The female president's mad dragon bodyguard

Although everyone was at a loss and the investigation had reached a stalemate, Ye Lengfeng did not give up on continuing the investigation.

After all, they have now come in safely and have not been turned away, which is a good thing.

Ding Ziyan walked to the door and glanced at the densely packed heads in the corridor, feeling a little frustrated.

"Uncle, don't they know what we're here for?"

How would they know?It's nothing more than fear that they will come and make trouble.

Ye Lengfeng shook his head, reassuring them that this kind of thing can't be done overnight, and they can't act until these people let down their guard.

"Don't worry, since they let us in, they must have already thought of a countermeasure, but it won't bother me."

He is the captain of the Dragon Tooth Special Forces, and he is nothing more than a few little guys.

After Zhang Heqing returned to the office, his eyes were fixed on the pinhole camera at the door of the VIP box, but he never saw Ye Lengfeng and the few beauties coming out.

Are they really here for fun?Zhang Heqing felt something was wrong no matter what he thought, but there was no evidence.

At this moment, Zhang Heming is busy in the abandoned cold storage.

It will be Wednesday soon, so he naturally has to cooperate with Li Jizhong to deliver the goods quickly.

This time, the cooperation of several people was a little more tacit than last time, and a thin and weak homeless man was dealt with three times, five times and two times.

Today is the ninth day he has been working in the clubhouse, and Zhang Heming called him into the cold storage just after dinner.

Facing several burly men, the tramp naturally guessed their intentions.

The screams resounded through the sky, and no matter how much the homeless begged for mercy, they did not escape their murderous hands.

Zhang Heming took off his rubber gloves in the corner of the wall in disgust, and smelled the bloody smell on his body.

Even the cuffs of the shirt he was wearing inside were accidentally stained with reddish brown. He carefully folded the blood-stained cuffs inside to prevent others from seeing them.

"Work more quickly next time, don't let him yell out, my ears still hurt now."

He complained lightly, but the people under him were silent.

They all saw clearly just now that Zhang Heming just pulled a rope randomly and strangled the poor tramp to death.

He could almost be said to be dying with his eyes closed, his eyes were still wide open.

Several men in black silently cleaned up the scene, carefully wiping the blood on the wall.

"By the way, the commission from last time has already been credited to your card. I will take [-]% and you [-]%."

Zhang Heming's tone was unquestionable, he glanced contemptuously at the few transparent people who were silently packing up the corpses of the homeless, and walked out on his own.

Back at the clubhouse, the waiters in the lobby were busy delivering things to the guests.

Compared with before, today seems a little busy.

Zhang Heming went up to have a look, and asked suspiciously why there were so few waiters today.

When the front desk saw that it was him, he stepped forward obsequiously.

"Brother Zhang is done. The guy surnamed Ye who came to make trouble last time is here again. The boss told us to be careful, and don't make any mistakes."

Surnamed Ye?Who else, isn't that Ye Lengfeng?

Zhang Heming repeatedly confirmed Ye Lengfeng's name with the front desk.

What a coincidence, instead of looking for him, this guy slammed into the door by himself.

Is today the day for revenge?

Zhang Heming yawned lazily, and began to have a plan in his mind.

"Brother Zhang, don't act rashly. The boss has said that this man is a plague god and he cannot be offended."

The front desk belatedly realized what Zhang Heqing told him, and quickly reminded Zhang Heming.

However, the current Zhang Heming is even less likely to pay attention to what his brother said. He thinks that at least now Li Jizhong will stand behind him and support him, so he can basically ignore his brother's orders.

"Tch, you still want to stop me, let's see what you are."

He looked up and down the front desk, the contempt in his tone was undisguised.

"Tell me, which room is Ye in now? Did those hot little beauties also come last time?"

As long as he could take the opportunity to kill Ye Lengfeng, wouldn't those young and beautiful beauties be in his pocket?

It's exciting to think about it, after all, each of them is a peerless stunner with a graceful figure, if they can spend a whole night with me...

In an instant, a burst of refreshment went straight to the sky. Even if Lin Yuwei can't get it now, it's okay to be able to satisfy the hunger with a few beauties.

The front desk looked down at the record sheet on the computer screen, and after remembering Zhang Heqing's instructions, he hesitated and dared not speak out.

"What a fucking waste, I ask you, how dare you not answer."

Angrily, Zhang Heming snatched the mouse from the receptionist's hand, and wanted to go up to check which room Ye Lengfeng and the little beauties were in.

"Zhang Heming!"

There was a deafening roar in the distance, Zhang Heming was so frightened that he looked up and found that his good brother had come over at this time.

Zhang Heming nodded without fear.

"You came just in time, tell me which room is Ye Lengfeng in now?"

Zhang Heqing suppressed the anger in his heart and told him to go back to his room, but Zhang Heming didn't seem to hear him.

"I'm asking you something, don't you hear me? Don't pretend to be deaf and dumb and dictate to me here, who do you think you are?"

Zhang Heming is not tall, and now he feels that someone is backing him, so he walks swaggeringly as if he can raise his tail to the sky, which seems to give people a feeling of putting on airs.

Zhang Heqing felt ashamed to be humiliated by his own brother in public, he gritted his teeth and stared at Zhang Heming.

"I don't care which big tree you rely on, since you are still in the clubhouse, don't cause trouble for me."

Zhang Heming, however, recklessly snatched the mouse from the hand of the receptionist who had been stunned, and left contentedly after seeing the room of Ye Lengfeng and a few beauties, not knowing what to plan when he went back.

"Boss, do you want to stop Brother Zhang?"

The front desk asked timidly.

Zhang Heqing sighed and waved helplessly.

He didn't want Ye Lengfeng to leave here alive today, but his idiot brother couldn't help himself so much, it seems that today's plan can't be carried out.

"Go and stare at him to see what he is going to do, just don't make trouble."

Anyway, the two brothers have completely broken up now, and he doesn't need to wipe Zhang Heming's butt anymore, as long as the trouble doesn't affect the business too much.