C6 How should he be arrogant and despotic

Although it was normal for him to charge a hundred yuan for his food in this kind of hotel, every single yuan he had right now was something that he earned by risking his life. Zhang Chun was not willing to waste money in this kind of place.

Although Zhang Chun was driving a luxury car, deep down, he was still that simple and honest weapons specialist.

After the attendant was rejected, he naturally had a displeased expression as he watched Zhang Chun reverse the carriage and enter the treasury.

Very quickly, Zhang Chun realized that it was difficult to stop the car.

Zhang Chun's driving skills were not bad, but under the tense battlefield or the circumstances of the chase, who would care if the car was properly parked!

Therefore, Zhang Chun did not learn much about parking skills, and could probably not even be compared to a true rookie.

Especially this extremely large Hummer, it was not easy for Zhang Chun to stop it in this small area.

Zhang Chun was carefully moving the carriage, and the people around could tell that he was a noob.

This action naturally caused the driver of the luxury car to be dissatisfied, "Hey, hey, hey. That kid over there, pay attention!"

Zhang Chun who was anxiously turning his car around thought that he had accidentally brushed against someone else's car, so he quickly got off the car and prepared to take a look.

Next to it was a Lamborghini Eventado, which had a price tag of 10 million yuan. It meant that the owner of the car was an extraordinary figure even across the country.

Even though there were so many luxury cars in the underground parking lot, he could still see them with a single glance.

The owner of the car was a young man who was no more than 25 or 26 years old. He was dressed in fashionable clothes but appeared to be frivolous. He looked just like a real playboy.

To the playboy, the Hummer was just a "normal family" ride.

The playboy said with a sarcastic tone, "Brat, from the looks of it, you've only just bought this car. "Be careful, don't scrape my car, otherwise you won't be able to afford to sell all your organs!"

was naturally dissatisfied with his arrogant attitude. He was about to take a step forward and argue with this playboy, but he didn't expect that the other ten or so black-clothed men would look at him with unfriendly gazes.

Zhang Chun quickly sized up the ten odd men, these were probably his playboy bodyguards.

To be able to invite more than ten bodyguards at once showed that the playboy in front of them was an honorable person, but it also showed that these bodyguards were just faking it.

Zhang Chun had also done some tasks before, and he knew that the only people that would be of high status would usually be one or two bodyguards with decent strength.

Playboy's team of bodyguards were naturally weak on the outside, but they had to rely on numbers to scare people. Furthermore, they could only threaten an ordinary person for a bit.

However, Zhang Chun still had a mission, so there was no need for him to reveal himself right now. Without saying a word, he returned to the car and backed down.

"Brat, be careful. Don't shave this young master's beloved car. Otherwise, I'll teach you a lesson after you're done enjoying yourself!"

Seeing that Zhang Chun had "submitted", the playboy was even more arrogant. He put down his words and led the team of bodyguards into the hotel.

Zhang Chun spent a lot of time before he managed to park the Hummer safely. The waiter quickly ran over and led Zhang Chun into the hotel.

"Who was that young master just now?" Zhang Chun asked the waiter and at the same time, gave the waiter a tip of two hundred.

In front of an insignificant waiter, Zhang Chun did not need to continue playing the deaf mute.

The waiter happily accepted the tip, and naturally did not hesitate to answer.

"You don't know him? He is the famous local Mr. He Ying, nephew of the He Clan Master of the Four Great Clans in the J Province, although he is a nephew from a distant place. "

Just a distant relative could have such a style. It seemed like the He family wasn't anything good either.

Zhang Chun sneered, "Isn't this Shi Ling the Tao Family's territory?

"Look at what you're saying. The matters of the four families of J province are not something small figures like us can know." It seemed that the waiter saw Zhang Chun as a small figure with a bit of wealth.

"This Mr. He Ying is famous for being the Young Master of our place. He often brings all kinds of beauties to our hotel." The waiter gave him an understanding look.

Zhang Chun couldn't help but think, wasn't Tao Yanran coming to this hotel as a lover? Could it be that it was this He Ying who brought him a green hat?

After learning that 5702 was on the fifth floor, Zhang Chun couldn't wait for the elevator anymore. He ran up the stairs and reached the fifth floor and sure enough, all of the bodyguards gathered in front of a room on the fifth floor.

Zhang Chun followed the room number and found room 5702. It was the same room as the security guards! Moreover, there were sounds of men and women quarreling within the room.

It was also because of the soundproofing in the hotel that Zhang Chun was unable to differentiate whether the female voice was Tao Yanran or not.

When the ten-odd bodyguards saw what they saw as a "coward" like Zhang Chun stopped right at the door, with no intent to leave.

A leader who looked like a bodyguard immediately grabbed Zhang Chun's shoulders, looking like he was about to disperse.

"Bro, is there anything you need to stop here?" Although his words were fine, the bodyguard still used an arrogant tone.

It really was a dog following its master.

"Brother, if there's nothing else, please leave this place. My young master does not like to be disturbed by people who have nothing to do with him."

The bodyguard said vulgarly as he increased his strength to try and push Zhang Chun away.

Looks like it was indeed Tao Yanran and He Ying who were in the room. Zhang Chun's face started to turn green.

In this kind of emergency, Zhang Chun could not be polite with the head bodyguard. He turned his hand and grabbed the head bodyguard's hand, and threw him onto the back.

Zhang Chun moved quickly and heavily, before the leader of the bodyguards could even make a sound, he fell to the ground and fainted.

He was indeed a bodyguard who was strong on the outside but weak on the inside.

When the other bodyguards saw that their boss had been knocked to the ground within a single round, they all reacted.

Now, Zhang Chun had to admit that he underestimated these bodyguards a little. These bodyguards did not scatter nor crowd around them, but they actually cooperated and prepared to surround Zhang Chun.

After all, they were ten strong men, so Zhang Chun did not dare to be careless and retreated a few steps, preparing to attack.

Fortunately, they were in the hotel corridor, and there were only four or five people in the room.

Facing four or five attacks at once was much simpler for Zhang Chun, so with his abilities, it was naturally not a problem at all.

However, these bodyguards were not vicious and there was no need to kill them.

Even though they had only used five points, these ten over bodyguards were still not able to last a minute under Zhang Chun's control.

Zhang Chun looked at the bodyguards on the ground, but he couldn't bring himself to be proud of himself.

Zhang Chun used all his strength to kick the door, causing the door to finally be destroyed. He immediately looked towards the gigantic bed in the middle of the room.

He Ying was laughing lewdly as he threw a woman onto the bed, and she seemed to no longer have any strength to resist.

Thankfully, the woman was still wearing her clothes, although it was a bit messy.

Who knew that such a loud noise outside did not disturb this beast's interest, with a single sprint, Zhang Chun sent He Ying flying towards the wall.

How could He Ying, the young master's body, withstand such power? The bones in his body that had collapsed on the wall also looked quite broken.

After confirming that He Ying had lost his fighting strength, Zhang Chun focused his attention on the bed.

She did not expect that the woman crying on the bed was not Tao Yanran, but a woman that Zhang Chun did not recognize.