Kung Fu Soldier King

In the black gold club, a spacious and luxurious room, the mourning star rubbed his head and propped up his body. Suddenly he felt someone nearby. He was so frightened that he hit a spirit and went to the pillow to touch the gun.

But when he felt empty, he suddenly remembered that he had just been attacked. Rushed to the people next to him, but after jumping on it, I felt something wrong, because it was very soft.

He opened the quilt and saw that it was his lover. He sniffed and just fell asleep. He breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand and gently patted the woman's face.

"; Xiao Cui! Wake up!"; bereaved star slapped woman a few times and saw no response.

So he turned and looked around the room. The furnishings in the room are no different from the presidential suite, which can also be seen in Shengshi club.

The only difference is that there are two things on the tea table. On the left is a black star pistol with several bullets beside it. On the right, there are stacks of dollars.

The height of the dollar should be about five million by visual inspection. This is not a small amount, equivalent to 40 million Chinese coins.

The bereaved star has seen so much money in the past, but he has never had so much in his hands.

He may bring hundreds of millions of income to the Lu family, but I'm afraid he has less than a million. Only Wu Chi like Lu Meng can spend money without restriction. As for him, he can spend as much as he wants.

Licked his lips, the mourning star slowly got out of bed, went to the tea table and sat down. He had a hunch about the next thing, but his whole body was shaking.

What was before him was a choice, and he alone had to make it.

The lost star who has been sent all his life has finally realized the feeling that he can choose his own life. But this feeling was not good. He looked at the two things in front of him and closed his eyes painfully.

The door opened and the sound of leather shoes beating on the ground came. There were white Zhongshan suits, white coats embroidered with Jinfeng, inverted shawls and cigars.

The man who once brought boundless fear to the Jinling underworld appeared in front of him at the moment.

The mourning star raised his head slightly and noticed that his coat was not on his body, but casually on his body. On his wrist, he was also wearing a famous jiangstanton watch.

At the moment, his aura is not very huge. It gives people the feeling that he is like a European aristocrat, a little noble, but without losing elegance.

His cigar smoking posture is very elegant, not like those upstarts, but the kind he enjoys, which is very impressive.

Looking at the funeral star staring at his cigar, Xiao Yan took out one and handed it to him, saying, "brother Xing, haven't seen you for a long time."

"Xiao... Ninth master, it has nothing to do with a woman. Can you let her go?" the bereaved star swallowed his saliva and said shivering. Seeing that Xiao Yan didn't speak, he just handed him the cigar. He trembled and took it over.

He thought Xiao Yan would make trouble at this time and beat him first, but unexpectedly Xiao Yan didn't touch him and handed him the match.

Seeing that he lit several times without lighting it, Xiao Yan personally lit a cigar for him, which made the bereaved star feel much more comfortable and respected.

"It's natural to know that everything has nothing to do with women. But Tang Yue is a woman and Zhang Manli is a woman. Aren't you still attacked?" Xiao Yan said calmly.

The bereaved family star hurriedly said, "Ninth master, this is not the case. I was not the one who attacked Tang Yue, and Sister Li, I didn't want to move. It's all forced by the situation..."

"Who hurt Tang Yue?" Xiao Yan had only such a question and didn't ask other questions.

"I... I can't say. If I say it, I'll die." the bereaved star shook his head.

Xiao Yan pushed the black star pistol on the table forward and said, "don't say, someone will die here today."

"Kill me and let her go?" the dead star really likes this hair salon sister. He never spared his life, but he doesn't want this woman to be dragged down.

Xiao Yan smiled, shook his head and said, "I can let you go, but you must choose between these two things. Either kill your beloved woman and go out of the door alone. Or tell me who moved Tang Yue, and then you take the woman out of the door."

Pointing to the door of the suite, a sinister smile appeared on Xiao Yan's face. When he was a bodyguard, he was cold and kind. But when dealing with these people, his evil spirit showed up.

The bereaved star trembled and looked at Xiao Yan with his head tilted. He was most afraid of such people who completely ignored the morality of the Jianghu.

But the problem is that they ignore the morality of the Jianghu first, and Xiao Yan will repay them. This move is a way to return to the other, which Xiao Yan has already used.

What makes the lost star more tangled is that Xiao Yan didn't take it out on him and didn't even stop him from leaving here. But he must make a choice between betrayal and women.

Suddenly, the Death Star reached out and grabbed the black star pistol on the table.

Instead of stopping, Xiao Yan leaned against the sofa, grabbed his cigar and took a deep breath.

The funeral star grabbed the black star pistol, fiercely poked the muzzle of the gun on Xiao Yan's forehead, clenched his teeth, and was about to shoot.