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The conflict that the lobby manager feared did not occur.

Ruth and Chen Muze, who were in a good mood, made way for Abu Shenu and his group.

Abhishenu was stunned for a moment when he saw Ruth.

The two Bollywood actresses clinging to Abhishenu caught a glimpse of Chen Muze and were slightly in a trance.

Chen Muze and Ruth glanced at the three of them, and then walked towards the elevator slowly.

Abhishenu stopped and turned to stare at Ruth with hot eyes.

More than ten people entered the elevator.

The elevator doors are closed.

"Perfect."

Abu Shenu shook his head and murmured, still unfinished.

The two beauties accompanying Abhishenu were slightly embarrassed, but not jealous.

The two of them knew themselves. In the mind of the famous playboy from Mengcheng, they were mostly playthings.

When you get tired of playing, change it.

Abhishenu has always been like this.

So they only regarded Abhishenu as a stepping stone to become famous.

If you don't talk about feelings, everyone can get what they need.

"I want that girl, tonight." Abhishenu turned around and ordered his subordinates, not caring what the women around him thought.

"Yes!"

The domineering man wearing sunglasses nodded.

As for the identity and origins of Ruth Chen Muze, who was accompanied by a group of professional bodyguards, Abu Shenu didn't even care.

In India, the Ambani family behind him is God.

Without the support of the Ambani family, Modi may not be able to take power.

Although his father and his richest uncle did not get along, and the brothers' separation shocked the Indian business community, the uncle who was in charge of most of the family's assets still loved him very much.

In this country, except for his uncle and father, he did not need to fear anyone. At this moment, he looked at the two beauties, which was boring.

"Send them away."

After ordering his bodyguards, Abhishenu left the two rising Bollywood stars and strode forward.

More than twenty followers followed Abhishenu closely.

The two beauties curled their lips and then looked at each other helplessly.

On the sixth floor of the hotel, outside the door of the presidential suite, there were two butlers, one male and one female, four male servants, and six maids.

These twelve people serve exclusively guests of the Presidential Suite.

When they saw the lobby manager walking over with Chen Muze and Ruth, they bent down and saluted.

"I'm taking advantage of you again."

Chen Muze glanced at Ruth with a smile.

Ruth shook her head and said, "This has nothing to do with me. As long as you stay in the presidential suite here, you can enjoy the services of so many people."

"Oh……"

Chen Muze was a little surprised.

Before coming here, no matter how luxurious the hotel was or how good the service was, all the hotels he stayed in were all about efficiency, and it was impossible to equip the presidential suite with so many exclusive service personnel.

The lobby manager smiled and said: "The reason why our place is called Mahala Palace Hotel is because when a distinguished guest like you stays, you will have the enjoyment of an emperor."

"Is it possible that with the enjoyment of an emperor, you can have three thousand beauties?"

Chen Muze was joking.

The lobby manager was stunned.

Ruth smiled.

The servant opened the two doors to the presidential suite.

There are rooms for the entourage on the same floor, and Richard arranged for two bodyguards to guard the door of the presidential suite.

The remaining bodyguards went back to their rooms to rest.

Chen Muze walked around the room, came to the living room and said to Ruth: "Guess, during the attack more than ten years ago, did anyone die in this room?"

"No."

Ruth shook her head.

In that incident more than ten years ago, the hotel management knew very well how many and who died here, and naturally the Rothschild family also knew very well.

"Even if there have been deaths in this room and there are innocent souls, as long as you are here, I will not be afraid." Ruth stepped forward and hugged Chen Muze, smiling like a flower.

"Gods and ghosts are afraid of evil people. Do you mean that I am a great evil person?"

Chen Muze asked Ruth with a smile.

Ruth nodded knowingly.

"Since you think so, I must do evil now." Chen Muze smiled evilly, picked up Ruth, and walked to the bedroom.

Chen Muze, who knows the taste of food, exercises in bed at least twice a day.

Ruth was in pain and happy, and happy.

Night falls.

The two of them walked out of the bedroom, changed into casual clothes, left the hotel, and went to a nearby night market.

Visiting slums, night markets, places of interest, riding on three-wheelers, and eating at roadside stalls are things the two of them have been doing a lot lately.

Chen Muze and Ruth looked down upon the tall shopping malls and luxurious restaurants.

The so-called night market is a shabby neighborhood.

The light from various light box signs and cheap neon lights used to decorate the house makes the place look weird.

There are huge crowds of people on the road, and various "clean and hygienic" food stalls and small shops are lined up on both sides of the road.

A few people gathered in front of each food stall.

Chaotic and lively.

It has more atmosphere than the night market in the capital of India.

Chen Muze Ruth's evaluation of this place.

Ruth, who was wearing a mask and a peaked cap to cover her face, saw a crowd of people gathered in front of a food stall. She was curious and pulled Chen Muze over.

There were five or six burly men scattered among the crowd behind the two.

They stared at the two people with cold eyes.

Approaching the food stall, Ruth stood on tiptoes, looked expectantly into the wall of people, and then frowned.

In the stall was a 13 or 14-year-old boy who was cooking with a spoon. His movements were quick and skillful, and the aroma of the stir-fried vegetables was overflowing.

It's just that the rag the boy used to wipe the pot was dirty and sticky. Ruth felt nauseated just by looking at it and pulled Chen Muze away.

The two of them walked up and down and unknowingly left the busiest area of ​​the night market, and the road ahead became narrow and dark.

Six strong men followed quickly.

Chen Muze stopped.

Ruth noticed something unusual and turned to look at the six people.

One person took out an electric shock device and walked towards Ruth, while two others approached Chen Muze and grabbed Chen Muze's arm.

Chen Muze waved his arms and threw away the two people who were trying to control him.

boom!

One person broke into a roadside shop.

Another person hit a telephone pole and suffered broken bones and tendons.

Immediately afterwards, Chen Muze pulled Ruth behind him and took advantage of the situation to hold the electric shock device that was originally poking at Ruth's abdomen.

The high-voltage electric shock device made a snapping sound.

Electro-optical current visible to the naked eye burst out between the five fingers of Chen Muze's right hand holding the electric shock device.

Chen Muze smiled slightly at the man holding the electric shock device.

The man was stunned.

Chen Muze crushed the electric shock device.

A sniper rifle can't hurt him, let alone this thing.

The man who wanted to stun Ruth retreated in panic.

The three men who were watching were shocked.

The leader, the bearded man, quickly pulled out a pistol from his waist and pointed it at Chen Muche.

Chen Muze let go of Ruth, crossed four or five meters in one step, teleported as fast as he could, and grabbed the muzzle of the gun.

The bearded man subconsciously pulled the trigger.

boom!

The pistol exploded at the same time as the gunshot, and the flying fragments were embedded in the bearded man's face.

The bearded man covered his face and screamed, took two steps back and fell to the ground.

The three people who were not injured looked at Chen Muze as if they were ghosts.

Chen Muze ignored the three of them, squatted down slowly, and asked the bearded man with blood on his face in Y language, "Who sent you here?"

"You will die very..."

The bearded man reluctantly cursed Chen Muze, but before he could finish his words, he let out an even more shrill cry.

The three people watching were horrified, turned around and ran away.