Ling Feiyu served dinner at more than six o'clock in the afternoon. Led Ling Xueyu's small hand into the space channel. Zhang Mingyue and the four of them played chicken eating game at home. They have little interest in the past.
Ling Feiyu leads Ling Xueyu to a small forest. Walking out of here, we soon came to the gate of Garcia's manor. Garcia has been waiting here for a long time. Garcia can't wait to see the end of vici.
"Mr. Ling, let's go in..." Garcia wants to invite Ling Feiyu in.
"I'm not going in. Take us to Vichy Ling Feiyu shook his head.
Garcia personally drove Ling Feiyu and Ling Xueyu to the city“ Mr. Ling, that Weixi is nothing. I like to use some dark means. This guy makes me feel bad. Fortunately, you have the ingredients. He was suppressed by his arrogance. " Garcia drove down the road.
Vichy's hotel is not far from the Garcia hotel. I don't think it's three miles away. No wonder they are very competitive.
"This is his hotel. Let's go up to him. " Garcia was elated. I'm eager to see what will happen to Vichy.
They came to the office area and were stopped. A beautiful woman obviously knows Garcia“ Mr. Garcia, you are the president of Vichy. Do you have an appointment? "
"Do I have to make an appointment with him?" Garcia's nose smokes“ I'm not talking to you. It's better to call him. "
Garcia felt out his cell phone and called. As soon as he got through, Garcia said, "vicy, come out to meet you. I brought two friends from China to see you. As for why, you must understand. "
Of course, Ling Feiyu and Garcia know that Li Weide will call Weixi. Tell Vichy about it.
"Well, come in!" Vicy's voice was hoarse. Look, I'm 40 or 50 years old.
Garcia's hands-free use is to let Ling Feiyu know what Weixi said. He didn't know that Ling Feiyu could hear it clearly without hands-free. But with hands-free, let the beauty know that the boss let these people in.
"Come with me, Mr. Garcia." The beauty is very polite to Garcia. As for Ling Feiyu and Ling Xueyu, she ignored them. In front of an office door, the beautiful woman knocked on the door. After a call to come in, he pushed the door open and gestured to Garcia.
"I want to kick this woman to death." Ling Xueyu said to Ling Feiyu.
"Forget it, what do you care about with a mole ant?" Ling Feiyu shook his head“ Later, if you don't know her face, let her suffer. "
When Ling Feiyu talks, he comes in with Ling Xueyu's little hand. The living room of this office is very big, with 200 square meters. On a wide sofa sat a fat man in his forties. Behind him stood four bodyguards with guns.
"Hey, Garcia, is this your first time here?" Vichy sneered“ Are these two friends from China? "
"That Lee must have called you. You must understand what we're here for. " Ling Feiyu said with a faint smile.
"Yes, yes. Li Weide called me. Say you are a martial arts master. Like Bruce Lee. " Vichy laughed. "I thought you'd come to me. I just didn't expect it to be so fast. This is not right. How can you get here so fast. It's just a few hours. You can't even come here by special plane! "
"Vicy, you're in the dark this time. Some things are beyond your imagination. In your opinion, you can't imagine how terrible a person like Mr. Ling is. Don't think you can do anything with a few guns standing behind you. " Garcia's triumphant way.
"Terror? How can you say that? " Vichy was in a state of suspense.
"Let these people out quickly." Garcia said, "give Mr. Ling an account. Otherwise, wait for Mr. Ling to do it... Well, he has already done it! "
While Garcia was nagging. Ling Xueyu was impatient, and a little aperture composed of gold and silver flew out of Ling Xueyu's eyebrows. In the twinkling of an eye, it turned into a aperture the size of a sea bowl. Flying in front of the four bodyguards. Then fly back smaller, in Ling Xueyu's eyebrow disappeared.
The four bodyguards felt a slight movement in their hands. Another look at the hands of the rifle turned into two, they hold one in one hand.
"Oh, my God of light!" Four bodyguards threw their broken guns on the ground and crossed their chests.
Vichy, of course, saw it. Hard to swallow a mouthful of saliva, some dry to Ling Feiyu way, "you are practitioners?"
"Practitioners? Do you know the cultivator? " Ling Feiyu was a little surprised.
"Yes, yes. I know. I know that. " Vichy said hastily, "my cousin Bryce is a practitioner. I didn't know you knew... "
"I do know Barry." Ling Feiyu sneered.
"It's easy to know, it's easy to know. Are you all practitioners or friends. Just let me go for Bryce's sake. By the way, I didn't know you were a cultivator, so I let Li Weide go... "Vicy was relieved. He thought that if he made an apology, it would not be a big problem.
Which knows words haven't finished yet, was seized by the person neck collar to lift to crack is two slaps in the face.
"To NIMA. What are you doing? You're sitting here Ling Feiyu slapped Weixi on the ground. Then there was another kick, which made vicy howl. This mouth only then discovered that oneself shouts not to be able to make a sound.
"It seems that Barry hasn't contacted you yet. That bastard's been scrapped by me. Now he's not a practitioner. " Ling Feiyu continued“ They're all like ants. How dare you count me
"Brother Yu, kill him." Ling Xueyu said.
When Ling Feiyu takes care of Weixi. The four bodyguards stood in the back honestly. I dare not even move.
The four of them know that they can think when they can't keep up. Use the light wheel to cut the rifle in half unimpeded. It's easier to cut off their heads.
In order not to cause the misunderstanding of these people. Four bodyguards stood there, not daring to go out of the atmosphere. Let alone help the boss.
The four bodyguards understand that they just need to move. It's going to be a killer aperture. Their heads will roll down like a ball. The little girl's scornful look and fierce eyes said everything.
It's strange to be a bodyguard. How can this little girl be so fierce. It's not a joke that his eyes are full of murders. Now open your mouth and say you're going to kill Vichy. The four bodyguards knew that the little girl was not joking or scaring. That kind of killing can only be felt by the soldiers who come back from the battlefield.