Seducing a little girl, the arms tycoon is addicted to his pet

Miami, Florida.

By seven o'clock in the evening, the outside of Lake Reka Private Winery was neatly parked with various luxury cars, and countless business celebrities entered the banquet venue one after another.

Mu Ningchi changed into a low-key black suit and a white shirt with a stand-up collar. Even the car he drove to the banquet was just an ordinary Mercedes-Benz business car.

But perhaps because of his overly outstanding face, after he got off the car, he still received some curious and straightforward looks.

If it weren't for the man's domineering and strong aura, and the two bodyguards following behind him, someone would have been planning to approach Mu Ningchi and chat with him before they officially entered the venue.

Cairo subconsciously glanced at Chen Songwen, wanting to say something but stopping himself.

He always felt that the boss was not suitable for this kind of disguise mission. Although he looked like a proper celebrity in a suit, he was too dazzling and could easily alert the enemy.

Chen Songwen noticed the meaning in Cairo's eyes, glanced back at him with complicated eyes, and also seemed to be hesitant to speak.

He felt that Cairo was not suitable for this kind of disguise mission because he looked too gentle and loved to smile, always showing his big white teeth.

Not like a bodyguard at all!

The three of them walked slowly into the venue with the crowd, and the beautiful lady in charge of reception at the door raised her hand to stop Mu Ningchi.

"Hello, sir. Please show me your invitation."

Mu Ningchi took out a deep red invitation card inlaid with gold from his arms and placed it in the palm of the beautiful woman's hand.

After confirming that it was correct, the beauty handed the invitation back with both hands.

"Mr. Cherrona, please come in."

"Thank you."

Mu Ningchi nodded slightly to the beautiful woman politely, a cold smile hanging on the corners of his lips, and then he walked inside, but the beautiful woman was still stunned.

"What a handsome, charming man..."

The security guard behind her tapped her right shoulder with the rubber stick in his hand. The beauty came to her senses and raised her hand to stop the next wealthy businessman who wanted to enter with an impatient look on his face.

"Hello, sir. Please show me your invitation."

……

The winery's banquet hall is spacious and bright, with luxurious decoration.

The huge crystal chandelier above reflects the soft and warm light, which flows slowly with the rhythm of the music. Huge silk tapestries are hung on the walls around, which is noble and majestic.

After Mu Ningchi entered, he immediately found a spot with a wide view and suitable for observation. He strode over with a glass of red wine in hand and sat down at the table to sip it carefully.

Akon's voice came from the headset.

"Boss, we have successfully hacked into the winery's security system. The alarm function has been completely disabled, and the movements of all personnel in the winery can be monitored in real time. Lake Reka is on the dance floor at one o'clock in your direction, dancing with a girl."

Mu Ningchi looked up according to Aken's suggestion, and saw Lake Reka in just one second.

He was short and slightly fat, a full head shorter than the girl dancing with him, and half of his face was covered by a thick beard.

Although Lake Reka does not have an advantage in physique, he dances well, his movements are gentlemanly and elegant, and he is considered a romantic man.

Mu Ningchi leaned his face close to the microphone hidden in the collar of his shirt and gave a soft command.

"Hummingbird, Viper, Action."

Mercedes/Felion: "roger."

Mercedes and Felion, disguised as winery patrolmen, carried rubber sticks and approached the winery's open-air parking lot in a leisurely manner.

Stopping at the entrance of the parking lot, Mercedes looked at the rows of luxury cars in front of him with complicated eyes and said calmly:

"K, there are too many vehicles. You need to provide the specific locations of all the vehicles owned by the target."

Upon hearing this, Aken glanced at the two hapless patrolmen who were tied up in the back seat of the car. After a brief thought, he spoke vaguely.

"A1, A2, B1."

"roger."

Mercedes and Felion headed toward the target area and passed a Land Rover.

The car windows were closed and the engine was turned off.

The car body was swaying rhythmically under the cover of night, and occasionally a few wanton moans could be heard.

Mercedes and Felion smiled at each other and turned on their flashlights at the same time in tacit understanding.

They deliberately walked past the car and shone their flashlights maliciously into the car.

The car suddenly became quiet.

The two men whistled happily, turned off the flashlights, and continued walking.

The Land Rover was very close to Lake Reka's three Cadillacs parked in the parking lot.

After arriving at the destination, Felion bent down and crawled under the car without hesitation, and quickly fiddled with it with his hands, installing a locator and a C4 bomb with the weight calculated in advance on it.

Mercedes leisurely lit a cigarette and leaned against the car, staring at the Land Rover.

The car was always very quiet and there was no shaking.

Mercedes held the microphone on her collar. "Chloe, adjust the direction of the gun and aim it at the open-air parking lot. There's a Land Rover 17 meters away from me in a straight line across from me."

Chloe: "Roger."

While they were talking, Felion crawled out from under the last Cadillac, and the owner of the Land Rover moved with him.

Dressed in a suit and with messy hair, he immediately questioned Filion as soon as he got out of the car what he was doing secretly crawling under the car.

Mercedes said nothing and just puffed out smoke.

Filion sneered and said, "You don't want to do your best to love each other, but you have to meddle in other people's business. Now... you're going to die!"

Before the man could even open his mouth, there was a muffled "whoosh" sound and a bullet streaked across the night sky.

From back to front, it pierced the man's forehead.

The man fell face down to the ground with a bang, his brains and blood spurting everywhere.

Felion took a step forward, bent down, and dragged the man by the ankle and walked quickly towards the Land Rover.

Mercedes broke off a dense branch and carefully cleaned the bloodstains on the ground.

The door opened again, and Filion threw the man's body into the Land Rover, glancing at the dishevelled woman huddled in the seat with tears on her face.

He was frightened to the point of incontinence. It seemed that he knew there was a sniper lying in ambush outside. He was afraid that he would be shot in the head, so he didn't even have the courage to open the door and run away.

Filion smiled at her sinisterly, "Sorry, anyone who sees you will die. Women, no exception."

The next second, Filion pulled out the gun from his waist, pointed it at the woman's forehead, and with a "bang" killed her.

Five minutes later, Felion closed the door of the Land Rover, and continued patrolling with Mercedes, holding the rubber stick as if nothing had happened, and narrowly passed by another patrol team.

When Felion saw that the patrol team did not notice anything unusual when passing by the Land Rover, he mocked "idiots" in his heart, and then reported while holding the microphone.

"Boss, the locator and bomb have been installed, please give instructions."

Mu Ningchi put down the wine glass in his hand and said, "Keep pretending, Aken, let him go."

"roger."

The Maybach driven by Aken was hidden outside the winery, in a small dense forest covered with weeds and rarely visited by people.

In order to allow the two patrolmen to escape smoothly, Aken opened the car door, walked under a tree and started to release water.

The patrolman in the car lived up to expectations. As soon as Aken left, he couldn't wait to cooperate with each other and untied the ropes on his body in the shortest time possible.

After getting off the car, I saw Aken rushing back. He had his index finger through the key ring of the car key and was spinning it in circles with interest.

The two patrolmen felt depressed at the thought of being stepped on by such a young child.

One of them was about to step forward and give Aken a good beating, but the other one kindly gave him a reminder.

"He had a gun and an accomplice."

The patrolman shrank his neck and chose to give up.

Then the two of them ran away without hesitation for a second.