A private villa on the outskirts of the West End.

The villa covers a very large area, and the front yard is full of greenery. The dark paths were now illuminated by the small lights hanging from the trees, and they were dark yellow.

Bodyguards dressed in black patrolled the road, their waists bulging, and they all seemed to be carrying guns.

The villa is transparent and bright, and the upper and lower floors are covered with a huge floor-to-ceiling glass, which can clearly see the furnishings inside.

In the hall on the first floor, a man lies comfortably on a sofa.

There are wrinkles under the eyes, and a three-centimeter-long scar runs from the center of the eyebrows to the eyelids.

When he frowned, the scar would move with it, like a wriggling worm.

Shirtless, a pair of white hands kept passing through his chest, and when he fixed his eyes, he saw that it was a beautiful woman with excellent appearance, massaging him.

Wearing a custom-made pink pajamas, but this dress did not play a role in concealment, the snow-white skin was clearly visible, and every move was full of infinite temptation.

The man with the scar closed his eyes, enjoying the comfort of the woman's massage, the corners of his mouth raised, not knowing what he was thinking.

A man in a suit hurriedly walked in, bent over and stood respectfully to the side, his eyes caught a glimpse of the woman's snow-white, he couldn't help but sniff, and his face became a little ruddy.

"Boss. ”

Seeing that the man on the sofa did not react, the man in the suit called softly.

"How's it going?"

The man slowly opened his eyes, a flash of essence, got up and sat upright, put his arms around the woman, and rubbed his huge palms back and forth around her waist.

"Hmm~"

The woman let out a thought-provoking nickname from her mouth, and subconsciously leaned into the arms of the man with the scar, and then remembered that there was someone on the side, and two red flowers floated on her cheeks.

The man in the suit froze, shook his head a few times, and shook some bad thoughts out of his mind.

"The news has been delivered, and the other party should notice us, but those three people lost their lives. ”

Lost your life?

The woman's face turned pale, and a hint of fear welled up in her heart.

Although she knew that this person was powerful when she came, and the bodyguards outside were even more difficult to mess with, she couldn't help but be frightened when she heard that someone had died.

"If you lose it, you lose it, I didn't think they would come back alive. ”

The man with the scar pondered for a while, and then said, "Erase all the traces for me, I want to see how much his ability has improved in the past few years, and whether he can trace it back to me." ”

"Boss, don't worry, we do things, unless it is done on purpose, otherwise it is impossible for the other party to find any clues. ”

The man in the suit had a somewhat triumphant expression.

"Don't be too crazy, he's not an ordinary person, do you think you alone can compare to the forces behind him?"

The man with the scar had a flat expression, as if he was telling an insignificant matter.

But for the man in the suit who was standing, these words were like a basin of cold water sprinkled on his head, extinguishing his arrogance and making him sober up a lot.

"We ......"

After the man in the suit said two words, he fell silent, not knowing what to say.

It's a fact.

I am not saying this to discourage your self-confidence, but to warn you not to be too arrogant. ”

One wrong step, one wrong step.

Arrogance will only blind you, what will be the consequences of a person without eyes?

The man in the suit nodded, but his eyes were full of infinite desire for challenge.

He, not afraid.

He felt like he could give it a try.

Regardless of his three heads and six arms, it's not a matter of one shot.

"Let's go out first, and let me know as soon as there is any news. I'm tired and ready to rest. ”

The scarred man's hand had already touched the enviable arc, and he didn't care at all that outsiders were present.

The man in the suit seemed to have long been accustomed to seeing such a scene, bent down and nodded, and then walked out of the villa.

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