Adrian was stunned for a moment, and seemed to have not heard clearly, and asked again, "You are the king's unmarried marriage? Oh, my god, when will you hold the wedding? You must invite me then."

Yang Mohan frowned. This Adrian came here for academic exchanges, so why did he come here to chat now?

Wang Lang patted Adrian on the shoulder, "Go to do the important business first, let's talk about other things."

"I stay in Orchid International Hotel." Adrian said.

Wang Lang nodded, waved his hand at Adrian, turned around and left.

The slightly fat director looked at Wang Lang's back, then at the car driving by Wang Lang and Lin Yaqi, and said with a smile, "Mr. Adrian, are you old friends with this Mr. Wang?"

The others were also staring at Adrian, curious about how a person who was so beautiful with Maserati driving was still so beautiful.

Adrian shrugged, "Of course, we are good friends, he is different from others, and Wang is a very powerful person."

He drove to the villa as Lin Yaqi wanted. When Sun Lingling said that she wanted to sue Qin Song and then divorce, Wang Lang listened casually for a moment and didn't continue to listen.

He drove the three of them back to the villa. Lin Yaqi and the other two entered. Wang Lang was sitting on the steps at the door and smoking and thinking about things.

The white-clothed killer has never come out again, so he should have gone where to heal his wounds.

This person is always a matter of not dying. He has to find a way to find him and not dying. He has to be disabled. Anyway, he can't pose any threat to Wang Lang any more.

There are roughly two types of killers, one is assassination and the other is blatant killing.

Most people's perception of killers is stuck in the former, and as for the latter, few people know the second type. The second type that Wang Lang often works in the organization where he was in the past.

Only when the personnel in the organization occasionally fight alone will they choose to assassinate.

As for the careful division of killers, there are many more. International underground organizations divide the killer levels based on the level customized by a killer organization called Black Rose.

There are nine levels in total.

The lowest level is the White Blade Killer, and the Yellow Blade Killer, Green Blade Killer, Blue Blade Killer, Red Blade Killer, Purple Blade Killer, Silver Blade Killer, Golden Blade Killer, and the most awesome is the Black Blade Killer.

Each killer wears a pendant of the corresponding level with him.

After the Black Rose was jointly wiped out by various forces, the specific division of the killer level was left to some people who had nothing to do after being full. Most of them were people from the Crazy Python. Although the Crazy Python had its own division system, in order to let outsiders know, they also claimed to the outside world that who was a killer of what level.

As for the Hidden Spurs, major forces gave this group of people the name of a madman. A madman named Wang Lang led a group of madmen. No one has evaluated what level these people are, but these people are all jobs that ordinary people dare not touch. What they play is excitement, and what they play is heartbeat.

Many people stayed away from the stings, and no one dared to provoke this force easily. A little prince from a foreign royal family did not believe in this evil and insisted on looking at Prince Ma's eyes.

He grabbed a few people who had the secret sting and killed them, but Wang Lang was furious and directly took someone to wash the royal family. Since then, when the word "sting" was mentioned, everyone was silent about it.

When my thoughts returned, the killer in white clothes should be between the Green Blade and the Blue Blade according to his level. It was not that Wang Lang could not kill that person. There were really some things in China that could not be done blatantly.

Everything here is very peaceful, and Wang Lang doesn't want to destroy this peace because of himself.

In the evening, Lin Yaqi wore an apron and asked Wang Lang to go back for dinner.

At the dinner table, Sun Lingling looked at Wang Lang from time to time.

Wang Lang touched his face, "Is there something on my face?"

Sun Lingling shook her head, "I was wondering, what unique highlights do you have that make our beauty Lin like you."

Wang Lang pointed at himself, "Can't you still see it?"

"What?"

Sun Lingling didn't understand why.

"Such handsome."

Wang Lang said with a smile.

"Haha." Sun Lingling rolled her eyes to Wang Lang.

I have to say that the first feeling this girl gives is that kind of feeling that she can't be restrained, and she feels that no man can control her.

Moreover, this girl needs to look and have a figure, she is indeed a beauty. The look she looked at the man made Wang Lang speechless.

When Wang Lang was in the car before, he also heard that Sun Lingling's words were no less resistant to men than those who had a clean obsession with the dirty things. She felt that all the people with sticks in their crotch, except for the shit sticks, were bastards, and none of them were good things.

After dinner, Wang Lang packed up his things. It seemed that Sun Lingling and Yang Yuanyuan were going to live here in the evening. Wang Lang also saw Lin Ya's jealous character of evil.

"I won't live here tonight, go see a friend." Wang Lang said to Lin Yaqi.

Lin Yaqi nodded, obviously knowing who Wang Lang is looking for, "Go to go early tonight, don't stay in that kind of small hotel again."

Wang Lang laughed dryly. He had been to the police station twice, and they were all those who went to Lin Yaqi to protect him. They were also arrested in a small hotel. The small hotel was indeed Wang Lang's place of misfortune.

Sun Lingling walked out of the bathroom with her teeth brushed, and it seemed that she often stayed here overnight.

"Miss Lin, you won't live with him already?" Sun Lingling pointed at Wang Lang with her mouth full of mouth.

Lin Yaqi just nodded and said nothing.

Sun Lingling looked at Wang Lang with a smile in disbelief, "What are you! What!"

"Niu'er! You're using my toothbrush." ​​Wang Lang smiled softly.

After a scream, Sun Lingling rushed into the bathroom and rinsed her mouth wildly.

Ignoring these things, Wang Lang changed his clothes and went out, and ran towards Orchid International Hotel.

After arriving at the place, I entered the door and found the front desk, described Adrian's appearance, and wanted to ask which room the slut was in. Unexpectedly, the girl at the front desk said that this was the privacy of the guest and could not be disclosed.

While Wang Lang was begging the front desk girl with a smile, a group of people came in outside the door.

The lead was a young man with a low head but strong head, with a buzz cut, a little hair at the front, a dark skin, and only a vest on his upper body, and his two arms were thicker than many people's legs.

He looked honest and honest, with a serious gold chain hanging around his neck, and more than a dozen younger brothers followed him. The group pushed the door open and entered. The hotel manager hurriedly smiled and greeted him.

"Brother Green Hair, you are here. Your presidential room has been kept for you and has been cleaned up for you. The massage technician is waiting for you inside." The manager nodded and said.

Brother Lumao pushed away the hotel manager and took a group of younger brothers to go upstairs.
Chapter completed!