kid, and he doesn't even give you face, it's just looking for death." Another follower stared at Wang Mu and gritted his teeth.

Zhou Zirui was also looking at Wang Mu, his eyes were full of viciousness, he didn't dare to provoke Liu Qingqing, so he had no choice but to vent his anger on Wang Mu.

"Watch it for me, when I see my envoy, I'll deal with him well." Taking a deep breath, Zhou Zirui muttered in a low voice.

"Understood!" The three subordinates said excitedly, and immediately stared at Wang Mu with fierce expressions, as if they were about to eat him.

Wang Mu laughed again, not daring to offend Liu Qingqing, so he vented his anger on Lao Tzu, what kind of quality, is he more annoying than Liu Qingqing?
After sitting for a few minutes, the messenger finally arrived.

Three extended black cars stopped at the entrance in style. A group of men in black suits and sunglasses poured out from the cars at both ends, and quickly occupied the entrance of the hotel and the passageway in it. Then, the car in the middle The car door opened, and an old man with gray hair and a kind face came down in a gray Chinese tunic suit.

"Uncle Liao?" Liu Qingqing's eyes lit up, and she got up and rushed over, "Uncle Liao, I'm Qingqing, Uncle Liao, I have something to ask you, can you... Oh, don't push, where do you put your hands! "

Two rows of men in suits blocked Liu Qingqing and her followers.

Although Zhou Zirui took one step, he rushed over. Unfortunately, he couldn't break through the defense of those men in suits, and he didn't dare to go too far. After all, this messenger is the only person in Huaxia who can get in touch with the dragon group.

The envoy obviously didn't have time to talk to them. He just raised his head, smiled politely at Liu Qingqing and Zhou Zirui, and then went in the direction of the elevator under the escort of the man in the suit.

Wang Mu had been sitting at his own position. After the messenger entered the elevator, Wang Mu glanced at the place where the man in the suit pressed the elevator, then got up and walked slowly to the other side.

Liu Qingqing, Zhou Zirui and their attendants yelled for a long time, as if seeing an idol, but unfortunately it was of no use. They didn't calm down until they saw the elevator closed, and returned to their original positions with their heads downcast.

"It's all your fault! If you're not here, Uncle Liao will definitely see me." Turning her head and giving Zhou Zirui a blank look, Liu Qingqing shouted angrily, it's really hard to feel unwelcome for the dignified Miss Liu.

Zhou Zirui was even more angry, he gritted his teeth and didn't speak. He also had contact with the envoy before, and he thought the same as Liu Qingqing. If it wasn't for Liu Qingqing's trouble here, the envoy would not have treated him like this.

But in order to get Liu Qingqing, he could only bear it. He had a bad impression of Liu Qingqing at first, and if he got into a stalemate, he might have no chance.

"Huh? Master, where's that brat?" At this moment, a follower looked at Wang Mu's position and called out suspiciously.

So, Zhou Zirui also looked at Wang Mu's seat, and saw that the seat was empty, only the teacup was still steaming.

"Oh, I guess he ran away while he was in disorder, and he must be afraid that we will deal with him later."

"Damn it, it's a good thing he runs fast, otherwise he would be killed."

The other two followers shouted angrily.

Liu Qingqing was also looking at Wang Mu's position, and secretly smiled in her heart, this kid is quite clever, he accepts as soon as he sees it, very witty.

However, Wang Mu didn't leave, he had already gone up the stairs.

On the top floor of the hotel room, Wang Mu pushed open the door of the stairwell and walked out.

Wei Wei leaned out and looked to both sides, Wang Mu smiled evilly, and the group of bodyguards in suits was impressively in the corridor on the right.

A total of more than a dozen bodyguards stood on both sides, guarding the door of one of the rooms tightly.

Straightening his body, Wang Mu walked over.

"Stop!" Just a few steps away, more than a dozen bodyguards cast their gazes over. The first bodyguard raised his hand to stop him, and said coldly, "The room ahead is the envoy's room, please leave as soon as possible."

"Hehe." Wang Mu smiled lightly and kept walking.

"I repeat, the front is..."

"Hoohoo!"

Before the bodyguard could finish speaking, Wang Mu suddenly accelerated his speed.

As the wind blew, horror filled the eyes of all the men in suits. Almost at the same time, a dozen of them raised their hands to wipe their waists at the same time, and a dark pistol appeared in their hands.

However it was too late.

"Bang bang bang..."

In the diffuse afterimage, there was a muffled sound, and when the wind stopped, Wang Mu was already standing in front of the guarded door, and an afterimage slowly dissipated behind him.

The dozen or so men in suits were all stunned in place, maintaining the posture of raising their guns, and then fell to the ground one after another two seconds later, passing out in a coma.

Wang Mu shrugged his shoulders, he didn't expect that the messengers were protected by a group of mortal bodyguards.

But it's normal, this messenger is directly responsible to the leader, whoever dares to touch him, the bodyguard is just a decoration, but unfortunately, there are exceptions to everything, Wang Mu is an exception.

"I'm sorry everyone, let's sleep for a while." Grinning, Wang Mu said something embarrassed to everyone on the ground, and then pushed the door and walked in.

The old man was eating, and the silver knife and fork in his hand stopped. He raised his eyes and looked at Wang Mu who came in. There was no panic in his eyes, but he was as calm as ever.

Wang Mu secretly laughed, to be a messenger, this old man really has two skills.

"Young man, I advise you to leave here quickly, or you will be in big trouble." The messenger smiled kindly.

"Hehe," Wang Mu chuckled, "Thank you for reminding me, but I do have something to ask you."

"Oh? What's the matter." The messenger simply put down the knife and fork, leaned on the chair, and looked at Wang Mu playfully.

Wang Mu was also polite, and sat down directly opposite the old man, poured a glass of red wine elegantly, took a sip, and said, "I need you to help me with a sentence."

The old man frowned, this young man was so calm and courageous, he dared to speak to him like an order.

But Wang Mu ignored it, put down the red wine glass, looked around the rather luxurious room, and then raised his hand lightly, and saw a layer of colorful light and mist spread out, forming a light mask, covering the surroundings of the table where the two of them were sitting. shrouded.

The envoy was finally moved, and a look of solemnity appeared in his eyes. If he was a mortal, he would naturally not be afraid, but the one opposite him was obviously not an mortal. , These people have cultivation bases, but they dare not directly attack the dragon group, they will only attack the marginal people or institutions of the dragon group.

The messenger was afraid that the people in front of him were those monks who could not see the light.

"Don't get me wrong, I told you, I'm here to ask you to help." Seeing that the old man was a little nervous, Wang Mu comforted him. After speaking, his left hand slowly brushed across the void, like a magic trick, and a token would not appear. in hand.

"The token of the Dragon Group? Are you from the Dragon Group?" Staring at the familiar token in Wang Mu's hand, the envoy couldn't help but exclaimed.

Wang Mu just smiled, without directly answering the other party's question, he said leisurely, "Now, are you willing to help?"

"I have worked for the Dragon Group all my life. Since you are a member of the Dragon Group, I am naturally willing to help." Taking a light breath, the messenger sat up straight, and the tension in his heart eased a little. It will be detrimental to him as a messenger.

(End of this chapter)