Still only brought those four guards.
Jiang Chen and Xu Kuan left the secluded villa by car.
Karuzi is not big, but it is complete with all facilities, even its "supporting facilities" are comparable to a big city in Myanmar, really thinking Boss Jiang would choose a place where not even birds would poop.
The largest hotel in Karuzi.
Wei Yi, the high-ranking leader of the Allied Army with illustrious battle achievents, waited personally at the door.
It seems like Boss Jiang’s low-key behavior is widely recognized.
There was no deliberate grand welco scene.
Behind Wei Yi, there were only two personal guards, and they were in plain clothes.
However, those waiting weren’t just these three n; there was also a woman standing next to Wei Yi, closer than the two trusted aides behind him. She looked really stunning, wearing a qipao in the middle of winter, topped with a fur collar for warmth, yet still couldn’t hide the impressive bust yearning to burst out, while her waist was slim and slender, a rare top-tier figure.
The one drawback was that her back could make one feel parched and heart rate accelerate, but when the focus shifted to her face, it turned out her appearance was rather ordinary, falling into the mundane category.
Indeed.
This is the real reality.
There aren’t that many ethereal beauties descending to earth.
Those who stun at first glance are only very few, while this world’s population is made up mostly of normal people, and an explosive figure is already beating most of them.
The disappointnt cos only because the outstanding figure raised expectations too high.
"Hiss..."
The three of them, including Wei Yi, remained motionless, their posture upright, like sculptures at the hotel entrance, yet she was actually smoking.
White smoke floated up along the slender lady’s cigarette.
Once a woman reaches a certain age, what matters is no longer looks, but flavor.
"Who are you treating with such importance? Can’t wait inside, must co out to freeze?"
Who is Wei Yi?
He’s a man who kills without hesitation; forget won, how many n can remain calm in front of him?
Those ferocious stall vendors in the market, if confronted by Wei Yi, wouldn’t dare draw their knives, they would likely tremble, not daring to breathe.
The woman’s qipao was luxurious and upscale, clearly not cheap at first glance, but no matter, a qipao is a qipao, even with a fur collar, it only offers slight comfort; it doesn’t provide much warmth, and she wore a pair of red high heels.
Fortunately, it’s in Myanmar where the temperature isn’t very low; if it were in the northern part of Shen Zhou, she’d be an icicle before anyone showed up.
"You can go inside, no one made you co out."
Wei Yi was succinct and indifferent, apparently familiar with the woman, yet not so familiar either, his gaze fixed on the street throughout, not glancing sideways.
Though not very pretty, she has an exceptional figure.
How does that song go?
Once the lights go out, everyone looks the sa～
It seems not all n are greedy for wealth and beauty, especially soldiers like Wei Yi.
If compared, a woman’s charm surely pales against money.
Or perhaps that’s true everywhere in Myanmar.
The more disorderly the place, the more it resembles a primal jungle.
In the animal world, females rely on males for survival.
"With Deputy Officer Wei waiting outside, do I dare sit inside?"
The woman laughed, though her looks were ordinary, her laughter carried a unique flavor, while she took a drag on her cigarette, the indescribable feeling beca even stronger.
Alright.
Seems the previous assessnt needs to be overturned.
Daring to joke like this ans she probably knows Wei Yi well.
"It’s none of your concern, just focus on your business."
Wei Yi’s reply was likely devoid of much emotion.
"Aren’t I doing business now? Entertaining distinguished guests is my duty, isn’t it?"
The woman spoke with confidence, seemingly unconcerned by Wei Yi’s fierce aura.
In such a chaotic place, discussions about God and Buddha are nonsense; the only truth is the gun.
Whoever holds the gun is the master.
Xu Kuan’s personal guards can massacre in the market, let alone high-ranking Allied Army leaders.
As a warlord, killing on one’s own turf is no more troubleso than slaughtering a chicken.
Not only does this woman have a large bust, she also has trendous courage.
Even if familiar, in a morally distorted Myanmar, betrayals between friends, sons stabbing fathers are all too common.
"I told you before, don’t ask about things you shouldn’t care about."
Wei Yi finally turned his head, glancing at the woman.
The woman exhaled smoke, arms crossed, "Did I ask anything? Do I not have the right to speak? If you won’t let say a word, why host here instead of sowhere else?"
From her words, it’s clear she owns this largest hotel in Karuzi behind her.
In the turmoil of the world, many n are trapped in scams, suffering terribly, living lives worse than death.
A woman running such a big establishnt?
This hotel is really large, at least seven or eight floors tall.
"Your place is the best in Karuzi, no better choice than yours."
Wei Yi’s answer was straightforward and real.
Typical soldier.
The lady boss chuckled, then helplessly shook her head.
"You soldiers, really like rocks by the roadside, so unlikeable."
Such guts!
Is she truly unafraid of Deputy Officer Wei drawing his gun in a fit of anger and shooting her?
No matter if she’s a hotel owner.
Compared to a warlord with a military force, there’s no comparison.
Is she risking her life?
The brazen lady boss finished speaking, then discarded the cigarette butt, turning and swaying gracefully in high heels towards the hotel.
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