Rebirth of the Celebrity Business Woman

In an alley in the Hong Kong metropolitan area, neon lights flickered, and the colorful lights concealed the mottled crazy world.

A tall and slender figure glanced at the sign on his head and walked in.

Inside is a lively scene, men and women clinging to each other, swaying crazily on the dance floor, and occasional groans hidden in the dark, which make the environment here dyed with some unpleasant colors.

The woman ordered a glass of wine, followed the bartender to flirt with her, turned around and walked to a more remote place.

Although her figure is only fleeting, it is obvious that it has attracted the attention of many glamorous hunters in the bar. The exquisite face, coupled with the cold temperament, looks like a demon girl in the dark with a wine glass. , The clothes on her body outline her beautiful figure, and she is a fairy-like woman, how can she not make people shine?

Many people were itching, and soon a man in Chinese clothes appeared more and more and walked towards the woman first, which made many people present regretful.

"Beautiful lady, are you lucky enough to have you a drink?" A voice came from the side, a pretty handsome man, staring at the woman with scorching eyes at the moment.

Tang Jingyun was holding the wine with a smile at the corner of her mouth. How could she not see the light of hunting in this man's eyes? It is strange that she has been used as a hunter for so many years, and few people dare to regard her as a prey.

Seeing Tang Jingyun smiling and not speaking, she looked in other directions. The man's eyes flashed, and he followed his gaze to find that he was an unruly middle-aged man who looked very burly and sturdy. With a masculine feeling, he couldn't help frowning, "Miss likes such a man?"

Tang Jingyun did not speak, but stared at the man. That's right, that man was the old spear who entered here separately from her. At this moment, his expression was natural, but Tang Jingyun still keenly sensed that there was something wrong with his face, and swept it with a power. Sure enough, a gun was on the back of the old gun!

She couldn't help squinting her eyes and looked at the man with a bit of Western characteristics with facial expressions. In places like Hong Kong, this kind of foreign men is not obtrusive, because foreigners are very common here.

It's just that she didn't expect the other party to have caught the old gun's whereabouts with such precision. Since they can find the old gun, so naturally...

Tang Jingyun's expression suddenly shrank!

Before she could react, a gun was already on her back, and a voice came from behind her ears, "Miss, please come with us, please?"

In this noisy environment, no one noticed the situation here, only the man who wanted to hunt for beauty just noticed here. The man was full of horror and wanted to scream, but he was stared fiercely by the man with the gun. After a glance, he shuddered subconsciously, and swallowed all those screams.

On the contrary, Tang Jingyun was very indifferent, smiled and glanced at the man, and then walked outside silently by the sign of the person behind.

It wasn't until Tang Jingyun and Lao Qiang and the others left that the man lay on the table and took a breath, sweating like rain.

Tang Jingyun and Lao Qiang looked at each other when they were outside. Before they could talk, they were pushed rudely, "Shut up! Get in the car!"

A van was already waiting outside. Tang Jingyun and Old Gun were tied behind their backs with their hands behind them and escorted into the car. The two occupies a row with two big men sitting beside each other with guns in their hands.

Tang Jingyun was silent, really high-standard treatment.

The car drove all the way, from the hustle and bustle at the beginning to the deserted, there was still a bit of bumps, in the dark night, even with Tang Jingyun's ability, she was lost, she could barely remember a few iconic things, easy to find back The way.

The car was bumped for a long time. Tang Jingyun used the method of pulse measurement to roughly estimate the time. About an hour later, the car stopped, and she and Old Gun were also rudely pushed down.

The entrance is a small building, which looks a little rudimentary, but it occupies a large area and the surrounding area is deserted.

Tang Jingyun squinted her eyes subconsciously when she was taken into the small building. It took a few seconds before she opened it, and the light inside didn't seem too glaring.

This is a large living room with very little furniture, and it looks very empty, and there is no place to hide or cover it.

Tang Jingyun looked at the man sitting in the middle of the living room. He was a fat man, a little bald, with a crooked nose and expressionless face. He had a pair of very gloomy and indifferent eyes, which made people shudder when looking at people, just like him. It's not people, but dead objects.

Tang Jingyun's pupils shrank suddenly when she saw the man!

The man was smoking a cigar at the moment, looking at Tang Jingyun and Old Gun who were being pushed in, his eyes lightly passed Tang Jingyun, and stopped on Old Gun, "Presumably this is the first confidant of Qin Ye's confidant. "

The tone of his speech was very cold, with the accent of a foreigner, and he felt very uncomfortable to listen to.

Lao Qiang squinted, "Brother Qiang didn't dare to be, the people on the road gave me a nickname "Old Gun". I think you are also a raw face. Why don't you live a good life in a foreign country? You have to commit that line?"

The other party obviously didn't want to talk, frowned, and raised his eyes under his hands to indicate that he soon saw a man being framed out, and it was Master Qin!

At this moment, Master Qin didn't have the same aura he had before. There was sweat on his forehead, and there was a blue mark on his face. It seemed that he had been "entered" before.

Ye Qin's eyes slid over the old spear and Tang Jingyun, and did not speak, but instead broke free from the person holding him, picked a sofa, and was silent, but the old spear familiar with Qin knew that Qin was already in extremes at this moment. Displeased state. And he remembered that the last time Master Qin was extremely upset, something happened probably four or five years ago. Master Qin single-handedly picked a small gang. When Master Qin came back, his clothes were all Has been soaked in blood and agglomerated, the whole person is like bathing in blood.

When Old Gun wanted to walk towards Master Qin, he was kicked fiercely behind him, his knees softened, and his knees hit the ground heavily.

But the old gun is the old gun, and he indifferently patted the dust on the trouser legs, "Sitting for a long time, my legs are weak."

Then he stood up again, limped and continued to walk towards Master Qin, his face was already pale in pain.

Such an old gun reminded Tang Jingyun of the words he had said to her, "His old gun is a dog raised by Master Qin."

It's just that this dog is unexpectedly loyal.

"Come on, what do you want?" Qin Ye coughed a few times, his voice hoarse.

"I don't want to do anything, I just borrowed Master Qin for personal affection." The bald man said.

Master Qin frowned and didn't understand the meaning of the other party's words. They worked hard to intercept him. It was definitely not as simple as giving him a lesson. When they scanned Tang Jingyun, they found that her eyes were thoughtful, with a look in her eyes. Fleeting.

The man turned his head and looked at Tang Jingyun, his eyes flashed for a few minutes, "I don't know that there is such a beautiful beauty under Qin Ye!" No one took the old gun, and he brought such a woman. If she is really so innocent. If it hurts, he wouldn't believe it. Could it be a hole card that Qin Ye has always concealed in his hand?

To say that this man, Qin Ye, has always been entrenched in the Shanghai stock market, but his reputation is quite well-known in the world. It is such a man in his thirties who has accepted the power of the Shanghai stock market since he was a boy, and he has managed the underground world of the Shanghai stock market vigorously, especially in recent years, he has been like an iron bucket for guarding the Shanghai stock market. All foreign countries that tried to break into the Chinese underworld from the Shanghai Stock Exchange are tightly shut out of the country.

With such a mindset and means, who in the world doesn't pay attention to it? Especially some Chinese gangs, there are many who uphold the ancestral precepts, and appreciate the behavior of Qin Ye. But it also made some foreign powers hate their teeth, but there was nothing to do with him.

Master Qin looked at Tang Jingyun, with a complicated expression flashing, "Why are you here?"

Tang Jingyun glanced lightly, "Let's see if you are dead."

"Although he is not dead, he is just a little embarrassed." Master Qin said, touching his face and cursing inwardly! If you hit someone without slapping your face, a foreign devils is a foreign devils, really no education at all!

Every dignified and domineering man actually has a little bit of sorrow in his heart.

At this moment, the sound of an engine came from outside, and it didn't take long for a foreign man in black to come in and mutter a few words in the bald man's ear. The bald man nodded.

After a while, I heard kicking footsteps approaching, and I could hear the low voice of two men talking.

"Mr. Zhong, we are full of sincerity. I have a lot of trouble. I sincerely seek the cooperation of your company..." Tang Jingyun heard a slightly familiar male voice from the door, and then two men were in the two groups. They walked in, all of them were tall and tall.

The one with obvious European ancestry, with profound features, a bulging forehead and a high nose, looked quite handsome, but a scar on that face ruined his appearance and increased his suffocation.

The other is obviously of Chinese descent, with a face with national characters, thick eyebrows and big eyes, and a calm and stable attitude, giving people a very reliable feeling.

When the two saw Tang Jingyun, they were obviously taken aback. Among them, the man of European descent suddenly reduced his smile when he saw Tang Jingyun, and those cold eyes slipped from Tang Jingyun’s face like poison. Then, the voice came from between the teeth, "It's you?!"

Tang Jingyun stood in the middle of the hall. Compared to the way the other party wanted to take Tang Jingyun alive, she seemed very indifferent, "Yes, it's me, I'm glad to see you here, Mr. Aaron Nick," paused for a few seconds. Tang Jingyun added, "You really look like a bereaved dog!"