It's New Year's Eve today. At 8 o'clock in the morning, Luo Chong woke up after only two hours of sleep. He leaned against the soft pillow and lay half on the bed. He first quietly admired the beautiful curves of the undulating mountains of Diana, who were still dreaming in a side lying. Of course, he couldn't help but gently stroke her smooth back and round buttocks.

Then she was sent to the Soul-Devouring Space and let her rest on the big bed in her bedroom for another two or three hours to replenish her physical fitness so that she could have enough energy to celebrate the festival with everyone.

For more than two hours from three to six in the morning, she was too crazy and squeezed the last drop of enthusiasm in her body. Now she would definitely be a situation where her whole body was weak and shaky.

Another advantage is to destroy evidence of guilt. Someone may come to knock on the door after a while. When they came in, they saw that they were the only one in the room, and they would not know that they would have a separate cooking for Diane.

After that, Luo Chong took out his specific mobile phone and dialed a specific number. This was the confidential way for him to contact Brother Mu Si. When talking, no one had to worry about being eavesdropped.

"Fourth brother, New Year's Eve, I wish you an early age."

After connecting, Luo Chong laughed.

"Thank you, this year will definitely be a pretty good one."

As soon as I heard this, I knew that Song Muyi was in a very good mental state, and the magical effect of the two bottles of life essence could last until the end of February and early March.

There is no doubt that with this support, this year will be the most comfortable and joyful Spring Festival in his life.

If the Demon Eye reaches level 3, he can strengthen his physique, which can completely get rid of the torture of illness and gain a strong body that is far beyond ordinary people.

However, Luo Chong did not intend to send this surprise to him now. He had to wait until the two life essences were over, he deliberately did not give him medicine, and he would return it to his original form. He would use some small means to make him seriously ill, lie on the bed and enjoy the last few days of life worse than death, and save him from purgatory.

Luo Chong believes that this way of handling is meaningful and can make him unforgettable, although this is indeed a bit sinister.

No matter how smart Brother Mu is, he cannot completely guess the evil thoughts of the Demon Son. He was still caring on the phone and asked: "Where did you go? Do you know how many people are looking for you all over the world?"

"Paris, France, the whole family is here for the New Year."

Luo Chong smiled proudly: "Is it true that you can't even find my whereabouts?"

When leaving Huahai, Mo Qing turned into a giant eagle and flew to Greece. When he came to Paris, he flew over with his wings. The wind passed without any trace, and it was impossible for him to leave any trace.

The only factor that could be traced to his whereabouts was the entry and exit procedures for his uncle and his family of three to come to France. However, Luo Chong had thought of this a long time ago, so how could he have no cover-up measures?

The method is very simple. When leaving the country, the Red Devil taught his uncle to use several fake identities that really existed in the world, and took a private plane. Moreover, with the Red Devil's very clever disguise technique, three believers arranged to disguise themselves as their uncle's family of three, and used their identities to handle various procedures for going to Hong Kong.

Therefore, the followers who are staring at this clue will only be misled to Hong Kong and search for their whereabouts all over the world. Who would have thought that we were already in Paris, France, thousands of miles away.

"Paris? Very good..."

Song Muyi muttered and asked again: "When will you come back?"

Luo Chong replied: "We have to go to London and Washington again. I guess we can only go back to Huahai City after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month."

"That's good"

Song Muyi thought about it and immediately said, "Then let's go to New York and catch someone back. This guy is Chen Yaolong's capable of serving him and is always overseas. He has been in New York during this period."

"I have such a big appetite, I want to bring down the Chen family?"

Luo Chong understood as soon as he heard this, the Fourth Brother's approach was not simply to help him deal with Chen Yaolong, but to use this as a breakthrough to give the Song family a heavy blow to the political opponents.

"yes."

Song Muyi sighed in a low voice: "I used to be in poor health and didn't have so much energy to support my ambitions. Now, I dare to do anything."

"No problem, no matter what, I will support it."

Luo Chong basically guessed that his ultimate goal should be to push someone from their Song family to the supreme throne after the New Year.

Song Muyi himself must have no interest in that identity. He will only be a behind-the-scenes pusher and release his greatest energy in the political game.

Luo Chong believed that this idea was quite good. If the Song family could hold the highest power and do anything on that land, it would be much more convenient.

Of course, this is all a story. Nowadays, this modern leader who has just taken office has a very good reputation among the people. He has to wait until he retires, right?

Luo Chong was even more interested in politics, and at most he established a cooperative relationship with the country as a free man.

Mutual benefit and win-win cooperation.

Next, Song Muyi said: "In Japan, I learned something from Zhang Mao that you are preparing. I didn't expect that you can buy something like luck. However, I have been transformed by you into a person full of superstitiousness. No matter how strange things are, you can accept them... The money is not enough, and with a squeak, I can still get one billion or eight billion US dollars."

"squeak"

Luo Chong really squeaked shamelessly, but then he smiled and said, "No need yet. I just made almost 2 billion yuan. There are other ways to make money next. I guess it is unlikely to use your money."

The 2 billion yuan mentioned by Luo Chong refers to the 200 million euros and a ton of gold earned from the boss of the Magic Claw, but Song Muyi's mind changed and he became misunderstood.

"Asia?"

He asked vaguely, "Those things cannot be so easy to get rid of, right?"

It only took more than six hours in time for Yami's theft and collapse, but with his special identity, it is not surprising that he received the news so quickly.

Just now, when she heard that Luo Chong was in Paris, Song Muyi immediately thought that the Asia-American incident must have been his.

This incident was a big deal. No matter how much the French government held it, it would cause a lot of storms. However, Song Muyi was not worried about Luo Chong's safety, and had enough trust in his ability to cause trouble and escape afterwards.

Even Song Muyi has basically determined that theft of a large amount of nuclear fuel in Japan should be his...

I guess nine out of ten strange things that will happen on the earth from now on will be related to him, and there will be no such probability that he will be wronged.

"I'm not referring to those things."

Luo Chong replied: "Besides, I don't plan to sell them, so save them first. When the time allows, I will open the most awesome museum in China, which is even more awesome than the Louvre. However, no one can make a profit from these things. It is just a small national sentiment of mine."

“This is nothing.”

Song Muyi took the phone, adjusted his sitting position, and replied lazily: "No matter how ridiculous things are, our brothers are confident to realize them. I also have a lot of crazy thoughts in my mind. If you say a few words, you will scare you into your pants."

"Haha, don't worry about this..."

Luo Chong smiled and said, "I'm not wearing pants or bedding in the hotel. I'll pee if I urinate. I don't need to wash it anyway."

The two brothers joked for a few times and ended the call. Then, Song Muyi sent the name, age, characteristics, temporary address and other information of a prey in New York in the form of a text message.

"Chen Yaolong's capable subordinate?"

Luo Chong played with his cell phone, and other thoughts were beating in his heart...

At 10 o'clock in the morning, two luxury cars drove in front and a minibus followed behind. More than 20 people from the Luo family team went to Chinatown, 13, Paris. They had already booked a banquet hall of nearly 100 square meters at the Chinatown Hotel there, and they had the New Year's Eve dinner there.

In addition to some arrangements of the hotel itself, Luo Chong also commissioned an event planning company in advance and temporarily hired a large performance team and a service team of at least 30 people.

When Chinese people celebrate the New Year, they should let white-skinned French people serve us. Nowadays, as long as they have money, there is nothing they can't do.

Except for two Chinese chefs and four side dishes, the other service staff are authentic white French.

However, since it is the Chinese New Year, you can’t just wait for the New Year to eat and drink. You have to work hard to have that kind of atmosphere.

So, when I arrived at the hotel, Luo Xinyi and her aunt took a big helping girl to work on the job, steaming buns, making dumplings, pasting Spring Festival couplets, and pasting the word "Fu"... These things were agreed in advance with the hotel and event company and we will do them ourselves.

The more people, it becomes lively, and the atmosphere of the New Year suddenly becomes popular. In addition, the Spring Festival celebrations on Chinatown have already begun. You can feel the extremely strong flavor of the Spring Festival through the windows, even more lively than most streets in Huahai City.

Chinatown is a treasure land where overseas Chinese express their hometown feelings to enrich traditions. Chowing the New Year here is of course the best choice when you are in a foreign country.

There were laughter and joy in the banquet hall. Angelina, Xiber, Lisa, Laura, these foreign girls are not much weaker than Anan and Lindana. It’s not that anyone is smarter than anyone else, but because there are really not many princesses in this generation of Chinese who can make dumplings.

On the contrary, Luo Chong showed off his superb dough rolling skills in front of the girls. Moreover, this skill was not drawn from some prey, but the real skill he had learned from childhood to adulthood.

Luo Xinyi likes to eat dumplings. When Luo Chong was very young, the mother and the mother would make dumplings together every Saturday or Sunday. As Luo Chong grew up, he took on this matter alone, especially during the winter and summer vacations, his mother would often eat hot dumplings as soon as she entered the house after get off work.

"Although your mother-in-law is not a lady from a noble family, she is still very picky in food, so she can maintain such a good figure."

When Luo Chong rolled up his sleeves and said to the girls, "She doesn't like to eat the machine-rolled skin, she can eat it as soon as she eats it. If I had been lazy, I bought dumpling skin from the market. Although she wouldn't say anything about that meal, she would definitely eat half a plate less... So, it must be purely handmade."

Some of the girls nodded seriously and were very focused on learning his dough rolling. Their thought was: If you learn this craft well, you will definitely be praised by Aunt Luo often.

Some people laugh and laugh, just treat it as a fun today.

But my aunt secretly gave Luo Xinyi a tissue because the Empress Dowager took the dumpling skin from her son and was responsible for processing them into ingot-shaped dumplings. However, because of Luo Chong's words, his eyes flashed with crystal clear and about to drip.

The dumpling filling was made by my aunt. She thought it was just salty and there was no need to add anything else...
Chapter completed!