Devil Fruit of the City

The three of Lu Xueyi crawled up the stairs and ran up, meeting several room attendants along the way, knocked them unconscious, grabbed their clothes, put them on themselves, and instantly pretended to be the room attendants of Xiao's Hotel.

"Boss, when shall we do it?" When he reached the corner of the stairs on the top floor, Wu Jie suppressed his excited voice, looked at Lu Xueyi, and waited for his arrangement.

"You can pretend to be a waiter later, and go to that room to check and see how many bodyguards are there around that fat sheep? We will take countermeasures after we come back." Lu Xueyi pondered for a while, and ordered.

"Okay, boss." Wu Jie didn't hesitate.

Of course he knew that this investigation mission was very dangerous, and it would be a joke to say that it was not dangerous, but which one of them didn't often "lick" blood on the knife edge, and which mission was not dangerous? In which year have you not encountered many life and death crises? Facing the huge temptation, this group of thugs never considered danger.  Urban Devil Fruit 432

Of course, that's also because they have strong confidence. They have fought in the sea of ​​blood for many years. They have never seen any scenes. None of the core members of Lu Xueyi and his gang who have survived to this day are weak.

And now they are only facing some private bodyguards. They don't know the strength of these bodyguards, but as long as they are not the bodyguards from Zhongnanhai, they don't have the slightest worry.

As long as the rich man is dealt with, isn't the astronomical amount of money just for them to take? Such a big temptation, it is impossible to let go of death.

Besides, it's just to explore the road now, as long as he is careful and cautious, relying on his ability, there will be no major problems.

After simply sorting out his emotions, Wu Jie's aura seemed to have changed into that of a customer service attendant. Pushing the trolley he got from the original attendant, he walked out of the stairwell with a calm expression.

However, as soon as he walked out of the stairwell, he was dumbfounded when he saw the situation in the corridor.

"What's the matter? Wu Jie, why are you not moving?"

"Is there a trap? Or did they find us?"

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Seeing Wu Jie standing in the stairwell stupidly and not going out, Lu Xueyi and Hu Yi were suddenly surprised, their hearts were beating, there must be no major problems.

"Boss, hell, there are no ghosts in this corridor, and there are no bodyguards guarding the door. It's so fucking strange." Wu Jie said in a hoarse voice.

"There is no bodyguard at the door of the guest room? How is it possible?! Did you see it wrong?"

"Don't be joking. Which rich man didn't die and pile up bodyguards by his side? How could there be no bodyguards here?"

After the silence, the first thing Lu Xueyi and Hu Yi thought of was not ridicule, but suspicion. After all, this kind of thing is not normal.

Could it be that they went to the wrong room this time, the rich man is not actually in the presidential suite on the top floor, but lives somewhere else?

Intelligence error? !

"Boss, you can see the end of the corridor here at a glance. There are really no other people in the corridor, and there are no traps and ambushes. It is not a trap." In doubt, Wu Jie whispered, and by the way Get out of the way so that Lu Xueyi and Hu Yi can also see the situation outside.

Looking at it, there is really no one in the corridor, it is empty, there is not even a ghost, it seems that there is no other difference from other floors.

"Could it be that this rich man's hobbies are different from others, that he doesn't like having bodyguards around him? Or does he not live here at all?" Hu Yi also began to wonder.  Urban Devil Fruit 432

"Don't think too much, no matter how much you guess, it's useless. If there is an error in the information, let's go and see first." Lu Xueyi is still very calm, even in the face of such an emergency, he will not be the slightest Panic, "According to the original plan, Wu Jun, go and check the situation."

"Okay, boss." Wu Jun collected himself, pushed the small cart, and went directly to the suite where Guo Xiaogang provided them with information.

Then, he stood outside the door, took a deep breath, knocked on the door rhythmically, and said in a very respectful tone: "Boss, room service, water is here."

"Come in." A strong voice came out.

Contrary to his expectations, there was no twists and turns, and Wu Jun easily entered the suite where the legendary big boss lived.

As soon as he entered the room, Wu Jie was a little overwhelmed by the luxury of the presidential suite. He always lives in a small private house on weekdays, living the life of a fugitive, and he has never seen such a luxurious scene.

The interior decoration of the room strictly adheres to the principles of luxury but not vulgar, meticulous but not complicated; the antiques displayed in the hotel, the curtains and colors used, the carvings on the beams and columns, and the flowers and plants planted in the outer courtyard are fully integrated. Express the unique solemn and elegant qualities of the presidential suite.

The interior furnishings are also full of luxury, reflective hardwood floors, velvet furniture, and carved window frame beams, all revealing a noble, gorgeous, and superior atmosphere.

"Wealthy people are powerful. One night in such a room costs tens of thousands of dollars. It's so fucking extravagant. I've lived my whole life on a dog." Wu Jie cursed secretly, with a hint of hatred for the rich. , "Looks like I have to slaughter this fat sheep well today, if I don't scrape all the lard off his body, I won't leave!"

On the wall of this guest room, he even saw a famous painting by Picasso. Although he is only a criminal, he is familiar with Picasso's name. Picasso's paintings account for three of the ten most expensive famous paintings in the world today. frame!

Picasso's masterpiece "Dream", which sold for US$155 million, was acquired by the American "fund tycoon" Steven Cohen. "Boy with a Pipe" was auctioned for US$104.16 million a few years ago sky-high price.

In addition, Picasso's "Woman with Arms Folding Her Breast" was also auctioned for 90 million US dollars, ranking the eighth most expensive painting in the world, and the tenth most expensive painting "Piet's Wedding" also reported A sky-high price of 80 million US dollars.

Although he also knew that Picasso was a prolific painter, with tens of thousands of works in his life, it is impossible for each of them to be very valuable, and there are some bargains among them.

But suddenly it seems that the famous Picasso painting hanging in the living room in front of me should be worth a lot of money. It should be the lowest price if it sells for millions of dollars, right?

It seems that just here, just pulling the sheep by hand, is enough to get rich overnight.

So fucking rich! Wu Jie cursed in a low voice.

Although he was very excited, he still hid his thoughts very well, and played the role of waiter perfectly. Pushing the cart, he walked slowly to the lobby of the guest room, and immediately saw a woman in The young man in pajamas sat lazily on the sofa.

Could this be the legendary big boss? You are really young, but according to the information provided by Guo Xiaogang, the boss here is indeed a young man, Wu Jie thought calmly.

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