Chapter 456: Smith is dead
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"I heard you have a very lovely daughter who is now in her second year at Hellingburg University?"
The man in white glanced at the bloody phlegm stained on the hem of the trench coat, and a touch of viciousness flashed through his eyes. The first letter of the new domain name novel network (), the largest free romance Chinese website, hurry up. Bayi Chinese ww said w. said 81zw.com
"Ahem, ahem, you crumb, I'll fight with you!" Smith coughed incessantly due to the agitation, and the blood gushed out more violently from his right hand, which had long since disappeared. Suddenly, Smith slammed his left hand on the ground, and pounced on the man in white who was squatting on the ground with a hideous face.
The man in white got up suddenly, flew up and kicked Smith to the ground, then slowly took two steps back, and looked at Smith who was lying on the ground panting for breath with a solemn face: "Give you a minute to think about it, if the time comes, you still don't agree hehe, I believe you should have heard of Cobra's methods." β
Smith, who was dizzy from blood loss and pain, suddenly heard the word "cobra", his body stiffened suddenly, staring at the man in white with a sneer on his face with fear, and muttered with difficulty: "You, you are a cobra man?" β
As a special soldier, Smith is of course familiar with the mercenary world, many of his comrades-in-arms joined the mercenary group in order to make a living after retiring, although the Cobra mercenary group is not the strongest mercenary group, but after all, a few years ago, it was also on the mercenary red list, although it is now declining, but the strength is still not to be underestimated. ε «δΈ Chinese w ε «w says w ε°. A 8 small 1 net z small w. net c a om
Seeing this, the man in white seemed to be very satisfied with this effect, and a faint smug touch crossed his cold eyes. Sister-in-law Suo Ke Er said the Internet, and the most suspicious Yan Qing girl said
Looking at the ever-changing expression on Smith's face, the man in white believed that in less than a minute, Smith would definitely give him a satisfactory answer.
If Mo Feng can be successfully killed this time, the boss will definitely reuse himself, and he who has made great contributions, whether it is his status in the Cobra mercenary group or his deposits in Swiss banks, he will be greatly improved.
"Not good!"
The man in white, who was waiting for Smith to beg for mercy from him, suddenly saw a strange smile appear on Smith's originally pained face. I was just stunned. The man in white seemed to understand something, screamed angrily, and threw himself at Smith.
"Smith, you son of a bitch!"
Looking at Smith, who was surging purple and black blood from the corners of his lips, the man in white completely lost his calm just now. Grabbing Smith's head fiercely, he roared angrily.
The man in white finally found the dark line that Smith and Mo Feng were friends for nearly a month, and originally thought that he could threaten Smith to lure Mo Feng in, and then kill him while he was unprepared, but he didn't expect that Smith would choose to bite the poison and commit suicide. The hard work of the man in white for more than half a year has been completely wasted, how can the man in white not be angry.
"Ahem, ahem, you dogs, kill this heart, it's impossible, it's impossible for me to betray my friends, ahem, ahem"
A large cloud of purple-black blood poured out of Smith's mouth and nose, and after a few quick breaths, Smith continued: "You, you bastards, you won't, you won't succeed!" You're such a dog."
Smith's voice grew lower and lower, and finally, his head tilted. And he remained still.
"Bastard, **, son of a bitch, ah"
Staring at the dead Smith, the man in white grabbed Smith's head and let go suddenly, suddenly pulled out a foot-long military thorn from the trench coat, and slashed at Smith's corpse like crazy while scolding, and for a while the flesh and blood flew everywhere. In the dim light, the man in white with blood splattered on his trench coat and a hideous face looked like a devouring demon
At noon on the second day of Smith's murder, in the Chinese-style office on the second floor of Songsha Manor, Mo Feng stared at a miserable picture on the computer screen, and a pair of eyes as deep as the night sky were gradually condensing.
The picture shows the inside of a bar. In front of the bar, a Western man with a gray white beard was lying on the bloodstained floor, and what had been the man's limbs was left with only a pile of minced meat
"Phew!"
A subtle silver light mixed with purple veins flashed from Mo Feng's clenched right fist. The valuable blue and white pen next to Mo Feng's right hand on the office desk shattered into a pile of crumbs in an instant after a crisp sound.
Hearing the sound, a tall, beautiful girl in a pink nurse's uniform and golden eyes pushed the door in, first glanced at Mo Feng, and then looked at the blue and white pen wash that had turned into crumbs on the office desk. A puzzled face: "Boss, is something wrong?" β
"Oh, I just accidentally broke the pen, Jones, you go out first, come back and clean up later, and remember to knock on the door before you come in next time."
Mo Feng looked at Jones, who was full of surprise, and said indifferently, with a hint of displeasure in his tone.
"Oh, boss, I'm sorry, I'm really sorry, I'll pay attention next time."
Hearing that he was blamed by Mo Feng, a trace of panic flashed in Jones's big light blue eyes, and he hurriedly withdrew while apologizing in a hurry.
That's the boss's favorite blue and white pen wash, why was it smashed by him? The boss didn't look very good, he must have been angry because of something. However, the boss looks so handsome when he is angry!
Jones gossiped as he walked to the nurse's desk, and those big pale blue eyes were full of little stars representing nymphomaniacs.
After Jones left, Mo Feng quickly took out a health phone, dialed a few words, got up and walked towards the door.
Standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the lobby on the first floor of Mohs Clinic, looking at Mo Feng's modified Hummer speeding away, Jones looked lost, for Mo Feng's elusive behavior, Jones has long been accustomed to it.
Mo Feng's clinic is only open for two days a week, although Jones comes to work almost every day, but most of the time is actually chatting on the Internet, fortunately, Mo Feng's salary is very high, and Jones is also happy.
Not long after Mo Feng finished that call.
In a villa in London's West End, England, a grand party is underway. Pete's young man walked from one to the other with a glass of red wine and a charming smile on his face, chatting non-stop.
"Dear Dane, I heard that your father bought several oil wells in the Middle East, aha, what a big deal! You know, conservative countries like Arabia don't have money to get things done, you have to have relationships, yes, relationships, I really envy you for having a great father! β
"Oh my God, Miss Laures, you are getting more and more beautiful, but pity this priceless diamond necklace, whose peerless sparkle is completely overshadowed by your beauty!"
"Congratulations, Mr. Gerald, it's great news to hear that your father will be a member of the House of Lords next month!"
The young man kept socializing with the people around him, and he always had a smile on his face like a spring sun. (To be continued.) )