Joyna left Hahn's house and sat in the car, so she called Bikron and said that she wanted to discuss something with Bikrand.

By the time she got home, Bikron had arrived, sitting in his study with coffee.

Joyna sat down and said to Bikron, "Mr. Bikron, can you help me kill someone first?" ”

"Materials."

"He is from the Tulip family, the son of Mr. Hahn, and everyone is called Little Hahn. Here are his details and security. Joyna handed Bikron an i-envelope.

Bikron took the envelope, took out the letter, looked at it carefully, and said, "This matter needs to wait a while." ”

"Why?" Joyna didn't quite understand.

"Because I just took his commission, and he is now my client, I can't do anything to the client." Bikron knew that Joyna and Mr. Ai had a close relationship, so he didn't hide it.

"He entrusted you with murder? Kill whom? ”

"I can't disclose the principal's commission." Bikron said solemnly.

Joyna hesitated slightly, her eyes lit up, and she immediately understood why little Hahn was so confident, and she said, "He entrusted you to kill Mr. Tang of Black Coral?" ”

"Ms. Joyna, I can't answer that question for you." Bikron said sternly.

"Wait a minute." Joyna stood up and walked out of the room.

Bikron knew that Joyna must have gone to call Ai Xian, and he had a vague feeling that little Hahn might be going to be tragic.

After a while, Joyna returned, and sat quietly across from Bikron, not saying a word.

In less than half a minute, a message came to Bikron's mobile phone, the content of the message was: Hahn's entrustment information is incomplete and refuses to accept the commission.

Seeing this message, Bikron understood that Joyna's place in Mr. Ai's heart was far more important than a commission. He said to Joyna, "Ms. Joyna, the organization has rejected Hahn Jr.'s commission. ”

"So, now little Hahn is not your client?" Joyna asked.

"Yes." Bikron nodded.

"So can Mr. Bikron help kill little Hahn?" Joyna said as she looked at Bikron.

"Yes."

"Thank you, Mr. Bikron." Joyna thought of little Hahn's mocking face, and she smiled coldly—

At nine o'clock in the evening, little Hahn sat alone in his study, with his mobile phone on the table, and he was waiting for news from Bikron. Twenty minutes will be twelve hours to reply, and for some reason, he is a little uneasy. He asked the bodyguard to bring him a cup of coffee and waited quietly for news from Bikron.

Suddenly, there seemed to be a sound on the balcony, and he immediately stood up and at the same time took out his pistol from under the table.

The figure flashed, and a thin figure appeared in the room.

"Mr. Bikron!" When little Hahn saw that it was Bikron, his heart relaxed, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Bikron, please be seated." ”

"Thank you."

"Mr. Bikron is so angry." Hahn Jr. felt that Bikron's politeness was due to the fact that he was now his employer.

Bikron sat down, looking at little Hahn with a cold gaze of murderous intent.

"Mr. Bikron, have you brought me good news?" Hahn Jr. laughed.

"I have two pieces of news for you." Bikron said.

"Two news! Mr. Bikron, please speak. Hahn Jr. said immediately.

"First of all, the organization has rejected Mr. Hahn's commission." Bikron said.

"Refused my commission!" Hahn Jr. was surprised, and it was a big blow to him.

"Yes."

"Mr. Bikron, please tell the organization for me, I can pay more." Hahn Jr. said immediately.

Bikron looked at little Hahn, paused slightly, and said, "This matter can't be changed, I'm sorry, Mr. Hahn." ”

"Mr. Bikron, may I ask for your personal help? I can pay you three times as much. Hahn Jr. said immediately.

"Mr. Hahn, our rule is that we must not accept any assignments or commissions without permission." Bikron said solemnly.

Little Hahn was a little anxious, and he immediately said: "Mr. Bikron, whether it is you or your organization, isn't it just for money?" Don't you make money if you have it? ”

"Mr. Hahn, there is one more important reason I haven't told you yet."

"What is the reason?" Hahn Jr. looked at Bikron, waiting for Bikron to answer.

"Because someone entrusted me...... Kill you...... Syllable. ”

Bikron spoke, pulled out his gun, and opened fire, so fast that little Hahn did not react at all.

A bloody hole appeared in Little Hahn's forehead, and he heard Little Hahn's last words, and he understood why Little Hahn wanted to kill him. But he still wanted to know who wanted to kill him, and he asked silently, "Yes...... Who? ”

"Ms. Joyna...... Syllable. ”

Bikron's silent pistol rang out again, and little Hahn's heart was bloodied.

Anyone with a bloody hole in their heart and forehead will not be able to live any longer. Little Hahn lay down, and when he died, he knew that it was Joyna who was going to kill him, and he regretted that he shouldn't have flaunted his might in front of Joyna.

But this thought of regret was only a flash, and he left this world forever, which may be what people often say is too late to regret.

Bikron glanced at little Hahn, put away his pistol, walked to the balcony, and disappeared with a flicker.

An hour later, the bodyguards found Hahn Jr. dead. The panicked bodyguard had no choice but to report to Mr. Hahn.

As the number three of the Tulip family, Hahn is a very powerful man. He has always believed that of the entire younger generation of the Tulip family, his son Hahn Jr. is the most accomplished. He has been fantasizing that when Hahn Jr. takes power, Hahn Jr. may be the number two person in the Tulip family.

When he heard the bad news, he sat on the sofa and froze for a minute, then stood up and went straight to Little Hahn's villa.

When I arrived at Little Hahn's villa, I entered the study and saw Little Hahn in a pool of blood, and his slightly chubby face showed a killing intent like a hungry wolf.

The son is dead, and of course Hahn has to track down the murderer. After a night of tracking, he learns that little Hahn has secretly contacted Hawkeye Rudy, and also contacted the woman behind Hawkeye Rudy. But in the past few days, what he has done the most is the operation against black coral. He rescued Rudy Hawkeye, and he sent people to kill Mr. Tang, the new boss of Black Coral.

He failed in both of these things, but he didn't seem to give up, and sent someone to contact the killer organization, wanting to find a killer to deal with Mr. Tang, the boss of Black Coral.

Mr. Hahn was a smart man, and he could see at a glance what little Hahn was going to do. Although the family is not allowed to do gangster business, Hahn has always believed that this is an extremely open era, as long as it is a profitable business. In fact, he had long sensed that Hahn Jr. wanted to reach out to the gangsters, and he did not stop it, he thought that Hahn Jr. could balance the relationship between the gangster business and the family rules.

When dawn came, little Hahn's body was disposed of and was waiting to be buried. However, Hahn did not plan to be buried in a short period of time, and after he wanted to avenge Hahn Jr., he would bury Hahn Jr.

Hahn recalled his good helper Quinn, who is of Dutch, Brazilian and Vietnamese descent, and is the number five of the Tulip family and the number one master of the Tulip family. The reason why he was able to become the number five person of the Tulip family was because of his strong combat effectiveness.

Of course, Quinn's entry into the Tulip family's management was due to Hahn's recommendation. This led to a strong friendship between the two, and Quinn has been in charge of the Tulip family's business in South America.

Twenty-two hours after Hahn Jr.'s death, Quinn returned from South America. Hahn himself went to the airport to pick up Quinn, and when Quinn saw Hahn, he found that his friend was much haggard. For a 60-year-old man, the loss of his son is indeed a very big disaster.

Quinn didn't comfort Hahn and got into the car with him.

After a little silence, Hahn told Quinn everything about Hahn Jr.

Quinn pondered for a moment and said; "Black coral is probably the most probable."

"Yes, but it doesn't look like Black Coral's." Hahn said.

"Maybe this new Mr. Tang has a different style of doing things than the previous Black Coral." Quinn said.

"Yes." Hahn actually thought the same way, except for Black Coral, he couldn't imagine that anyone else would attack little Hahn.

"Mr. Hahn, I'll get to the bottom of this." Quinn said solemnly.

"I believe in you."

"I'll go check out Black Coral." Quinn said.

Hahn looked at the flashing neon lights outside the car and said, "Go ahead." ”

"Stop." Quinn orders the driver to stop.

The driver pulls the car over, and Quinn gets out of the car, walks to the side of the road, stops a taxi, and heads straight for Black Coral.

Half an hour later, the car arrived at the door of Black Coral, and Quinn got out of the car and walked into Black Coral.

At this moment, it was just half past eight in the evening, and there were already a lot of black coral people.

It's a place of magic, it's going crazy, it's going to be intoxicating.

Quinn made his way through the raucous crowd and sat down in a corner.

As soon as he sat down, a scantily dressed woman came over, sat down next to Quinn, and whispered, "Sir, invite me to a drink." ”

"Waiter, two glasses of brandy." Quinn snapped his fingers at the waiter.

"Sir, you are so refreshing, do you have someone to accompany you tonight?" The woman stretched out her hand, touched Quinn's shirt, touched Quinn's strong muscles, and said in surprise: "Sir, you are so strong!" ”

Quinn took the woman's hand out and said with a smile, "Drink quietly first." ”

"Yes, sir, I'll listen to you." The woman took the wine from the waiter and took a sip.

Quinn took a sip as well, his gaze casually slipping away from the dance floor.

At this moment, a mustachioed Oriental with black-rimmed eyes walked in with a sexy woman.

Quinn had just seen Mr. Tang's information in the car, and he recognized this mustache at a glance as Mr. Tang, the trusted boss of Black Sango.