Rebirth of the Super Prince

"Hmph, I knew it was meaningless to kill a few people casually. For both of them, there are 1 excuses to get rid of guilt."

After Rachel put down the phone, he was not at all disappointed by the indifference of the Rothschild family and the indifference of the Morgan family.

"However, you may not even think that this is just an appetizer before the meal."

Rachel sneered again and again, clapped his hands and said, "Bring him in."

"Go in!"

The big white man who had been keeping a cold face pushed the young man who was one head shorter than him directly, and he was not angry when he saw the young man fall at Rachel's feet. On the contrary, he said flatteringly: "Mr. Rachel ,Hello."

Rachel looked down at the young man kneeling in front of him with those mocking eyes. This young man is an out-and-out Hong Kong native, and his English level is quite good. Of course, he has an identity, that is, Hong Kong Lin The little leader of the family is valued by Lin Xiaoyu's number one horse boy.

"Tell me everything you know." Rachel ignored the young man's begging, walked to the wine cabinet indifferently, and poured half a glass of red wine by himself.

"The thing is like this. According to the few people you described, I have seen them all. They all died in a villa."

Feeling the coldness in Rachel's eyes, the young man shivered in fright, and hurriedly said: "By the way, I was sent to deal with these corpses. Of course, I didn't know it before I went, and I didn't know it." Knowing that the bags contained dead bodies."

"Then you still have the guts to say you've seen those people?" Rachel didn't say anything, but the big white man pulled out his gun, loaded it, and shot you as if he was dishonest.

The young man turned pale with fright, and hurriedly said, "No, Mr. Rachel, please listen to my explanation."

"Say." Rachel frowned, then looked at the big white man and said, "Put the gun away first."

When the big white man put away his gun, the young man breathed a sigh of relief, and then said: "I am greedy for money, and if I do this kind of thing, even if I can't see what is in the bag, I know it must be a corpse. In the past, I I often went to dig up the corpses to make some money from the dead, and after secretly remembering the place where the corpses were buried that day, I rented a car at night and returned to the original place with a shovel on my back.”

"You have real talent." The white bodyguard said suddenly, but he looked at the young man with contempt and disgust.

"Let him continue." Rachel waved his hand.

"Although I try not to look at these corpses, I only care about the money and jewelry in these body bags, but since all of these people are blond foreigners, I am more impressed. The most impressive one is Mr. Rachel The person you mentioned, the one with a scorpion tattooed on the left half of his face, almost scared me to death that night."

The young man rubbed his chest with lingering fear, looking very involved in the drama, and he didn't know if he was really scared or pretended to be.

"Okay, I see, you can go." Rachel said casually.

The young man stood up with a dry smile, and then stretched out his hand obediently. Rachel frowned, knowing that the young man was asking him for a reward, he immediately smiled and said to the white bodyguard: "Give him the money."

The young man was overjoyed when he heard the words, but as soon as he turned around, he was faced with a precise chokehold by the white bodyguard. The young man who was strangled by the neck could not move. With a slight effort on his neck, there was only a click, and the young man fell to the ground with fear and disbelief in his eyes.

The white bodyguard clapped his hands with a calm face, while Rachel frowned, took out a handkerchief to cover his nose with some disgust, waved his hand and said, "Get someone to clean it up, and change the room for me."

After the young man's body was removed, Rachel, who was sitting alone in the room, said with a sinister smile, "Ye Jun, Ye Jun, it seems that I still underestimate you. Crocker should have died in the same place." Is it in your hand? Presumably, you still hate me now? I never thought that I would be deceived by you too. If I hadn’t deliberately tried again and exposed such a thing I didn’t know, I’m afraid even I would have been deceived by you. Cheated."

Rachel drank the wine in his hand, then his whole face sank, and he muttered to himself: "Death to two little-known little people, of course, can't make any tricks. Originally, I planned to do it again." Kill two people with more important identities. However, if you are killed, the bastards of the Rothschild family and the Morgan family will all have to keep silent."

Suddenly, a white bodyguard appeared without anyone noticing. He stood behind Rachel and said calmly, "Mr. Rachel, are you going to do it now?"

"Are you sure?" Rachel said casually, "I heard that Ye Jun is very popular with women, and the two women who followed him were once killers."

"It's nothing more than some unworthy little people. In normal times, I don't even bother to kill such little people." The white man held a sharp saber in his hand.

"I paid a lot of money to invite you here, just to let you solve my problems. As long as you do well the tasks I entrusted, I promise that from now on, I will not treat you badly. Since Crocker is dead, in the future, You will take his place."

Rachel thought he was sure of the white bodyguard, but he didn't notice the white bodyguard standing behind him. He frowned inadvertently, and a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, but he still said calmly: "I understand, thank you, Mr. Rachel, for giving me the answer." This job."

"Ye Jun, Ye Jun, I was the one who absorbed you in, I didn't expect that it was me who got rid of you." Rachel had a cold smile on his face.

Because of the two shootings, the haze over the gambling masters of various countries is getting heavier and heavier. At present, the Governor of Australia is personally involved in this matter. Hong Kong City and the Mainland, including the international community, have also reported these two vicious incidents.Some people proposed to call off this World Drug King Contest, suspecting that the two shootings were related to those transnational criminal groups. Of course, there are also many uninvited speculations from the people, anyway, people say what they say.

Ye Jun naturally had nothing to do and had a rare rest. He lay comfortably on the sofa watching TV, while Cheryl was peeling an apple beside him. It seemed like a lingering scene between lovers, but in fact, the two had never After waking up, he didn't speak, and the atmosphere was indescribably weird.

All of this started from Ye Jun's sudden absurd feeling of being watched. Since he has the talent of the "sixth sense", he has a great grasp of this feeling, so he immediately took out a pen and paper, and in a dead corner I wrote a note and put it in front of the dresser in the bathroom.

After Cheryl woke up, she planned to say hello to Ye Jun, but found that Ye Jun's expression was not quite right, so she planned to ask after washing up.

But Cheryl, who walked out of the bathroom, suddenly became very weird. She first ran back to the room and changed into a set of clothes that were not too revealing, and then sat quietly on the sofa.

Ye Jun's face was extremely gloomy, because he didn't even know when someone had installed a monitoring device in the room. This feeling was quite absurd, and he could only attribute it to the fact that it was when he went out to dinner with Cheryl last night , Someone sneaked in and installed surveillance equipment.

"Who will it be?"

This was the question that flashed through Ye Jun's mind the most. He had tried many, many imaginary enemies, but there were absolutely few people who could enter and leave the Lisboa Hotel casually, and at the same time easily enter his room and successfully install monitoring equipment. And very little.

There is a thought that Ye Jun doesn't want to think about, but in fact he can't let himself not think about it, that is, Rachel.

Because there is no doubt that Rachel is the only one who has the opportunity to do this kind of thing. However, Ye Jun definitely did not want to appreciate the hearty hand-to-hand fight between him and Cheryl on the bed when he installed the monitoring equipment here. .

Unless it is absolutely necessary, Ye Jun is absolutely unwilling to go against the direct descendants of the Rockefeller family, but this time, Ye Jun hesitated.

If Rachel wanted to kill him or frame him, Ye Jun believed that he would never catch him without a fight, even if he went against the Rockefeller family, a bug-level giant, Ye Jun would not be afraid.

It's just that Ye Jun still can't let go of the power that is at his fingertips. Although this power is based on Rachel's emotions, why doesn't Ye Jun regard Rachel as a springboard?

At this moment, Ye Jun suddenly felt a warning sign, he stood up abruptly, and winked at Cheryl inadvertently.

Cheryl was a little ignorant at first, but she soon came to her senses, and suddenly lay down on the sofa as if reflexively, and Ye Jun also took advantage of the situation and walked towards Cheryl.

Snapped!

A muffled gunshot sounded, and at the same time, Ye Jun read softly: "Time lag..."

For a moment, everything around was silent, as if frozen in time, Ye Jun could feel Cheryl's eyelashes slowly stretching, and at the same time, his fingers suddenly placed on his head, and with a little force, they clamped got a thing.

It's bullets!

Ye Jun's eyes burst out with anger and madness, he suddenly closed his eyes, put the bullets into the bag, and at the same time used the active talent 'Finger', and cut lightly towards the head.

Immediately, blood stained Ye Jun's arm red, and he also took advantage of the situation to press on Cheryl. Before he could feel the amazing elasticity and softness from Cheryl's full chest, the effect of time lag completely disappeared. Because Ye Jun came into contact with Cheryl.

"What's wrong with you! God!" Cheryl screamed.

Ye Jun didn't say anything, didn't even move, his hands just kept holding his head, and pressed firmly on Cheryl's body.

Although Ye Jun is pretending to be dead, taking advantage of Cheryl, and even secretly calculating the size of Cheryl's bust, cup size, fat content and other unpredictable mathematical problems, but these Cheryl are I don't know, because she also heard gunshots, so she took it for granted that Ye Jun had been shot in the head.

At this moment, she was full of panic and fear, and she didn't bother to care whether Ye Jun had taken advantage of her. She raised the microphone while screaming, completely ignoring whether a bullet would shoot in from the window at any time.

In fact, when Ye Jun weighed the fullness of Cheryl's chest, he did not forget to observe the surrounding situation to ensure that Cheryl would not be silenced.

When the sound of chaotic footsteps resounded all around, Ye Jun knew that it was safe now, at least, for Cheryl, it was safe.

It may be that some medical staff wanted to check his injury, but they also wanted to pull his hand away, but Ye Jun was covering his head tightly from the beginning to the end, and Cheryl on the side kept screaming to save him quickly. He, save him quickly, and so on, so the medical staff didn't insist in the end. After confirming that Ye Jun still seemed to have a heartbeat, he immediately proposed to use a stretcher to carry Ye Jun away and send him to the hospital for first aid as soon as possible.

Just as Ye Jun was being carried downstairs by a group of security guards, doctors, and nurses who were full of nervousness and even panic, Rachel put down the binoculars in his hand at another window sill, and said grimly, "Go to the hospital and ask, if This kid died on the operating table, so forget it. If he is not dead, you know what to do."

"I understand." The white bodyguard nodded. After speaking, he turned sullenly, turned around and opened the door to leave.