The Almighty Taoist of the Beautiful President

Chapter 167 The Perfect Hostage (Sixth)
When Gu Ziming had just boarded the private jet that escaped from China, Li Changan returned to the Banyan Tree Hotel in a leisurely manner.

The broken Taoist robe had already been taken off, and the jade talisman of Taixuanzong was hidden in the palm of his hand. Li Changan's exquisite white shirt and suit pants were spotless, and even his leather shoes were clean.

It's hard to imagine that he actually just experienced two Shura-like bloody battles, and he came here with bones on his feet and blood in his hands.

When the hotel manager of Banyan Tree Villa saw him appear, he showed a stiff smile: "Mr. Li, you are back? Do you still need room service for western food today?"

Li Changan looked at the hotel manager who took the initiative to talk to him, and when he watched the manager's legs tremble, he suddenly asked, "When did the police come?"

This question was very abrupt, but the hotel manager was trembling all over, almost peeing in fright. He had a feeling that he couldn't hide anything, and under Li Changan's invisible pressure, he said in a trembling voice: "Half, half an hour ago, The police were on the phone."

Li Changan smiled slightly: "What did the police ask?"

The hotel manager swallowed: "The main thing is to ask Mr. Li if you are in the hotel, I, I said at that time that you just went out..."

Li Changan stopped his words, and asked again with a smile: "Did the police tell you to quietly notify them as soon as I come back, and then secretly evacuate the entire hotel guests?"

The hotel manager was dumbfounded: "You, why do you know everything!"

Li Changan walked over and patted him on the shoulder: "Don't be afraid, I will not hurt you, nor will I hurt anyone in this hotel. I know the police described me as a monster who kills without blood, but for the sake of Unnecessary trouble, I hope you will notify the police half an hour later."

The hotel manager immediately relaxed, half an hour late will definitely be fine, just give the police an explanation, and get rid of the evil star in front of him first, his own life is at stake.

Seeing that the hotel manager kept nodding, Li Changan smiled with satisfaction, thought for a while and said, "Give me the hotel's guest registration list and the key to the power distribution room, and it's none of your business."

From the beginning to the end, Li Changan spoke warmly, without any hint of coercion.But for some reason, the more gentle he was, the more frightened the hotel manager was. At this moment, he hurriedly took out the hotel guest list and the key to the power distribution room, and handed them respectfully to Li Changan.

Li Changan smiled slightly, looked at the guest list, and walked towards the elevator with the key of the power distribution room.

After he entered the elevator and came to the power distribution room built on the third basement floor, he had already memorized all the hotel guest lists in his hand.

Opening the power distribution room, Li Changan first turned off the power supply of the elevator, and then cut off the power supply on the 52nd floor.

The 52nd floor of the Banyan Tree Hotel is a VIP suite, just below the Xinjingxuan where Li Changan lives, and this floor is also occupied by extremely distinguished guests.

Li Changan quickly walked out along the exit of the underground emergency passage, then climbed the stairs, reaching the 52nd floor in one breath.

Because the power was cut off, all the guests on this floor came out, many of them were foreigners, and they were screaming in dissatisfaction.

Li Changan compared the records on the guest list, and pushed open the largest room 5211 on this floor.The guests in this large suite were very quiet, and candles were lit. A group of British people in suits and leather shoes were sitting quietly in the candlelight, listening to a lady in the guest room playing the piano gracefully.

Li Changan smiled slightly, and said in the most orthodox London aristocratic accent: "Dear gentlemen and ladies, I am a guest of Xinjingxuan who lives above, and I heard that there is a power outage on your floor, so I would like to invite you all to my room for a rest , I hope you don't refuse."

His pure Cockney accent immediately attracted the attention of the group of Brits.

A middle-aged man came to shake hands with him: "Sir, is there no power outage in your room?"

Li Changan nodded and said with a smile: "Not only is there no power outage, I still have good Albanian cigars and fine wine from Yunwan Winery in New Zealand."

Although it is often said that the French are the most romantic Europeans, Li Changan knows that Europe likes to hold parties the most, and the people who go to nightclubs are the British who look like gentlemen.

This group of people cheered when they heard his polite invitation, and followed Li Changan to the top floor of Xinjingxuan without hesitation.

As soon as the door of Xinjingxuan was opened, it was not only spacious and clean, but also had the best viewing window sill in the hotel, and the group of British people became more and more excited.

After Li Changan took out his "treasured" cigars and fine wine, the group of British people couldn't help but praise him as a "great gentleman"!

Li Changan thanked them gracefully, then let them do whatever they wanted, and walked gently to the bedroom with the wine glass in hand.

Shen Bingyue, who didn't know what happened in the room, looked suspicious, while Su Wanying, who had not woken up for a long time, had a splitting headache, but her eyes widened uneasily.

Li Changan signaled that they came back by himself, and then went to see Zhu Xiaohu. The trauma was under control, and then he said to the two women in a relaxed manner: "You don't go out in the bedroom, these British people are more polite. Walk around in other people's rooms."

Shen Bingyue and Su Wanying looked at each other, completely confused.

Shen Bingyue couldn't help asking in a low voice: "What the hell are you doing, why did you bring these foreign devils here?"

Li Changan took a sip of the spirits, and let out a sigh of relief: "These people are all very important people. The floor where they live is out of power, so I invite them to come up and take a rest."

Shen Bingyue stomped her feet: "What time is this, you are still in the mood to have a party!"

Li Changan smiled slightly, walked out with a glass of wine, and sat among the group of British people, smoking cigars, drinking fine wine, and chatting freely.

Now he doesn't look like a Taoist priest at all, but like a gentleman in the London aristocratic circle, chatting with this group of British guys very naturally about topics unique to the British.

From the damn weather in Manchester to the Queen's favorite pet dog.

From the anecdote of the Royal Ascot, when it comes to the policy of the new female prime minister after leaving the European Union...

Li Changan was like a real nobleman, he would neither talk too much nonsense nor make the other party feel that he had nothing to talk about, but every word he said reached the other party's heart, he was really easy-going and graceful.

Su Wanying and Shen Bingyue, who were peeking behind the bedroom door, couldn't believe their eyes.

"This guy Li Chang'an made himself look like an Englishman." Shen Bingyue murmured.

Su Wanying's English is very good: "I heard what they were talking about. These people seem to be members of a British band..."

The more the two women looked at each other, the more strange they became, and finally found a chance for Li Changan to come in. Shen Bingyue grabbed his hand and said angrily, "Quickly tell me, why did you invite these people up here? If you don't say anything, I will go out and drive them away." Already!"

Li Changan glanced at her: "Didn't I say that, they are all very prestigious people, don't you understand now, these people are the most perfect 'hostages' I can find so far."

perfect?hostage?

The two women were completely dumbfounded.

(End of this chapter)