The other party used his hands to hold Zhao Changqi's fingers hard, hoping to make his breathing smoother, but Zhao Changqi's hand seemed to be welded to his neck, and it could not be shaken at all. [Fast update, the website page is refreshing, there are few advertisements, I like this kind of website the most, so I must review it]. Visit more latest chapters:.

This guy started to dance with his hands and feet, wanting to struggle desperately. At this moment, Zhao Changgui's cold voice suddenly came from his ears: "Don't move around, don't talk, or I'll crush your throat. You are just 'busing', but don't be like the two guys outside, who gave up their lives because of a small matter. This world is so beautiful, don't you think it's a pity to just leave like this? There is so much money in your bank that has not been able to spend it, and there are so many dragons and dragons in your lower body that have not been able to release it. If it's really over, it's a pity for you. Oh, by the way, I forgot to tell you that my nickname is the king of hell. I have not been a big brother for many years, and I have almost forgotten my nickname."

The farmer next to him almost laughed out loud when he listened to Zhao Changgui's words. Alas. Brother Gun is very upright, but once he becomes evil, the gods will tremble and the demons will tremble.

Not only did Zhao Changqiu's words touch the other party, but the force on Zhao Changqiu's hands gradually increased, making the other party feel scared. The other party stopped struggling and just looked at Zhao Changqi with his round eyes.

"Don't stare so wide, I'll think you are threatening me." Zhao Changqi said coldly.

The other party began to greet Zhao Changqi's ancestors in his heart, and said to himself: "You think I am willing to stare at this big eye. You pinched my neck, and I couldn't breathe. I couldn't even squint my eyes."

"I have a question to ask you, blink if you are willing to answer." Zhao Changqi asked in a low voice again.

The other party blinked his eyes quickly. Zhao Changqi then relaxed his hand slightly, allowing the other party to breathe a little more smoothly, and asked at the same time: "Tell me which room Wilson lives in."

The other party looked up at the villa, and then said with great difficulty: "The one with the light on the far left is the one on."

"I didn't lie to me." Zhao Changqi asked again.

The other party didn't say anything, just nodded vigorously.

"Okay, thank you. You accompany me to come up. Let's meet Mr. Wilson together. Since you meet me honestly, I won't hide it from you. I am Mr. Ton's person. I came here to win Wilson into Mr. Ton's camp. Tell you that there is only one purpose, which is to let you understand that if you cooperate well, you will not only not die, but once Mr. Ton becomes the head of the Mellon family, your status will rise. [Many good novels] Do you understand? By the way, what's your name?" Zhao Changqi asked while hugging the other party's shoulders and walking towards the "door" of the villa.

After hearing Zhao Changgui's words, the other party was obviously stunned. He originally thought that Zhao Changgui was here to assassinate Wilson, but it seemed that he was just to instigate Wilson and wanted Wilson to turn to Ton's camp. In this way, the person in front of him was just a lobbyist, not a killer. In this way, even if he listened to him, he would not be considered a dereliction of duty. If Wilson followed Ton in the future and his status in the Mellon family was improved, his status might really be like this guy said.

Thinking of this, the guy's face relaxed a little and said, "My name is Celter. Since you just want to persuade Wilson, why come here unfairly?"

"Do you think if we come openly, Wilson will meet us." Zhao Changqi said.

As soon as the three of them entered the villa, a bearded man came towards him. He looked at Zhao Changqi and the other two and asked loudly: "Selte, who are they? Why do you bring them in?"

Before Selt could answer, Zhao Changqi rushed to say, "The people around us, Mr. Deka, have something urgent to see Wilson. He is not asleep yet."

A hint of hesitation appeared on his bearded face, and then he said, "Then you guys wait a moment, I'll go up and say hello to Wilson."

While talking, Beard quietly wanted to "touch" his waist. He was Wilson's close bodyguard. Seeing that something was wrong with Zhao Changqiu and the farmer seemed to be a little strange, Selt's expression seemed to be a little strange, so he wanted to fire a gun.

However, just as the bearded hand touched the handle of the gun, he suddenly saw a cold light flying towards him. It was not until he felt a chill on his neck that he was surprised to see that a sharp dagger had been inserted into his neck.

Zhao Changqi looked at the farmer who was still throwing the flying knife in his right hand, and smiled and said, "Your flying knife seems to have grown again."

The farmer smiled awkwardly and said, "Brothers all have their own unique skills, but I don't, so I have been practicing flying knives hard. My goal is to one day surpass Brother Yue."

Zhao Changqi smiled and said, "Brother Yue is the sword god. He can send out ten flying knives in an instant. The sword is deadly. If you want to surpass him, you may still have a long way to go."

"Haha, kidding, Brother Yue is a genius who plays with swords, I can only be considered a talent." The farmer stepped forward, pulled the flying knife off his bearded neck, wiped the blood from the blade on the other party, then dragged the body and threw him directly into the dark corner under the stairs.

Selt was a little stunned, and he took the "sex" and life invisible rads while talking and laughing. Who are these two oriental people? This guy dared not make any tricks.

"Let's go." Zhao Changqiu greeted and walked upstairs. They went straight to the third floor and met another bodyguard on the second floor. However, this guy was quite dull. Seeing that Zhao Changqi and the other two came up with Selt, they believed Zhao Changqi's words and asked them to go up directly. Not only that, he also kindly reminded Selt, asking him to whisper when knocking on the "door", beware that Wilson scolded him for being rude.

Selt suddenly felt that sometimes being stupid is also a blessing.

The three of them came to Wilson's room door smoothly. Selt knocked on the door and said, "Mr. Wilson, it's me, Selt. Something happened in the villa. I think I must report to you in person."

"Come in." Wilson's voice came from inside.

After Wilson saw that it was Zhao Changqiu who walked in from outside the door, he immediately stood up from the chair, then reached out and grabbed the pistol placed on the table.

However, before his hand could catch the pistol, a flying knife suddenly flew into the air, a dazzling light flashed under the light, and then a "precise" hit the pistol. The pistol and the flying knife fell to the ground together in an instant, making a loud sound.

Wilson was shocked and suddenly looked up at Zhao Changqiu again, and found that Zhao Changqiu and the other person's muzzle had pointed at his head.

"Zhao Changqi. How did you come in? What do you want to do?" Wilson tried his best to calm down his 'rambling' heart and said.

He had seen Zhao Changqi's information many times, so he recognized Zhao Changqi at a glance. He was just curious that although his villa defense was much worse than Dika's manor, it was considered a three-step one post, five-step one whistle, and a large number of surveillance equipment. How could Zhao Changqi enter his room silently? However, when he turned his eyes to Selt beside Zhao Changqi, he probably knew the answer in his heart.

Zhao Changqi did not answer Wilson's words, but said with a smile: "Haha, although Mr. Wilson's life in the Mellon family does not seem to be as glorious as it looks. He can't rest so late. Alas. Staying up late often will reduce your life, don't you know?"

As the president of Green Arrow Group and Deka's intelligence leader, Wilson has to deal with too many things every day, so staying up late has become his habit;

"Zhao Changqi, stop talking nonsense, what do you want to do?" Wilson asked. He felt vaguely that Zhao Changqi came to him at this time, as if he was not trying to kill him.

"Haha, I want to make a "trade" with Mr. Wilson. I wonder if Mr. Wilson is interested." Zhao Changqiu said as he walked to a wine cabinet in the corner of the wall, took out a bottle of collectible red wine from it, threw out the soul-chasing gun, and just slashed the bottle mouth, and flew out with a bang.

Zhao Changqi then took out two wine glasses from the wine cabinet, walked to Wilson, and placed the wine glass and bottle on Wilson's desk.

Wilson looked at Zhao Changqiu's movements and couldn't help but feel a little 'haired' in his heart, and he couldn't help asking: "Zhao Changqiu, what kind of 'trading' do you want to do with me."

Zhao Changqi still did not answer Wilson's words, but said: "Wilson, you talk about the dispute over the head of the Mellon family. Who can laugh at the end? Thors is still Deka."

Wilson sneered and said, "Hmph, that's going to be more important than Mr. Deka." He had no doubt about this.

"Haha, I don't think so. I think the biggest winner this time is Ton." Zhao Changqi said.

"Torne. That inconspicuous family doctor. Haha, Zhao Changqi, you are joking with me. You don't know the Mellon family at all. Mr. Deka has the Green Arrow Group, the Sword of God, and he also controls many shares in the Mellon family business. What does Tone have? Why should he compete with Mr. Deka? Humph, if Mr. Deka was not kind and did not want his brothers to fight each other, I'm afraid that Tone and your five subordinates would have gone to see the King of Hell a few days ago." Wilson said with a sneer, thinking about a way to escape.

Zhao Changqi knew that Wilson was talking about the fact that Ton and Ba Zong and others went to Dika Manor together. That time, Ton and Ba Zong and the others did walk around the ghost gate, and Zhao Changqi never denied this. So, Zhao Changqi was not angry after hearing Wilson's words, but just smiled and said, "Wilson, I admit that since our intelligence is not as good as you, we lost a move. Unfortunately, Dika did not seize the opportunity. There is a story called Hongmen Banquet in China. Have you heard of it?"

"The story of Liu Bang and Xiang Yu." Wilson said.

A few years ago, Wilson saw a Chinese performance troupe performing this program at the National Theater. He was very impressed by that performance troupe, so he remembered the program they had performed.
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