Gossip King

A high-cold car, sprinting on the road, a good car, the feeling of driving is not ordinary, the feeling of driving another car is naturally different from driving your own car.

Outside the car window, the lights faded back quickly, and inside the car, there was soft music.

The phone rang, Gao Leng glanced, and the corners of his mouth rose slightly. There was a sweet and innocent face on the screen. Xiao Leng made the call. He pressed the speakerphone and put the phone aside. Her gentle and lovely voice filled the car: "Brother Gao Leng, have you eaten yet?"

"Not yet, where are you? I bought a car and I will take you out tonight."

"Really?! Would you take me to the Osmanthus Snack Street tonight? I will go home for dinner, take a bath, and wait for you to come to my house to pick me up." Mu Xiao Leng jumped up happily and then lowered her voice in a low voice. Said: "I miss you so much."

Gao Leng couldn't help but smile.

If there are few beauties in Gao Leng who have just been reborn, and seeing Xiao Leng feel particularly moved, then the number of beauties he has seen today who want to be ruled by his unspoken rules is already considerable, but Mu Xiao Leng can give His feeling is exceptionally different.

It's not the kind of heart that you really want to get, like Murong Yuyan; it's not the kind of passionately wanting to press under her body to get it crazy, like Lin Zhi; it's not the kind of little witch living in the same room freely, unfettered .

Just when I see her, when I hear her voice, the whole person will feel full of laughter, laugh involuntarily, want to protect her, want to hold her, want to hold her.

First love, the word suddenly came to his mind.

Yes, before, he had secretly admired others at best, but he had never really fallen in love.

And Mu Xiao Leng gave him that kind of youthful, sweet, and full of love of the girl's feelings. This woman's whole person and whole heart belonged to him.

The car quickly arrived outside the alley where Roushui Yichi was located. This is a high-end place that seems inconspicuous in the alleys of Beijing, but requires at least one year to enter and enjoy. The technicians inside are all virgins, virgins, hard to find, virgins of pure Japanese descent, even harder to find.

Several courtyards leaped in front of them, and the courtyards were connected together. They were all sites with a pool of soft water, with an indicator light next to them and an underground garage.

Roushui No.1 Pool was managed extremely strictly. When passing the car gate, it checked who came, reported the name taken by Ai Miao, and then took out his own press card. After verification, it passed.

When the doorman who verified his identity returned the press card to Gao Leng, he bowed his head and said something to Mai.

Gao Leng took the license plate and drove in.

The garage is not big. About forty cars can be parked. A dozen cars have already been parked. They are all luxury cars and high-cold cars. They are considered inferior.

The lights were quite bright, Gao Leng got off the car, locked the car, after a glance, found the elevator entrance, and walked straight over. Gao Leng felt something was wrong after only a dozen steps.

It seems that someone is following him.

Gao Leng slowed down, subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed the switch of the recorder in his pocket, and looked aside slightly. As far as he could see, three men in black sweaters were wearing masks and hats. Walked towards the elevator entrance.

Gao Leng raised his eyes and looked at the cameras everywhere. It can be said that the 360-degree cameras without blind spots are all glowing red and they are all on. Roushui Ichi is a top entertainment place with a background, this place can't go wrong.

can……

These three people obviously came for Gao Leng.

Gao Leng steadied himself, stretched out his hand and pressed the elevator button, waiting for the elevator door to open, the three of them also came over and stood and waited together.

Suddenly, one of them opened his mouth softly, and when he opened his mouth, the cold heart suddenly jumped up.

"The sweet-scented osmanthus cake at Osmanthus Snack Street is good." The leading man stretched out his hand and flicked his hat, approaching Gao Leng's ear, and whispered.

The sound is extremely low, it is impossible to be captured by the camera, but it is shocking and cold enough.

...

For a while, Gao Leng's mind was blank for a few seconds, Osmanthus Snack Street, this was the place just agreed with Mu Xiao Leng.

Was monitored, unexpectedly, was monitored without his knowledge? !

The previous picture flashed quickly in Gao Leng's mind. It was unreasonable, really unreasonable. The mobile phone had not been separated. If it is said, it is not difficult to be located, but how can it be monitored?

The phone was made in the car, and the mobile phone never left.

Could it be...

Gao Leng took a breath.

Could it be that Mu Xiao Leng was monitored? !

What about Mu Xiao Leng? !

A dangerous breath quietly, but deadly.

He turned his head abruptly and stared at the talking black-hat man. Fire burst into his eyes. Before he could speak, the man stretched out his hand, stuffed a note into his hand, and whispered, "Mu Xiao Leng is fine. ,rest assured."

After speaking, at the moment when the elevator was about to close, the three of them walked out and quickly disappeared into the corner of the parking garage.

Gao Leng looked down at the note, and was stunned, only to see the note saying: Don't be monitored in Wenrou Township, Bawangju, Hailangwan.

From the meaning of the note, it doesn't look like malice.

Gao Leng took out his cell phone, thought about it, turned it off, and took out a spare cell phone to call Mu Xiao Leng, "Xiao Leng, where are you now?"

"I'm still on the TV station. There was something wrong with the film here, and I was caught back temporarily. What's wrong?" Xiao Leng's voice complained.

"Where were you when you called me?"

"In the office... I won't tell you anymore, the director called me." Mu Xiaolen wanted to hang up immediately after a noise.

"Wait, when you are finished, wait for me in the office, and I will pick you up." Gao Leng exhorted.

The TV station has to be busy until late. The office is crowded and safer. What is the origin and purpose of those people now is unknown. There is a great possibility that Mu Xiaoling will be monitored. It is always better to be careful. of.

Ding Dong, the elevator door opened.

"Hello, Mr. Gao, Mr. Ai's private room is in Wenrou Township, please come with me." As soon as the elevator door opened, a Japanese girl in a pink kimono bent her waist in fluent Chinese and turned towards Gao Qingtian. With a sweet smile, he stretched out his hand to lead the way.

Wenrou Township, this is exactly one of the private rooms written on the note.

Gao Leng took a deep breath. When Mu Xiao Leng called him, there were so many people in the office, she might have been under surveillance. As for the monitored object, it seems...

It seems that it is the enemy of Ai Miao.

In other words, this is a set in a set?

Wenrou Township, is there really monitoring, or is it necessary to lead the high cold to the real dangerous place?

Gao Leng smiled and followed the Japanese girl as if nothing happened, watching her walk in front of her with twists and turns. The entire hall is decorated in Japanese style, and the wood feels extremely stylish.

Occasionally, a few big bosses holding Japanese girls will pass by, with a look of alcohol.

"Hello, please come in."

The door was pushed open by the girl, Gao Leng raised his leg and entered.

As soon as he entered, his heart jumped.