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Chapter Thirty-Nine [Revenge Zhang Wei!]

After killing Huang Mao, Lu Qingyun looked around the room and saw Huang Mao's jacket and clothes on the wardrobe beside the bed. He walked over, picked them up, looked at them, and said: "Jacket

good!"

Afterwards, Lu Qingyun took off his coat and put on the yellow-haired jacket. Touching the bulging pocket on his chest, Lu Qingyun took out a black wallet.

When he opened it, he saw a thick stack of old people's heads inside. After flipping through it casually, Lu Qingyun found that there were at least dozens of old people's heads in the wallet.

After taking out the money from the wallet, Lu Qingyun threw the wallet and the documents inside casually, threw them on the ground, and cursed secretly: garbage.

After everything was done, Lu Qingyun took out Huang Mao's cell phone and browsed the names on it.

After finding Zhang Wei's name, Lu Qingyun sneered, and then pressed on the keyboard:

"Boss, I'm in the Hongxin Hotel. Which room are you in? I have something urgent to ask you. My subordinate saw that guy Lu Qingyun."

After typing these out, Lu Qingyun clicked Zhang Wei's name and sent the message.

Then, Lu Qingyun said to Lu Yi: "I will go to Zhang Wei's room later. You first go and deal with Huang Mao's gangsters, and then join me."

After hearing Lu Qingyun's words, Lu Yi nodded and asked Lu Qingyun to open the window of the room and fly out.

At this time, Zhang Wei was getting to know a few girls in depth, talking about life beliefs, and talking about their interests, when his cell phone rang unexpectedly.

Zhang Wei, who was disturbed, looked impatient. He reached out to pick up the mobile phone at the bedside and cursed: "Fuck, what bastard sent me a message at this time, you are looking for death."

Zhang Wei impatiently opened the message on his phone and quickly browsed the contents.

"Fuck, mlgbd, you can't even handle such a small thing."

After waving a few girls out of the room, Zhang Wei cursed, tapped Huang Mao's number, and dialed back.

Looking at the display on his phone, Lu Qingyun chuckled and clicked the answer button. Zhang Wei's voice suddenly came from the phone:

"Liu Guo, I'm in 606, mbd, come and die quickly."

As soon as Zhang Wei finished speaking, he hung up his cell phone, sat on the sofa, ordered a piece of Chinese medicine, and waited for Huang Mao's arrival.

Listening to the "beep" sound coming from the mobile phone, Lu Qingyun snorted coldly, threw the mobile phone on the ground, pulled up his collar, opened the door of 506, and then put his head under his clothes.

With only two eyes exposed inside, he walked out and headed towards Zhang Wei's room.

The words were divided. After Lu Yi flew out of Huang Mao's room, he flew to the window of the next room. Ge Yin, Green Mao, and a few others opened rooms in a row next to Huang Mao. So Lu Yifei

He didn't go looking for it specifically, he just picked a nearby room and went there.

Through the floor-to-ceiling windows, Lu Yi saw at a glance Ji Fei, who was having sex with a woman dressed up and wearing heavy makeup on the bed. Ji Fei had his eyes closed at this time, concentrating on enjoying the woman's flaming red lips and lips.

From time to time, there were humming and chirping sounds, obviously enjoying it so much that even Lu Yi, who flew in, didn't notice it.

Lu Yi looked at the two people fighting, and seemed to have thought of something. He stayed aside to take some time to relax, with a playful look in his eyes, paying attention to Ji Fei and the woman's every move.

"Oh, I want it, move faster..."

Not long after, Ji Feo said hurriedly to the woman who was serving him.

After hearing Ji Fei's words, the woman obviously knew what he was talking about, and the movements in her mouth became more frequent.

At this moment, Lu Yi took a lunge, spread out his wings, slightly bent his claws, and with the slightest bit of strong wind, he rushed straight towards the chicken feather on the bed, and suddenly launched an eagle claw move against the chicken feather's neck.

"Hoola!"

Lu Yi grabbed the back of Ji Fei's throat and pulled hard, pulling out a large piece of meat. A big hole was exposed in Ji Fei's throat, and blood trickled out like a spring, free of charge.

The chicken feathers received such a heavy blow, and the clone below suddenly softened and slipped out of the woman's mouth. With his eyes wide open, he looked at Lu Yi who scratched himself in shock. Not long after, he died of blood loss.

Already.

"Ah, murder!"

Seeing the chicken feathers that had been served by her so much just a second before the bed was placed, bleeding all over the bed, and refusing to close her eyes, the woman Puyi noticed that her feet were trembling, and she hid in the corner of the room, mouthing

Couldn't help shouting hysterically.

He glanced at the woman huddled in the corner and thought to himself: This woman has no enmity against me, so what if I let her go? I am not the kind of person who takes pleasure in killing people.

With this in mind, Lu Yi ignored the woman and flew out, heading towards Lu Mao's room.

Later, Lu Yi followed the law and sent the gangsters who followed Huang Mao to the Western Paradise one by one when they were most excited.

"Do I think this is a low-level bad taste?"

After killing the last gangster, Lu Yi suddenly had such a thought in his heart.

Then, Lu Yi chuckled, shook his head, and shook the thought out of his mind. With his wings spread, he rushed to Zhang Wei's room, preparing to meet Lu Qingyun for revenge.

But it was said that after Lu Qingyun came out of Huang Mao's room, he shrank his head, slowed down, and walked slowly towards 606.

Lu Qingyun came to the door of Zhang Wei's room, looked at the house number above, curled up the corner of his mouth, and smiled coldly. Then, Lu Qingyun took a long breath, then raised his right hand and lightly touched the door.

Knocked lightly.

Just as he was about to knock for the second time, Zhang Wei's voice came from inside: "The door is unlocked, come in!"

After hearing Zhang Wei's words, Lu Qingyun pushed open the wooden door of the room and walked in.

As soon as he walked in, Lu Qingyun saw Zhang Wei holding a crystal cup in one hand and a bottle of ageless red wine in the other, pouring the wine leisurely.

"Oh, it is indeed you. It seems that my guess was good!"

Zhang Wei stopped what he was doing, glanced at the movement at the door, and found that it was not Huang Mao, but Lu Qingyun. However, the movements in his hands continued, and he still poured red wine into the cup. He said the same to Lu Qingyun who came in.

said.

"Liu Guo should be solved by you. That's fine, it saves me the trouble."

Zhang Wei said affirmatively, and then he leisurely raised the crystal glass filled with half a glass of red wine. He didn't take Lu Qingyun who came for revenge at all, and said to him in the tone of an old friend.

Lu Qingyun asked:

"You should be called Lu Qingyun, Pingbu Qingyun, a good name! The 1982 Bordeaux tastes good, do you want a drink?"
Chapter completed!
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