Wanjie Hotel: Iron Man is not allowed to charge

Chapter 133 Aunt Wang, Taken Down (7K views, requesting monthly votes)
What time?
Wang Xi looked at Laura with a puzzled expression, but she didn't hear what the other woman said next. She understood that the other woman was waiting for her to come out.

Seeing Wang Xi walk out, Laura withdrew her gaze: "You're surrounded by more and more beautiful women."

"It's a pity I can't afford to hire the beautiful Ms. Laura to be my secretary, otherwise I would have another beautiful woman by my side."

Wen Ming gestured for the other person to sit down: "Is the alignment of the nine stars about to begin?"

"That's right, three planets have already aligned, and the alignment of the nine planets has officially begun, lasting for a week until the total solar eclipse."

As Laura spoke, she took a cracked triangle from her bosom and placed it in front of Wen Ming.

"The Divine Light Triangle?"

A hint of surprise flashed in Wen Ming's eyes: "You've already got half of it."

“That’s right. After you gave me the information, I flew to Wu Cave ahead of time and waited at the entrance. As soon as the Nine Stars Alignment started, I went in and took the half piece, while they were still pulling the rope outside.”

Laura crossed her legs, her long thighs smooth and flawless, even too fair for an "archaeologist" who often digs graves in the wild.

Well, she's always moving around inside ancient tombs, so it's normal that she doesn't get much sun.

Wen Ming picked up half of the Divine Light Triangle and carefully stroked its mysterious patterns, completely unaware that the white stone tiger on the roof of the Iron Hotel was shimmering with an almost invisible fluorescence at the moment he stroked the Divine Light Triangle.

The Triangle of Light was neither gold nor iron; it was said to be made from a meteorite and had an unusually cool feel to the touch. After playing with it for a while, Wen Ming handed the Triangle of Light back to Laura.

However, Laura pushed the Triangle of Light back to me: "Could you please keep it safe for me?"

Wen Mingyang raised an eyebrow: "Alright, I'll become your safe haven."

Laura laughed and said, "I can pay."

"Didn't you know that five-star hotels offer free safe deposit boxes?"

Wen Ming put the Divine Light Triangle aside and then asked, "Can the remaining half be obtained only on the day the nine stars align?"

"No, I can retrieve them now, but only during the final total solar eclipse can they and the crystal eye in this key reassemble into the Triangle of Light."

Only then can the Divine Light Triangle be completely destroyed.

Lara then pulled out a clock key, which was the key to obtaining the two Triangles of Light and also the container that contained the most crucial component of the Triangles of Light—the Eye of the Crystal.

Wen Ming thought for a moment and said, "Then go and retrieve the other half now, and leave all these things at the hotel. Once the total solar eclipse begins, take them over to assemble them and break them up. Wouldn't that be safer?"

Laura paused for a moment, then said happily, "Indeed, I don't need to wait here. You're so smart! I'll set off right now!"

"be careful!"

Wen Ming stood up and took out a box from his pocket: "These are all the items you bought last time, including the custom-made weapon case space capsule."

After saying that, Wen Ming waved to Rebecca, who immediately handed him a bottle of emergency spray.

Wen Ming handed the first aid spray to Laura: "Take this, you should know how to use it."

"Of course, I have my own set too!"

Laura held the first-aid spray in her hand, examined it for a moment, then beckoned Wen Ming to her side: "Why are you always so good to me?"

“I told you I’m a businessman, and you’re a rich man.”

"I do not believe!"

……

again!

Rebecca couldn't help but let out a silent groan.

Why do these people always like to use this trick?
You guys are just taking advantage of the fact that the boss is an honest person.

She turned around pretending to look at the scenery, but instead saw Ida Wong peeking in from outside the window.

Just as Rebecca was about to remind Wen Ming, Ada Wong held up a finger, signaling her to be quiet.

Without the slightest hesitation, Rebecca called out, "Boss, Ida's here."

"Hmm, Ida?"

Wen Ming hurriedly tried to push Laura away, but Laura suddenly exerted force, sucking all the oxygen out of Wen Ming's lungs, before looking through Wen Ming at Ada Wong, who had just jumped into the window: "Hi, Ada."

"Hey Laura, Rebecca interrupted your good time!"

Ada looked at Wen Ming: "Your little bodyguard has no sense of propriety at all. I even reminded her not to disturb your good time."

Wen Ming pushed Laura away and said casually, "Laura is about to go on an adventure, and it might be dangerous this time. Can you lend a hand?"

"Of course, I owe Laura a favor from last time."

Ada Wong walked up to Laura: "When do we leave?"

"Three days later in the Metaverse."

Laura licked her lips, looking like she wanted more: "If only you hadn't interrupted me."

Ada Wong raised her eyebrows: "Then I'll leave now."

"No delivery!"

Laura said "Don't bother seeing me out" but she had already started walking out: "The rest of the time is yours."

After Laura left, Ada Wong looked at Wen Ming with a teasing expression: "I've noticed that you've had more and more women around you in just a few days. Aren't you afraid Natasha will get jealous?"

Wen Ming shrugged: "You are all powerful time travelers, I can't beat you."

"Is it?"

Ada Wong walked up to Wen Ming and said, "Why do I feel like you're more dangerous than John?"

"I'm just an ordinary hotel owner."

Wen Ming casually changed the subject: "There's another request, would you like to do it?"

"Tell me."

A strange light flashed in Ada Wong's eyes. Ever since Wen Ming guessed that she could unleash five sword strikes in an instant, she had suspected that Wen Ming's strength was not low.

She didn't believe Wen Ming was just guessing.

If you have the chance, you should definitely test whether his speed is also fast.

“Malena is being hunted by the Gestapo, and John and T1000 are still on missions in other universes. The only person I can protect is you.”

Wen Ming earnestly requested, "10 US dollars to protect her from being killed by the Gestapo after she returns. If you can destroy the information about her that the Gestapo has, the price will double."

"make a deal!"

Ada Wong accepted the order without hesitation, which relieved Wen Ming.

Although Wen Ming planned to have Malena return within a minute, no one could guarantee that the Gestapo wouldn't camp out and guard her body after discovering her disappearance.

He was just considering who would be the most suitable to ask. He had considered Tony before, but he was afraid that once the Iron Man suit was released, the Gestapo would go crazy trying to get their hands on this groundbreaking weapon.

Batman has not undergone training from the League of Shadows, so he has a brain but his combat ability is only average.

Natasha's time was limited, and squeezing in time whenever she could was already the limit.

Sarah has only awakened her mental power twice and has not yet mastered how to use this powerful mental power. She has only learned a few spells and her combat strength is also limited.

You can't exactly say, "Wait a minute, let me prepare the materials for the spell," when you encounter the Gestapo.

Fortunately, Ada Wong arrived.

This relieved him, but also made him even more eager to get the T1000 production line sorted out as soon as possible.

If we had two T1000s, we wouldn't be in such a predicament now.

Seeing Wen Ming so happy, Ada Wong suddenly leaned close to his ear and asked, "Are you very concerned about that married woman?"

Wen Ming said with a serious expression, "I care about every single one of you."

Ada Wong glanced at Rebecca, who immediately looked away. Ada Wong smiled gently, like a snow lotus blooming on an iceberg, radiating dazzling brilliance: "Aren't you worried that I'll get hurt if I go?"

"Of course I'm worried."

Wen Ming looked at the mercenary flower, his eyes full of sincerity: "So, if there is any danger, come back immediately and don't linger in battle."

Ada Wong wrapped her arms around Wen Ming and pulled him in front of her: "All you do is talk about caring. I need you to give me some source of confidence."

"You are tempting me to commit a crime."

Wen Ming tried hard to suppress himself. He had been flirted with by one beautiful woman after another since morning, and his temper was flaring up to the point of exploding.

"It's a crime with Natasha, but not with me."

Ada Wang's icy face held a hint of allure: "Natasha and you can only exchange words at most. With me, you can go all out."

Seeing that Aunt Wang had completely lost her usual aloof and cold demeanor, a strange glint flashed in Wen Ming's eyes.

Is Aunt Wang jealous? Or is there another reason for her being so proactive?
Thinking back to the last time Aunt Wang was also provoked by Natasha to take the initiative to kiss her, plus the scene with Laura just now and the Malena she mentioned.

Wen Ming seemed to be lost in thought.

Aunt Wang, are you the type who is cold on the outside but warm on the inside?
Thinking of this, Wen Ming laughed and said, "How do you know Natasha can only talk the talk?"

Aunt Wang's expression changed slightly: "The bulletproof vest you customized for me is a bit tight. Could you come to your room and take a look to see if there's a problem?"

……

Rebecca, in the distance, turned her gaze to the window again, her face flushed as she looked at her clear reflection in the glass.

The boss is so pitiful.

I got taken advantage of again.

Luckily, I'm not Perkins. If she were here, she'd definitely be staring wide-eyed.

Unlike me, I peek.

……

"boss."

"Ok?"

"Emergency situations."

"explain."

"Max is back injured!"

"what?"

Wen Ming shuddered, and Ada Wong trembled for several seconds before Wen Ming picked up his phone: "Give me the camera. Where's John? Is he hurt?"

"John is fine. Only Max is injured. I have already notified Rebecca to treat him."

Upon hearing the Queen of the Sea's report, Wen Ming immediately drew his gun. Ada Wong pulled out a crossbow and a Five-seveN from under her pillow and was about to get up, but Wen Ming waved his hand and said, "You should rest. It wasn't an external attack; they were injured in the Elysium universe."

Having learned from Tony's previous attack, and with Qinghou having already prepared multiple contingency plans for this situation, Wen Ming was no longer so flustered this time, and quickly and calmly put on his pants and shoes.

Yes, we absolutely cannot make the same mistake again this time.

Upon hearing this, Ada Wong's tense muscles relaxed, and she immediately felt a wave of exhaustion: "Don't be so fast next time. Your mouth is sore from all the talking. I feel like you're faster than I can swing my knife."

Wen Ming lowered his head and kissed Ada Wong's red lips: "Then I can't trust you again next time."

Seeing Wen Ming leave, Ada Wong relaxed completely and lay back on the bed, a slight smile appearing on her lips.

Natasha?
Malena?
Laura?

But I still got to eat it first.

Hmm, he's like a bull, he's about to fall apart. I need to rest.

Aunt Wang was about to turn over to find a comfortable position when she noticed that the sheet next to her was wet. She changed her position and found a red stain.

Aunt Wang's face flushed red instantly.

It's all Wen Ming's fault, that bully. He doesn't even drink water properly, spilling it all over the bed.

Call the cleaning service and have them deliver a clean set of sheets and duvet covers!

Otherwise, I won't be able to sleep tonight!

……

"How is it? Is the situation serious?"

When Wen Ming arrived at Max's side, Max had already opened his eyes.

Upon seeing Wen Ming, he excitedly tried to get up, but John pressed him back down: "Your bullet was just removed, and even with the first aid spray, you're still a bit weak, especially since you have radiation sickness."

Max shook his head sharply: "I'm fine, I can continue."

"what happened?"

Wen Ming looked at John, who explained, "When we were selling gold, we encountered a double-cross. I told him to back out, but he wasn't willing to suffer a loss and fought back."

T1000 and I killed all the buyers, got the gold back, and also stole the money.

Upon hearing that John had also robbed the other party of their money, Wen Mingyang raised an eyebrow.

The Night Demon is becoming more and more skilled at looting corpses.

"Call Bruce here!"

Wen Ming looked at Qing Hou beside him, and Qing Hou immediately turned into a stream of data and disappeared from Wen Ming's phone. Soon, Batman appeared in front of them.

After John recounted their ordeal again, Bruce asked, "Did you leave any traces? Will you be hunted down by the 911 robots?"

He had already seen the movie "Elysium" and done various analyses of the universe, so he immediately grasped the key point.

"Probably not, I burned it all down."

John said, "The only uncertainty now is whether anyone else knows about this deal." "Take me there; we need to confirm."

Bruce said with a serious expression, "Black market transactions, although they can't be done in the open, these people usually have a backup plan."

We must take down their headquarters now, otherwise the 911 robots will find out very quickly.

Moreover, this matter must absolutely not be known to other black market dealers.

Upon hearing this, Max immediately struggled to his feet again: "I know where their hideout is."

Are you sure you can walk right now?

Wen Ming didn't tell them to rush off, but instead looked at his wound.

He had been shot in the thigh, a penetrating wound. After being sprayed with first aid spray, the wound had healed, but he had lost a lot of blood and was pale.

"It's okay, I can do it."

Max knew that if others found out he had cheated others, it would be difficult to sell the gold again.

With only five days left to live, every second wasted brought him closer to death.

Even if I were shot, or even if I lost my legs, I would crawl back.

Seeing his insistence, Wen Ming then turned to Bruce and said, "Be careful in everything you do. If all else fails, execute Plan B."

"it is good."

T1000 picked up Max, with Bruce and John on either side, and the group rushed out of the Flatiron Hotel again, quickly disappearing into the intersection.

Looking at this combination, Wen Ming was full of confidence.

With Batman's brain, it's absolutely impossible for me to get shot again.

"Boss, what is Plan B?"

Rebecca looked at Wen Ming with some confusion, and Wen Ming smiled and said, "Plan B is to have Max get captured and taken to Elysium on his own."

"Huh? You were arrested?"

Rebecca asked in surprise, "Wouldn't that be a huge problem?"

"No, that would be simpler."

Wen Ming didn't explain further, but instead returned to Ada Wong's room.

The two of them simply went to the sofa again.

quickly,

In the end, the two of them could only go to the bathroom.

"Wen Ming."

"Ok?"

"Let me see."

"it is good!"

……

The following morning, Wen Ming had just finished preparing breakfast and sat down in his office when Earl Mason, the head of 911, came to visit him.

He was accompanied by a middle-aged man.

"Hello, my name is Wang San, from Honghe Group."

"Hello, I've heard so much about you."

Looking at the unassuming but menacing man in front of him, Wen Ming guessed that the man must have taken many lives.

Wen Ming could sense the other party's hostility without even needing to use his mental power.

"Wen Ming, I have some things to take care of. I'll talk to you another time."

Earl, having completed his role as middleman, immediately slipped away. Wen Ming knew he was a seasoned veteran, but still said, "Earl, could you please wait for me in the lobby for a moment?"

Earl nodded and left. Wen Ming poured Wang San a cup of tea and then said, "Mr. Wang, what would you like to talk about?"

"My brothers."

Seeing that Wen Ming was not beating around the bush, Wang San picked up his cup, took a sip of tea, and said directly, "Those who have gone missing and those who have died tragically need an explanation."

"What does it have to do with me?"

Wen Ming found it amusing: "If you're missing, go find Earl; if you've died tragically, go find the murderer."

Upon hearing this, the two men behind Wang San immediately stepped forward and reached into their pockets.

However, Wen Ming didn't move an inch, and even Rebecca, who was standing behind him, didn't lift her eyelids.

Seeing that Wen Ming was so calm, Wang San raised his hand and waved it, and the two subordinates behind him immediately put their hands down.

“Young man, you are much bolder than your third uncle.”

"No, I'm even more timid than him. If I had his guts, I would have visited your Honghe Building long ago."

Wen Ming looked at the other person's square face and said, word by word, "The last place I visited was the Wenxi Building."

The anger in Wang San's eyes flared up instantly: "Young man, you are very arrogant. Do you know the influence of our Honghe Group in the world? Do you believe that your hotel will have to close down tonight?"

Wen Ming nodded repeatedly: "I know."

"You know? You know and you still dare to be so arrogant?"

Wang San was amused and exasperated; he had never seen such an arrogant young man before.

Wen Ming picked up his teacup and took a sip: "How many people died in Heihe in total?"

Wang San's anger suddenly subsided, and he gritted his teeth as he spat out a number: "46".

How many people are there in your Honghe Group?

Wen Ming put down his teacup and stared at Wang San.

Wang San laughed angrily: "You've got some nerve."

He never expected that Wen Ming would dare to threaten the Honghe Group in return.

This is absolutely a huge joke.

Wen Ming laughed: "If my hotel closes for even one minute, your number will multiply by 10; if it closes for 10 minutes, your number will multiply by 100."

Wang San's angry laughter abruptly stopped, and he stared intently at Wen Ming: "Are you determined to fight to the death?"

A powerful aura of malevolence surged from his body, and his predatory gaze was almost tangible.

His two henchmen behind him reached into their robes again.

This time, they pulled two pistols directly from their pockets.

However, Wen Ming didn't move, and neither did Rebecca.

The two men looked at the three of them as if they were idiots.

Wang San stared at Wen Ming, wanting to hear what Wen Ming had to say, but Wen Ming tapped the table: "Don't you know any manners? I already served tea and asked you to leave."

Wang San stood up in a rage: "Fine, fine, fine, fine, what a rule of the martial world! Since you're so arrogant, then let's start the war!"

Wen Ming remained seated, not moving an inch, and lazily waved his hand: "See the guest out."

Wang San, who had roamed the underworld for decades, had never suffered such humiliation before. He stormed out of Wen Ming's office and, as soon as he got on the elevator, roared, "Have our men get ready to blow up this damned Iron Hotel tonight!"

"Don't worry, Third Brother, I will definitely not let this arrogant young man see the sun tomorrow!"

“I’ve already prepared the bomb. It’s in our car. I’ll dump the car in his underground parking lot in a bit.”

Upon hearing their boss's instructions, Wang San's two men immediately said they would take action that very night.

The three of them had just stepped out of the elevator when they saw Earl standing helplessly outside the elevator, with several 911s standing behind him.

"Earl, what are you doing standing here?"

Wang San looked at Earl in confusion, but Earl picked up his phone and handed it to Wang San. The phone clearly showed everything Wang San had said in the elevator.

"what do you mean?"

A sense of foreboding flashed through Wang San's mind.

"Wen Ming just dialed 911 and said he received a bomb threat. The FBI and the Department of Homeland Security are on their way. You need to cooperate with us in an investigation."

Earl looked at Wang San with a hint of disdain.

What a load of bullshit, the third leader of the Heihe Society.

They were incredibly stupid enough to say something like "I'm going to bomb their hotel" in the other party's elevator.

Isn't this just asking for trouble?

"I am!"

Wang San immediately started cursing: "You actually took my joke in the elevator seriously?"

Call 911?

Why doesn't this kid play by the rules?

Young people don’t respect martial ethics!
“If you had said anything else, we would have just asked you, but your men have already said that the bomb is in your car.”

"Now that you are a suspected bomber, you have the right to remain silent. If you do not remain silent, anything you say can be used against you in court..."

Earl recited Miranda's warning from memory, thinking how many years it had been since he had said it, and he didn't stumble over a single word.

I was born to be 9/11.

So, what's the story behind Wen Ming making me wait in the lobby?

Did he foresee this all along?

No, absolutely impossible.

How could this kid possibly be a prophet?

He's not an Eastern Taoist priest.

Wang San wanted to continue cursing, but his two henchmen quickly pulled him back, telling him to stop talking. One of the henchmen, being very quick-witted, immediately said, "We need to hire a lawyer. We need to exercise our right to make a phone call."

Earl ignored the other person and, after routinely reciting Miranda's warning, looked at the three of them.

"Okay, you can only make one call. Who will make the call?"

……

"Qinghou, get ready, we're going out for a stroll in a bit."

Wen Ming stood on the top floor, watching Wang San being stuffed into the 911 patrol car, without the slightest ripple of emotion.

He didn't expect the other party to be so stupid and impulsive.

That's incredibly stupid.

They actually said they were going to bomb my hotel right there in the elevator. Why didn't they say they were going to kill my money tree?

No wonder he was just one of the agents pushed out by the Honghe Group.

They've probably survived this long only because of their large numbers and the substantial capital of the Honghe Group.

Perhaps they're used to being arrogant and domineering, and don't take me seriously at all.

"Okay, boss!"

Qing Hou flew out of the phone, landed, and quickly reassembled: "His fingerprints are in hand."

Wen Ming turned to look at the cup that Wang San had just used and smiled slightly.

My tea isn't free.

Half an hour later, the FBI and the Department of Homeland Security found the C4 bomb in Wang San's vehicle, while Wen Ming had already arrived at the Honghe Building by car.

The Honghe Building has 40 floors and is 150 meters tall. It is located northeast of the Yidou Building, about 10 kilometers away as the crow flies.

"Go and see what they've hidden in their network first."

Wen Ming didn't rush to do anything. Instead, he asked Qing Hou to hack into the other party's network. Qing Hou got out of the car and went to an open-air cafe downstairs in the Honghe Building.

Half an hour later, Qinghou returned to Wenming's car: "Boss, their employees can only go up to the 33rd floor. The 34th to 40th floors are off-limits to any outsiders."

Their server room is located on the 34th floor, which is just outside my maximum range of movement.

However, I accessed their main server directly via network cable and discovered that floors 34-40 were various laboratories, including human anatomical and paranormal laboratories.

Wen Ming was taken aback: "They're researching paranormal phenomena in this downtown area?"

Qinghou chuckled and said, "According to the records on their mainframe, they did find some so-called supernatural items around the world, but they have studied these things for a long time without making any progress. They are most likely fake."

On the contrary, there was a laboratory where the corpse that had been drained of its blood by Lilith's descendant was kept.

Wen Ming frowned: "This Lilith is so unreliable."

"I suspect that Lilith did it on purpose."

Qinghou gave a different answer: "By leaving behind this supernatural corpse, there is a 58% probability that she is preparing to find a suitable partner in this world."

Her ultimate goal is unclear, but I speculate that there's a 51% chance it's to find a suitable physical vessel to evade the pursuit of the Supernatural universe's will.

At this point, Qinghou showed Wenming a photo.

It was that mummified corpse.

(End of this chapter)