Shenhao started as a rent collector

Chapter 387
After Watanabe put pressure on the TV station, he waited in the hotel for Ruolan to throw herself into her arms obediently.

But waiting and waiting, more than an hour passed, and Ruolan was still nowhere to be seen.

This guy has no choice but to call and find a woman to vent his anger.

Ten minutes later, a woman with heavy make-up came to the hotel. After negotiating the price, she took off her clothes on the spot and put on sexy lingerie and posed there.

Watanabe smiled obscenely, showing eight teeth, and then impatiently pressed the woman under his body.

"Serving me is comfortable, and the benefits are great!"

Pressed down by her belly full of fat, the woman's eyes flashed scorn, but she was a professional practitioner after all, as long as she had money, it would be easy.

Her small mouth seemed to be smeared with honey, and she kept currying favor with Watanabe Motota.

And Watanabe Bentai closed his eyes, thinking of Ruolan's plump and alluring body, he immediately became extremely impulsive.

Good guy!
He felt that if he could break the record this time, it would take five or six minutes, right?

"Mr. Watanabe is really interested!"

But at this moment, a cold voice sounded, and Watanabe was so frightened that he almost peed his pants.

Who?
How could there be someone else in my own room?
You know the doors and windows are locked!
Maybe it's because he has done too many bad things on weekdays, and he was really frightened. The originally hard gadget turned limp immediately, and he probably won't get up again after being so frightened.

It was supposed to be three to five minutes.

Now that even these three to five minutes of happiness are deprived, I am devastated.

"You, who are you?"

Watanabe Benta looked for the sound, with a sulky face, and found that the person who came in was a cruel woman, Lan Feifeng.

How did this woman come in, why is there no sound at all?

Think carefully!
Lan Feifeng didn't answer Watanabe Benta's question, but looked at the woman who was huddled in fright, "I'll give you half a minute, get dressed, and then leave here."

"Yes yes yes~" The woman nodded like a chick pecking rice, put on a coat indiscriminately, and left the room as quickly as possible.

Lan Feifeng was not at all worried that the woman would report the news, or even call the police, because there were other personnel from the Golden Shield Security Company in the corridor to entertain the woman.

As the woman left, only Watanabe Benta and Lan Feifeng were left in the room.

Watanabe Bentae was naked, and looked at Lan Feifeng warily. This woman came here quietly, obviously with malicious intentions.

"Who the hell are you and what are you doing here?"

Lan Feifeng said coldly: "Since you dare to reach out to my boss's woman, you must have the consciousness to chop your claws!"

What about a woman who puts her hand out to her boss?
What is the consciousness of chopping claws?

Watanabe Bentao felt trembling inexplicably, and a chill came from his wrist, "I don't know what you are talking about, is there some misunderstanding?"

"Need I remind you, TV station, Miss Ruolan!"

"You, you mean that hostess?" Watanabe was too shocked, and hurriedly said: "I checked, isn't she single, how did she become your boss's woman."

Lan Feifeng didn't answer, like a cold machine, "It's good to have an impression. Next, let's talk about the price."

"What, what's the price?" The fear in Watanabe Motota's heart amplified little by little.

"How much do you think you are worth?"

"How much am I worth, what, what do you mean?" Watanabe Motota's fear amplified further.

Lan Feifeng was still cold, "In other words, how much do you think you can buy your own life?"

Hearing this, Watanabe Motota finally understood that the other party wanted his own life.

Enough!

I'm just playing tricks, and I'm going to kill myself?
"My friend, this is really just a misunderstanding. I didn't know that the host was your boss's woman. If I knew, I would never have any wrong thoughts."

"In this way, I am willing to take out 100 million as compensation for my unintentional offense."

After figuring out the cause of the matter, Watanabe Motota gradually calmed down.

"By the way, my name is Watanabe Honta, a philanthropist from the island country. If there is a chance, I would like to make a friend with your boss."

"I have a lot of business contacts in Huaxia. Maybe your boss and I can cooperate in some aspects."

A cunning fox knows how to lure you!
He didn't believe that he had given out 100 million sincerity, and even revealed his identity. How dare the boss of the other party do anything to him?
You must know that China is a country of etiquette, and it is very friendly to foreign friends!

Unfortunately--

In Zhang Mu's bones, he had a natural dislike for the islanders.

But now you, Watanabe Bentao, dare to stretch out your hand to Ruolan, this is not playing for death, what is it?
Lan Feifeng, who is absolutely loyal to Zhang Mu, came here to chop off Watanabe Motota's claws.

The next moment, a gleaming dagger appeared in Lan Feifeng's hands. Under the light, it looked extraordinarily creepy!
Watanabe Motota was frightened again, and felt a chill between his bare buttocks.

"Huaxia is a society ruled by law, I don't believe you really dare to mess around!"

Snapped!
Lan Feifeng slapped her backhand, even though she was a woman, but the strength of this slap was astonishing, directly knocked Watanabe Benta to the ground, and there were red five finger marks on her face.

"Do you believe that if I kill you now, no one will know?"

Watanabe Motota was slapped, and the whole person was still in a daze. Now that he heard such words again, he was undoubtedly frightened again!
And what Lan Feifeng did was also Zhang Mu's orders.

You Watanabe, aren't you a famous philanthropist?

I will take out all your money and do charity in China.

Wait for the money to be squeezed dry, and then slowly torture.

Chop the claws directly?
Sorry, too cheap you a hermaphrodite!
"Mr. Watanabe, if you are ready, let's start. Let me talk about the price. If you think it is suitable, transfer the money to my card. If you think it is not suitable, I will cut off what you think is worthless. Limbs or five senses!"

"Let's start with your left hand first. Do you think 1000 million is worth it?"

Watanabe Benta: "?????"

puff!
A mouthful of old blood almost spurted out directly.

1000 million in one hand, why don't you just rob the bank?
He who wanted to spend money to buy his life was speechless on the spot.

"No, one thousand, ten million, that's too much!"

"It seems that Mr. Watanabe thinks that his left hand is not worth 1000 million. Okay, then I know what to do!" Lan Feifeng responded coldly, and then raised the knife and dropped it.

A stream of bright red blood shot out.

Immediately afterwards, there was a scream like killing a pig.

Watanabe's hideous face made him suspicious of life.

Doing business can bargain.

And you, chop it up?
(End of this chapter)