Chapter 563

Kuang Sen turned his eyes and didn't want to talk to Fang Hao.

After a while, we arrived at the grand Cantor hotel. Kuangsen seemed to be a familiar guest here. Without introducing himself, someone called Mr. Kuang to welcome him. Moreover, his face was not only a formulaic service smile, but also a little flattering.

Immediately, Fang Hao understood why it was so. Kuang Sen took out a few hundred dollar bills. The girl of the hotel immediately bowed down and took it with her hands. She said happily, "thank you, Mr. Kuang."

"Well, without much nonsense, we'll have an elegant room for the three of us and a roast whole sheep." Kuang Sen's command of the mouth, Niu Bi's local tyrant posture.

Fang Hao took a look at Qing Yilan and found that this woman was completely unmoved by Kuang Sen's local tyrant period, as if he had no relationship with her.

After a while, under the leadership of the hotel lady, I came to an extremely spacious and luxurious room. However, in this luxurious room, near the balcony, there was a groove and a brand-new metal frame. It looked very abrupt.

After a while, Fang Hao knew what the groove and shelf were for, because the chef of Cantor Hotel and several helpers came in with a cart and actually roasted whole sheep on site.

This momentum is indeed a luxury service.

Of course, in the baking process, the hotel did not neglect Fang Hao three people, constantly on a lot of special snacks, as well as a variety of fine and expensive fruit.

Kuang Sen saw Fang Hao and Qing Yilan with a look of surprise. He said with a smile, "how is it interesting? When I first came here, I was also very surprised. Did you see that the chef is your Chinese. "

Sure enough, the chef is indeed the face of an oriental. Hearing Kuang Sen say so, the Chef immediately raised his head, smiling at Fang Hao and Qing Yilan, and said in Mandarin, "Hello, welcome to Cantor hotel."

Fang Hao nodded with a smile. He found that the cook's facial features and Han people were special. He should be from southern Xinjiang. When he saw the people in southern Xinjiang, Fang Hao thought of the terrorists in Zhonghai City, and the cute little girl named Issa. He also felt that the little girl was very pitiful. He lost her father and suffered a terrible attack. He didn't know about it Is there any shadow in her mind?

However, since that time, Fang Hao has never seen the cute little girl again, but he has a bit of missing in his heart. Especially the little girl said that he looked at her with color. Thinking of this, Fang Hao couldn't help laughing.

Qing Yilan saw Fang Hao's inexplicable smile and couldn't help asking: "brother Hao, what are you laughing at?"

"I think of a very lovely little girl and can't help laughing."

"Is that your daughter?" She became curious when she was in Langdon.

"Bullshit, where do I have children? I've been guessed." Fang Hao shook his head depressed.

The conversation between them is in Mandarin. He thought Kuang Sen couldn't understand. Although this guy has an oriental face, there are too many oriental people who can't speak Mandarin abroad.

But to their surprise, this guy actually put in a word, using standard Mandarin: "ha ha, brother Hao, you don't like little Lori, do you?"

"Get out of here Fang Hao, who came back to his mind, said angrily. Thanks to this guy, he could say such a thing, although Fang Hao still likes little Lori, but how can this kind of thing come out!

"Are you also a Chinese?" Immediately, Fang Hao is surprised to ask.

"No, I'm Chinese, XJP. Of course, my ancestors are Chinese. Speaking of it, I'm also of Chinese blood." Kuang Sen laughs.

"XJP people? It's no wonder that most people in your country can speak Mandarin. "

"Yes, it's the official language." Kuang Sen laughed, then turned to see Qing Yilan, very attentive way: "Miss Qing, I have a lot of yearning for gambling masters. I don't know how much I learned from my childhood. Unfortunately, those so-called masters are not so good. I haven't learned anything. Today, Miss Qing may not know. I have been sitting at a table next to me and saw Miss Qing's skillful and unpredictable gambling skills. I'm real I admire and look forward to it. I think Miss Qing is likely to win the position of the king of gamblers. "

At the moment, Kuang Sen said very seriously, his eyes burning at Qing Yilan.

Qing Yilan subconsciously looked at Kuang Sen's thick hands, his face showed a strange color, and his heart was full of resentment. Gambling skills rely on his hands and eyes. A pair of thick hands is very difficult to use flexibly. In other words, Kuang Sen has no talent in gambling skills. He can learn something, which is ten times more than others. It is absolutely not surprising that those who taught him to gamble The man of art is this guy, so talented!

However, seeing from Kuang Sen's helping him just now, although Qing Yilan did not want to see this guy's hospitality, she still didn't hurt people's confidence, so she said with a smile: "everything needs constant persistence and hard work to be successful."

"Yes, that's what I think. I think that as long as I stick to it, I will become a real expert in gambling." Kuang Sen's classical Chinese was overjoyed, as if he had been affirmed by Qing Yilan, full of confident response.Fang Hao murmured in his heart: "I think it's enough!"

In the conversation that followed, Qing Yilan and Fang Hao gradually found that Kuang Sen's enthusiasm for Qing Yilan was not because of her beauty or liking, but because of Kuang Sen's enthusiasm for gambling.

This makes Qing Yilan feel relaxed. Just now, she thought that this guy made her mind. She didn't have a good look on this guy all the way. After all, Kuang Sen is like an orangutan, which really makes Qing Yilan unable to arouse half interest.

……

Just as Fang Hao was eating roast whole sheep and drinking good wine together, Wen Xiao and other four people, with a fat man, quickly hid in the secret stronghold of Jiang Qiang, a member of the dark group here.

And this fat man just swallowed the 6 billion US dollars paid by Chen Yan Wang, Zhao Fengjiao and others.

At the moment, Fu lengxin is sitting on a stool. In front of him is a grim looking Wen Xiao. Although Wen Xiao sends out amazing evil spirit, Fu lengxin's body can't stop shaking.

However, in the face of Wen Xiao's question, Fu lengxin gritted his teeth and did not answer. Although he suffered countless fists and feet during the period, he was completely beaten into a pig's head, but Fu lengxin did not say the whereabouts of the six billion yuan.

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