Chapter 130: Maybe This Is Fate (4)

The night is always intoxicating, and everything that is dark cannot be exposed to the sun, it will be pierced. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 infoThe night is also easy to move, and several black figures skillfully dodge the guards and avoid the surveillance.

The lights are still on in one of the rooms on the left side of the second floor.

"Lao Zuo, do you say we are wrong, shouldn't we" A middle-aged man in his fifties made a phone call with regret,

"The state will not let us go."

"Lao Liu, what's the use of saying regret at this time, isn't it for the sake of the little profit at the beginning?"

"Alas~" After the middle-aged man sighed, he never spoke again.

Lao Zuo on the other side also noticed that something seemed to be wrong, and before he could put down the phone and run out, he had already fallen in a pool of blood.

On this night, 10 people were killed, and many people were destined to not be able to sleep in peace. The president of country M was still asleep when he was woken up by a phone call. "President, several people from country Z have all been killed!"

"What?"

Several of the Z people who lived at Fort Aisha were killed tonight. ”

"What about the murderer? Did you catch it? ”

"The murderer has not been caught, but it is already wanted nationwide."

"Captain Bill Sero, if you don't catch them, you can resign from the council."

Bill Sero looked at the phone and wanted to cry without tears. Sprinkled all his anger on his subordinates. When a subordinate is incapable, he is always the one who bears the black pot. But he not only carried the black cauldron of his boss, but he also carried the black cauldron of Mo Mingze and them.

Bill Sero searched for a week, but the killer was still not caught within the one-week validity period.

Unable to catch the murderer, Bill Sero got his mind on his subordinates. Able ended up in prison. Many people know that this matter is inseparable from country Z, but they have nothing to do with leaving evidence and cannot point out anything. Mo Mingze embarked on a journey back to his hometown.

Walking in the misty mountain forest, Yeon-hee hid from time to time to observe, and had already killed four.

With the addition of Mrs. Luoan, there are a total of 10 people in this loud forest, according to the information provided by the informant. Now there are two people left. Yeon-hee slowly moved towards Roan's side.

"Mr. Han, why are you here today?"

"I want to work with you!"

"Mr. Han, you are joking, how big your company is, don't be joking if you cooperate with us."

"I'm not kidding, it's true."

"And how do you want to work with you?" Zhang Yang has managed the fund very well, especially in the past year, which has developed very fast. It's growing almost geometrically. In this life, Zhang Yang still hasn't been able to choose another job, he really likes this job very much.

"Mr. Zhang, it's a joke, your company is developing so fast, and you say that it is a small company, which is too modest."

"How so? Compared to the Korean group, I am too small here. ”

Han Haoyu took a sip of coffee, and Zhang Yang also took a sip. "Young Master, Miss Mandrey is here."

"I'm busy, don't let her in."

"But after all, she is the fiancée that the master chose for you?"

"If you want, you can marry her, and I'll speak to my father for you." "No, no, I'll send her away." What emerges from the floor-to-ceiling windows is not a tall building, but the shadow of Yeon-hee. (To be continued.) )