I Need to Skip Out on this Marriage

Wen Qi raised an eyebrow.

He didn't suspect that this person sent someone to follow himself. After all, he had been on the road for a day, and it was not clear if anyone followed, but he was just a little surprised.

Mr. Zhuo saw the doubts in his eyes and said, "I was bored and went around. I heard something moving before I entered the door. I didn't expect it to be you. Since I met you again, have a drink?"

Wen Qi had no unnatural expression at all, and entered the club with him.

They ordered a few bottles of wine.

Mr. Zhuo clinking with him: "It doesn't look like you're just doing art."

"It's art," Wen Qi said. "It's just that I've been wandering for a long time and learned some self-defense tricks."

Mr. Zhuo wanted to make a friend with him, and did not deliberately and deliberately. He recalled the encounters in his mind several times, and suddenly thought of a clue, looking at the young man ’s empty wrists, and contacting the fat country. The refugees were receiving. Be clear.

Juveniles may be refugees, and only war-torn countries have no time to reissue their ID cards.

The opportunity in a small city is not comparable to that in a big city. It makes sense for young people to get some money and want to develop elsewhere.

He shook his glass: "I remember your communicator is broken. Where do you live at night?"

"I'm still thinking," Wen Qi paused, "haven't asked Mr. Zhuo what?"

Mr. Zhuo said, "Open a mercenary company and do some small business."

Mercenary company, pay war money!

Wen Qi is envious of envy.

The land here is so vast and the country is so numerous that friction is definitely indispensable. As long as there is a way out, it is a business that is stable and profitable. Another profitable business is arms, and he can do it all if he has a chance in the future.

Wen Qi secretly calculated, a corner of his mouth, could not help but bring out the tone of his life: "Mr. Zhuo is too modest, this is not a small business."

Mr. Zhuo almost immediately felt the breath of the superior, and he took a moment's notice, but unfortunately, without waiting for careful discrimination, Wen Qi quickly extinguished the small flame in his heart, making it impossible to search.

Wen Qidao: "Since Mr. Zhuo started a mercenary company, I don't know if I have a business?"

Mr. Zhuo said, "Oh?"

Wen Qidao: "Borrow for identity and open a room in the hotel for half a month."

Mr. Zhuo looked at him and asked with a smile, "Well, how about me?"

"I haven't finished talking."

Wen Qi smiled and turned the work of raising his hands into a business. Naturally, the man was unwilling. He said, "You still have to help me get a communicator with an ID card, and give it to me for the sake of acquaintance. A discount, thank you. "

Mr. Zhuo smiled: "Cheng, I'll give you a friendship discount."

Wen Qi believed that the final price would definitely be negligible, thanked him, talked to him else, and listened to him for how long he would stay in the city, and said, "Maybe not too long, how about you?"

"I should stay a few more days," Mr. Zhuo said, giving him a business card. "If you have any help or want to leave these days, remember to contact me and I will give you the communicator I have done. "

Wen Qi was satisfied: "OK."

The original owner did not have the habit of drinking, and Wen Qi restrained himself after drinking three glasses of wine. Although Mr. Zhuo occasionally has an intoxicating hobby, he will not use it on the young man. When he is almost there, he calls for a subordinate and asks him to accompany the young man to the hotel to open a room with his identity card. Parted.

As soon as he returned to the villa, he received feedback from his staff.

The teenager chose a high-end hotel, and it is estimated that the heavy cash in his backpack would be squandered in a blink of an eye-he was still thinking about the teenager's wish that he wanted to make a sum of money to develop in the big city, but the teenager gave him an accident again .

The assistant happened to go downstairs to drink water, and saw the boss sitting on the sofa thoughtfully, glancing puzzledly: "Boss?"

"Well," Mr. Zhuo said, turning his fingers, "Come here and sing a song for me."

"..." The assistant burst into tears, why do you owe it so much!

Wen Qi had already drained water at this time.

He took off his clothes and fully enjoyed the hotel's jacuzzi. After a night's rest, he started investigating the influence the next morning.

The original owner was covered all the way when he came, and it was not clear where he was taken. The only clue was only a sign. Wen Qi then went in and out of the scene every day, and soon made a group of fox friends and dog friends. It was easy to set a logo to belong to a small gang.

He has collected a lot of information recently and heard of that gang.

But the people who tied the original owner are very powerful, absolutely trained, unlike the small gang can come out, but it is said that the small gang has a backer, this seems to be more reliable.

For Wen Qi, it is not difficult to check the backing of small gangs.

So five days later, not only did he find out who the backer was, he even made a breakthrough, and even figured out the other party's preferences and schedule.

On this day, he put on a pure white princess skirt, a soft and slightly curly wig, and put a thin layer of sounder on his throat. The deputy manager brought in.

He stirred his fingers and asked uneasily, "Sister Fang, will the manager really hire me?"

The deputy manager said, "Yes, believe me."

Wen Qi said: "Well ... won't it really be that, that kind of work?"

The deputy manager said, "Just rest assured, this is a serious club."

Wen Qi responded lowly, counting time as he walked forward, and finally passed the third man who stared at him straight and accidentally bumped into the other side. He was accidentally eaten tofu and exclaimed Crying and running away.

Of course, he wouldn't run, but kept the right distance. When he ran to the lobby on the first floor, he was caught up by the deputy manager. He trembledly grasped her for comfort, and then glimpsed a noble master who just came in and gave himself in his heart I liked it and choked, "Sister Fang, I'm still afraid, I won't do this job!"

He said that he turned his head and ran away, hitting into the arms of Master Gui, raised his face, and looked at it with tears in his eyes.

Master Gui drew a little breath, and held the girl like a white rabbit without thinking, and realized that he was going to break away, and he tightened up a point. He learned from the deputy manager's three words that he probably passed, and quickly joined the persuasion team. "I don't really bully people here. You may have met a bastard. I'll help you pack him, don't be afraid."

He patted the maiden's shoulder, moving very gently.

Wen Qi could not help but gradually relax and whispered.

Master Gui licked the corner of his mouth: "This club is very well treated, otherwise we should find a place slowly, drink some hot water, and then go to the interview later, eh?"

auzw.com Wen Qi looked at him with red eyes and bit his lip, a little hesitant.

Master Gui can't bear it.

This girl fits her appetite too much, as if even a single strand of hair is pleasing to her eyes, making him want to toss him on the bed. He held the girl's hand: "Let's go, don't miss a good job."

The deputy manager saw him semi-forcedly pulling the girl into the elevator, and did not stop with interest.

Some people are born cheap by nature.

An orphan from a foreign country, who is helpless, even if he is dead, who cares?

She stood in the magnificent lobby, smiling with a delicate makeup, and greeted another group of guests.

Master Gui took the girl to the fifth floor, and she found an empty private room, and went in with her.

The bodyguard reminded: "Master, boss they are coming soon."

"I know, isn't this yet? You can go there and wait for two people," said Master Gui, "this girl is pitiful. I can't ignore it since I met him."

Is it a disaster to meet you?

The bodyguards slandered and closed the door for them.

As soon as the light in the room was dark, Master Gui immediately put people in his arms.

This girl has a great body and a tall body. It is more attractive than small toys that are tired of eating. It must have a taste. He planned to do a foreplay first, and suddenly his neck was cold and a dagger arrived.

His look changed: "You ..."

"Shh ..." Wen Qi stretched out his index finger and pressed on his lips, and whispered softly, "Don't call, otherwise my hand shakes, your life is gone."

Master Gui stared at him: "Do you know who I am?"

"I know, the only seedling of Peilan Group," Wen Qi said, "I'm looking for you."

The cold sweat of Master Gui immediately flowed down, his voice was tense: "What do you want to do?"

Wen Qi said: "I want to ask the young master to help me recall. Have you tied a person a few months ago?"

Master Gui froze slightly: "I don't know what you are talking about ... hmm ..."

Wen Qi stunned the man without waiting, and sighed, "Unfortunately, time is limited."

He was a little dissatisfied with not being able to coerce a confession. He opened the communicator with Master Gui's fingerprint and clicked on the information to find out-judging by the boy's response, he must be an insider.

Wen Qi quickly browsed the page, and the room was surprisingly quiet.

At that moment, he suddenly saw the door open silently, quickly closed the communicator, messed up his hair, covered his chest in panic, and sat on the floor looking over.

The next moment, I saw Mr. Zhuo step in.

Wen Qi had another accident. The secret channel and the other side were quite destined, but he was not using that face now, and the play was still going on, so he continued to protect his chest, and his expression was terrified.

Mr. Zhuo brought the door, glanced briefly at the people on the ground, turned his attention to the girl, and raised a smile: "Beauty, what's the matter?"

He didn't look like the kind he had before. Although the corner of his mouth was smiling, the danger at the bottom of his eyes could not be ignored. Instead, the smile was evil, and the whole man was very vigorous.

Wen Qi frowned, and trembled, "He will treat me ... I, I will ..."

"Oh, this," Mr. Zhuo coaxed, "don't be afraid, I'll take you away."

Wen Qi saw him step forward and quickly distanced himself.

At about the same time, Mr. Zhuo rushed forward to catch him. Wen Qi swung sideways, slamming his elbows hard, only listening to the sound of "snap", Mr. Zhuo did not retreat, and caught the blow with one hand, and pressed forward, while holding his wrist with the other hand. , Leaning forward leaned against the wall.

Master! Wen Qi made a judgment instantly.

Although the original owner's flexibility is good, but in the end did not undergo intensive training, it really must be unfortunate for a well-trained master. He had to let his voice down, pretending to be pitiful: "I just want to get some money, you ... can you let me go?"

"Of course," Mr. Zhuo smoothed his hair gently. "I asked a question, and you could go after you answered it. I just accidentally heard a few words. Regarding the kidnapping, did you Do you know what? "

Wen Qi's heart sank abruptly, realizing that they were not destined at all-it was no coincidence that this person would come to Rocca City and appear in the hall.

The information he found is that the owner of Peilan Group is going to meet a friend in the club tonight, and since this person is an insider, it is likely that he is the friend, plus this person runs a mercenary company. The mercenary is the one who binds the original owner.

In addition, the sound insulation of the room is good. How did this person hear their conversation?

Mr. Zhuo approached him and coaxed his lover like: "Speak, baby, my heart hurts ..."

The words didn't fall, the door was opened without warning, and a group of men in suits and shoes came in, seeing a stun. The waiter leading the guests in was also a little embarrassed and looked at them dumbly.

Wen Qi lowered their arms as soon as they appeared, their shoulders shivered, and tears quickly overflowed their eyes and slid down their cheeks.

Mr. Zhuo gave him a silent look.

Wen Qi cried: "Help ... help me, this person beat and stunned my friend wanted to indecently ... help me ..."

His face is very touching this time. Except for a few perverts such as Master Gui, most people will have a desire to protect. Everyone looked at Mr. Zhuo Qi, their eyes could even penetrate him.

The assistant also entered the door, his face shocked.

He just obeyed the boss ’s instructions and transferred the bodyguard outside. He thought the boss was going to do something big. Whoever knew he would come back would hear the boss want to sleep! What the **** is this?

Mr. Zhuo looked back at them, his expression remained unchanged: "Did you hear them? Don't hesitate, get out and change to a private room."

assistant Manager:"……"

The guests:"……"

Waiter: "..."

Wen Qi's sobbing voice was a meal.

To this day, he is the first time he has seen someone who has been splashed with such dirty water and can still announce that he will continue to commit rape.

——Why didn't he see that the last name was this variety when he was drinking!