Beauty's Personal Secret

Chapter 150 The second choice is very important

"Okay, should you call now?"

Seeing the killer crying here, Lin Feng frowned and said impatiently.

At this moment, he no longer controls the entire killer.

The wrist was crushed, and several ribs were broken. What ability does this guy have?

If Lin Feng wanted to kill him, it would take every minute and every second without any effort.Therefore, Lin Feng was too lazy to control this guy.

Under Lin Feng's impatient urging, the killer hesitated for a moment, it was pitiful and difficult to pick up his mobile phone, and then dialed a number!

"Hey... Jiro, how's it going? Is the mission completed? It's easy, right? I got 800 million, hahaha..."

As soon as the phone was connected, there was an obscene voice from the other end of the phone!

It seems that at this moment, the guy on the other end of the phone is in a very good mood.

800 million, this task is too simple.

However, how did he know that the corner of the mouth of the killer known as Jiro at the hotel twitched violently when he said these words?

He is a hate.

He was about to hate it.

This damn guy is an agent within the organization.Responsible for liaising with the outside world and taking some orders.

And this time, the order to kill Lin Feng was the next one for this guy.Moreover, he kindly threw it to Jiro to complete it, which is called taking care of the fellow villagers!

This fucker really took care of the fellow villagers, and he couldn't do enough to take care of her!

Damn, it's like taking care of yourself directly in the tiger's den.

At this moment, Jiro wanted to kill this damn bastard.

Taking a deep breath, Jiro said in a weak voice, "Okay, Inoue, stop talking nonsense. My mission has failed!"

Jiro said sadly.

"Ka?"

Those words stopped the laughter on the other end of the phone.

"How is it possible? Jiro, are you kidding me? How is this possible? I have information on that Lin Feng. It's just a waste of nothing. You failed? How is this possible?

By the way, could it be that you got lost in the Chinese city, drowned by those crazy crowds, and couldn't find your target? "

The man called Inoue screamed.

fail?How is this possible.The task this time can be said to be quite easy, any killer can complete it, not to mention Jiro's strength is still good.How could this fail?

Is it really because there are too many people in China that Jiro lost his way and couldn't find his target?Or are there too many thieves in Huaxia who stole Jiro's dagger?Or was he caught by Huaxia's legendary city management? "

Inoue couldn't believe it.

"asshole!"

Hearing Inoue's words, Jiro was going crazy.

"I was caught." Jiro said without tears.

"What? Could it be the city management?"

Inoue's heart skipped a beat and he asked loudly.He is depressed.

got caught?Is Huaxia's urban management really that powerful?

If this is the case, isn't his Yamato nation also in danger?

Inoue is not calm anymore.

"Bastard! No, no! Damn it, this Leng Feng, he caught me, he is Lin Feng!"

Jiro growled frantically.

Cold front and blood blade.This is a cold front and blood blade.

"Leng Feng? What cold front? How did he catch you..."

Inoue didn't seem to have turned the corner yet, his face was full of doubts: "Has Huaxia's urban management changed its name?"

"Leng Feng Blood Blade, bastard! It's Leng Feng Blood Blade. Lin Feng is Leng Feng Blood Blade!"

Jiro is going crazy!

This stupid Inoue!No wonder, no wonder his actions will fail this time.Damn it, it's hard to meet such a manager without encountering Leng Feng!

"What is the cold front blood blade... ah..."

Inoue murmured in confusion.

However, at the next moment, as if he suddenly thought of something, he screamed on the other end of the phone.

"Cold Front Blood Blade? My God! Jiro, what are you talking about? Cold Front Blood Blade? You...you are talking about Cold Front Blood Blade? This..."

He finally remembered.

Leng Feng Xue Ren... The name made Inoue's face pale in an instant.

Cold Front Blood Blade, the king of the underground world!

Lin Feng is a cold front and blood blade?this……

Inoue is also messy.Even though they are separated by thousands of miles, at this moment, he is also dripping with cold sweat.

Oh my god, he actually asked Jiro to hunt down Leng Feng Xueren?And just for a mere 800 million Huaxia coins?this……

"You...you're not joking, are you?"

Inoue swallowed hard, and asked unsteadily.

"Baga... Who was joking with you? Tell the organization about this! Leng Feng said, let the organization send him 5000 million! It's US dollars!

By the way, let Lie Yan come over in person! "

Jiro said in a low voice.

"Raging flames... 5000 million..."

Hearing Jiro's words, the corner of Inoue's mouth twitched violently again.

"Wait for me, I'll report right away!"

Taking a deep breath, the next moment, he said hastily.

This incident involved Leng Fengxueren, and Inoue was very clear about what this meant.At this moment, he couldn't keep calm!This matter is beyond his ability to handle it.So he has to report to the top.

Saying that, Inoue just hung up the phone.

"I... I'm done. Wait... our senior management will talk to you personally!"

After hanging up the phone, Jiro said to Lin Feng with a pale face.

"Well, not bad! Hehe...Since that's the case, now, you can die!"

Hearing Jiro's words, Lin Feng nodded in satisfaction!

The next moment, a cold light flashed across his eyes.

Now that I have said everything I want to say, there is no need to keep this waste.People who believe in Qian Yu know how to contact themselves, don't they?

As for this Jiro?He can die.

Hearing Lin Feng's words, Jiro's face turned pale, and his pupils shrank violently.

However, the next moment, he was lying on the ground motionless in despair!

He knew that it was useless to resist by himself.Death is necessary.

Died in the hands of Leng Feng?Is it worth it?

He closed his eyes in resignation!

It can only be said that this time, he planted a big one.

A burst of pain rushed into my mind, and the next moment, my consciousness gradually blurred.

click...

Vaguely, this time Lang seemed to hear the sound of bones breaking.This is the sound of my own bones breaking!And it's the bones of the throat.

click...

How beautiful this sound is, but how cold it is.

The world is dark, and the breath is gone.

Jiro, a relieved smile appeared on the corner of his mouth!

He is still dead.Died in the hands of Leng Feng Xueren.

Seeing that Jiro had lost any vitality, Lin Feng got up and curled his lips, revealing a sneer of disdain!

Killing him is like crushing an ant!

Death can only be said to be the result of his own making!

I can only blame him for choosing the wrong industry, choosing the wrong friend, and choosing the wrong enemy!

"Choice is very important! Especially the killer! Hehe, remember my words!"

Thinking of this, Lin Feng stood there condescendingly looking down at the cold corpse, and murmured.