Yang Xuan raised his eyebrows and said coldly, "You are really too naive. For such a big group, it is too easy to kill someone. If it were me, I can think of many ways. The simplest is to find someone who is terminally ill."

If someone gives you enough money to kill you, wouldn’t it be very simple, hundreds of thousands or millions can be done.”

When Ding Huiqiao heard this, he unconsciously tightened his hands on Yang Xuan's sleeves with a sad expression on his face. He didn't expect that he was still too naive.

"Don't worry, I'll help you handle this kind of thing, you don't have to worry about anything else." Yang Xuan said in a tone that left no room for doubt. This made Ding Huiqiao, who was used to giving orders, a little surprised, but then he felt a sweet feeling in his heart, feeling like someone was protecting him.

It's really good.

Yang Xuan looked at the killer on the ground, and with a flash of red light, he immediately hypnotized the killer. After giving the order, he threw a trace of life force to make his body recover.

The killer who stood up looked at Yang Xuan and Ding Huiqiao, put the gun on his trouser pocket, and left without saying a word. For his own bad taste, Yang Xuan gave him a small toy.

Yang Xuan held Ding Huiqiao in his arms and walked towards the hotel. Through his hands around her waist, he could still feel her shaking unconsciously.

However, Ding Huiqiao's small waist is really soft and soft. I really want to peel it off and taste it carefully.

The killer walked away, his eyes flashing red, and he walked towards an ordinary room on the top floor of a hotel.

"Dong~dongdong!"

After the door opened, a man stretched out his head, looked around, and put the killer in. If Natasha were here, you would find that this man was Sun Shuai's number one bodyguard.

"How are people?"

"Kill both of them."

The bodyguard nodded with satisfaction and threw him an envelope. "Okay, go ahead. I'll contact you next time if I need anything."

The killer nodded silently. When he walked to the door, he naturally held the cabinet at the door. A black round object was stuck on it. He did not choose to take the elevator, but went to the end of the corridor and stuck another black object on it.

Round object, then quietly hid in the safe passage, took out his mobile phone and observed it.

Sure enough, within a few minutes, the bodyguard came out of the room and walked into another luxurious room.

"Master Sun, that man and Ding Huiqiao are dead.

"

Mr. Sun had already stripped a golden cat naked on the sofa and was doing some exercises. When the bodyguard said this, he shook a few times and his whole body immediately became boring.

The golden cat underneath him immediately wrapped around Mr. Sun, pretending to be very comfortable and said, "My dear, you are so awesome."

But there was a hint of disdain in her eyes. I didn't even feel it, but she actually handed over the gun. It was too bad.

The bodyguard is used to this kind of scene. After all, he is just a spoiled playboy.

Mr. Sun smeared some white powder on the back of his hand, put it under his nose, and inhaled hard. The white powder instantly went from his nose to his brain. His eyes immediately turned white, and his whole body seemed to be cramping. It only took a few seconds.

, and sat back heavily on the sofa, with a sickly flush on his face.

He lit a cigarette for himself and took a long puff: "Damn bitch, it would be great if you followed me, and drank spicy food. Unfortunately, I died before I even tasted it. By the way, have you ever asked the killer where the body is?"

Where? Is it still hot?"

Hearing Mr. Sun's almost perverted words, the bodyguard couldn't help feeling cold. He was such a bitch. He had better stay away from him. He was so disgusting.

"I don't know, the killer left after collecting the money."

"Okay, I'm very satisfied with what you did today. By the way, help me keep a close eye on the woman who beat us last time. When I get a chance to stun her, I'll make her beg for mercy from under me. After she's tired of playing with her, I'll sell her.

Go to Africa."

After the two talked for a while, the bodyguard left. Although Mr. Sun had taken a large amount of drugs, his body was still weak. He had no choice but to push the golden cat's head down, hoping to regain his glory.

The killer who was waiting outside saw the bodyguard returning to his room and walked straight towards Mr. Sun's box. The door was equipped with a comprehensive door lock that combined fingerprints, card swiping and passwords. In the eyes of laymen, this was already an ironclad wall.

But in the hands of professionals, this kind of thing is just to prevent gentlemen, not thieves. The killer takes out a lipstick-like thing and connects it to a plug-in port under the door lock. Press the button, and a powerful current will directly open the door.

The lock has a short circuit.

It was a coincidence that after opening the door today, Mr. Sun's back was turned to him, and a golden cat kept working hard in front of him. Neither of them noticed that an unknown person had sneaked in quietly.

Killer adjusted

He took a deep breath, walked up quickly, and pressed his thumb on the golden cat's aorta. The golden cat rolled his eyes and fainted. Mr. Sun closed his eyes. Before he could react, he found a dagger pressed against him.

on the throat.

His eyes widened, cold sweat broke out, and the shadow of death continued to hang over this rich second generation.

"You, who are you, what do you want to do, I, I have a lot of money, don't kill me." After finishing speaking, he swallowed, his heart beat suddenly, and he had already scolded the bodyguards bloody

Head, because the hired killers are all handled by his subordinates, so Sun Shuai doesn't know the killer at all.

The killer did not hide himself. In fact, some veterans knew that he did not kill him immediately after being kidnapped. As long as the other party did not show his true colors, the basic problem was not big. It was just a matter of negotiating terms.

If you see the killer's true appearance, you will basically have a narrow escape from death, because killers follow a principle that only dead people will completely forget their own appearance.

The killer turned on his cell phone, and the video call was connected instantly. A gentle man appeared on the screen. He raised his glass and saluted, "Master Sun, we meet again."

At this time, he still didn't know that this killer was obviously sent by him. At this time, the form was stronger than the person. Sun Shao wanted to cry but said without tears, "Yang Xuan, no, Brother Yang, Uncle Yang, do we have any misunderstanding?"

"

"Misunderstanding? There is no misunderstanding. Isn't this person the one you sent to kill me?"

"What?" At this time, Sun Shao felt like he was struck by five thunders, and his teeth were almost broken.

"You are too stingy, you only gave us 50,000 US dollars, but fortunately, this person is convinced by my virtue and intends to do justice for heaven, so Mr. Sun, please forgive me." Yang Xuan said with a look of "I am the one"

Hello.

If he hadn't been hijacked, Mr. Sun would have just thrown the phone away. It was so bullying.

Mr. Sun's face turned red. He still didn't believe it. He used to have the wind and the rain. When was he bullied by the same person several times in a row? He couldn't bear it anymore and said angrily, "Yang Xuan, you are a fucking jerk."

, just wait, if you have the guts, don’t turn back to the devil

Du, when I get back to the magic city, I have ten thousand ways to kill you. I want you to die, your woman, your friends, your parents, everyone who has anything to do with you, and I want to play with your wife.
Chapter completed!