Chapter 1107: The Present World: The Storm Rises Again (11)
The corners of his lips lifted a grim smile, He Hongzhang stared at his eyes, and then glanced at the distant car shadow, and a little cold was in his eyes.
There was a sound of footsteps approaching behind him, He Hongzhang put away his coldness, glanced back at He Ziheng, who was approaching with heavy steps, lowered his eyes and asked, "Mr. X, then you will be contacted?" ”
"Hmm" He Ziheng replied in a low voice, "Mr. X has come to Jiangcheng and will ...... soon"
Before He Ziheng's words fell, the black Mercedes-Benz slowly drove into the Victoria Hotel, He Ziheng's eyes lit up, and he lowered his voice and whispered, "It's Mr. X"
He Hongzhang's face also changed slightly, but it only returned to normal in half a moment, his black eyes swept over the gradually stopped vehicle, and he stepped forward with a deep smile, "Mr. X, long time no see"
"Click"
The rear door was gently pushed open, and the slender figure slowly stepped out of the door, "Master He"
He Hongzhang smiled deeply, his gaze stayed on the man's dark blue eyes for a moment, and then avoided it without a trace, "Mr. X has worked hard all the way, please go to rest with Mr. He first, He has prepared a good gift for Mr. X, I think Mr. X will like it too"
The handsome eyebrows were raised slightly, and the thin lips were lightly raised, "Good"
He Hongzhang chuckled, glanced back as if unintentionally, his eyes turned slightly, and he said with a deep smile: "I don't know if this is...... I don't look very old."
Xiu lightly hooked his lips, and said in a low voice: "She is the executor of this mission."
"Oh?" He Hongzhang raised his eyebrows slightly, looked carefully at Ling, and frowned a little uneasily, "This girl is not 18 years old yet, right?" She can ...... Ugh"
He Hongzhang couldn't go on, because the spirit didn't know when he had been bullied, and the cold blade was against his neck, and it could cut his throat with a slight movement.
"So, do you believe it?" The dagger was against He Hongzhang's life, and Ling asked coldly.
He Hongzhang swallowed his saliva slightly, his body trembled slightly, and it took him a long time to calm down his thoughts, watching Ling withdraw the dagger, and smiled with some difficulty, "The hero is a boy."
Ling lowered his eyes, quietly followed behind Xiu, and no longer spoke, He Hongzhang laughed dryly, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and led the two to the predetermined room.
It wasn't until he got on the elevator that He Hongzhang's face improved slightly.
Xiu raised his lips slightly, his blue eyes swept over He Hongzhang's pale face, and he sneered: "Ling is just joking, don't worry about the head of the He family"
He Hongzhang nodded unnaturally, but his eyes were faintly gloomy, obviously a little worried about Ling's actions, and he didn't open his mouth anymore after hooking his lower lip.
The group silently arrived at the top floor, the presidential suite of the Victoria Hotel.
He Ziheng opened the door and made a 'please' gesture to Xiubi, who was not polite and walked in. The suites are luxurious, with a retro European design that makes the whole space sophisticated.
The room is lit with a faint light, and the melodious saxophone is quite interesting.
Xiu stepped into the room, and two slender bodies greeted him.
He stopped, squinting at the figure walking forward, the corners of his lips hooked.
Two shadows stepped forward, leaning on Xiu's side one left and one right, the light aroma gently invaded Xiu's snort, he raised his lips and looked at He Hongzhang lightly.
"Master He, this is?"
"Haha, this is a small gift I gave to Mr. X, Mr. X came from thousands of miles away, he must be very tired, let Susan and Sophie take care of it, it can be regarded as a little heart from He."
Xiu Youshen smiled, raised his hand and gently wrapped his arms around the person in his arms, "Then thank you to the head of the He family."