Rebel Demon King

Chapter 349 Penglai Mountain and the Beauty Dog

(The 6-word chapter makes up for the number of words owed in the past two days. I owe [-] more. There are two more changes today. I also ask for recommendation tickets and monthly tickets.)

Southeast Asia, an island.

The Pacific Ocean at midnight is immersed in darkness, scattered lighthouses floating among the waves extend far to a dark island surrounded by winding ribbons, and the black silhouettes of the towering mountains appear on the dark blue sky This island, originally called Majing Island and now called Penglai Island, is just an ordinary deserted island.

But as long as you turn to the other side of the island, you can see a dot of lights on the top of the mountain burning in the middle of a dark rainforest. When the camera zooms in, you can see a whole vineyard a little below the top of the mountain , August is the ripening season for grapes, a piece of reddish brown, reddish, magenta rippling in the refreshing mountain mist, round and crystal like a bunch of gorgeous gemstones.

Above the vineyard is a clear pool surrounded by sycamore trees. The green leaves are particularly bright against the yellowed palace lanterns. Through the gaps in the dense leaves, you can see a thin moon.

There are five or six men and women swimming in the middle of the pool. Around the pool are many beauties in elegant palace attire. They are wearing classic buns, with silver hairpins, and holding crystal trays containing fine wine. Their thighs are shining under the gauze skirt, and their narrow waist and plump breasts show the gracefulness of women. They stand tall and graceful, and with the intentional pavilions on the side, at first glance, they really seem to be traveling through time. In ancient times.

Going to the top of the mountain is a group of Chinese classical courtyard-style buildings. The wooden corridors meander between rockery, ponds, and crabapple trees. The two-story red wooden buildings covering half of the hillside are connected by bridges. Stone beaches, fountains, and piano pavilions are interlaced, and there are red cloud-like koi swimming under the patches of water lilies in the pond.

At the connecting points of the corridors, there are men with flat heads in tight black T-shirts and loose black trousers, and there are people with electric batons patrolling the corridors. This is the most secret core industry of Mr. Jing-Penglai Mountain.

In addition to being a wine pool and meat forest for rich people to entertain guests, Penglai Mountain is also an underground casino and underground bank. In addition, it is also a place where Master Jing mediates conflicts for some rich people who have conflicts. Although Bai Xiuxiu has risen like a comet in recent years, in If it wasn't for Master Jing's support in the hearts of most people with money, Bai Xiuxiu's desire to control the Gaoyun Group would be nothing but a dream.

Some people even secretly speculated whether Mr. Jing was with the famous white lady. This woman who Mr. Jing wanted to be honored as a sister-in-law secretly passed the song, otherwise after the death of Mr. Gao, Mr. Jing would not hesitate to fall in love The powerful Bai Xiuxiu?There are even conspiracy theories that Boss Gao was killed by Bai Xiuxiu and Master Jing in order to embezzle the property that originally belonged to the Gao family.

Of course, the bloody family affairs of wealthy families are the most talked about topic among people who eat melons. The truth of the facts is probably only known to the parties involved.

Although it is midnight at this time, the entire building complex is brightly lit, and there are people gathering in various buildings named after the palace. During the event, there are also female slaves from various countries for guests to choose from.

In addition, you can also meet celebrities from all over the country here for a long time, from popular actresses to traffic niches, as long as the rich can pay, Penglai Mountain can help you come here
Rich people are so eager for Penglai Mountain, not only because of the exciting entertainment here, but also because the power of money can be maximized here, not to mention Chinese stars, there are often members of the girl group of the Republic of Han and Japanese Movie stars from all over the world come to play guest roles, and a variety of gambling items are also the favorite of the rich, such as dog fighting, underground boxing matches, death races, etc., are all bloody items that can make adrenaline soar.

The rich people who have come to Penglai Mountain to experience it are as if they have taken drugs. They are addicted to this place. Ordinary life is like plain boiled water to them. Only the time spent in Penglai Mountain is the real ultimate enjoyment. It's a wonderland
Here, only you can't think of it, and you can't do it. As long as you have money, it is not impossible to experience evil things that you would never dare to do.

The weekend night was another sleepless night for Mount Penglai.

Jing Xing walked through the long corridor with a dark face. On his side was Yongshou Palace. Although it is called Yongshou Palace, it is the place where people are most likely to die, because there is actually a death boxing ring. Yongshou Palace is in the shape of a building. The building and the hollow courtyard are surrounded by diamond-shaped barbed wire. Behind the barbed wire, there are sharp spikes moving forward, slowly reducing the space for two people to fight.

The second floor is the grandstand, surrounded by men who are smoking cigars and howling. Some men are still holding iron chains. The women in flesh-colored lace-up stockings in cheongsams are not surprised by this. They step on high-heeled shoes and bend down from time to time, feeding fruit, food and fine wine to the man sitting on the tiger-skin chair in a gentle manner.

Inside the barbed wire, a muscular black man and a muay thai master with a red rope tied to his head were fighting. At this time, the slightly thinner muay thai master had the upper hand. The corners of the black man's mouth and eyes were already swollen. The head is on the defensive, while the muay thai master holds up his hands wrapped in white cloth, bows left and right, a combination punch as fast as lightning breaks the defense of the black man, and then the most fierce knee punch in muay thai hits the black man straight face door.

Immediately, the black man fell on his back and spurted a mouthful of blood at the same time, but the muay thai master did not stop, but at the same time that the opponent fell to the ground, he punched the opponent's face triangle again fiercely. He almost spared no room for it, aiming at the other party's life
After the dull sound, the black man didn't know whether he was dead or alive, and collapsed limply on the wooden floor.

Immediately there was excited applause and cheers from the stands, "King of Killer Buakaw", "King of Killer Buakaw".
Of course, there were also those who threw away their cigars, kicked the beauty dog ​​next to them to the ground, and cursed loudly.

Jing Xing, who was heading to Yugan Palace, stopped for a while, glanced at the result of the battle beside him, and walked forward quickly. Although he knew that he shouldn't think of the man named Lin Zhinuo at this time, but he I'm still very curious, whether the handsome man who can beat the Huaxia Sanda champion helplessly can beat Buakaw, who has won 27 consecutive victories and killed 19 opponents.

Jing Xing walked through the promenade with nine bends and eighteen bends, and walked past a blue pond without lotus leaves. In the middle of this wide water area, there was only a stone fountain gushing with water, and a beautiful woman dressed as a mermaid was sitting on it. , was playing the flute, and the melodious sound of the flute echoed on the blue waves.

At the end of the pool is a white jade stone staircase, and up the stairs is the Yugan Palace built of mahogany and glazed tiles. When Jing Xing walked to the top of the stairs, there were bodyguards in black standing on both sides of the gate, full of people. The red-lacquered wooden door with brass nails is not closed, and the transparent gauze hanging is fluttering in the wind, and there is a dim light inside.

Jing Xing lowered his head and said to the charming woman standing inside the door, wearing a light pink court lady's attire, with plum blossoms on her brows, and a large white and greasy skin on her chest: "Sister Ling, please tell my brother, I have an important report to him"

The woman called Sister Ling waved her round fan and glanced at Jing Xing, then asked calmly, "What's the matter?"

Jing Xing hesitated for a moment, and said, "There is a big problem with Rong E."

Sister Ling frowned and said, "Rong E? Liu Dongqiang sent me a message at night saying that everything is normal. What could be wrong?"

"Liu Dongqiang is dead," Jing Xing said in a low voice.

"What?" Duan Peiling yelled in astonishment, and didn't care to continue asking, and hurriedly walked towards the palace with her skirt in her hands.

After a while, the walkie-talkie hung around the neck of the black-clothed bodyguard standing at the door rang, and the person inside informed the bodyguard to ask Jing Xing to go in, so the bodyguard immediately said to Jing Xing: "Second Master Jing, you can go in now." .”

Jing Xing nodded and said "thank you", then lifted the tulle and walked towards the Yugan Palace. This is a hall completely imitating the construction of the Tang Dynasty imperial palace. Supported by stone pillars, the feet of the stone pillars are surrounded by carved decorations like golden tripods. Rows of partition doors with complicated patterns extend towards the edge of the palace, which is as magnificent as the real Tang Palace.

Standing next to each towering black stone pillar are bodyguards wearing bulletproof vests, and between the two stone pillars there are gorgeous court ladies. Jing Xing bowed his head and walked to the edge of the steps in the palace. Above the high platform is a large golden dragon bed , a man with a naked upper body covered in scars, a wide jaw, and a round-eyed man with an isosceles trapezoidal face is stepping on the smooth back of a woman. Duan Peiling is sitting beside the man and helping him squeeze her back.
Seeing a man coming in, the naked woman immediately buried her head trembling all over.

The man said indifferently: "Beibei, you are a dog now, why do you lower your head? You should turn your head to look at the stranger, and then bark at him."

The little swan's number one, Beibei, raised her head with tears in her eyes, hesitated for a moment and whimpered twice at the person standing at the bottom of the steps.

The man stomped Beibei directly to the ground, "If you say you want to bark, you should be more aggressive. You are a dog, not a cat."

Jing Xing was the one who knew Little Swan, he glanced at Bei Bei who was kneeling beside the dragon bed, and asked, "Brother, what happened to Bei Bei?"

The man said coldly: "We are in the service industry, the most important thing is to provide good service, no matter how big or small the customer is, we must provide the most perfect service, but this cousin, relying on his own good looks, contemptuous and difficult Guest, do you think you should teach me a lesson?"

Jing Xing looked at the tearful Beibei, shook his head and said: "It really shouldn't be, but Beibei is also considered the hero of Little Swan, brother, you can save some face for her!"

"Yeah! So I gave her a house as a reward." The man put his foot off Beibei, kicked her to the side, and then asked Jingxing leisurely, "You said Rong?" There is a big problem with E, what's going on?"

Jing Xing lowered his head and said nervously, "Liu Dongqiang is dead. He fell to his death. Rong E's account books and arrears contracts were all burned."

"Where's the U disk on his body?"

Jing Xing trembled, and whispered, "It's gone."

"Does anyone know who did it?" The man straightened his back, narrowed his eyes and asked lightly.

Jing Xing bent his waist even lower, bowed his body and said: "I don't know yet."

The man said coldly: "Check! You have to dig three feet to find out who did this. Especially you have to carefully investigate that bitch of the white lady."

"Okay, brother." Jing Xing heaved a sigh of relief when he saw that his brother didn't fly into a rage.

"In addition, you should contact Thailand and ask them to change the time for transporting donors and female slaves. You will catch this matter yourself in the future, and you can't mess it up."

"Yes, bro."

Then the man turned his head and said to Duan Peiling, who was helping him to beat his back, "You are responsible for the pension of Liu Dongqiang's family and this loss. As the legal representative of Rong E, you cannot absolve yourself of the responsibility."

Duan Peiling grabbed the man's arm and shook it, "Honey, you also know that I'm just a name, and everything is managed by Liu Dongqiang. Where did I do what?"

Master Jing opened his wide mouth, showing his white teeth, and said with a smile: "So you don't do anything, just go shopping every month, and you can take away Rong E's 20.00% bonus?"

Duan Peiling was so frightened that she didn't dare to speak anymore, forced a smile, and said tremblingly: "Indeed, I am also responsible."

Master Jing slapped Duan Peiling hard on the face, and a crisp sound resounded in the empty hall, "You are not responsible, you are stupid, you spend your mind on fighting for favor, why don't you study more about it?" How to make money, how long do you think a guy like you is worth keeping for me?"

Duan Peiling immediately knelt down on the ground, kissed the arch of Master Jing's foot, and cried, "I'm sorry, Master!"

Master Jing didn't speak, bent down and picked up the chain that tied Beibei, grabbed her hair, and then said to Jing Xing who was at the bottom of the steps: "What are you still doing in a daze? Do you want me to teach you how to do it?"

Jing Xing quickly shook his head, and said cautiously: "I will find out who killed Liu Dongqiang as soon as possible."

"Don't say anything as soon as possible, let's say a week a week, say a month a month, let's say a year a year." Even though he was enjoying himself, Master Jing still said expressionlessly.

Jing Xing was sweating profusely and said, "Yes! Give me a month, and I will definitely find out."

Master Jing, who was sitting on the dragon couch, nodded.

Jing Xing turned around immediately, and walked out of this resplendent and extravagant palace without looking back, as if this was not Penglai Mountain, but the Palace of the King of Hell.

(End of this chapter)