Looking at Ambro Roll, who was bleeding to death from the Seven Orifices, Yan Murong secretly hated, just now he was only thinking about the mastermind behind the scenes, and forgot about the fact that this guy would commit suicide.

"These ghost guys are really stubborn." The little snake pouted and said. "You can't take poison, you have to play with bombs."

"Bombs? What bomb? Yan Murong asked strangely.

"Suicide bombs." The little snake pointed at Ambrole and said. "This bomb is about the size of a capsule, and it is used to control these killers, and it is usually surgically installed in the killer's brain, and once the killer fails the mission, is caught, or mutinies, the bomb in the head will detonate - it can quietly blow their brain into a pot of paste."

"I met them once in Suzhou and Hangzhou before, and they used poison." Yan Murong reminded.

"It's different." Little Snake explained. "These are all ghost A-class killers, and that organization has very strict control over them - this time one died and ran away, and I solved so many little guys, I guess you won't have a good time in the future."

"Can you help me find out who is behind it?" Yan Murong asked depressedly.

The little snake is right, although the prescription on his body is valuable, it is not worth the mysterious ghost organization to send two A-class killers and several B-class killers to deal with him at one time, the only possibility is that they want to get the prescription is fake, and they want to get the green capsule Sutra is true.

It is said that there is a cure for cancer in the book. If you get this book, you can imagine what kind of progress mankind will make in the field of medicine - it can be said that whoever gets this book will be fame and untold money.

"I can't find it." The little snake shook his head. "Ghosts are different from other organizations, and the task of the killer is generally for the broker to choose and place orders, while the ghost does not have an agent."

For a while, Yan Murong's head was also a little big, and suddenly, Yan Murong looked at the little snake and asked. "What did he mean when he said it wasn't over yet?"

"Isn't that easy?" The little snake smiled skillfully, as if she was not worried at all. "This sentence is to tell you that you will be in trouble in the future, giggles."

"You're still laughing when I'm in trouble." Yan Murong said depressedly.

"I can help you out of trouble." Little Snake said with a smile. "Let's go, I'm not going to leave this time, I'll go back with you."

Yan Murong nodded, picked up Dong Wuyan, who was lying on the bed and fell asleep, and followed the little snake out of the wooden house.

Dong Wuyan's car was reimbursed, and Xiao Snake didn't drive, so the three of them had to drive the car left by the two killers to the city.

After more than half an hour, the three of them returned directly to Yan Murong's villa.

"Hey, Boss Yan, you're back." Hua Cuo saw Yan Murong coming in with Dong Wuyan in his arms, and asked strangely. "What's going on?"

"Nothing." Yan Murong made an excuse and said. "I accidentally fell on my leg while going out to play."

"Oh." Hua Cuo looked at Dong Wuyan suspiciously, and then glanced at the little snake standing in the living room looking at the villa before saying. "Hey, what about your two confidantes, why aren't they with you?"

"Who?" Yan Murong didn't react for a while.

"Who else?" Hua Wrong laughed. "Don't you know how many women you have in this villa?"

"Teng Xiangling and Su Qingwu didn't come back?" Yan Murong asked strangely, but a bad premonition rose in his heart.

"No, I thought you were going out with two beautiful women." Hua said wrongly. "That doesn't seem like that now."

"Oops." Yan Murong was shocked. He only now understood what Ambrole meant by the unfinished words of Ambrole on his deathbed.

"What's wrong?" Hua was stunned for a moment and asked suspiciously.

"Something's wrong." Yan Murong didn't explain much, put Dong Wuyan on the sofa, and said to Hua wrong. "You call Duan Zixuan and ask him to send someone to protect me, and I'll go out."

"Okay." He now understands that something must have happened to the disappearance of the two women.

As he was talking, the mobile phone in Yan Murong's pocket suddenly rang.

When I took out my phone and looked at it, I found that it was an identical string of numbers, which was obviously disguised.

While being surprised that the 200 yuan mobile phone could still be used in the water, Yan Murong also quickly pressed the answer button.

The phone was connected, and silence began on both sides.

"Mr. Yan?" It took a while for a man's deep voice to come from the phone.

"You're typing the wrong shot." Yan Murong said a word, quickly hung up the phone, turned his head to look at the little snake and asked. "Is there a way to find out where the other person is?"

"No way." The little snake shook his head. "I don't have any equipment, I can't find it - these people are so well arranged, even I didn't notice that there was a third wave of people."

Yan Murong had a headache, and originally hung up the phone just to ask the little snake to help find out the other party's location, but the little snake had no way to do it now.

As he spoke, his phone rang again.

"Mr. Yan, you are very rude." The other party seemed to be a little angry at Yan Murong's behavior of hanging up the phone. "I can tell you, you don't have to delay at all, and if we don't deliberately show our flaws, you'll never find out where we are."

Yan Murong was smart, and the other party was not benzene, so he quickly guessed Yan Murong's intentions.

"Tell me, what the hell do you want to do?" Yan Murong asked directly.

"We need to make a deal with you." The man said. "Prescription for your two women."

"Okay, I agree, come and get it." Yan Murong agreed. "You should know where I live, right?"

"Hehe, Mr. Yan is really humorous." There was a cautious laugh on the phone. "This joke isn't funny, let's ask Mr. Yan to deliver it in person, how about it?"

Yan Murong scolded secretly in his heart, but he was helpless, so he had to ask. "Where?"

"Hehe, Mr. Yan is just happy." The man laughed happily. "Then please get to the dock within an hour, and when you get there, someone will naturally contact you."

Listening to the busy sound on the phone, Yan Murong sat on the sofa, lowered his head and pondered for a while, before looking at Hua Cuo and said. "Have you contacted Duan Zixuan?"

"Contacted, I called when you answered the phone, and it will be estimated that it will be almost there."

As he was talking, the door of the villa was pushed open, and Duan Zixuan walked in the front, followed by more than a dozen bodyguards wearing black suits, who were about to bulge together, obviously with guns.

"What's going on?" Walking into the living room, Duan Zixuan asked urgently.

"We'll talk about that later." Yan Murong thought for a while, looked at Duan Zixuan and asked. "Can you help me find out which boat is out on the sea tonight?"