The translator standing next to him glanced at Jin Bingwen, licked his lips and pondered for a moment.
He thought for a long time before translating: "Chairman Jin Bingwen said that he admires you. Let's stay at the hotel together and help you."
Jin Bingwen glanced at the translator beside him, and asked coldly with a twitch in his mouth: "Ah! Yixiba Norma, I said so much and you only translated these few sentences. Is the translation accurate?"
The translator nodded deeply, seeming a little angry at being questioned: "Very accurate, I am a doctoral student in the Department of Literature at Shuyu University. Please don't question my level of Chinese."
"Just speak to me in Hanyu, no translation is needed." Zhu Mo said in Hanyu.
"Ai Gu, I didn't expect that you can speak Han Yu so well!" Jin Bingwen said with a smile.
Pointing at the translator beside him, Zhu Mo said coldly: "Also, bury this translator. His Yan language is at kindergarten level at best."
You can't even speak clearly, and you're still acting as a translator here?
If he didn't understand Han language, he would have fallen out with Jin Bingwen on the spot.
"Hey, bastard, I knew that you, this bastard, are unreliable. Find a place to bury him." Jin Bingwen ordered his men behind him.
The men behind him responded and dragged him away.
"There's no need to book a hotel, my girlfriend has already booked one for me. If you need help, please help me find someone in Qingshan City." Zhu Mo said calmly.
"Sure! It's my honor to do anything for you."
Jin Bingwen nodded and agreed repeatedly, rolled up his sleeves and raised his arms: "You see, I am really your loyal fan."
There were actually two Yan Chinese characters "朱墨" tattooed on his arm, and it looked like they were tattooed recently.
"Put it away... I am embarrassed if you are not embarrassed."
It seems that the skill of Demon Armor is very effective, and this person whom I have never met before seems to be very awed by me.
"Then can I personally take you to the hotel?" Jin Bingwen looked at Zhu Mo with expectant eyes.
Zhu Mo had no choice but to agree reluctantly. Having such a local fanboy from Han Country would be of some use. Who knows, he might be able to completely turn him into his loyal brother and take over his entire power.
It must be said that local bosses are very prestigious in the Han Country.
The convoy carrying Zhu Mo sped along like hooligans, and other cars avoided the convoy with the Kinmen Group logo as if they had encountered the plague.
After arriving at the hotel, Jin Bingwen looked at the hotel in front of him and fell into deep thought.
"Um...Mr. Zhu Mo, there is something I want to say but I don't know whether I should say it or not." Jin Bingwen said hesitantly.
“This hotel is mine...”
Zhu Mo glanced at Jin Bingwen and said nothing.
"I asked my men to tell you the information of the person you are looking for. Contact me when you find him."
"Okay, I'll send someone to Qingshan City to look for it overnight!" Jin Bingwen nodded in agreement and watched Zhu Mo and his group walk into the hotel.
He turned to Minister Park and ordered, "Bring your people and go to Gyeongsan City with me."
"Chairman, I can just take people with me to handle this matter." Minister Park felt that it was such a small matter that there was no need to trouble the chairman to handle it personally.
"What a joke! Mr. Zhu Mo's work must be done perfectly. Can you take responsibility if it is not done well?"
Kim Byung-moon glanced at Minister Park with dissatisfaction and got back into the car.
As the car drove away, Minister Park's timid expression changed and his eyes looked coldly at the hotel behind him.
Zhu Mo returned to the hotel.
Just when I sent a message to my senior, the doorbell rang.
Zhu Mo went forward and opened the door, and saw four beautiful women standing there in revealing clothes and hot bodies.
When several women saw Zhu Mo, they covered their mouths in surprise and their heartbeats quickened.
The woman standing in the front, wearing a deep V-neck red top and a black miniskirt, opened her sexy lips and said, "Is it Zhu Mo Oppa?"
Zhu Mo frowned slightly and nodded slowly.
After confirming her identity, the woman's eyes became even more dazed. Her face was rosy and her eyes were flashing with a strange light.
She has a tall figure and a voluptuous figure that makes people's blood boil, and her long legs make men unable to stop.
But the facial features on those heavily made-up faces were technological, and it seemed that all of them were created by the same plastic surgeon.
But in Zhu Mo's eyes, these women were so vulgar, and they were not as good as Han Ningchu.
"President, let us accompany you~" The woman stepped one of her white legs inside and seductively drew circles on her thigh with her slender fingers painted with black nails.
"No need. Don't let your president send you here again." After saying that, Zhu Mo pushed the woman away and slammed the door shut.
The charming smile on the woman's face froze, and she looked aggrieved. She pouted and said coquettishly, "Huh, really, it's rare to see a handsome guy."
Several women left with their slender waists twisted.
Ding Dong...
Within a few seconds, the doorbell rang again.
Zhu Mo sighed, took out the pistol he carried with him and opened the door.
The person standing in front of the door was not the woman who had just been there.
Wearing a black mask and a long ponytail.
She was wearing a black jacket with a white belly-baring top underneath, and there was a silver belly button piercing on her slender and beautiful belly button.
With his hands in his jacket pockets, he leaned forward a little and muttered, "Zhu Mo, right?"
The voice was cold, and it didn't seem like the person Jin Bingwen had asked to serve him.
Zhu Mo stared coldly at her hands in her pockets. There was an obvious bulge in her right pocket.
Zhu Mo reacted quickly and raised his gun to shoot the woman.
But the woman reacted surprisingly quickly. She blocked the muzzle of the gun with her left hand and pulled out a shiny dagger with the other.
The tip of the knife stabbed at his throat.
[Warning! Warning! The current character has a huge gap in combat power with the host. Please avoid direct combat with him.]
[The character's combat power: 800 (Saint)]
Zhu Mo quickly dodged and retreated, his face gloomy, staring at her with sharp eyes.
This time he did not bring Mo Wei who always followed him.
I have never had any enemies in Han Country, so how could a saint-level master come to assassinate me?
The woman looked at her right hand that was injured by the Death Bullet and took a deep breath. "Shit, what kind of bullet could actually hurt me?"
He took off the black mask with his hands, revealing a long mouth patched with black thread, which looked hideous and terrifying.
Her mouth was open wide enough to fit a head in, and a thick, cylindrical tongue with serrated fangs emerged from it and flew quickly towards Zhu Mo.
Zhu Mo dodged and shot at her attacking tongue with his pistol, with wisps of green smoke coming out of the muzzle of the gun.
The death bullets hitting her tongue did cause some damage, forcing her to retract her terrifying giant tongue.
"You look so horrible, you might as well wear a mask." Zhu Mo smiled sarcastically.
"Brother Zhu, what happened?"
Xiang Fan, who lived in the opposite room, asked.
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