131: C131 The Three Peaks Met

C131 The Three Peaks Met

Night fell, and the city was bright and crowded, and the traffic was heavy. The bustling lights seemed to have lit up, gathering together to form a silent but noisy sea.

The lights were grand, but there weren't many people on the streets. The shops in the deep alleys closed early. The people walking on the streets also looked nervous, looking left and right from time to time, afraid that something unexpected would happen.

As a result, the bustling scene was silent.

However, in the hotel Hua Jingsheng and the others stayed in tonight, although there were sparrows at the door, a certain number of people stayed away. A group of people wrapped in headscarves either stood, leaned, or walked around the hotel. They seemed to be casual, but they were actually paying close attention to the situation around them.

The entire street was suffused with a solemn atmosphere. In the silence, the tightness of the air that had been compressed slowly flowed away. The lights on both sides of the street were bright, but it did not give people a sense of peace.

A car drove slowly from the end of the street with a long-distance light. The body of the car was black, but there were two bodyguards in black standing at the back of the car.

The people guarding the entrance of the hotel looked at the car as it drove over.

"The target has appeared." Zhang Xunmo, who was staying at the hotel opposite the hotel, stood on the balcony. He was dressed in casual clothes. He had infrared eyes and a sniper rifle in his hand. He lowered his voice and reported the situation to Ning Ou on the other side of the walkie-talkie.

"I got it." Ning Ou, who was staying inside the hotel and paying attention to the situation in the meeting room, answered quietly.

At the same time, he took off his windbreaker and sat on the ground. He stared at the telescope while fiddling with his gun.

His target was not those people, but as long as these people appeared, his target would appear.

The car outside looked inconspicuous, but in reality, it slowly stopped on a very important person's car. The driver got off the car and opened the door for the person in the back seat. A pair of shiny leather shoes stepped on the ground. Then, a tall figure bent out of the car.

A black, medium and long suit. His hair was formally combed back, revealing his broad forehead and sharp eyes that were as sharp as a falcon's. His hair and eyes were black. However, his facial features seemed to be on the west side. His eyes were calm, but his killing intent was clear.

Only then did the people guarding outside move closer. After a round of inspection, they moved away from his side.

He stood with a solemn expression. After tidying up his sleeves, he turned his body to the side, turned around, and walked in.

After entering, the entire hall seemed to be as quiet as a light curtain.

The manager who had been waiting inside saw him and immediately went up to greet him. "Mr. Ann, this way, please."

The person called Mr. Ann glanced at him and coldly asked, "Is everything safe and sound?"

"Mr. Ann, don't worry. Before nine o'clock tonight, all the elevators in the hotel will not reach the first floor. Also, I have arranged for people to guard the underground exit. If there is a problem, you can escape from the basement directly." The manager nodded seriously and reported in a low voice.

"That's good." Mr. Ann nodded. He stood at the door of the meeting room. After he typed in the password, he leaned to the side and asked in a lower voice, "Are our people ready?"

If the deal was not settled tonight, the battle would start. The winner would decide.

The manager made a gesture for him to be at ease.

Mr. Ann nodded in satisfaction. "After the deal is done, you will be rewarded."

The manager smiled in satisfaction. He watched him walk in. He stopped smiling and returned to the hall.

Not long after, two more cars drove into the small street. They broke the shadow of the moonlight and came leisurely.

The manager immediately tidied up his appearance and strode out with a solemn expression.

A man wearing a black coat and a white coat walked out. The diamond hanging on his chest shone with a dazzling five-colored light in the darkness, revealing the man's wealth.

The other man was old and wore a suit that did not appear out of nowhere. He got off the car in a low profile and his straight figure was like a scenery in the night, causing people to unconsciously lower their posture.

The two of them looked at each other, but they did not say a word. They turned around and walked inside.

Among the group of people following behind the man who kept a low profile, there was a person who wore an Arab logo, a headscarf, and a pair of beards. He walked in swaggeringly with a domineering aura.

"Mr. Wen, inside..." When the manager saw that the person was about to follow them into the secret room, he spoke with a troubled expression.

"No?" The low-profile man walking in front turned his head indifferently. Although his expression did not change, a trace of displeasure suddenly appeared in his eyes.

"It's fine. Please go ahead." Seeing this, the manager did not want to get into trouble again. He immediately smiled and shut his mouth in embarrassment.

In any case, tonight was not going to be peaceful. Even if he brought a bodyguard in, there might not be a turning point.

When Mr. Wen saw that he was tactful and shut his mouth, he continued to walk in with his head held high and chest puffed out.

The white shirt saw this and shook his head. His tone was sarcastic: "This society is clearly civilized people, but there are still people who rely on their seniority. Truly a great disaster!"

When Mr. Wen heard what the other party meant, he immediately stopped. "It's not shameful to rely on one's seniority. I'm afraid that some people are still putting on airs despite not being old. It's even more shameful!"

"You!" When the white clothed man saw the other party rebut without any hesitation, he immediately became somewhat angry.

"Gentlemen, Mr. Ann is here. For everyone's safety, please end the fight quickly," the man in white said. The manager saw sparks flying in the hall. He was afraid that they would start a fight at the door, so he immediately tried to persuade them.

"Tonight, I am here to talk about something. I'm too lazy to argue with a junior like you." Mr. Wen looked at the white clothes with disdain. He then withdrew his body proudly and went inside.

Seeing this, the white shirt's face turned red due to anger, but it was not good for it to flare up on the spot. After all, he did not have the final say here. He endured his anger and walked in.

The domineering man who was walking behind Mr. Wen turned his head to look at Bai Yi. He snorted in disdain, raised his head, and continued to swagger in.

"Bastard!" The man in white clothes was furious when he saw that one of his followers didn't even put him in his eyes. He glanced at the person beside him and gave him a look.

The other party understood and nodded solemnly.

When the few of them walked to the fountain behind them, apart from the person who was close to them, the others all consciously stood at the entrance and automatically split into two rows.

The person who stood still swept his sharp gaze all around him. He was completely focused and at the same time, he stood in an unusually serious manner.

Ning Ou, who was hiding behind the curtains and leaning against a small part of the camera that was the same color as the night sky, hid his handsome face under the moonlight and blended into the lights. As the warm light flowed, a dark and gloomy night also entered his eyes. His pair of sharp eyes were floating between the night and the lights, flowing with a bewitching and arrogant color.

He was focused on the movement below. The three most influential people had already gathered. His telescope's lens could not help but circle around the surroundings, but he saw that the surrounding night was dense and quiet, without any abnormalities.

He could not help but wonder. Where was Hua Jingsheng's people? Why did he not see them?

"Mo, what's going on outside?"

Zhang Xunmo was staring at the outside. Wen Juan's eyes were fixed on the night sky. She didn't relax. "Not yet, but I don't see anyone else. It's quiet outside."

"Keep watching. Where are our men?" Zhang Xunmo asked. Ning Ou's voice slowly drifted over.

"Don't worry. As long as they come out, there will be no way out." Zhang Xunmo answered confidently.

"Okay."

The two of them entered the meeting room with the people they trusted the most. One of them was wearing a long black suit. His hair was combed back formally, revealing his broad forehead and sharp eyes. The person with black hair and black eyes, but his eyes were clearly filled with killing intent, was already sitting upright and waiting.

"Mr. Ann." When the two of them saw this important person, they both respected him.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Bai." Mr. Ann did not stand up. He smiled and nodded to the two of them as a response.

The two of them sat down under Mr. Ann's signal.

"Mr. Wen, Mr. Bai, I believe you two can give me some face and sit down. You already know the purpose of our deal." Mr. Ann lightly raised his head and said with a smile.

"Mr. Ann, if you didn't protect me tonight, I'm afraid my old bones would have gone through a lot of trouble." Mr. Wen said with a smile that wasn't a smile.

"Mr. Ann," Mr. Wen said. I'm here, but I've made my request clear, and as long as I agree, I'll be fine. " But if you don't agree, I won't back down. " The white clothes leaned against the chair and sat in an extremely rude manner.0

When Mr. Ann heard the words of the two of them, he did not move his eyes. However, he possessed the might to cause a storm.

"This is Damascus, the capital of Syria. Not only is there a mafia, but there is also Bai Dao, who has been our enemy for the rest of our lives. There are many things that cannot be developed from your perspective. You must know how to retreat in order to advance."

"Mr. Ann, what do you mean by that?" When Bai Yi heard that, she put away her proud sitting posture and leaned over to ask.

After Mister Wen heard this, he only frowned slightly and did not speak in a hurry.

"Don't you understand?" Mr. Ann saw the puzzled look on the white shirt's face. "How long has this battle been going on? The losses of the entire country are beyond you and me to estimate. " Now that victory is in sight, everything is going to be peaceful. Do you think they can ignore us? You'd better get out of here or you won't be able to leave in the future. "

"What Mr. Ann means is that the countries have already reached an agreement?" Mr. Wen stared at Mr. Ann in surprise and asked for confirmation.

"Impossible!" The white clothed man did not believe it. " If we don't hurry up and expand during this period of golden time, we will definitely be devoured by those people and fall apart in the future. I don't agree to withdraw, and I will even more so not withdraw! "As he spoke, The gaze of the white clothed person turned, and it contained a wisp of sharpness. He looked at Mr. Ann and said, "You told me everything. It's hard to tell if it's true or not. It's hard to verify. I've been trying for so many years, and I'm about to succeed. I do not want to let go just like that! "

"According to you, I'm going to swallow your territory and rule it all?" Mr. Ann was still smiling, but the murderous look on his face was obvious.

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