After all was silent, the bodyguards infiltrated the guest room, implanted the virus in each of their mobile phones, and implanted a miniature location tracker on the back of their necks.

L participated in the recording of a live blockbuster.

When the other two handsome guys were tired and fell asleep, they lay in Arthur's arms affectionately and talked sweetly to him.

"Honey, are you cool?"

"You're awesome!"

"This tattoo is so special, does it have any special meaning, both of your companions have one."

"This is the hallmark of our alliance!"

"What alliance?"

"Salvation!"

"Wow, that sounds so cool, who's the boss of the Alliance!"

"Young Master Bai Yejue, the president of country D, we are all doing things for him."

"It's amazing, what do you usually do?"

"Provide financial resources, remove obstacles, and attract talents......"

The effect of the medicine lasted for two hours, and the continuous physical exertion was too great, and he fell into a deep sleep without saying a word.

L got up, picked up the DV and the voice recorder and opened the door of the guest room to the guest room more than ten meters away.

Helian Ting was already waiting.

L threw the recorder over, "You have asked everything you want to ask, he can't ask if he doesn't ask, the task is complete, remember to take back the chase order and give me the check!" ”

After speaking, he took the cigarette case from the coffee table and took one and lit it.

After listening to the recording, Helian Ting confirmed that Mo Arthur was the one of the White Nightlords.

The door opened, and Lu Xu came over, "Master, it was these two people who checked [Princess Qingwu] in the major nightclubs in Los Angeles before, and they arrived in Los Angeles this morning and asked the auction organizer about the news of the young grandmother!" ”

Bai Yejue is very well-informed, so he knew it so quickly!

Inspector L looked at his neck, "It was these two guys who sent my sister-in-law to the island in the first place!" ”

When I was playing a maid in the presidential palace before, I had seen this person, one with a fierce face and the other with a smile like a fox.

Helian Ting clicked on the profiles of the two separately, one had been in the army of country D and was later expelled as a mercenary, and the other was the next chief butler of the presidential palace.

No matter how vigilant the two were, they would never have thought that the entire hotel would be controlled by him.

"Yo ho, it's not small!" L spit out a long string of smoke rings, "The White Night Lord Mother clan has recessive genetic psychosis, although it is the eldest son, but the position of president, I am afraid that it will not fall on his head, secretly disturbing the alliance of several major families, and wanting to marry the Helian family, it can be seen that his wolf ambition, I dare to pack the ticket, and the president will die suddenly soon!" ”

Helian Ting took out a check from his wallet, picked up a pen and wrote down a string of numbers, and handed it to L.

L took a look, glanced at the zero behind him and put it to his mouth and kissed it, "Thank you!" ”

Helian Ting snatched it with lightning speed, folded it and put it back in his wallet, and said leisurely, "I'll give it to you when the matter is over!" ”

The money will disappear as soon as it is in hand.

The net has just been cast, and there will be a place for him!

L's eyes widened, and he looked loveless.

One misstep becomes a thousand hatreds!

One of the husband and wife is black-bellied and the other is insidious, and he is going to be played to death!

When Helian Ting left, he immediately took out the card in the DV, copied the recorded video to the computer and backed it up on the USB flash drive, and raised the mobile phone, "Hey, little bastard, I have good resources in my hands, and I will give you a paragraph for more than ten seconds to get over the ......"

A few clicks of the finger took a small send.

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Chapter 731: He's going to be played to death