Chapter 60: A Kiss on the Fragrance of Fragrance

The wind outside the window is even stronger, even if the window is closed, you can still faintly hear the howling of the wind, which makes the windows tremble, and the raindrops like beans outside the house hit the windows ping-pong, which makes people worry about whether the window can withstand the rain.

Outside the house, there was wind and rain, lightning and thunder. The layers of haze in the house enveloped people's hearts.

Ding Ding sat on the sofa with a gloomy face, his fingers crossed on his knees, his brows tightly locked, and his eyes looked out the window at the wind and rain, as if he was thinking about something. Next to him, a strong man with a body as magnificent as a watchtower by the sea stood quietly, if you didn't look carefully, you wouldn't find that there was such a strong man beside him, which showed that his ability to hide his aura had reached the point of being superb. Next to Ding Ding is Miss Anna, the third eldest daughter of the mafia family, her lips that exude a charming atmosphere do not dare to make a sound at the moment, just sit quietly on the side, cautiously, for fear of annoying Ding Ding with a gloomy face on the side.

This man is like a stone that has been baptized by the wind and frost of the years, calm and steady, nothing can shake its cent, and it is like a dark pool, which is incomprehensible and unpredictable. He is calm and unhurried, and he treats anyone lightly, at this time he is thinking, and he says that serious men are the most handsome, Ding Ding frowned, exuding his calm temperament to the extreme, and there was a flash of essence in his eyes. Anna was stunned to watch.

It's not bad to have such a fiancé...... Even though, the two are actually intolerable together.

"Have you found out, who did the Rodrigues family send to deal with Angel's disappearance?" Tintin suddenly spoke, and a deep voice sounded, turning to Hans and asking.

"It was found out that it was the eldest son of the mafia family, Roger Rodriguez, and with him his uncle Hawke Rodriguez, they were on their way...... However, they seem to have run into a little trouble, and the flight from Las Vegas to China encountered a very strong storm, and now the plane is being forced to fall...... If you were to predict their arrival time, it would be between an hour and an hour and a half. Hans, the tower-like man, said.

"Roger...... His uncle Hawke...... Bloody Slaughter Hawke, those mafiosa, actually sent such a ruthless person over, do you want to have some deterrence......" Tintin looked into the distance with a hint of fierceness in his eyes. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning bright enough to light up the entire sky crossed the field of vision, turning Tintin's face pale. Under the light of lightning, the corners of Tintin's mouth rose up little by little, revealing a strange arc, and he muttered to himself: "Storm...... What a storm, I hope this storm comes harder......"

Hans on the side looked at the young master in the lightning, and a trace of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Hans, get me some basic information about Roger and Hawke, quick." Tintin suddenly said eagerly.

"Yes, young master." Hans nodded, and disappeared in place.

A few minutes later, Hans reappeared at Tintin's side, holding a document in his hand.

After Tintin took the information, he and Anna read it together.

Roger Rodriguez, 25 years old, the eldest son of the Mafia Rodriguez family, the older sister of Angel and Anna, is a white American. His mother, Ann Lise, was the lover of Duke Rodriguez, the patriarch of the mafia family, and because her mother was Italian, she was a quarter of Italian ancestry. It's an American-Italian half-breed. Although he was born in a side line of the family, he was able to climb to the position of the descendant of the mafia family, and this Roger's scheming was even more unfathomable. He now controls almost the entire mafia's foreign trade business, and in general, it is the trade of marine resources, the drug trade, and the trading of money and power, etc., which controls the economic lifeline of the mafia family in disguise. Judging from the data, Roger also has close contacts with some small countries in Southeast Asia......

This makes Ding Ding think deeply, from this point of view, this Roger is not a simple person. The situation in Southeast Asian countries is volatile, with wars of all sizes breaking out almost every day, and there are many heavily armed non-government armies, as well as pirates of all kinds outside the coastline of Southeast Asia...... Being able to control part of the maritime trade of Southeast Asian countries on the coastline of such a situation is equivalent to controlling the military power of those countries in disguise, and the energy contained in it is not half a star......

And Roger's uncle, Hawke Rodriguez, is even more of a murderous person. He is 56 years old, the older generation when the previous patriarch of the mafia was still alive, and everyone knows that the mafia family started by reform. Ancestor Gambino, relying on the bullets and daggers in his hands, hit a bloody road of the Rodriguez family, and when the last parent of the mafia was still alive, Hawke became famous for murder, and in the face of the pursuit of the enemy, Hawke killed more than 20 people alone, killing a bloody road, so he had the title of Hawke, the blood butcher. There are many versions of that bloody night, the most widely circulated by the underground forces, is that Hawke has the power to transcend the limits of human beings, and it is with this power that Hawke is able to fight his way out...... No one knows what it was like that night, and perhaps the only one who knows about it is Hawke himself.

Tintin's brows furrowed even tighter, and the arrival of the blood slaughter was beyond Tintin's conjecture. In the face of such an uncontrollable time bomb, Tintin is also a little jealous.

Holding the information for a long time, Ding Ding moved, staring at the name of the information, raising his eyebrows, and there was no strange expression. He waved his hand and motioned for Anna and Hans to go out first, Anna was intimidated by Tintin's momentum, while Hans instinctively obeyed his duties as servants, and both obediently left the room. After no one was there, Ding Ding showed a cold smile on his face, looked at the name on the information, and muttered: "But who is the person who came, as long as you don't attack my people, the rest will be fine...... After speaking, under the lightning and thunder, he picked up a gold lighter casually, and gently pressed it, and a pinch of pale flames suddenly appeared, and the information was thrown into the flames by Ding Ding at will......

The faint light of the fire sent confetti flying all over the sky, and the one-inch photos of Hawk and Roger were already blackened, and their faces could not be seen clearly. Tintin stood up, came to the window, looked at the scene outside where the rain was still pouring down, and the thunder and lightning were crossing, the corners of his mouth raised a faint arc, and his eyes looked at the woods, where a hillside was located.

"Lao Li, you have a lot to do about this disappearance...... I'm fine, but I want our group of people to wipe your ass. Tintin muttered to himself, then sat back on the couch and smiled out the window.

It's raining so hard.