Chapter 414

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After hanging up the phone, Zhang Feng lit a cigarette and slowly smoked it. When the cigarette burned out, he stepped on the cigarette **** and stood up and walked outside.

The houses in the resident area have been built one after another. For the place where they are about to live, Johnson and Yagu are extremely motivated with their tribes. Especially after seeing the materials delivered by Zhai Qiang, their emotions are unprecedented. Soaring.

Seeing the dancer, Zhang Feng walked over and wanted to bring Yun Qian to Rwanda from 01's monitoring. This matter is still the most suitable for the dancer, and he is also good at it.

"The dancer. I leave something to you." Zhang Feng sneered.

"Made, what's the matter with your kid?" the dancer said cursingly.

At the moment, Zhang Feng told the dancers about bringing Yunqian to Rwanda from 01 surveillance.

The choreographer frowned tightly when he heard it, and murmured, "Madman, are you really crazy, or how? Although you and I are both discharged from 01 now, if we really do Qian got to Rwanda under 01 surveillance, and that really broke his face with 01. Moreover, this Yun Qian is just a student of Professor Mitsui. Is it really that important? Must I get it?"

Zhang Feng nodded and said with great certainty: "It's very important, it's about my life, and I must get it over."

The choreographer stared at Zhang Feng, and when he saw the extremely solemn expression on his face, he knew that he had not lied to himself. "It's about your life? Well, after you come back from Paris, you can see her standing in the station nicely. Tell me her contact information and I will contact her."

Chi Chi laughed twice, and told the choreographer the phone number, and Zhang Feng was extremely relieved about this matter.

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In the evening, Zhai Qiang came to the station again, and after a brief greeting with other people, he found Zhang Feng directly, and after handing over the things to him alone, he returned to Rwanda without staying at the station.

What Zhang Feng asked Zhai Qiang to prepare was drugs!

The harm of drugs is self-evident, but Zhang Feng has no other way. If there is nothing on Zhuo Zhaoyun's side, Zhang Feng will be able to hold his headache until Yun Qian arrives to solve the nerve control chip in his brain.

But now Zhuo Zhaoyun's jewellery company has internal and external troubles that must be resolved as soon as possible. Zhang Feng can only use the crazy excitement brought by drugs to suppress the pain in his head.

In the cave, the pain recurred. Zhang Feng could only take out the syringe he prepared and plunge it into his meridian, controlling the dosage to prevent the intense addiction. Later, there was no way to quit.

The madness and excitement brought about by drugs completely suppressed the pain. Although it was drinking poison to quench thirst, Zhang Feng had no choice.

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Three days later, Zhang Feng boarded a plane from Rwanda to Paris.

After flying for a full twenty hours, the plane landed smoothly at the Paris airport. With the identity of Mike preparing, there was no trouble along the way.

After walking out of the airport, Zhang Feng directly took a taxi to the hotel where Zhuo Zhaoyun was at the moment.

Paris is known as the capital of fashion, culture, and romance. It seems that the city is filled with the smell of romance. This taste is like a mixture of **** and perfume, which makes people eat into the bones.

But as long as there are dark corners in places where the sun shines, Paris is no exception. The underground world here belongs to the Mafia that has been passed down for centuries.

The so-called mafia is not limited to small gangsters on the street, but a family of chaebols and even famous political parties.

After paying the fare, Zhang Feng got off the car and walked into the hotel.

Zhuo Zhaoyun was waiting anxiously in the lobby of the hotel at the moment, and when she saw Zhang Feng walk in, she ran directly over.

Standing at the door of the hotel, Zhang Feng's mouth curled up with a faint smile, opened his arms, Zhuo Zhaoyun flew directly into his arms.

Embracing her waist, patted his back gently with the palm of his hand, and said softly: "This is not a place to talk, let's go to your room and say."

"Yeah." Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded, and the two walked into the hotel elevator.

Zhuo Zhaoyun's longing in her heart could no longer be suppressed, she hugged Zhang Feng's neck tightly, and her fragrant lips moved closer...

"Ding Ding." The elevator reached the top floor, and the elevator door slowly opened. Zhuo Zhaoyun reluctantly let go of her hands, with desire in her beautiful eyes.

Zhang Feng and Zhuo Zhaoyun walked into the presidential suite on the top floor. Zhuo Zhaoyun said excitedly: "Zhang Feng, I miss you so much."

"Me too. I'm too tired, I'll take a shower. Now I'm here, I will solve the problem in Paris, no one can touch my woman." Zhang Feng sneered.

Walking into the bathroom, I saw that the large bathtub was filled with water and there were bubbles on it.

With a wry smile, he took off his clothes and went into the bathtub, soaking his body in the warm water.

The bathroom door slowly opened from the outside, and Zhuo Zhaoyun walked into the bathroom barefoot.

The head was slightly lowered, and both cheeks were blushing like a ripe peach. Xinchang's body is dressed in purple gauze, the exquisite curve is looming, and the beauty is hazy.

Zhang Feng is not the chief brother. On the contrary, when he was performing undercover tasks, he was even the pseudonym Boss Zhang, acting as a **** maniac.

His eyes were a little straight, his throat rolled slightly and he swallowed.

Although it has been a while since he and Zhuo Zhaoyun were in a relationship, they never asked Zhuo Zhaoyun to share the same bed. It's not that I don't want to, but I don't want to force it.

The more beautiful things are, the more they have to be happy.

Zhuo Zhaoyun bit her lip lightly, her expression was eager and ashamed, she didn't feel entangled, she wanted to give everything to the man in front of her.

Unlocking Luo Shang lightly, the purple tulle slowly fell on the ground, and his perfect figure was completely exposed in Zhang Feng's realization.

Zhang Feng felt his blood surge up, as if it was about to spray out of his nose. There are no strands in the tulle...

"Mandarin ducks are in double pairs, and a pear blossom presses a begonia."

As the sky gradually became faint, Zhang Feng hugged Zhuo Zhaoyun and walked out of the bathroom. Zhuo Zhaoyun's blushing cheeks and corners of eyes carried the charm and shyness of a woman.

Gently put her on the bed and said indulgingly: "Sleep for a while. During this time, you are supporting the jewelry company by yourself, and you are really tired."

"Yeah." Zhuo Zhaoyun nodded like a mosquito, curled up next to Zhang Feng, and had never felt such happiness.

At the moment, Zhang Feng's mind is more responsibility. The girl who stood by the old bust on the street, three to five hundred yuan, and she left with her pants, she could be ruthless, and the prodigal was unjust.

But Zhuo Zhaoyun is completely different. When a woman entrusts her soul and body to you, that is the responsibility, no matter how heavy it is, she must bear it on her shoulders.