Before Li Nan could speak, Song Qianlai hung up the phone.

Putting down her phone, Li Nan silently picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea. It was really strange. Why did Song Qianlai refuse to call so many times before, but Ling Tian asked her to call once but agreed directly?

"If I'm not mistaken, Song Qianlai must have agreed to the invitation tonight."

Ling Tian said calmly.

Li Nan nodded and said, "He said he would see you in Dream Paris at 9 o'clock in the evening."

"That's good, let's go."

Ling Tian stood up and prepared to walk out.

“Where to go?”

"Go wherever you want, go freely in the afternoon, and meet at the gate of Dream Paris at 9 o'clock in the evening."

After Ling Tian finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.

Li Nan picked up his bag and followed him out with the stack of information.

After leaving the door, she remembered that she had not checked out yet.

But it seems that Ling Tian is a regular customer here.

The Rolls-Royce was waiting at the entrance of the tea house. After Ling Tian got into the car, he said to Li Nan: "I'll take a step first. I advise you that these materials can be destroyed by yourself except for the contract, otherwise it would be so tiring to carry them around."

After Ling Tian finished speaking, he closed the car door and left, leaving Li Nan standing by the roadside.

At this time, Li Nan's hope in his heart was burning again. Although Ling Tian was a little 40% less than six in his work, he could actually make an appointment with Song Qianlai. It seemed that he still had some ability. Maybe he could get the three-bedroom and one-living house.

On the top floor of Changxin Fund Building, Ling Tian sat on the large and comfortable sofa, siping red wine.

Long Jiu stood aside and said respectfully: "I have investigated it. The owner of the soft sword is indeed a warrior from the Black Gold World. I don't know the real name. He was nicknamed Hell Messenger, and he was a killer who was urgent and difficult to deal with."

Ling Tian nodded. He had guessed all these information yesterday.

"He is like the two-sword evil star you met last time, both from Haotian Sect."

When Ling Tian heard the message Long Jiu said, his brows frowned. It seemed that he had guessed correctly yesterday. He was really from the same sect as the Double-Blade Evil Star he met last time.

"Long Jiu, do you think this person from Haotian Sect is stubborn and always gives names that pretend to be x. Do you think it's cool to give such a name?"

Long Jiu was almost amused by what Ling Tian said, and finally he held back and said, "Master, you still can't underestimate them. This time they sent this so-called hell messenger to Linglan, and the target must be you.

And I found out that this time I came to Lentan is not just the one who came to Lenglan."

"It's really more and more interesting. I thought my life would be so dull and boring. Who knew there was Haotian Gate to relieve my boredom."

Ling Tian said indifferently.

Looking at the master's indifferent look, Long Jiu shook his head. He knew his master too well, and the more dangerous the matter, the more exciting it felt.

"I found out that this guy from hell is hiding where to recover from his injuries now?"

Ling Tian took a sip of wine and asked.

Long Jiu showed an uneasy look on his face. He seemed to be afraid that Ling Tian would get angry, so he said carefully: "No, it's really strange. He didn't find out where he was hiding."

"Hmph, Linglan is your Long Jiu's territory. You haven't found it. It seems that this hell messenger really has some tricks."

Long Jiu quickly said, "Don't worry, master, give me another day, I will definitely find out."

Ling Tian nodded, he pondered for a moment, and asked, "That Song Qianlai, what do you have to say?"

Long Jiu quickly said: "This Song Qianlai is the director of the project department of Yuntong China. He has no idea about his business ability, but this person has a big disadvantage, that is, his lust.

He often had an affair with some women in Paris on the excuse of discussing business, so that his wife would not find out."

"Why do you have to choose Dream Paris?"

Ling Tian asked.

"Meng Paris is a nightclub that Song Qianlai secretly invested in, so it is his home court. Moreover, he secretly installed a camera in a private room that he used for himself and took some erotic videos to threaten these women who had an affair with him."

"oh?

No wonder you specifically mentioned Dream Paris in the information you provided to me today. It turns out that this is what it means."

Ling Tian glanced at Long Jiu and said, "Then have you got the videos he secretly filmed?"

"Of course, I'll show you now."

Long Jiu bent down and walked out.

In such a short time, Long Jiu can get these private things, and it seems that Long Jiu's efficiency is still so high.

Not long after, Long Jiu took out a USB flash drive and walked in, then inserted it into the big screen against the wall. After a while, the whole room was filled with the lewd and roaring screams.

Ling Tian looked coldly, looked for a while, and said, "This Song Qianlai has played with so many women.

Send this to my phone.”

“Yes, master.”

Long Jiu said quickly, then felt obliged to remind his master, and said, "That dream of Paris, I have raised a few thugs, and it is said that I am pretty good."

"Hmph, that's even more fun."

Ling Tian said coldly.

Just as Ling Tian was chatting with Long Jiu, in Song's villa and Song Shengli's study, Hu Zi was telling Song Shengli some secrets: "The killer sent by the killer group failed yesterday when he blocked Ling Tian."

"oh?

I didn’t expect that Ling Tian was really amazing, and he actually let him escape.”

Song Shengli's mouth twitched, and his eyes were full of hatred.

"But this time they sent not one person, but two people. The one who was injured yesterday and the other has not appeared yet."

Huzi said: "It seems that they are determined to kill Ling Tian this time."

"That would be great."

Song Shengli said: "Have you arranged the injured person?"

Huzi nodded and said, "It has been arranged, it is very hidden and no one can find it."

Song Shengli still trusts Hu Zi's ability to do things. This time he took the initiative to pay money to contact the killer group and spent money to hire the killer to kill Ling Tian.

He thought for a while and said, "Do you know who the killer who has not appeared?"

Hu Zi shook his head and said, "I don't know, nor do I know about the Hell Messenger, but I just say that he is the most mysterious killer in their sect."

After hearing what Hu Zi said, Song Shengli nodded and felt relieved.

At nine o'clock in the evening, Li Nan appeared at the door of Meng Paris on time in a simple dress.

She searched everywhere but couldn't find Ling Tian's figure.

At this moment, Li Nan's cell phone suddenly rang. She picked it up and saw that it was Song Qianlai. After hesitating for a moment, he still answered: "Hello, Mr. Song."

"You're here, why don't you come in?"

"ah?"

"I'm behind you."
Chapter completed!