Chapter 721: Exposed US Army Special Forces
721.
At eight o'clock in the evening, Shengtang Club officially opened!
After a long period of time, the initial investment, plus the subsequent capital injection, the total investment exceeded 200 million US dollars.
Such a large investment for a leisure club can definitely be called one of the most luxurious clubs in the world.
All over the world, the guests attracted by the local auction of blood diamonds are very surprised that in Rwanda, a third world country, there can be such a luxurious leisure club.
This club can completely conceal any of their requests.
Food and beauties from all over the world, as long as you want it, you can easily get it as long as you can afford the price.
More importantly, here you can gamble unscrupulously. Moreover, Shengtang Club also provides live ammunition shooting, wild hunting and other exotic hunting projects.
Coupled with the high-end atmosphere and meticulous service, these well-informed rich people can't find any faults.
Although the auction has not officially started yet, the heat is already rising.
Rich people were shuttled back and forth in various branch halls, and beauties from the East and West wearing high-cut cheongsams were shuttled between the reception rooms with red wine glasses, like dancing butterflies.
In the casino, the service is provided by sexy and hot beauties wearing bunny costumes.
… … … …
The Shengtang Club was so lively, but Zhang Feng had no idea of participating.
He didn't like being in public. Whether it was his childhood experience or becoming a special soldier of the Huangquan Special Forces Team, he understood that the only way to be safe is to hide in the dark.
Zhai Qiang was responsible for the ribbon-cutting of the club and the auction of blood diamonds.
As for the gigolos, they are responsible for security inside and outside the club. Those who come for blood diamonds are not only rich people who want to buy them through auction bidding, but also thieves who want to steal them.
They don't want to pay hundreds of millions of dollars, not to mention, they won't necessarily be able to come up with such money.
He had expected that such a situation would happen, but Zhang Feng didn't feel nervous at all because he had already arranged everything.
If these thieves just stay there, it will be fine, they will go away.
If they can't bear the loneliness, the arrangements made by Zhang Feng will make them spend the rest of their lives in regret.
On the other hand, the gigolo walked out of the house alone, without any of his men.
Walking to the alley three or four kilometers away from the house, he picked up a sharp stone from the ground. After checking around to make sure no one else was paying attention to him, he used the stone to carve the pattern Zhang Feng provided him on the wall.
After repeatedly leaving this mark on the walls of other alleys, the gigolo returned to the house again.
While on the road, I had already sent a text message to Zhang Feng: "It's done."
Zhang Feng, who received the text message, was in the basement, smoking a cigarette and sitting opposite Waltz.
"The mark has been left. How long do you think it will take for the person looking for you to find this place at the earliest." Zhang Feng asked while blowing smoke rings.
Waltz said without hesitation: "The fastest is within an hour, the slowest is three hours!"
"That's quite fast!"
"Um!"
Zhang Feng nodded and sneered: "In order to cooperate with you in such a drama, I have completely given up my house."
At this moment, the only people left in the house were Zhang Feng and Waltz. If there was one more person left, it would be the gigolo who had not returned yet.
As for the other people, they had already moved into the house Zhao Qiang had found after Zhang Feng finalized the plan.
Not only the people, but also everything in the house that could be moved was completely moved.
By doing this, Zhang Feng expected that the other party would definitely not give up after rescuing Hou Waltz, and he might even continue to investigate like this when the time comes.
So just in case, I took this step.
Dang Dang Dang.
The gigolo knocked on the door a few times, then opened it and walked in.
"I'm back. Is the club still stable?" Zhang Feng asked.
The gigolo nodded, "No problem! Those who want to create evil ideas are all on the list, and I have arranged special surveillance for them. Hum, as long as they make the slightest move, I can respond immediately. And if If they don’t take action, then the arrangements we made will be in vain.”
Zhang Feng looked down at the time, then turned to look at Waltz, and said with a sneer: "It's almost time, let's get started, don't look too fake."
Waltz's mouth twitched obviously twice, but he still nodded.
Five minutes later, Waltz's hands were tied up with finger-thick hemp ropes and hung in the air, with his feet dangling in the air.
All his clothes were stripped off, leaving only his underwear.
Zhang Feng stood next to him with a leather belt with an iron tip in his hand, and said angrily: "Then don't blame me."
With a flick of his wrist, the whip made a crisp sound.
The rounded whip made a cracking sound in the air, and fell hard on Waltz's body.
The iron head of the belt directly tore a long bloody gash on the body. The skin and flesh of the wound were turned out and blood splattered everywhere.
"Yeah." Waltz snorted through his nose, his facial features twisting together in pain.
There was a burst of slander in my heart, secretly cursing Zhang Feng for being so ruthless. However, he also understood that if the wound was too fake, it would be impossible to hide it from anyone with a discerning eye.
Snap, snap, snap.
The whip fell on Waltz's body almost without interruption. At the beginning, Waltz was able to grit his teeth and hold on.
Later, he started yelling crazily at the top of his lungs.
Zhang Feng handed the whip in his hand to the dancer and said with a smile: "It's such a fun thing, please do it for a while."
The gigolo didn't hesitate, took it directly, and began to enjoy such a pleasant thing.
There was almost no intact piece of flesh on Waltz's body. There was blood dripping everywhere and the skin was torn.
His whole body was sluggish and his head was drooping.
Because of the twisting of the body, the hemp rope binding the wrists wore away the flesh of the wrists and became deeply embedded in the flesh.
"Buzz."
The mobile phone in Zhang Feng's pocket vibrated twice.
He took out his cell phone from his pocket and saw a text message from Mike, "The target has appeared."
Zhang Feng's expression didn't change much. He put his cell phone in his pocket, pulled out his pistol and said to the gigolo: "Attention, the target is coming."
The gigolo nodded, but his hands didn't listen.
Waltz also heard Zhang Feng's words. Although he was still whipped, at least he had hope, and he couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief.
The American special forces who wanted to rescue Waltz did not know that there were miniature cameras hidden in the alley near the house. Their hidden voices had been completely exposed.
Just read some refreshing novels