Chapter 745

Last night, when Qin Lang had a little rest, Jess thought about it a lot, but he didn't include it.

When Qin Lang mentioned it, it was equivalent to giving him a slap in the head.

Jess sighed and nodded. "Yes, you're right. That's something I didn't think about. OLLIS, as well as the other two, has been in the white powder business for many years, controlling the operating shares of many places, and there is no room for sand in his eyes. I have been working with them for a long time. I think I still have this friendship. "

To say this is just to comfort himself.

"Well, you two, when they contact me tomorrow, they will be accompanied by you two. I will try my best to explain to you." Jess got up and said helplessly, "Mr. Qin, I hope the resentment between you and the stars will not affect me."

Jess is helpless. The six experts he recruited have been solved by Qin Lang.

If they fight, they have no sense of security.

Qin Lang knows what Jess is worried about, and he promises that Jess will not affect the latter tomorrow. Although OLLIS does it, no matter whether Jesse is good or bad, he will not let it go, but what Qin Lang promised will be done.

The two settled on the matter for tomorrow, and temporarily reached the most favorable cooperation for both sides.

Xi Zifeng picked up the champagne on the table and raised it up, "a toast to our tomorrow!"

Jess laughs and raises his glass. Under the three people's touch, a clear voice rings in the room.

As night falls, insects sing and crickets sing.

Two men in black went to the gate and looked at the situation inside the gate with night vision mirror.

"Well? There's something wrong

"What's wrong?"

"Those six people are gone. Usually at this time, they will hide in a humble place to protect Jess. It's strange that they are not here today."

"Whether they are or not, what they do in the field of assassination is stimulation. In silence, assassinate in the invisible, take the item on the head

A man put down his night vision mirror and gave a gloomy smile, "the star told us that our task should be done well. We assassinated the Yan people around him. Don't hurt Jess. If you meet his daughter, you'd better take it with you."

"Sure, big brother." The other man's eyes were deep and his smile gradually rose.

The iron door opened, and the two figures discussed how to avoid six people and sneak into the manor.

The so-called six masters under Jess have turned into clouds and died in Qin Lang's hands.

If these two people can know the cause of death of the six masters and dare to step into the manor, maybe it's still a question.

Among the four Party meetings, Jess is a member of the Council and the weakest one.

Qin Lang was rearranged in a comfortable room by Jess, and the beds were all made of top-grade snow fluff.

In front of a French window, Qin Lang lit a cigarette and took a deep breath.

The smell of smoke soon drifted into the room.

He didn't feel sleepy in the lonely night.

It's only the first step to put together the information given by the old chief and use Jess as a pedal to enter the Quartet meeting in the form of bodyguard and assistant.

Today, Qin Lang is more or less surprised by the star's super sharp detection.

No wonder in the white powder market, after the three heads were divided, Jess only had soup.

It's a matter of strength.

I don't know why, Qin Lang's right eyelid has been jumping, vaguely has a bad premonition.

"Tonight, what should not happen?"

If the star comes, it will certainly stir up Jess and some public opinions in Dunlun.

In such a large manor, there are monitors everywhere.

Qin Lang can see some shoe tracks in some monitoring dead corners.

This shoe trace seems to be some years old. If he guesses well, this shoe trace comes from the six masters he killed.

Kindness means being soft hearted to the enemy and cruel to yourself.

A cigarette has not been smoked, cold wind blowing in from the window, a little comfortable.

"Coming is coming. Hiding is meaningless. Although you can do a good job in the field of assassination, it's a pity that some flaws are revealed after all."

"Dada ~"

The sound of footsteps sounded, the curtain of the rear window blew open, and two figures sat on the windowsill.

"Yan people, you are very keen. Before I step into the house, you already know that I am here?"Qin Lang laughed, light smoke, he turned and said: "Yan state a word, if people don't know, unless you don't do. Since you came into the manor and approached me, I have heard the sound of footsteps. In order to achieve silence in assassination, it is not to walk silently, but to die. That is the real silence. "

The man laughed, a person, a cigarette, a sentence of arrogant words, as if looking at a joke, "You Yan people will love to dress, aware of it is aware of it. However, it's meaningless to say that. You will soon be a dead man. Do you have any last words? "

"Yes."

Qin Lang's face was cold and his expression was like, "when you go, take the window with you."

"You The man's face was stiff and almost bit to the tip of his tongue.

Qin Lang brought a chair and sat down. "Who sent you here?"

"You don't have to know."

"Is it?" Qin Lang breathed out a breath, his hands trembled, and he said, "do you believe me? Before you finish smoking, you will kneel down in front of me and beg for mercy. "

"Worry about yourself first!" The man laughed, "over the years, there are many Yan people who died in my hands. When they died, the cry is the sound of nature."

"Warning you, don't look down upon Yan people!"

As a soldier, as a king of soldiers, he has a sense of blood.

Five thousand years of civilization, five thousand years of culture and five thousand years of Kung Fu are not meant to destroy or despise.

An Oriental dragon has awakened and is shining with his brilliance.

Qin Lang started to kill. Before he smoked a cigarette, the man turned into a shadow and disappeared in front of him.

Qin Lang didn't move, but his momentum suddenly broke out. In the blink of an eye, he reached out and grabbed the man's neck and lifted him up like a chicken.

With his weak struggle and red complexion, Qin Lang's fingernails fell into the skin of the man's neck, and some blood overflowed out.

"Bang"

The poisoned dagger landed.

"Now, who sent you here?"

instantaneous!

Not for two seconds!

The elite in the field of assassination, whose hands are covered with blood and countless lives, are struggling like chickens at the moment.

Hiss~

So terrible!

Sitting on the windowsill of the man's eyes stare big, gasping at this scene.

Qin Lang's hand grabs his companion's neck, and he covers his neck subconsciously. The cold sweat falls from his forehead, and his whole body gives a cold exclamation. He steps on the windowsill and wants to leave here.

Escape?

Is there a chance?

Did Qin Lang agree?

Qin Lang kicked out the dagger on the ground with one foot. Under the flashing edge, a sharp howl came out of the window. The birds were flying and the leaves were falling.

Splashing blood splashed on the edge of the window.