Royal International is a high-end club, with a total of six floors, and the presidential suite on the top floor is luxurious and expensive.

Huangting International is synonymous with aristocracy and high society in Heguo.

Xu Yi stood at the door of the 9999 suite, holding a cigar in his left hand, and swiped the door card three times but there was no response, he squinted his eyes and gradually lost his patience.

In the middle of the night, he suddenly raised his leg and kicked three times at the door lock—

Bang! Bang! Bang!

He was simple and rude, each kick was lethal enough, and when he counted his steps, the door "clicked" and opened in response.

"Waste." Jin Ka was casually left in the hallway, and he unbuttoned his leather jacket and pulled at the collar.

Inside, the suite is resplendent with panoramic floor-to-ceiling windows with a panoramic view of the night view, like starry skylight, dazzling.

He stood in front of the window and smoked, puff after puff, and in the smoke, the man's long figure was cast on the glass, faintly impressive.

The handsome face also seems to be a little blurred......

"Click" - suddenly, there was a sound of opening the door behind him, Xu Yi was vigilant, and his body tensed when he turned his head, like a cheetah ready to go.

The sound came from the bathroom, followed by a burst of footsteps, the footsteps were calm and powerful, and even if you stepped on the carpet, you could still feel the force.

From far to near, and finally stop behind the door.

Someone?

Xu Yijian frowned, stepped to the door of the bathroom in a few steps, leaned against the wall, and stared at the door with dark eyes.

The next second, the bathroom door opened, and the moment a long leg stepped out, he reached out to the throat of the visitor.

The man was quicker than he was, nimbly dodging his attacks and grabbing him by the throat with lightning speed.

"Who allowed you in!?" The man let out a low snort, and his strong arm pressed Xu Yi against the wall, and his hand was heavy.

Xu Yi's eyes lit up, and he raised his elbow to hit the man, but the other party let go of his hand and dodged, retreating half a meter away.

Xu Yi raised his head and swept away, facing a pair of sharp black eyes.

The man in front of him was draped in a bathrobe, the robe was slightly loose, revealing a large area of ancient paulownia-colored skin on his chest.

The strong and strong muscles, almost vigorous, mixed with the water dripping down the hair, are charming.

The man is tall and muscular, with three-dimensional and deep facial features, like a Greek sculpture, with a sharp and angular coldness in perfection.

Ying Ting's sword eyebrows flew obliquely into his temples, and his obsidian-like dark ice eyes seemed to be soaked in frost, but they were extravagant.

"Killer?" The two spoke almost in unison, their eyes fierce.

Xu Yi was faster, and an extra pocket dagger instantly appeared in the palm of his hand, aiming at the man's Adam's apple and cutting it off.

The man dodged, the sharp blade brushing against the skin, only a millimeter remained, and he circled behind Xu Yi and struck him in the back with his elbow.

"Hmm." Xu Yi stumbled slightly, immediately stabilized his body, and then turned around, and a short gun was already on his head.

"Say, who sent you?!" The man's eyes were like ice, and his body exuded a murderous aura, and if he moved, it was estimated that he would be killed.

Xu Yi was cold, with no fear on his face, and squinted at him with an arrogant and provocative gaze:

"Find out whose room this is!"

"I'm not afraid of death." The man raised his eyebrows, his extremely handsome face evoked a slight smile, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and he pulled the trigger as he spoke, and fired two shots in succession.

Ka Ka - but both shots were empty, he sneered, "You're in luck......"

The moment he removed the pistol, Xu Yi had an extra dagger in his other hand, and the handle made of gold was a double-edged sword.