I Really Didn’t Want To Make A Lot Of Money

Chapter 397



Chapter 397

Chapter 397 Black Panther Lost

Chen Ling didn’t know who revealed his position.

Had a meal with Miranda, but was attacked by bandits of the Cabinda Liberation Front.

François had just received news of a reward for hunting down, and someone came to the door.

Let’s not let people live for a moment!

Chen Ling was angry.

“Bill, you go to remind the lady in the next room of the security, then take the camera and go downstairs to the lobby to meet me.” Chen Ling did not forget the black pearl next door.

As long as Miranda does not leave the room, her security personnel will be vigilant and there will be no danger. But Chen Ling still didn’t dare to take it lightly, and he didn’t dare to let the underworld assassin come to his room, so as not to harm the pond fish.

A total of three underworld forces came near the hotel. At the front door came a man and a woman, two black people, who looked like a couple; at the back door came a solo traveler with a handsome face; there was also a group of people who were the furthest away, coming across the river from Kinshasa, at the moment. On the river.

Black couples have a cold expression, and only when they look at each other, there is a hint of warmth in their eyes. Their weapons are several daggers hidden on their bodies, each of which has a different shape. Chen Ling estimated that their fist and foot skills were at the same level, because the men’s neck was stout and the back and the waist were sturdy; the women were only one size smaller, but they were only one size smaller. Normally men looked weak in front of her.

And the mulatto mixed successfully, with bronzed skin, long legs, and a cynical expression, just like an old hand in a place of wind and moon, always discharging. He was holding a bunch of flowers in his hand, with a pistol hidden in it, equipped with a silencer.

Those on the Congo River who were still in the boat had the fiercest firepower. There were five long and short guns, and three machetes. All weapons were unabashedly on their shoulders. They were a group of lawless bandits.

Chen Ling thought about a countermeasure in the elevator, and now sits on the sofa in the lobby to drink coffee.

He suddenly felt very meaningless. How come these shit things always happen in the hotel, nothing new!

Every hotel that claims to be luxurious and safe, except for its high price, is not really safe.

Rotana hotels can’t be like this, they must be value for money, and guests must be safe in the hotel. Chen Ling thought that safety should become the second selling point of Rotana Group’s hotels in Africa.

The first selling point is of course the food.

Bill came to the lobby, followed by a man, Miranda’s security captain.

“Huh??” Chen Ling glanced at Bill.

Bill quickly explained: “I said there is a danger, pay attention to precautions, he will come with me, to locate the source of the risk, and eliminate the risk in the bud.”

Chen Ling was too lazy to talk to the security captain and waved to let him go.

“Mr. Chen, this is my job.” The security captain defended, lowering his eyebrows and pleasing his eyes. The relationship between Chen Ling and Miranda, as they looked at the security staff, naturally respected Chen Ling.

“Sit and drink coffee. Don’t leave until you finish drinking.” Chen Ling asked the security captain to sit down and beckoned to the waiter, “Give this gentleman a cup of coffee and write it in my room.”

The security captain smiled and said, “Mr. Chen, I’m sorry, I’m on duty and can’t drink coffee.”

“You want to die by yourself, I won’t stop you.” Chen Ling ignored him. Anyway, Miranda has a lot of security personnel, and she won’t feel bad for one or two deaths.

Chen Ling looked at the killers and gangsters in his field of vision again, and the time was almost up.

“Bill, have you seen the movie “Terminator II”?” Chen Ling suddenly talked about the movie.

“I’ve seen it.” Bill walking in the rain of bullets obviously wouldn’t miss this classic sci-fi action movie.

Chen Ling couldn’t remember how many times he had watched it, but he remembered every detail of it anyway.

“When Arnold Schwarzenegger first played, he was holding a bunch of flowers with a spray inside. The person you are dealing with is a mulatto who also holds a bunch of flowers in his hand. When you walk over, he doesn’t know your identity, so he won’t be wary of you. You have the opportunity to take out a pistol that opens the insurance from his bouquet, with a silencer on it. You shoot him three times in the chest, and then Drag him to the river behind the hotel and wait for me.”

“Attention! This mulatto looks feminine and beautiful. He comes in from the back door of the hotel. Maybe he likes to go through the back door. You have to be careful not to be greedy for beauty…”

Bill was puzzled: “Why?”

“You know when you see him… Go!”

Bill went in a hurry.

Miranda’s security personnel offered to fight: “Mr. Chen, what can I do?”

Chen Ling pointed to the door of the hotel: “A big couple of men and women have come over there. Can you handle it?”

The security captain turned his head to look, his smile disappeared instantly: “It’s them!”

Chen Ling saw the fear in his eyes, and knew that his judgment was correct. This black couple should be a fierce and famous figure in the local underworld, and could meet his requirements for making small movies.

The security captain has already pulled out the intercom: “Attention! The lost panther appears!”

“Black Panther Lost?” Chen Ling thought that this nickname was a bit prestigious, but he didn’t know what the combination of Panther and Lost meant.

Chen Ling urged the security captain: “They are the source of risk, go and destroy them.”

The security captain swallowed hard: “I can’t deal with them alone.”

“Where’s your gun?” Chen Ling looked in his arms, where a pistol was hidden.

The security captain shook his head: “No, as soon as I fired it, it might not necessarily be hit, and their throwing knife came over.”

It turns out that the Lost Panther is a throwing knife. Chen Lingyuan thought that they were the kind of masters who had a lot of flesh and blood, liked close combat, and used deadly moves. Unexpectedly, they were indeed agile skill masters.

“Drink coffee?” Chen Ling asked the security captain who wanted to meet his teammates.

“Don’t drink–, no, I drink, I’m drinking coffee here.” The security captain realized that drinking coffee was the safest option. There are still many people in the lobby, and sitting and drinking coffee is the best cover.

“Counsel!” Chen Ling nodded his finger on the security captain’s forehead, “Miranda should have replaced you.”

The security captain entered the play in seconds, acting in his true colors as the guests drinking coffee, ignoring Chen Ling’s words and actions.

Chen Ling stood up, walked over to the lost pair of Panthers unsuspectingly, raised his hands and proactively said hello: “Hey, lost Panthers, I am Chen Ling, here I am!”

The security captain covered his mouth, unable to understand the scene before him. Is Miranda’s friend Mr. Chen a friend of the Lost Panther?

“Sir, this is the coffee you ordered.” The waiter sees and listens to all directions, and everything he sees is hidden in his heart. He is only a waiter who delivers coffee during working hours.

The security captain who was engrossed in the front was taken aback again, shaking his hand and knocking over the coffee on the table.

“I’m sorry, sir, I’ll bring you another glass.” The waiter calmly wiped the table dry with the rag he brought with him.

“Who are you?” The security captain twisted his neck a little hard and stared at the waiter.

The waiter smiled: “I’m the waiter here.”

The security captain looked up and down for a while before turning his head back.

“Where are they? Where did they go?” He stood up suddenly, and Chen Ling and the black couple disappeared.

The waiter looked at him and said, “Your three friends have gone over there.” He pointed to the direction Bill was going.

The security captain did not distinguish between true and false, cursed in a low voice, took out the walkie-talkie, and urged the team members to come to support. He is going to figure out the situation. If Mr. Chen is really a friend of the Lost Panthers, he must let Miranda know about this situation.

Bill stood under the shadow of a tree on the bank of the Congo River, with a graceful, feminine and handsome mulatto “woman” lying at his feet.

He was secretly afraid. The “he” in Mr. Chen’s mouth has another shocking face. Fortunately, Chen Ling reminded him, otherwise he might have been killed by the ladyboy killer because of hesitation when he did it.

“Bill, come and meet new friends.” Chen Ling came with the couple.

“Black Panther Lost?!” Bill blurted out the couple’s nickname, “Mr. Chen, are they your friends?”

Chen Ling was also a little surprised: “Are they so famous?”

Bill guessed that Chen Ling had controlled these two, and said: “In this French-speaking country, they are the most famous killers because they are cruel. Killing not only takes people’s lives, but also takes humanity every time. After staying, they tortured to death with a dagger for fun, and their men did not have a complete body.”

Chen Ling sneered: “It’s cheaper for them!”


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