Miraculous X-Ray Vision

Hongmen is an ancient gang organization spread all over the world and has a huge influence. He must control this kind of force. However, his current status is respected. As the leader of the rich and noble gang, naturally he cannot participate in the competition, and can only participate in other ways.

In this tournament, many Hongmen leaders will visit in person. He can take the opportunity to make friends and learn more about Hongmen's internal situation before deciding what to do next.

Coincidentally, in the week before the conference, Tianxing Charity will conduct a large-scale charity auction in Hong Kong, and Zhang Jun just went to participate. Thanks to Zhang Jun's participation, this auction will be unprecedentedly luxurious and the scale is also very large.

At noon, Zhang Jun's plane arrived in Hong Kong. Staff from the charity foundation came to pick up the plane. Guo Lan and Wu Qingying were among them. Zhang Jun hasn't seen Guo Lan for some time. They met and smiled at each other.

"Dong Zhang, the hotel has been arranged, please get in the car." Guo Lan looked vigorous, shrewd and capable.

Sitting in the car, Zhang Jun looked at Guo Lan. She put on a light makeup and looked beautiful. She wore a small white suit with a low neckline and attractive cleavage. Her figure is very irritating, her waist is very thin, and her **** is very curled, which makes people think.

Zhang Jun raised his eyebrows and smiled: "Guo Lan, you have become more and more of a strong woman, and you are more beautiful."

Guo Lan glanced at Zhang Jun with a strange expression, and said: "Compared with you, I am far behind."

Over the years, as Zhang Jun’s fame and wealth have grown, the distance between the two has also grown. In the past, Guo Lan might have thoughts about Zhang Jun, but now she finds that her previous thoughts are becoming increasingly unrealistic.

Zhang Jun patted her shoulder: "Xiaolan, remember, we will always be good friends."

Guo Lan smiled and said, "Yes, we are friends." Then he asked, "How long will you stay in Hong Kong?"

"Maybe a little longer." He said, suddenly feeling a little bit, "Time flies so fast, remember the first time we met, I happened to be chased and killed, I looked very embarrassed."

Guo Lan also fell into the memory and said: "Yes, it flies so fast. At that time, you were a fresh graduate, and we were still young."

"Aren't you getting old now?" Zhang Jun asked jokingly, "I don't see it, it's Yujie at most."

Guo Lan gave him a white look and complained: "If I'm not old, someone should be right."

Zhang Jun was stunned, what did he mean? Then he understood, he turned to hug her, kissed her on the cheek, and smiled: "Is this a sign?"

Guo Lan felt Zhang Jun's breath at once, and her mind was agitated. Her breathing became rapid. She blushed and said, "It's late."

Zhang Jun smiled "hehe": "Then I'll kiss again." He put his mouth together, but was pushed away by Guo Lan. She groaned: "I hate it!"

"How's the auction work going?" Zhang Jun sat upright and talked about work seriously.

"Everything is normal, but because there are too many bidders, for the sake of safety, we hired the Black God Security Company to perform related security work." Guo Lan said about the work, and immediately came up with energy, and said to Zhang Jun. "In addition, this time Many Japanese participated in the auction and came in groups."

Zhang Jun's heart moved. Most of the auction items were dug from Japan. Did they perceive something? With a move of his mind, he said: "When the time comes, you will be more flexible and don't let those Japanese people cause trouble, but don't do anything."

"Yes."

Guo Lan said that he took out another auction list and asked Zhang Jun to go through it. On the list, various auction items and reserve prices are recorded. The scale of this auction is very large, and the auction amount is likely to exceed 50 billion Hong Kong dollars.

Zhang Jun glanced at it and nodded: "Okay, you can make up your mind about these things. As long as Qingying signs it, there is no problem with me."

For the Heiner Museum, Guo Lan is responsible for the operation, and Wu Qingying is responsible for the cashier management of the warehouse. The two have their own priorities.

When the car arrived at the destination, Zhang Jun checked into a hotel that Guo Lan had prepared for him. Guo Lan prepared food and wine in advance to meet him. Before the opening of the banquet, Zhang Jun called Huang Yueling and learned that "Brother Fugui" had arrived in Hong Kong. Huang Yueling immediately called Zhu Binglan and Chen Yanyan and hurried there.

An hour later, the three women arrived one after another. When they saw Zhang Jun's appearance, they were all stunned, what about Brother Fugui?

Zhang Jun smiled slightly and put his hand on his face. His appearance immediately changed to Zhang Fugui's. He said seriously: "I am Zhang Fugui, and Zhang Fugui is me."

All three women stayed, and Zhu Binglan bitterly said: "You... you actually lied to us for so long, it's too much!"

Zhang Jun said: "Sorry, it was a last resort before."

Chen Yanyan clasped his hands on his chest, with a look of excitement: "Brother Fugui, you are actually Zhang Jun, a national hero, oops, great!"

She looked like an idiot, and the girls rolled their eyes.

Huang Yueling had a strange expression and said, "Brother Fugui, I didn't expect you to be Zhang Jun."

Zhang Jun said: "No matter what, I am three rich brothers, come, sit down."

They only knew at this time that Zhang Jun was Zhang Fugui Master Zhang, but this change in identity made the three women look a little strange.

Soon, Zheng Yuling also arrived. She helped build the Tianxing International Auction Company. She is an old friend of Zhang Jun. At the same time, she has a close relationship with Guo Lan and is a close friend of her boudoir.

On the wine table, surrounded by beauty, Zhang Jun was surrounded by six women, pushing each other's cups. He wanted to apologize to Chen Yanyan's three daughters, so he fined himself a few cups; he also wanted to express his gratitude to Zheng Yuling, and still wanted to drink a few cups. In addition, Guo Lan and Wu Qingying, as their subordinates, naturally have to toast to her, with a few more glasses.

In this way, he was poured more than a catty of liquor as soon as he came up. Fortunately, he was still drunk at this point, and he was always willing to come, and soon there were six empty wine bottles on the table.

The women were stunned. They still wanted to get drunk Zhang Jun. As for what to do after getting drunk, of course they had their own ideas. But I didn't expect the boss to have such a huge amount, completely not drunk in a thousand cups.

Even worse, Zhang Jun was fine, but they all fell under the table one by one, Zhu Binglan first, then Chen Yanyan, Huang Yueling, and finally Wu Qingying and Zheng Yuling were also drunk, and only one Guo Lan was left. Reluctantly, she drinks very well.

Seeing that the others were drunk, Guo Lan suddenly "eat" and smiled, her pretty face triumphant, she hugged Zhang Jun's shoulder and said, "Brother Jun, they were all defeated by me! Yeah!"

Zhang Junyi raised his eyebrows: "Did you beat me?"

"Yeah, don't you see that the six of us are filling you on the surface, but we are fighting wine secretly, everyone drinks the same amount, it depends on who gets drunk first." Guo Lan's cheeks are flushed, and his speech is no longer clear.

Zhang Jun: "What about then?"

"Then, whoever gets drunk first will not be able to talk to you. I'm not drunk, so I won. You are mine tonight!" Guo Lan said, Miaobo wandered around, and poured his body in with a grin. Zhang Jun's arms.

Zhang Jun stiffened, he coughed and said, "Xiaolan, you are drunk."

Guo Lan grabbed his tie and drew his face closer, narrowing his beautiful eyes, and said quietly: "I don't care, you are not allowed to go tonight, speak with me."

Zhang Jun tried his best not to let his mouth touch her lips. He blinked, "Is it just talking?"

Guo Lan chuckled and said, "Then what else do you want to do? Badass!"

The word "bad guy" made Zhang Jun's heart beat wildly, and he sighed, making it the most difficult to accept the beauties!

Guo Ban was obviously drunk. She was slurred and snarled, so that Zhang Jun burned with a flurry of slurs, and almost brought her to the right place.

At the same time, in a certain room on the upper floors of the hotel, a group of Japanese masked in black towels gathered together. They knelt in front of a fat Japanese old man. The old man looked gloomy and had a cold temperament. He said: "That person is right below, you go and arrest him and the group of women, I want to find out where the cultural relics came from!"

"Yes!" The twelve ninjas walked out of the room.

Behind the old man, a middle-aged man said in Japanese: "Vice President, most of the cultural relics auctioned by the Heiner Museum have overlapped with the items on the treasure list over the past year. I believe 100% of the treasures were stolen by the abominable Chinese people. Up!"

"Baga!" The vice chairman punched the table, "Damn the Chinese, I want them to pay double!"

The middle-aged man said coldly: "The vice president can rest assured that two of the twelve ninjas are Eight Flower Ninjas, four Seven Flower Ninjas, and the rest are Six Flower Ninjas. Such a lineup can completely win them!"

Zhang Junzheng was taken advantage of by Guo Lan, and his coat was untied. His eyes suddenly became cold, his eyes fixed on the door, and then he gently pinched Guo Lan's body, who fell into a deep sleep. Then he stood up and walked out to the door.

Opening the door, he went to the outer hall. At this time, twelve masked ninjas broke into the door, all holding daggers, with a cold temperament.

Needless to say, these people must have come to assassinate or kidnap him. Zhang Jun started ruthlessly, shaking his ten fingers on the fairy gang, and instantly shot six throwing knives, targeting six Liuhua ninjas.

Liuhua Ninjas are actually masters of introspection. Their realm is too far away from Zhang Jun, and they can't escape the knife attack.

"call out!"

The immortal gang surging above the flying knife, they can't avoid, let alone stop, a white light shoots like lightning, six forbearance

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