…… It makes people shudder at being threatened.

In the shadows, the Xuanzhi Phoenix squinted, and a strange light flashed in the bewitching glass eyes.

Sure enough, consistent with the information she found, this person was the Silver Pavilion Master, always wearing a silver mask.

At that time, when she saw the information, she was still slandering in her heart, could it be that the owner of the Silver Pavilion was too ugly and had too low self-esteem, so she didn't dare to show her true face.

But according to the current situation, it feels a little wrong, just looking at this man's mouth and eyes, she feels that he must look very ...... Pretty.

However, just like her appearance, she will soon be killed by her gun.

What a pity.

Xuan Zhihuang hooked the corners of his lower lip with a smile, and his eyes were cold and evil.

……

The Silver Pavilion Pavilion Master walked straight in, a pair of cold eyes like a falcon shot out, and he looked around the entire top floor coldly, and passed by the floor-to-ceiling curtains without the slightest stop.

Then go to the other side of the oval table in the middle and sit down.

"Pavilion master, the most important thing in talking about business is time, you are late." The boss of the Western European Black Gang looked unhappy, and the tone of his speech was even more tantrum.

The Silver Pavilion Pavilion Lord raised his eyebrows, no, it should be Xuan Zhihuang who guessed from the man's slight pursing of his lips, and he made a slight movement with his eyebrows raised.

Very indifferent, even more rebellious.

The master of the Silver Pavilion picked up the red wine glass in his hand, his finger bones were distinct, and his slender fingertips pinched the bottom end, revealing a section of his wrist bone.

He took a sip of red wine, pursed his thin lips coldly, and suddenly spoke,

"It's just nine o'clock, and you're early."

Speaking authentic English, it sounds like a gorgeous baritone, like the strings played by a cello, and there is a chill that makes people breathtaking.

Xuan Zhihuang was slightly startled and frowned.

……

The boss of the Western European black-gang looked at the time, it was really nine o'clock, not a second was bad, and he suddenly choked his throat, quite annoyed and angry,

"Then we can start talking about cooperation?"

The Silver Pavilion Pavilion Master bent his index finger and tapped twice on the table, answering lukewarmly.

Even Xuan Zhihuang couldn't help but laugh and tease.

Tsk, where is the attitude of this pavilion master to talk about cooperation with others, it's just crazy.

This has not yet begun, and it is already expected that the business will collapse in the end.

Sure enough, as Xuan Zhihuang expected.

It's not even a quarter of an hour, and the boss of the Western European gang/gang wants to cooperate with the Silver Pavilion and monopolize the underground black *** market in the entire Western Europe, but the hot face sticks to the cold ass, and he is so angry that he slaps the table,

"Pavilion Master, what do you mean by that!"

"It's like, I don't want to do business with you." The Silver Pavilion Pavilion Master played with the goblet in his hand, and his colder tone was undisguised disdain and mocking, "I just came to tell you tonight, don't make small moves behind your back, you secretly bought a large number of arms and weapons in Monaco, and then came to shout to cooperate with me, buy and sell, you are not afraid of choking after eating such fat meat?" ”

The boss of Western Europe suddenly turned pale, his pupils widened with shock, he didn't expect to be known.

"Well, am I right?" The Silver Pavilion Pavilion Lord sneered even more.

"You ......" The Western European boss suddenly slammed his hand, and the red wine glass on the table smashed straight to the ground, "What's the matter, now someone on the *** road spends a billion to buy your life, and the person who picks up the life is the first female killer Phoenix, even if I choke on the fat, you may not have the life to eat!" ”