Chapter 357： : Marvell

A few people played until three or four o'clock in the afternoon. Charlie and the others were also very discerning. They didn't ask what happened. He wanted to say it, but he would say it naturally. , After saying a few words, he took his leave and left.

But when Charlie got into the car, he still couldn't help but smiled at Tang Dao.

"Man, we're friends, we can talk about anything, I think, I should be able to help."

"Okay, when I need to trouble you, I will naturally not be polite."

Tang Dao went up, closed the car door of the other party, waved his hand, and watched them leave, his expression changed rapidly, and he looked at his watch, "Go back to Somalia."

The little angel was taken aback, "Now?"

"Well, don't tell anyone, we'll take four or five bodyguards away." Tang Dao has already sensed the instability of the situation in North Africa and the madness of the black hands behind the scenes. If this anger is really vented, Tang Dao will really lose.

Moreover, the attack on John will definitely cause relatively large turmoil in the North African market and the entire African market.

Those retail investors and companies that have been beaten head-on will take a bite at this time. Somalia needs a manager. Mist is very stable and can stand alone on the battlefield, but in business, he is almost a noob.

The little angel glanced at Tang Dao, nodded, and ran into the house to make a call to make a reservation, but also ran out quickly.

"Boss, Mr. Edie Barham."

? ? ?

Tang Dao thought for a while before he remembered the name, the FBI agent he had seen before.

"He said he found the murderer who killed Ferdinand." The little angel looked at the boss's uninterested expression, and said softly. Sure enough, Tang Dao regained his energy when he heard it. He answered the phone and delayed it for a few seconds, "I'm Nicholas."

"Mr. Nicholas, we have found the murderer and the follow-up evidence." Edie on the phone. Barham couldn't hide the excitement in his tone.

"who is it?"

Tang Dao frowned and asked.

Edie. Barham hesitated on this crucial point.

"Don't worry, if this clue is correct, I won't owe you a penny of the two million dollars." Tang Dao is also a human being, of course he understands what he wants, and said simply.

Edie. When Barham heard this, the smile on his face became even wider, and he gave a thumbs up to his companions, who cheered.

"Marville, it was the warden who killed Ferdinand."

Tang Dao frowned and hesitated more and more, "Okay, I will let someone investigate, thank you very much for the information, if the clues are correct, congratulations, you will be a millionaire." He said very politely After finishing, he hung up the phone directly and threw the phone to the little angel, "Contact the fraternity, I want to see Marvell appear in front of me at night."

"clear!"

…

Marvel sat in his office, lost in thought.

The focus of the pupils is changing at any time, and the eyes are occasionally squinted, and the glass is flicked unconsciously in the hand, making a crisp sound.

Ding dong!

The clock hanging on the wall rang on time when it was time to get off work, pulling Marvell's soul back. After looking up at the time, he stood up, put on the clothes on the chair, picked up the key on the table, and was on time. get off work!

Of course, I didn’t forget to pick up the Tom doll on the coffee table, which was bought for my daughter, and she likes it very much.

Walking to the parking lot, I opened my Buick car, sat the doll in the passenger seat, patted the other person on the head, raised the corner of my mouth, and went to order the cake. Today is my daughter's birthday.

Gentle music is played on the car radio, making people forget the tiredness of the day.

Marvell also hummed a little song, looked at the red light not far away, stepped on the brakes slowly, tapped the steering wheel with his fingers, and was in a good mood.

At this moment, from the corner of his eye in the rearview mirror, he saw one or two SUVs driving behind him, but they didn't seem to intend to slow down at all. Marvel hurriedly honked the horn to signal, but the other party rushed faster instead. At this moment, he thought It was too late to dodge, so I could only watch helplessly as I hit the impact. Even though I was prepared for the impact, it was still uncomfortable.

"Fack!" Marvell unbuckled his seat belt and opened the door to get out.

And four big men came down from the SUV immediately, wearing black jackets, tattoos on their necks, and baseball bats in their hands. They didn't look like good people. Marvell felt a sudden, stood where he was, dissatisfied Waving, "Dude, didn't you see I parked here?"

"It was your car that backed up and hit us." One of the black men with dreadlocks tapped Marvel's trunk with a baseball bat, "Do you want compensation?"

This is a group of people who came to find fault. Marvell looked calm and squinted, "How much do you want?"

Uh?

Instead, they turned them down and looked at each other. This script is not right.

"2000 dollars!"

"Of course no problem, my wallet is in the car, you wait." Marvell glanced at them, pointed to the driver's seat with the door open, walked back calmly, took out a pistol from the locker, opened the Insurance, turned around and pointed at them.

What about the most basic trust between people?

How does it feel to be at gunpoint? It's like getting cold air all the way from the tailbone.

"Hey, buddy, don't be nervous..." The person who found the fault raised his hand hurriedly, and his tone was very hasty. I am afraid that the other party will go off fire.

"You bastards, crashed my car like this, and lost money, 300 dollars! You bastards." Marvell was very courageous with a gun in his hand, and cursed at them.

This scene was also watched by other car owners. Some closed the windows silently, while others stared boldly. Of course, some called the police.

Although Boston is also a metropolis, its relative law and order is not very good, especially today when racial antagonism is becoming more and more acute. Marvell always carries a weapon when he travels. He doesn't want to be killed by someone one day.

"what!"

When Marvell relaxed suddenly he heard someone screaming from the side, and a whistling wind flashed behind him, and before he could turn his head, there was a strong blow on the back of his head With a stick, Marvell couldn't bear it and was knocked to the ground.

When he rolled his eyes, he saw the white eyeballs pointing up, looking at everyone in front of him in a daze, and then... fainted.

"Quick! Lift him up."

The troublemakers worked together to lift Marvell to the trunk, and then walked away under the horrified eyes of pedestrians.

Is this kidnapping in broad daylight?

The pedestrians who reacted looked at each other in blank dismay. Just when the green light came on, they stepped on the accelerator and left. Sometimes, one more thing is worse than one less thing.

Those people don't seem to be easy to mess with...

But don't make trouble for yourself.

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