After embracing the soft body, Zhuang Rui's mind went blank for a moment. The situation was exactly the same as the scene he had imagined. Except for the fact that the woman in his arms was not naked, everything else was exactly as he had imagined. Someone really did throw themselves into his arms.
Zhuang Rui is not a saint. His bottom line is that he will never philander. But now that a flower is trying to stick on him, Zhuang Rui can't help but push it away like a man. After a brief moment of stunned silence, his right hand couldn't help but reach out and hug the other person's waist.
However, Zhuang Rui's wishful thinking was thwarted by Peng Fei. Peng Fei, who had been standing behind Zhuang Rui, suddenly saw Zhuang Rui being pulled into the room. Because Zhuang Rui blocked his view, he did not know whether the person in front of Zhuang Rui was male or female. In a panic, he rushed over and grabbed the hair of the person in Zhuang Rui's arms by instinct, pulling him back forcefully.
As Peng Fei moved, a gasp rang out. Upon hearing the sound, Peng Fei realized something was wrong; it was a young girl, and he had been too nervous.
Peng Fei quickly released his right hand from the other woman's hair, turned around and saw the security guard three or four meters away peeking in their direction. He then closed the door with his foot. After all, it wasn't exactly honorable for a man like him to hit a woman.
"Slap... slap slap..."
Peng Fei turned on the lights in the room one by one. Although the light was dim, Zhuang Rui was still able to see the face of the woman who had just thrown herself into his arms, and he was stunned.
"Damn it, how could it be this woman?"
After seeing the woman's face clearly, Zhuang Rui felt a sense of defeat. Although he didn't pay much attention to international entertainment news, he was familiar with the woman in front of him. She was Paris Hilton, the great-granddaughter of Conrad Hilton, the founder of the Hilton Group.
Paris Hilton is an extremely rebellious girl. Without any help from her family, she made hundreds of millions of dollars for herself and her family in just a few years. She created the Paris Hilton brand, which has multiple production lines including perfumes, shoes, clothing, accessories, wines, watches, hair products, sunglasses, and even pet products. She is involved in almost everything that can be thought of.
Paris Hilton, who comes from a wealthy family, has many identities, including businesswoman, model, fashion designer, singer, actress, voice actress, writer, philanthropist, and racing car owner. However, the root of her worldwide fame lies in a pornographic video that was leaked when she was 19 years old in 2003. Her ex-boyfriend released the video online out of revenge.
Since that incident, when people talk about Paris, it's always related to this matter. Paris has also changed her previous innocent image and started to take a sexy route. Her private life has gradually become decadent, and she has frequently been involved in topics that interest the paparazzi.
So even though Paris is more beautiful than many Hollywood A-list stars, Zhuang Rui has no interest in her whatsoever and quickly shifts his gaze away from her.
"Holy crap, this...this is a camera?"
When Zhuang Rui noticed a red dot flashing under the TV cabinet in front of the large bed in the room, he immediately cursed and looked at Paris, who was rubbing her hair, with hostility, saying, "Miss Paris, what are you trying to do?"
Zhuang Rui took a few steps forward, picked up the pocket-sized DV camera, and his face grew increasingly gloomy. If the other party wasn't a woman, Zhuang Rui would definitely be throwing punches right now. You know, the hottest topic in the world media right now is the sex scandal involving a certain Mr. Chen from Hong Kong and many women.
In January of this year, several photos taken in bed were quickly circulated online. The photos were so daring that they were astonishing. The photos involved a Hong Kong man named Chen and several female celebrities and models. The photos were extremely daring, with various difficult poses and even the use of uniform fetishes. In a very short time, they became a sensation on the global internet.
Especially in the Chinese-speaking world, these photos, which are comparable to pornographic films, are almost ubiquitous among men. If their download rates were to be officially tallied, they would undoubtedly top the global internet search rankings.
Then a pop diva who always presented herself as a pure and innocent girl appeared with tears in her eyes and said that she was very silly and naive. Another famous actress who was already married also broke down in tears and said that she was young and did not understand love. This incident was eventually classified as the sex photo scandal.
So when Zhuang Rui saw the camera placed directly in front of the bed, his scalp tingled. Although he admired the professionalism and great figures of the male and female protagonists in the sex scandal, and was also very confident in his own well-proportioned physique, it didn't mean that Zhuang Rui was willing to show off like that and let men and women all over the world use a ruler to measure the length of his little brother.
"Oh, Zhuang, darling, this...this was just a joke..."
After the initial panic, Paris, accustomed to storms and powerful figures, calmed down. She raised her right hand to smooth her disheveled hair, and with the movement, her breasts, already prominent due to her revealing clothing, appeared even more pronounced, as if they might burst free at any moment. This sight ignited a burning desire in Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei, who simultaneously turned their faces away. ...
"FUCK, why did you lock the door so tightly? I wonder if those two yellow-skinned kids can satisfy Paris?"
The security guard in the black suit standing at the entrance to the emergency exit immediately closed the door after Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei went in. He couldn't help but curse under his breath. He could guess what that wealthy heiress was doing inside. Of course, he didn't think Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei could resist that woman's temptations.
This kind of thing doesn't happen very often, so the security guard pricked up his ears and moved a step towards the door without making a sound. However, he didn't notice that the security door behind him was suddenly and silently pushed open.
Chapter 1058 The Killing Inside the Hotel
Just as Zhuang Rui was bidding on the six volumes of the Yongle Encyclopedia, a garbage truck that enters and exits the Hilton Hotel twice a day slowly drove into the hotel's underground entrance.
A security guard came out of his booth, glanced at the car, and said to the driver with a smile, "Hey buddy, why are you a little late today?"
The driver, wearing a baseball cap, took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, offered one to the security guard, and said with a wry smile, "Oh, don't mention it. Paul is sick, and the car broke down a bit tonight. By the way, do you have a large wrench here? I'd like to borrow it..."
"Poor Paul, of course I have a wrench, come with me and get it..."
The old security guard had been working here for seven or eight years without anything happening, so he wasn't very vigilant. After taking the cigarette, he tapped on the car door to signal the driver to get out with him. The garage had several lanes, so there was no need to worry about the garbage truck blocking other vehicles.
The garage uses automatic card-taking and payment systems, so there are only two security guards in the booth. One is watching the outside, while the other is watching the monitor inside, constantly switching between images, probably looking for any wealthy couples having sex in their cars.
The security guard watching the monitor, without turning his head, said to someone entering, "David, those girls who came up from the garage today were really beautiful..."
"Oh, that's right, but I think you won't have the chance to see them come down again..."
An unfamiliar voice came from behind. Just as the security guard was about to turn around, a thin, specially made steel wire flashed around his neck and twisted hard, digging deep into his flesh. The security guard didn't even have time to groan before his legs went weak.
At the entrance, there was another person lying face down, dressed in a security guard uniform. His entire body was sprawled on the ground, but strangely, his head was completely turned upside down, his face facing the roof, and his eyes were wide open, clearly indicating that he died with his eyes open.
Just after the two security guards in the booth were dealt with, two vans drove up to the entrance of the underground parking lot. The doors opened, and more than ten people filed out. "Hurry up, Bernie. The surveillance camera is yours. Hans, after Bernie finishes his work, you and Jade go and take care of the security guards at the elevator. Hamilton, you damn bastard, you take care of all the security guards at the elevator on the second floor. Remember, don't alert anyone. Hurry! All of you, get the hell out of here..."
The driver, of medium height, threw away his baseball cap, stripped the clothes off the security guard who was slumped in the chair, and quickly put them on himself. The dozen or so people who had just gotten out of the car were all wearing the same clothes as the hotel security guards.
"Boss, it'll be done in five minutes..."
A tall, thin young man took a laptop from his bag, connected it to the hotel's system, and his hands flew across the keyboard. After typing a series of programs, he pressed the Enter key, chuckled, whistled, and said, "Three minutes, boss, you can go up now..."
Bernie had taken control of the entire hotel's surveillance system. Although the monitors in the hotel's security room were still operating, they were only seeing the same footage repeated five minutes earlier.
"Boss, the people at the basement elevator have been taken care of..."
"Boss, the guards on the first floor have been taken care of..."
Following the middle-aged man's instructions, six or seven people rushed out of the parking lot and crept towards the target. About five or six minutes later, several voices came from the middle-aged man's earpiece.
“Alright, Bernie, Richard is yours now. You're in charge of the security room on the third floor. The rest of you come with me to the eighteenth floor. I think… those gentlemen and ladies are in dire need of your comfort. Kids, be mindful of your manners…”
"Fuck yours, how come the soundproofing is so good?"
After taking a few steps closer to the door, the security guard in black strained his ears but still heard no sound from inside. He cursed under his breath and took another step toward the door. To avoid being discovered by the person inside, he put his hands behind his back, assuming a patrolling posture.
The entire floor was filled with their people, so the security guard didn't care much. It didn't matter if he was distracted for a little while. If he could hear Paris's moans, he could use that as something to brag about later.
However, the security guard forgot that the place he was guarding was the door to the emergency exit, and just as he left his post, the door was quietly pushed open a crack.
The security guard in black seemed to sense something and was about to turn around when a large hand tightly covered his mouth. A sharp blade, gleaming with cold light, pierced directly into his back. The security guard in black couldn't utter a sound before his eyes lost their light.
Because the emergency exit door was at a corner, and there was only one person guarding it, the security personnel in the corridor didn't notice anything amiss. They all belonged to the same security company and had done many similar missions before, so they were mostly just going through the motions and weren't very vigilant.
A burly man ripped off the suit jacket from the man on the ground. The two were about the same size. After putting the suit jacket, which had a bloody hole in the back, on, the man mouthed, "Boss, should we check these three rooms?"
There were three rooms around the corner, all of which were now closed. The leader seemed familiar with the area; he shook his head, took out a pistol with a silencer from his waist, and said, "The banquet hasn't started yet, no need to check here. Don't waste time. Within ten minutes, I need you to take control of the entire eighteenth floor..."
As the leader emerged from around the corner, he raised his silenced pistol. With a series of muffled gunshots, the security personnel in the corridor didn't even have time to raise an alarm before they all fell into pools of blood. The man's marksmanship was extremely accurate; almost every shot was a headshot. The thick red carpet on the floor muffled the sounds of their fall. ...
Zhuang Rui picked up the camera, fiddled with it for a bit, and erased the contents of the cassette. After doing so, he looked up at Paris and said, "Miss Paris, I have absolutely no interest in your messy life, and I hope you won't mess with me. Although I never hit women, he… has killed quite a few women…"
"Damn, so I'm a psychopath who kills women?"
Upon hearing Zhuang Rui's words, Peng Fei was immediately speechless. However, in order to cooperate with Zhuang Rui, he had no choice but to puff out his chest, reveal a wicked smile, and fix his gaze on Paris's chest. He clenched his left fist and cracked his left knuckles with his right hand, making a series of crisp sounds.
"Pfft..."
To Zhuang Rui and Peng Fei's surprise, Paris actually laughed in the face of Peng Fei's threat. In her opinion, neither of them were cut out to be actors. Although they were fierce in their words, their eyes betrayed their true feelings.
"Okay, honey, I was just kidding. A friend just said I'm not charming enough to attract you, so..."
Paris knew she wouldn't achieve her goal today. Actually, she didn't really want to sleep with Zhuang Rui; she just wanted to take pictures of him being aroused so she could show off to her girlfriends. These rich women were idle all day, constantly finding ways to torment men.
"Damn it, what kind of people are these? My reputation was almost ruined because of you..."
Upon hearing Paris's words, Zhuang Rui was immediately annoyed and wanted nothing more than to step forward and teach this woman a lesson. Although Zhuang Rui might not necessarily sleep with her, he figured that without seeing her clearly, he would probably still try to take advantage of her quite a bit, and if that were caught on camera, it would be quite embarrassing for him.
You have to understand that Zhuang Rui is now a leading figure in the jade industry, an expert in the antique circle, and a PhD in archaeology in China. If he were to release a video like this, he would absolutely lose face and be completely disgraced.
"Damn it, women are really tigers..."
Zhuang Rui glared fiercely at Paris before saying, "I'll let it go this time, but I don't want it to happen again, Miss Paris. If you're really burning with desire, I'm sure all those security guards outside can satisfy you..."
Zhuang Rui wasn't usually such a harsh person, but he was really angry at the moment. His words also made Paris's expression change. Although this woman was promiscuous, she wasn't a prostitute. She still had the title of a socialite.
"Unromantic Easterners won't bother with you..."
Paris, enraged, cursed at Zhuang Rui, straightened her clothes, and even abandoned the DV camera in Zhuang Rui's hand, heading straight for the door.
"Wait, miss, let's go out first. Please wait five minutes before you leave..."
Standing at the door, Peng Fei blocked Paris's way. He was afraid that this woman would make false accusations and run into the hall to talk about Zhuang Rui. It would be safer for him and Zhuang Rui to go out first.
"Get out, all of you get out now..."
Pariston stomped her foot and walked back in annoyance. She didn't know why she had been so bewitched as to test this dull, wooden-like Easterner. If this had happened to a Westerner, even if they knew it was a joke, they would have acted like a gentleman.
"Miss Paris, I hope you're not trying anything funny..."
After giving Paris a warning, Peng Fei turned around and opened the door. However, when he saw the security guard in black standing four or five meters away from him, Peng Fei's pupils suddenly contracted.
Chapter 1059 Horrific Incident (Part 1)
Peng Fei has always had a good memory. He clearly remembered that the security guard in the black suit standing by the safety passage had a clean-shaven face without a single stubble, while the man in front of him had a full beard and looked somewhat like a Middle Easterner.
More importantly, a fierce glint appeared in this man's eyes. When he looked at Peng Fei, his eyes showed not only astonishment but also a strong murderous intent. Moreover, his right hand was reaching into his robes.
"What are you doing blocking the door? If you don't leave, I'm going to leave anyway..."
When Paris saw Peng Fei open the door, she wanted to rush out first, but as soon as she got behind Peng Fei, she felt a strong impact on her body, as if she had been hit by a train, and she involuntarily stepped backward.
Seeing Peng Fei hastily retreat and close the door behind him, Zhuang Rui couldn't help but ask curiously, "Peng Fei, what happened..."
“Something’s not right, Brother Zhuang, step back…”
Peng Fei peeked through the peephole of the door, then suddenly flung open the door. In just two or three seconds, he dragged a human body into the room.
Just as the bearded man reached for his gun, Peng Fei hurled a throwing knife, striking him squarely in the throat. To be on the safe side, Peng Fei retreated back into the room. After seeing through the peephole that the man had fallen to the ground, he pulled him back inside.
"What exactly happened?"
Zhuang Rui was also a little confused. Judging from the man's clothes, he should be a security guard outside. Why would Peng Fei attack him? Zhuang Rui frowned. He knew that killing someone abroad was a very difficult thing to deal with.
"It's not the security guard from before, someone switched him out, Brother Zhuang, look..."
Peng Fei turned the man over, revealing a pistol with a silencer as the man's right hand slid out of his clothes. His black suit jacket was also covered in bloodstains and had a very obvious knife wound.
"Switched...switched?"
Zhuang Rui felt his brain wasn't working properly. He shook his now somewhat blank mind vigorously, watching Peng Fei take a towel from the bathroom, quietly open the door, and wipe away the bloodstains outside. ...
"Ahhh... Murder..."
Paris, who was still dizzy from being hit by Peng Fei, had just come to her senses when she saw a man in a black suit with a full beard standing in front of her. However, there was a small knife stuck in the man's throat, and blood was dripping down the handle of the knife.
The bearded man wasn't quite dead yet; his body twitched occasionally, and his large, dead-fish-like eyes were staring at Paris. So even though the girl was brave, she couldn't help but scream loudly at this moment.
"Smack!"
Peng Fei, who had just slammed the door shut, slapped Paris across the face and said viciously, "Keep yelling if you miss..."
"Waaah... I promise I'll never do it again, please, please let me go..."