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"It's Sanjay Dutt, the head bodyguard of Master Abhishenu of the Ambani family..." The bearded man couldn't bear the torture from Chen Muze and told the truth.

"The Ambani family..." Chen Muze murmured, thinking of Mukesh Ambani, the tenth richest man in the world.

Rich list.

It is nothing more than institutions or media controlled by top powerful families, weaving a gorgeous cover to deceive the world.

Strong people who truly influence the world will not appear on the rich list. For example, his father has never been on any rich list.

So he never took the global rich list seriously.

Ruth walked to Chen Muze and whispered: "The Ambani family and Moti have a community of interests. They..."

"Afraid I'll get into trouble?"

Chen Muze stood up and asked Ruth with a smile.

"I……"

Ruth was speechless.

Just now she really wanted to persuade her boyfriend to deal with it calmly. After all, this is India, the territory of the Modi and Ambani families.

"Thank you."

Chen Muze suddenly shaved Ruth's smooth face and realized that Ruth was concerned about him, rather than looking down on him or the Chen family.

"I thought you were angry." Ruth held Chen Muze's hand as she spoke, her beautiful eyes filled with apologies.

If it were any other boy who was proud and confident at heart, he would most likely find her previous reminder harsh and unnecessary.

Chen Muze was happy and said: "You are good for me, why should I be angry?"

Ruth didn't know what to say.

Chen Muze hugged Ruth and kissed Ruth's forehead tenderly.

Ruth felt warm in her heart.

The sound of footsteps came, and people who heard the screams came one after another. Most of them were confused when they looked at the injured people, Ruth, and Chen Muze.

"He is from China, he hurt us!" The bearded man with a facial injury slapped him backwards and incited the crowd in local dialect.

Chinese.

These three words touched the sensitive nerves of many people. They immediately glared at Chen Muze, and some people cursed.

Chen Muze looked around at the angry crowd with cold eyes and guessed what the bearded man said.

Just being Chinese can allow these people to break their defenses.

Being so sensitive probably stems from jealousy.

Ruth watched as more and more people gathered around and held Chen Muze's arm, fearing that Chen Muze would go on a killing spree.

In her opinion, these men, women, and children who don't know the truth are not really evil people.

"Walk."

Of course Chen Muze would not kill innocent people indiscriminately. He hugged Ruth's waist, jumped up and disappeared.

People looked around and felt incredible.

"God, it's God!"

An old woman was so excited that she knelt down and kowtowed.

Some people knelt down one after another.

In their opinion, except for the theory of gods, there is no way to explain the miraculous situation of the young man and woman flying into the air and disappearing.

The three injured people were helped up by well-wishers.

The leader, the bearded man, ignored the pain on his face and took out his cell phone to contact Sanjay Dutt, who sent him on a mission.

The next day.

A large number of police came to the Taj Mahal Palace Hotel and blocked the door of the presidential suite. Old man Richard and ten bodyguards blocked the police.

Mengcheng police chief Naseeruddin was present in person.

"If you don't get out of the way, you are obstructing law enforcement. I will issue an order to arrest you all!" Naseeruddin threatened old man Richard.

Old man Richard has been in the Rothschild family for forty years, and he has never seen any big shot.

How could the police chief of a mere city scare this old man?

"Mr. Director, before you threaten us, you should find out our identities, otherwise you will feel like a clown afterwards."

Old man Richard maintained his gentlemanly attitude and smiled at Naseeruddin.

"Your identities..."

Naseeruddin sneered with great disdain.

Being able to stay in the presidential suite of this hotel, how could he not know that the other party is a person of status, but in India, the Ambani family and Moti are the geniuses.

No matter who comes, it is impossible to break the sky.

He is absolutely right to work firmly for the Ambani family.

Old man Richard saw that the other party was determined to arrest people, and the smile on his face disappeared, and he said slowly: "I think it is necessary to remind Mr. Director that if you offend people you shouldn't offend, the consequences will be serious. I'm afraid India will not People can protect you."

"I want to see how powerful you are." Naseeruddin snorted, waving his hand and ordering, "Come in!"

Ten bodyguards in black quickly drew their guns.

Dozens of police officers also hurriedly raised their guns.

Naseeruddin frowned and stared at Richard, and said slowly: "Do you want to carry out a terrorist attack here?"

"Ha ha……"

Old man Richard sneered twice and said: "Who in this world dares to trick Luo..."

"Let them in."

Chen Muze's voice interrupted Old Man Richard's words through the wooden door and reached the ears of everyone outside the door.

Old man Richard said no more, turned around, opened two luxurious wooden doors, and retreated into the room with his bodyguards.

Surrounded by dozens of police officers, Naseeruddin walked into the living room of the room and faced Chen Muze and Ruth who were sitting on the sofa drinking coffee.

Ruth's beauty astonished Naseeruddin.

He understood why Master Abhishenu of the Ambani family was determined to get this girl.

"Someone accuses you of intentionally killing and wounding others." Naseeruddin explained his purpose and waved his hand to signal to his subordinates to arrest the person.

"To confuse right and wrong, do you think the Ambani family and Moti can keep you safe?" Chen Muze asked Naseeruddin.

Naseeruddin couldn't help but frown.

The other party seems to have understood the cause and effect, but he can still be so calm. Is he really confident, or is he bluffing?

"Let me tell you, that young master Abhishenu will not survive today. As for the Ambani family and Moti, it depends on how Mukesh Ambani and Moti behave."

Chen Muze looked at Naseeruddin with a half-smile.

"Hahaha……"

Crazy laughter spread into the living room.

Immediately afterwards, Abhishenu walked in with several personal bodyguards, and then sat on the sofa quite casually, crossing his legs.

He first looked at Ruth up and down, his eyes burning.

Ruth frowned.

"You said I won't survive today?" Abu Shenu looked at Chen Muze, as if he was looking down upon the clown who overestimated his abilities.

Chen Muze slowly took a sip of coffee and said, "Yes."

"Come on, kill me." Abhishenu spread his arms as if to embrace the God of Death, and looked extremely confident.

Chen Muze was holding the coffee cup with one hand, and suddenly grabbed Abhishenu from the air with the other hand.

At least two meters away from Chen Muze, the confident and proud Master Abu Shenu couldn't help but pounce on Chen Muze.

Chen Muze grabbed Abu Shenu by the neck, then waved his arm and threw him towards the glass window behind him.

Click!

Glass windows shattered.

Abhishenu flies out.

Abunushe's bodyguards and dozens of policemen headed by Naseeruddin were all stunned.

At the same time, Abushenu screamed and flew out of the broken window across the road in front of the hotel. He hit the seaside breakwater with a loud bang and his brain exploded.

The number one playboy in Mengcheng died tragically.

Surrounded by a few men standing on the breakwater peeing into the sea without caring about the traffic and people behind them, they were startled.