Chapter 464

Until the evening, the French man got up from bed and slowly picked up the clothes on the ground and put them on.

His face was full of satisfaction, with a smile on his mouth and a happy mood. He played very hard today. He was very satisfied and happy.

There are not only rich people who can sleep for free, but also money.

He picked up a million bank cards on the bedside table and carefully bumped them into his pocket.

Tired and paralyzed Miss Tang Er whistled on the punch and asked triumphantly, "Miss Tang, do you want to sign up for a fitness class? I'll pay for it?"

Tang Xiyan's performance today is much better than previous times, but it is still not enough. Men are in high spirits. Women's physical strength can't keep up at the critical moment, and men's interest will be greatly reduced.

Tang Xiyan leaned back on the bed and didn't even have the strength to move, let alone the strength to respond to his obscene words.

"Are you so tired?" the French man looked at her expression that she was too tired to move. He was in a good mood. Only the more powerful a man is, can he make a woman so tired. This proves that he has good Kung Fu in bed. How many men can't expect it.

Tang Xiyan was too lazy to return to him and scolded a cheap man in his heart!

After the cheap man Shylock square steel vented, he was in a particularly good mood and didn't care about her in general. "Forget it, I don't care about you. Miss Tang's company made me very happy today. Thank you, Miss Tang."

The woman on the bed snorted coldly, lying on the bed without moving, and Shylock left alone.

He has paid for this presidential suite, of course, with the one million card that Miss Tang just gave him.

As soon as his figure appeared at the gate, he was immediately noticed by Huang Mao waiting in the car.

Shylock asked the hotel attendant to call him a taxi and stood at the door waiting for the car. Huang Mao got out of the car and walked towards him step by step.

His clothes were wet because of the rain.

Shylock saw him coming and stepped away from him for fear that his precious clothes would be dirty by his wet clothes.

Unexpectedly, he deliberately stepped aside, but he still didn't avoid being soiled by someone.

Shylock's shoulder was hit hard by yellow hair, and then he was about to pass by.

The French man was suddenly hairy. "Hey, what's the matter with you? Do you know how much my clothes cost? You soiled my clothes and have to compensate me!"

Huang Mao stared at him coldly, and the last shred of reason that remained warned him that he could not be impulsive in public.

"What kind of eyes do you have? You not only don't apologize when you hit someone, but also look at me with threatening eyes. What do you want to do?" Shylock was puzzled by his eyes. He obviously felt that the young man with yellow hair looked at him with hate and angry eyes.

It's strange that he doesn't know this man. They haven't had a holiday. It's worth him to look at himself with such eyes. It's inexplicable.

"What if I don't apologize?" Huang Mao said coldly, gnashing his teeth.

Apologize? Oh, this scum is also worthy. It would be nice if he didn't kill him. If it weren't for the public and countless surveillance cameras, he would have beaten him out first.

"Hum, you're so arrogant when you dirty my clothes, young man. Be careful. I'll call the police to catch you." Shylock threatened fiercely.

His status is different now. He is no longer the poor loser who lingered on the food and clothing line as before. Now he is close to the 2000 gold of the down group. With her money tree, he doesn't worry about having no money to spend.

Money can make the devil push the mill, and money can also make him bolder and more confident.

As long as the man in front of us is not crazy, we should understand that we are not so easy to offend.

Huang Mao sneered, "don't scare me with the police station. I'm not scared. I'm worried that I have no place to live and no place to eat. If you call the police, I can have a good rest for two days. There are people who provide food, clothing, housing and transportation for free. Why not do it."

With that, he continued like an instant enlightenment: "Oh, your reminder reminds me that if I just hit your arm and soiled your clothes, the police can only be closed for two or three days at most. Two or three days is too short. I have to find food and accommodation again after I come out. It's more troublesome and tired than being locked up in the police station. Er, how can I stay in the police station all the time, Why don't you sacrifice, help me and let me fight? Don't worry, I promise I won't kill you. If I kill someone, I'll be sentenced to death. I just want to be sentenced to life imprisonment, and I don't want to die. "

As soon as he said this, Shylock's back cooled in an instant, especially the gloomy and cold smile on his yellow hair face, which scared him to the bone.

"Psycho!" Shylock scolded and hurried away.

He met a madman!

Huang Mao coldly looked at his fleeing figure and clenched his hands hanging on his legs. His eyes were full of hatred and vowed to make this guy die.

Then he turned and walked into the lobby of the five-star hotel.

He knew the room number where Miss Tang Eryan was. Before Tang Xiyan went up, he was afraid of what might happen to him, so he told him the room number sent by the French man to her. If she called for help, Huang Mao could directly rush up to find her.

After Huang Mao entered the door, he was stopped by the security guard in the lobby.

"Sir, are you staying in a hotel or?"

The security guard looked at Huang Mao calmly. This is a five-star high-end hotel. Not everyone can come in. If some bad people or things are mixed in, which affects the experience of the Hotel VIP, his lobby security guard will be punished by the leaders above.

The hotel opened the door to do business. Of course, it can't blatantly stop people outside, so the security guard can only quietly check whether Huang Mao is a dangerous element.

Huang Mao was stopped by the security guard, and his face was a little ugly.

"Get out of the way. I'll find someone."

Looking for someone? Whom are you calling? As soon as the security guard heard this, he immediately raised his vigilance. "Who can I find, sir? Do you need me to take you?" he has served as the lobby security guard in this five-star hotel for many years. The hotels are always rich people in the upper class. He has seen many people's clothes and clothes in the upper class. He can be said to be a treasure of luxury brands, and has long trained a pair of fire eyes and gold.

He looked up and down carefully at the guy who was wet in the rain. He didn't wear anything that could be called a big brand, so according to this, it was enough to judge that nine times out of ten this guy was not a rich man in the upper class, but probably a poor loser.

Security guards are obsequious and bullying. They are respectful and enthusiastic in the face of the rich. They serve the rich and have consumption. In the face of the poor, ha ha, sorry, please go out and turn right. It's easy to leave.

"No, I'll go myself." he was so upset that the security guard kept stopping him. Huang Mao wanted to go crazy. A good dog doesn't stand in the way. Do you understand.

"Sorry, sir, our hotel has regulations. If you don't check in and don't have the invitation of the Hotel VIP, you are not allowed to enter, so as not to disturb the rest of the Hotel VIP." the security guard is quite polite. He doesn't know how many similar events he has to deal with every day. He has been used to it and well-trained.

Huang Maoqi was confused and forgot that Tang Xiyan's room was the presidential suite on the 28th floor. The hotel had different levels of elevators. The elevator floors that could be reached were different. Miss Tang Eryan's presidential suite needed the highest elevator to get up. If you want to take that elevator, you need to get a ride card first.

So if he wants to go up, he has to get an elevator card first.

After the security guard explained, he looked at him in a good play. Even if he didn't stop, he was busy there in vain.

Huang Mao took out his mobile phone and thanked him for its excellent quality. After a heavy rain with him, he didn't scrap it. He could still make a call.

He dialed Tang Xiyan's mobile phone number.

"Dudu Dudu -" Tang Xiyan, lying on the bedroom bed, heard a familiar mobile phone ring in the living room.

It was her cell phone that rang. Someone called her.

But she was so tired that she didn't want to move at all. She turned over. The phone continued to ring and didn't get up to answer it.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is not answered. Please redial later, sorry..."

No one answered. What's going on? Yellow hair frowned, his face was dignified, and his whole heart was lifted up. He continued to fight without giving up.

The phone was called four or five times, but no one answered. When he called the sixth time, the mechanical female prompt tone from the phone changed, "sorry, the phone you dialed has been turned off, please redial later..."

Shut it down?!

Huang Mao's face suddenly changed. Something was wrong. Miss Tang ER was in danger. He had to hurry up to save her immediately.