107 Prelude

At 6 p.m., Xiao Chen appeared in the villa area of the 3,000 harem on time. A brand-new black suit made the young man with a flat head and slightly hunchback look brilliant. The black shield in his left eye made the man's ordinary face ferocious, and there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth. He couldn't tell whether it was indifference or not. Kindness.

Chen Buyi and Fang Yan also followed Xiao Chen. Their clothes are very ordinary, and their casual trousers and long coats seem to be a little out of line with tonight's occasion, but the killing between them makes no one dare to doubt their strength. They are the best of the descendants of Yan and Huang, especially in martial arts. One by one. How many people in the world can compete with them?

The three of them walked slowly on the land of the 3,000 harem in a zigzag shape, with the same killing and indifference in their eyes.

There is destined to be a person leaping over the dragon gate tonight.

Ordinary people in Nanjing City don't know what happened this evening, but they see countless good cars driving in the direction of the 3,000 harem, a place where they may not be able to go even if they work hard all their lives.

When Cao Ze, a security guard, saw Xiao Chen, he couldn't help gasping. Is this man still the person he used to know? Or is it the person who nodded and even made friends with a security guard? People rely on clothes and horses on saddles. Xiao Chen's dress surprised Cao Ze, a group of security guards. He vaguely understands one thing in his heart. After tonight, this man is afraid that his group of people can no longer look at it. As for how much the angle of looking up, Cao Ze is not sure, but Cao Ze can be sure that after tonight, Xiao Chen's name The word must rise to 90,000 miles on the boundary of Nanjing.

"Xiao...Xiao Chen..." Cao Ze found that his tongue was a little disobedient.

I want to call the name of the man who walked in front of me but hesitated. Can I still call this man's name directly? The Minister of Security has said that the protagonist of tonight's charity dinner is a young descendant named Xiao Chen. At first, Cao Ze didn't believe that the unattractive man could make An Mengtang, a Nanjing crocodile, have green eyes? But all the hesitation was shattered by the scene in front of him. Xiao Chen, dressed in a new dress, lacked the spirit of the market and more decisiveness, especially the two people behind him. He had never seen it before, but Cao Ze could be sure that these two people's skills were absolutely extraordinary, and one or two clues could be seen from the restrained light in their eyes.

"Ye-huh." Looking at Cao Ze and Xiaochen's gentle response, he still kept walking forward.

The man was a little angry at this moment, and his face became indifferent from the moment he left the Haida community, because Zhang Qiuling refused his proposal. This is not a matter of lack of light on the surface. Xiao Chen doesn't care about these. Instead, the woman failed her kindness. She wanted to take this opportunity to let everyone in Nanjing know that Xiao Chen's name is Zhang Qiuling, but the woman chose to refuse and refused for no reason, which made Xiao Chen very uncomfortable. Since he confided his feelings to Zhang Qiuling in Haida Community three days ago, Xiao Chen has vaguely regarded this woman as a companion for a lifetime.

Some people can easily peep through his mind with just a slight glance. Some people may not know one or two even if you spend your whole life thinking about the side.

Cao Ze can't understand Xiao Chen at this moment, just like Zhang Qiuling a moment ago.

Although Fang Yan and Chen Bu's faces are indifferent, they are a little confused. They wonder why the hunchbacked man in front of them seems to have changed into a person overnight. Without the exquisiteness of the past, without the pleasantness of the past, there is more solemn momentum and a little more decisive momentum between walking. The fierce taste is like a mountain, motionless and unshakeable. Especially the smile at the corners of his mouth makes the man look unfathomable and weird.

When he came to the lawn in front of An Mengtang Villa, Xiao Chen only saw a few sparse people. Among them, a woman in a dark green cheongsam was quietly sitting on the rattan chair next to the round table tasting red wine instantly attracted Xiao Chen's attention. From the back, this woman is somewhat similar to Zhang Qiuling, and also somewhat similar to Tang Wu. The body is the same slim and slender, no more fat, no more smooth and plump. But the woman's long hair let Xiao Chen know that this woman was definitely not Zhang Qiuling or Tang Wu.

He strode forward, walked to the round table, looked at the woman and smiled, "Sister Su, are you here too?"

The woman is Su Mingyue, the female dealer of Wylie Resort Macau or the daughter of Wylie Resort Macau.

The arrival of Xiao Chen attracted the attention of women. There was a faint warm smile in his eyes. He looked up slightly, opened his lips gently, and said, "Sit down."

No matter when and where, this woman seems to have a kind of calmness.

Xiao Chen's mood is somewhat better because of the arrival of Su Mingyue. This woman is her lifesaver. If it hadn't been for her opening up in Macao, she might have gone underground to meet the old man and aunt, let alone today's soaring sky.

"Sister Su, it's good that you can come." Xiao Chen smiled like a child.

"All right?" Su Mingyue laughed, and the curvature of the corners of her mouth made the woman look more and more delicate.

The breeze blows up the woman's hair, and the weak light projected by the remaining moon in the sky covers the woman's warm skin like mutton fat and white jade, and the scenery is infinite.

Xiao Chen and Su Mingyue sat at a table and began to chat. They chatted very little, only occasionally saying one or two meaningless words. Su Mingyue seemed to be more willing to focus on the goblet in her hand, tasted it gently, and occasionally looked at the people around her or said a word or two with Xiao Chen across the table.

The dinner officially starts at eight o'clock, but now it's only 6:30. It's more than an hour before the official start of the dinner. In the following time, there are more and more people on the lawn. There are gorgeous women who wear evening dresses to show their bodies, and handsome men in suits, leather shoes or tuxedos. . For them, such a dinner is just a great opportunity for them to get out of the wall or have a romantic night. Naturally, they can't miss it.

It's strange that almost all the men and women are of the younger generation. As for those elderly men and women, they seem to have an agreement, and none of them have ever appeared.

When Luo Han drove the newly bought Porsche Cayenne with Duan King Kong and ran all the red light to the 3,000 harem, he suddenly braked. The steering wheel turned rapidly. Cayenne's body was very cooperative with a beautiful tail shake. Duan King Kong on the co-pilot was shocked and sweated coldly in his heart that this second ancestor was too fucking lawless. .

Luo Han, wearing a high-quality white suit, walked straight to the depths of the 3,000 harem accompanied by Duan Jingang all the way. This place is not strange to Luo Han. Every few years, Luo Han will follow his father Luo Keqiang to visit Tang An Gong, a tumbler in Nanjing City, so walking at this moment can be said to be a familiar road. Since Luo Han was destroyed by Xiao Chen and Zhang Qiuling in the Haihuang Pavilion Old Duck Shop more than half a year ago, this guy has indeed stopped a lot. At least he will not bully men and women as evil as before. Occasionally playing one-night stands is also going to the bar to find lonely young women or girls.

The day before yesterday, Luo Han heard from his father that An Mengtang was going to hold a charity dinner in the 3,000 harem. The man immediately became lively. The reason was very simple. He could look for his prey to his heart's content at the charity dinner. There will be a corresponding number of beautiful women in each level of dinner. It was by no means the chicken difference between those in the bar. Not many women can be compared.

When Luo Han walked into the lawn with a grinful mind, he immediately looked around, thinking that women wanted to fly together. Duan Jingang was a little helpless. This prodigal son has this virtue. He can't walk when he sees a woman. He is a pure stallion, but what makes people speechless is that this stallion has a rich father and a strong mother to form his strong backing, so this man is almost unimpeded in Nanjing City. How many things have he done. I don't even remember this personal bodyguard just now. Sometimes, Duan Jingang really hopes that there will be more masters he met in the Haihuang Pavilion that time. The spirit of killing Luo Han can make this boy calm down a little. He can also take action less and suffer less skin injuries.

"King Kong, how do you think of that woman?" Luo Han pointed to a beautiful woman in a pink evening dress not far away and asked with a joking smile.

Duan Jingang knows that Luo Han has lost interest in such a vase girl, and he also knows that this prodigal son is now thinking about how to make those women with elegant appearance and temperament become crazy **. Duan Jingang quite agrees with this. At least this man's taste has gone up more than one step. Looking at Luo Han with a smile on his face, he asked, "Young master, are you interested in her?"

A word "hui" revealed the meaning of Duan Jingang's words. Luo Han smiled, patted Duan Jingang on the shoulder and said, "You understand me more and more."

Luo Han's eyes continued to shuttle through the crowd. Soon, a woman in a dark green cheongsam appeared in Luo Han's eyes. The woman quietly tasted red wine, and her slightly curvy hair and delicate facial features all showed the special charm of women, especially the woman's eyes, which made Luo Han unable to stop. Although there is a man in a black suit sitting opposite the woman, how can Luo Han care about this? Start your step and stride towards the woman.

When he walked to the round table where the woman was, Luo Han unconsciously glanced at the man opposite the woman and felt a little familiar. The man seemed to have seen him somewhere, but when he thought that he had never seen a man with a blind left eye, he didn't think much about it. He looked at the woman and smiled gentlemanly and said, "Miss, your hand The red wine in the middle should be called ou-be-hi-yong, and the Chinese name is 'Hongyanrong'. It is one of the eight major red wines in France. Both the taste and texture are not bad, and now they complement each other in the hands of the young lady.

Luo Han likes women and red wine, so when he saw the red wine bottle on the table, he immediately knew the exact origin of the red wine in Su Mingyue's hand.

The moment Xiao Chen looked up and saw Luo Han, he couldn't help showing a smile at the corners of his mouth. This man did not disgust Xiao Chen. At best, he was just a second ancestor who was fooling around and waiting to die.

"'Beauty', a very good name, Xiao Chen, what do you think?" Su Mingyue did not look at Luo Han, and stared at Xiao Chen and asked gently. A sad smell gradually appeared in his eyes, which made people feel pity.

"Sister Su." Xiao Chen wanted to say something to comfort him, but he just said these two words.

Su Mingyue's past is not thrilling, but this woman has never been able to forget it. Maybe this is infatuation. Ask what love in the world is, and directly teach life and death.

"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen,..." Luo Han kept saying the name as if he was distracted. Suddenly, Luo Han looked directly at Xiao Chen and asked, "Is it you the one who was in the duck shop of Haihuang Pavilion last time?"

"Is there a problem?" Xiao Chen laughed.

Luo Han's heart is a little unbalanced. Damn, last time you sat with a beautiful woman, and this time you sat beside a beautiful woman. The beauty was robbed by you to make wool? Look at this sloppy, why is he so popular with women? When Luo Han wanted to lose his temper, he found that two men not far behind Xiao Chen were walking slowly. One of them was very familiar with Fang Yan, his bodyguard Duan King Kong's role. After thinking about it again and again, Luo Han was ready to leave. If he suffered a loss once, he would be an idiot.

"Well, I have something else to do, so I'll go first." Luo Han reluctantly squeezed out a smile and said to himself.

Xiao Chen smiled and saw Luo Han leave. After he found that Su Mingyue was drinking again, he comforted him, "Sister Su, don't drink."

Su Mingyue obediently put down her glass, looked at Xiao Chen and asked with a smile, "Xiao Chen, I heard that the reason why An Mengtang held a charity dinner this time is because of you?"

"Yes." Xiao Chen turned his head heavily.

"Why?" The woman continued to ask with a smile.

"I saved his life." This is the answer that Xiao Chen can think of.

"Oh, if you say so, I also saved your life or two lives, but you didn't give me any benefits." Su Mingyue looked at Xiao Chen and smiled.

"What kind of benefits does Sister Su want? As long as I, Xiao Chen, can do it."

Looking at Xiao Chen's sworn appearance, Su Mingyue asked with a smile, "Can't I do what you can do?"

Xiao Chen couldn't help but be stunned. Su Mingyue told the truth. Her background, strength and connections were far from being compared with this woman. How could she not do what she could do?

With the passage of time, there are more and more people on the lawn. It's not noisy. How can it be a group of qualified people? But the atmosphere of the dinner still rises under the whisper of the crowd, and the theme of the discussion is mostly the purpose of An Mengtang's charity dinner.