Chapter 131

As night falls, the bustling city is full of lights and cars. Bustling lights seem to be burning up, converging into a silent but noisy sea.

The lights were magnificent, but there were not many people in the street. The shop in the deep lane is closed early, and the people walking on the street are nervous, looking around from time to time, for fear of any accident.

Therefore, the bustle is silent.

However, the hotel they stayed in tonight in huajingsheng is a small one, but a certain number of them have been free. A group of people wrapped in headscarves or standing, or leaning, or walking, walking near the hotel. In fact, they pay close attention to the situation around them.

The whole street was filled with a sense of solemnity. In the quiet, the air was squeezed and the compactness slowly moved away. The lights on both sides of the street are bright, but there is no sense of peace.

With a car driving high beam, slowly coming from the end of the street. The car body is black, but there are two bodyguards in black at the back of the car.

People at the door of the hotel cast their eyes when they saw the traffic coming.

"The target appears." Zhang xunmu, who lives in the hotel opposite the hotel, stands on the rooftop and changes into a casual suit. With infrared eyes, holding a sniper gun, he lowers his voice and reports to ning'ou on the other end of the walkie talkie.

"I see." Ningou, who stayed in the hotel and always paid attention to the situation of the conference room, answered in a low voice.

At the same time, he took off his windbreaker and sat on the ground, staring at the telescope and playing with the gun.

His goal is not those people, but as long as these people appear, his goal will appear.

The car outside, which looks unimportant, actually stops slowly in the car of the most important person. The driver got off and opened the door for the people in the back seat. A pair of shiny shoes stepped on the ground. Then a tall figure curved out of the car.

The Black Medium Length suit, with his hair formally combed back, reveals his broad forehead and sharp eyes like a falcon. His hair and eyes are black, but the whole sense of facial features is western. His eyes are cool, but he is calm and obviously murderous.

The people who stayed outside just drew close to him. After some inspection, they retreated from him.

He Su Rong stands, after finishing the cuff, the body side, turned to go inside.

After entering, the whole hall was as silent as if it were a light scene.

The manager who had been waiting inside saw him and immediately welcomed him, "Mr. an, this way, please."

The man called Mr. an glanced at him and asked in a cold voice, "is everything safe?"

"Don't worry, Mr. an, all the elevators in the hotel will not reach the first floor before 9 o'clock tonight, and I have arranged my own people to guard the underground exits. If there is any problem, you can directly escape from the basement." The manager nodded and reported in a low voice.

"That's good." Mr. an nodded and stood at the door of the conference room. After entering the password, he asked in a lower voice: "are our people ready?"

If tonight's deal doesn't come to an end, it's going to go straight to war and whoever wins is in charge.

The manager gave him a sign to reassure him.

Mr. an nodded his head with satisfaction. "After it's done, you can't do without it."

The manager was satisfied with a smile. After seeing him go in, he put away his smile and went back to the hall.

Not long after that, two more cars drove slowly into the two ends of the small street, crushing the shadow of the moonlight on the ground and coming leisurely.

The manager immediately arranged his appearance and strode out to wait.

A man in a white coat with black background came out from the inside. The diamond hanging on his chest was shining in the dark, which set off the man's rich family background.

And another man on the age, wearing not abrupt suit, low-key out of the car, straight body is like a landscape in the night, people unconsciously put down the posture.

They took a look at each other, but without saying a word, they turned and walked inside.

Among the group of people following the low-key man, one dressed in an Arab logo costume, wrapped in a headscarf, with two beards, strides in the domineering outer eight.

"Mr. Wen, inside..." When the manager saw that the man was going to follow him into the secret room, he spoke with an embarrassed face.

"No?" Walking in front of the low-key man, looking back indifferently, although the expression did not change, but the eyes suddenly rose a trace of displeasure.

"It's all right, please." When the manager saw this, he immediately laughed and shut up.

Anyway, it's doomed to be not peaceful tonight. Even if you bring a bodyguard in, there may not be a turn for the better.

Mr. Wen shut up and went in with his head high.

White clothes shook his head and sarcastically said: "this society is clearly civilized people, but there are still people who rely on the old to sell their old. It's really a disaster!"

When Mr. Wen heard what the other party meant, he immediately stopped, "it's not shameful to rely on the old and sell the old. I'm afraid that some people are not old but still hold airs, which is even more shameful!""You White clothes see each other without scruples retort, immediately angry three points.

"Two gentlemen, Mr. an has arrived. For your safety, please make a quick decision." When the manager saw them standing in the hall, he was afraid that they would fight at the door. He immediately put on a shy face to persuade them.

"I'm here to talk about things tonight. I'm too lazy to bother with you." Mr. Wen looked at the white clothes with disdain, and went in.

white clothes looked, a face rose up because of anger into pig liver color, but not good spot attack, after all, this is not his has the final say, then he walked in.

Walking behind Mr. Wen, the domineering man looked back at the white clothes, grunted with disdain, raised his head and continued to swagger in.

"Asshole!" White clothes see each other's entourage don't put themselves in the eyes, anger soared, looked at the person with his side, gave a look.

The other side understood and nodded solemnly.

When several people went to the fountain in the rear, except for the person who was close to them, others consciously stood at the door and divided into two columns automatically.

The person standing still swept around with sharp eyes, absorbed, and stood solemnly.

Hiding behind the curtain, ning'ou, who only relies on a small lens of the same color as the night, hides his beautiful face behind the moonlight and melts into the lights. When the warm light flows, a touch of gloomy night also seeps into his eyes. That pair of sharp, ink eyes floating between the night and the light, flow out of the demonic and arrogant color.

Is focusing on the movement below. The three most influential figures have gathered together. His telescope lens can't help turning around, but he can see that the surrounding night is thick, quiet and haunting.

I can't help wondering, what about Hua Jingsheng? Why didn't you see it?

"Ah, what's going on outside?"

Just staring at Zhang Xun outside, Wen Jun's eyes and eyebrows quenched the night. He tightened them tightly and didn't relax. "Not for the moment, but I didn't see the movement of other people. There was silence outside."

"Keep paying attention. What about our people?" Ning Ou's voice came slowly.

"Rest assured, as long as they come out, there will be no way out." Zhang Xun answered with confidence.

"Good."

They entered the meeting room with their most trusted people. One was wearing a black medium length suit, and his hair was formally combed back, revealing his broad forehead and sharp eyes like a falcon. Black hair and black eyes, but the eyes are obviously calm, murderous people have already been sitting in danger of waiting.

"Mr. Ann." Two people see this can not be underestimated the big man, have cast respect.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Bai." Mr. an didn't get up. He nodded to them with a smile, which was a response.

The two then took their seats under the sign of Mr. an.

"Mr. Wen and Mr. Bai, I believe you two can sit down for an, and then you will have a clear idea of the purpose of our transaction." Mr. an raised his head and began to speak with a smile.

"Mr. an, I'm afraid my old bone would be better tonight if you didn't protect it." Mr. Wen answered with a smile rather than a smile.

"Mr. an, although I have come, my request has been very clear before. As long as I promise, I will have no problem. But if you don't promise, I will not give in." The white clothes reclined against the chair and sat very impolitely.

When Mr. an heard what they said, he did not move his eyes, but he had the power of the storm.

"This is Damascus, the capital of Syria. There are not only gangsters, but also white ones who are our lifelong enemies. Many things can no longer be developed from your point of view. You must understand that only when you retreat can you make progress. "

"What do you mean, Mr. Ann?" White clothes heard, put away the proud sitting posture, leaned forward to ask.

After hearing this, Mr. Wen just frowned a little and didn't speak in a hurry.

"Don't you understand?" Mr. an looked puzzled when he saw the white clothes. "How long has this battle been going on? The loss of the whole country is beyond our estimation. Now it's not easy to see the signs of victory in sight. Everything is about to go into peace. You think they can ignore our troubles. If you want me to say, you'd better get out quickly, or you won't be able to leave in the future. "

"Mr. an means that there is an agreement between countries today?" Mr. Wen stares at surprised eyes and asks Mr. an for confirmation.

"No way!" Bai Yi didn't believe it. "Now is the time of the most fierce confrontation. If we don't step up the expansion of this golden time, we will be eaten by those people and fall apart in the future. I don't agree to leave, and I won't quit!" As he said this, he turned his eyes and looked straight at Mr. an with a touch of sharpness. "And this news comes out from your mouth. It's very difficult to tell whether it's true or false. It's very difficult to verify. I've been fighting for so many years and I'm about to succeed. I don't want to let it go!"

"In your opinion, I'm going to invade your territory, the only one?" Mr. an is still smiling, but the murderous spirit between his eyes has revealed his brow bone.