Zhang Ermao’s phone call really surprised Guo Shouyi, and was a little caught off guard. Originally, this old man had already transferred his target to Song Ziqiang, and to the back part of Song Ziqiang’s "The Secret Book of the King of Ghosts". He wanted to let Zhang Ermao go first. He wanted to get the last part of "The Secret Book of the Ghost King" first, and wanted to attract the ghost to his upper body, control Li Jingjing, and make himself a true ghost king, but now...
The current Guo Shouyi is in deep thought. The current Guo Shouyi not only wants to use Xu Chenggang to get rid of Zhang Ermao, but also wants to use Zhang Ermao's affairs to force the latter part of Song Ziqiang's "Ghost King Secret Collection"
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"Mr. Xu!" Guo Shouyi called Xu Chenggang: "Zhang Ermao wants you to meet at the'Yuehua' Hotel in Nancheng District at nine o'clock tonight!"
"Can you agree? I haven't had time to make arrangements?" Xu Chenggang's some anxious voice came through the phone, it seems that this old man did not expect Zhang Ermao to come to the market so quickly.
"Why is it too late? Isn't the Nancheng district Yecheng's site? Ask him to immediately summon the people and surround the'Yuehua' hotel, and then make some noise out, and then I will notify Director Song to come over and let him go. Kill Zhang Ermao with random guns!" Indeed, in front of Xu Chenggang, Guo Shouyi said that he would unite Song Ziqiang to deal with Zhang Ermao, and put Zhang Ermao to death, and in front of Song Ziqiang...
"Director Song!" After Guo Shouyi hung up the phone, he quickly dialed Song Ziqiang's phone: "You should prepare now. Xu Chenggang will go to the'Yuehua' hotel to meet Zhang Ermao at nine o'clock this evening. Then they will have conflicts. Zhang Ermao failed to kill Xu Chenggang, you can let your people shoot and kill Xu Chenggang!" Indeed, in front of Song Ziqiang, Guo Shouyi said that he was dealing with Xu Chenggang, and he wanted to avenge Song Ziqiang and get rid of Xu Chenggang.
"Mr. Guo, I don't think we need to intervene in this matter! Now that I have Li Jingjing, what are we still doing with them?" Indeed, the current Song Ziqiang doesn't want to worry about Zhang Ermao's business anymore, after all, it is shooting. Killing, after all, things can't be too much trouble, and I don't want to provoke a sneer: "As long as you help me completely control Li Jingjing, then I can let Xu Chenggang die how he can die!"
"But what about Zhang Ermao!" Hearing what Song Ziqiang said, Guo Shouyi was anxious. After all, what he really wanted to deal with was not Xu Chenggang, but instead wanted to get rid of Zhang Ermao, and of course, including getting the back of Song Ziqiang's "Ghost King Secret Collection" part.
"Zhang Ermao!" There is a real contradiction in Zhang Ermao's heart. On the one hand, Song Ziqiang does hate Zhang Ermao, but thinking of his daughter, thinking of the relationship between his daughter Yang Mengling and Zhang Ermao... "Will Zhang Ermao be killed by Xu Chenggang? Is it?"
"Director Song, this is hard to say! You also know that Zhang Ermao is great!" Although Zhang Ermao has no help from Li Jingjing, but his own skill... Guo Shouyi knows the truth in his heart. The most important thing is that what Guo Shouyi is most worried about is Zhang Ermao. The kung fu is too great: "The most important thing is that you have to rely on Zhang Ermao to control Li Jingjing
! If Zhang Ermao is gone, then..."
"What will happen then!" When mentioning Li Jingjing's affairs, Song Ziqiang became anxious, and hurriedly sat up straight: "Mr. Guo, you have made it clear!"
"I can understand my master's book. If you want to fully control Li Jingjing, you must let Zhang Ermao completely surrender to you!"
"What do you mean, what is this about Zhang Ermao!" Song Ziqiang knew Zhang Ermao's temper. Song Ziqiang knew that Zhang Ermao would never surrender to him, and Song Ziqiang was anxious with cold sweat on his forehead.
"Director Song, you know! Li Jingjing stayed in Zhang Ermao's body for more than half a year. Her temper, not only her temperament affected Zhang Ermao, but a lot of her vitality also remained in Zhang Ermao's body. Inside, so if you want to fully control Li Jingjing, you must let Zhang Ermao surrender to you, and let the vitality of Li Jingjing in Zhang Ermao's body surrender to you, otherwise..."
"Otherwise what?" Song Ziqiang stood up, seeming to be more anxious.
"Otherwise, you will never want to control Li Jingjing, and you will even be hurt by Li Jingjing!"
"This..." Song Ziqiang believes that what Guo Shouyi said is true, because Li Jingjing forced herself to jump off the building this morning. If she wasn't considered strong, or climbed up by herself... "Is there any other way? Zhang Ermao is very sexy and stubborn! How could he surrender to me?"
"There is one way, but I don't know if you dare to do that!" Guo Shouyi showed a sinister expression on his face, as if he had thought of a better way to deal with Zhang Ermao.
"You said, as long as I can completely control Li Jingjing, I dare to do anything!" Indeed, once I control Li Jingjing and become the omnipotent ghost king, I don't need to be afraid of anything anymore. I can even control the world. Who can embarrass himself, and what else dare not to do.
"That is, you must kill Zhang Ermao with your own hands, and then I will cast a spell to force Li Jingjing's vitality out of Zhang Ermao's body, and then put it into your body, then Li Jingjing can be controlled by you!"
"Okay, I'm going to arrange things for the evening!" After saying that, Song Ziqiang hung up the phone and hurriedly walked outside the door.
Song Ziqiang arranged the police, arranged his own men and horses, and then drove the car straight to the "Yuehua" hotel, but at this time it was less than 7:30 in the evening. Although the hotel is very lively, Song Ziqiang knows from Guo Shouyi that Zhang Ermao has not arrived yet
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"Sir, is there anything I can help?" It was too early and Zhang Ermao hadn't arrived, and Song Ziqiang was about to leave, but a steady and dignified waiter in a cheongsam appeared in front of Song Ziqiang.
Sweet voice, beautiful and generous face, watery eyes, snow-white neck, pink and tender arms, towering breasts... For more than 20 years, Song Ziqiang has never thought about women’s things, perhaps the body. The reason, I have never had an urge to a woman, but at this moment...
Song Ziqiang didn't know why he was going, but he really felt the impulse in his heart, the impulse to have a woman, and even wanted to immediately put the generous waiter in front of him. In his arms, he completely occupied the opponent's body, and then... Song Ziqiang didn't know why he was like this, but his eyes couldn't help falling on the face and lips of the waitress in front of him, even the height of the other person. Above the towering breasts.
"Sir..." The waiter gave a soft cry with an embarrassed look, but Song Ziqiang didn't seem to react.
"Sir, what's the matter with you?" The waiter called out again, and his voice was much louder, but Song Ziqiang's eyes kept falling on the waiter's towering chest. He still didn't say a word and still didn't respond. come.
"Sorry, sir, if you have nothing to help, then I will leave first!" The waiter saw Song Ziqiang's ill-intentioned eyes. The waiter was extremely embarrassed. After speaking, he turned and prepared to leave, but …
"Miss, wait a minute!" But Song Ziqiang quickly stopped him.
"Sir, do you have any help?" After all, it is a four-star hotel, so although Song Ziqiang's behavior is a bit frivolous and some of the waiters are angry, the waiters have to stop. Had to turn around slowly, had to smile and be polite.
"Miss, I just want to ask how the leisure clubs of your hotel go!" Leisure clubs, leisure, and how to relax. Maybe everyone knows. Song Ziqiang knows well in his heart. Song Ziqiang even took people to check which so-called leisure clubs. But at this moment...
"Sir, I'm very sorry, I don't know this very well. This is the food and beverage department, so... So you should ask the reception desk!" Of course the waiter knew clearly, but she didn't know who the man in front of her was. What do you want to do? Of course, she does not have the right to tell guests where the leisure club in the hotel is.
"Oh
! "Song Ziqiang nodded thoughtfully, and seemed to feel a little embarrassed, so he raised his leg and prepared to leave, but at this moment a strong impulse in his heart struck... Song Ziqiang failed to control his steps and endured a second time. More than a decade later, he involuntarily walked towards the service desk, and involuntarily towards the leisure club.
"Director Song, are you here today..." Just as Song Ziqiang walked into the lobby of the leisure club, a man in a suit and leather shoes quickly greeted him. As the manager of the leisure department, this man knew Song Guoqiang, and of course he received a call from the reception desk. After the call, the leisure club immediately made timely response measures.
"What kind of leisure projects do you have here!" Song Ziqiang said in a cold tone, but the impulse in his heart...
"Foot massage, Chinese medicine massage, there are only these two services at present, I don't know if Director Song you need..."
"What is the most expensive?" Song Ziqiang asked with a serious face, not pretending to be big money, but the impulse in his heart seemed to be getting stronger and stronger, and it seemed that he was on the verge of collapse.
"Set meal, foot massage and Chinese medicine massage, 120 minutes, as for the price... The price is not to say, it is our honour for Director Song to come!" Your mother, really talked to others, talked to the hell.
"You are the manager here!" Song Ziqiang asked coldly again.
"Yes, Director Song!" The man nodded with a smile.
"Open a room, I want the best service from you here, and I will pay you the money, but the service must be good, the lady must be young and beautiful, otherwise..." Song Ziqiang did not say anything, but with the cold expression on his face, that Cold eyes...
"Director Song, what you said... I don't understand the meaning of this!" Anxious, when Song Ziqiang said that the man was really anxious, and cold sweat came out on his forehead: "I really don't know you. What are you here for? If... If it is for routine inspections, we will cooperate fully, but..."
"Just what?" Song Ziqiang looked at the man viciously, and after a moment of contemplation, he stretched his mouth to the man's ear and said softly: "Don't tell me that you don't have special services here. It's not an exception for me to come here today. Check it out, but for leisure and enjoyment. Also, you have to arrange it with me, and this matter must never be passed on!"
"This..." The man still had a look of embarrassment. After a moment of contemplation, he agreed: "Then Director Song, please come in with me!"