My wife wants to divorce me every day

Chapter 399

Heaven will be pleasantly surprised, but so.

The two of them took what Hua Jin handed over, and their joy was beyond words.

The anti-drug incident ten years ago was a big one, but almost everyone with ears knew about it. The main reason was that Huajin was too high-profile back then.

Huajin has gained popularity with one move, thanks to this anti-drug case.

At that time, the harm caused by R9 had a wide range of influence and a large area of ​​damage. The police from many countries and the Interpol teamed up to investigate through many aspects, and finally took down such a drug nest.

Before the two Interpol came over, they were still a little nervous. After all, they hadn’t seen King for many years. Even if the other party was still so reliable, she was the one who impatiently blew up the entire drug den. El's police confronted each other, and it was embarrassing for Interpol to be caught in the middle.

In fact, it is true that they are dissatisfied with Gavin and Noel's constant bickering, but they also know that once the matter escalates into an international dispute, it will be even more difficult to resolve.

Unexpectedly, after entering Noel, King gave them such a big gift, which directly solved the plight of Interpol.

"Don't worry, with this, our people can come in openly, and don't need to argue with their police anymore." The other said with a smile.

Hua Jin looked at the sky, and it was still early for the time she set. The two people in front of him had arrived earlier, and Hua Jin said unambiguously, "I can't let you come here in vain. When the big troops come, I guess the people inside will be there." People also ran away, it’s okay, let the local police help you a little.”

The two of them didn't understand how to get the local police to help, when they heard a burst of explosion, and the pharmaceutical company building not far away was billowing with smoke.

The two of them were dumbfounded. Hua Jin directly blew up his lair, which was almost the same as the last time he blew up the drug lair.

Noel couldn't do anything else, but the speed of the police dispatch was really fast. Hua Jin and the others didn't have to wait for 5 minutes before they heard the sound of a police car approaching from far away.

In the middle of the night, apart from the drug makers and the security guards, there was no one working overtime. Before Hua Jin left, he dropped bombs in every inconspicuous corner of the building. The power wasn't too great, but it could cause chaos, even if it really hurt people. People, at most, are eliminating harm for the people, Hua Jin has no psychological burden.

"The drug-making group inside was broken by me. Even if they wanted to transfer them, they would have to spend a lot of effort. There was also a little miscellaneous fish who escaped back then. I tied them up and threw them into the cabinet. In the reference room on the [-]th floor, if you bring people out, they won't be able to stop you anymore." Hua Jin said slowly.

"I still have something to do, so I won't be here to accompany you. It is estimated that the person in charge of the pharmaceutical company will come later, so you can figure it out." Hua Jin bypassed them and was about to drive away.

"Where are you going?" one of them asked, "Do you need our help?"

"No need, it's a personal matter." Hua Jin smiled gracefully.

But the two Interpol suddenly shivered, remembering the last time Hua Jin laughed like this, it was when they cooperated to fight against the smuggling gang.

"Then you are busy, contact us when you need us." The two said politely.

It has been more than an hour since Achill left. The Prophet was supposed to rest, but he was tossing and turning in bed, flustered so badly that he could only sit up and go downstairs to pour himself a glass of whiskey.

The entire villa was extremely quiet. Because the Prophet had a secret, there was no one else in the villa after he fell asleep. Even his most trusted bodyguard, Asa, lived in the bodyguard apartment outside the villa.

He put three ice cubes in his glass and poured half a glass of wine before going upstairs to his room with the glass.

The Prophet did not turn on the lights, and the entire villa was surrounded by patrolling bodyguards, surrounding the villa like an iron barrel, so there was no need to worry about safety issues at all.

Moreover, he had already removed his disguise. It would not be good if he turned on the lights and then brought in the bodyguards from outside.

Maybe it was this thought that made him relax his vigilance, so when he returned to the room, he didn't find that there was another person in the room.

"Drinking in the middle of the night is bad for your health, Prophet."

The playful female voice suddenly sounded, making the prophet tremble in fright, and the wine glass in his hand almost fell to the ground.

Then the alarm sounded in his mind, and the prophet quickly recovered from the panic, and was about to touch the switch on the wall.

"Don't be impulsive in the end. You look like you are not suitable to meet your bodyguards."

There was a smile in that voice, but the Prophet could hear the bad intentions.

From the two sentences of the other party, the prophet knew at least a little bit. The other party knew his true appearance and age, and he was exposed.

"Who are you and what do you want?" The Prophet calmed down, put down his hands, and began to negotiate terms with the other party.

The darkest moment before dawn slowly passed, the sky turned fish belly white, through the hazy light, the prophet saw a girl sitting on the chair directly opposite the door of the room, holding a handful of Lolok firmly in her hand, The muzzle of the swarthy gun was facing him, and a silencer was installed on it, which was a standard assassination configuration.

The Prophet looked at the girl sitting on the chair with a bit of whitening sunlight, and always felt that she looked familiar.

He has a problem. When looking at people, he doesn't look at the face first. Because he himself is a master of disguise, so when looking at a person, he first looks at the other person's body and bones.

This way of judging people is much more accurate than simply judging faces. After all, faces can be disguised, but everyone's body is different.

Even though the girl was sitting, he still felt that the girl looked familiar.

Hua Jin has good eyesight, so he can naturally see the confusion in the prophet's eyes.

But she didn't say anything, but asked kindly: "Don't you want to drink?"

The prophet suddenly felt that the wine glass in his hand weighed a thousand catties. If anyone could drink with a big heart on such an occasion, he was afraid that when he picked up the wine glass, the other party would directly burst his heart.

"You can rest assured that I won't take the opportunity to sneak attack." Hua Jin smiled sweetly, looking very convincing, "Didn't you go downstairs to find a drink because you couldn't sleep? What were you worried about?" ?Achille or your drug company?"

The face of the Prophet changed slightly. To be able to achieve this position, it is impossible to be a fool. He immediately thought of something and said, "It's you!"

Hua Jin smiled and said, "Yeah, I have to do something first to divert someone's attention. This is called breaking each other."

"Who are you?" asked the Prophet, his expression calm if ignoring his fingers gripping the wine glass.

If they can blow up their drug factory, the people in front of them are not simply seeking money, power or revenge.

Hua Jin seemed to have just remembered such an important matter and didn't say anything. He looked sorry, "I forgot to introduce myself, my name is Jin."

"Jin?" The Prophet passed the sound in his mouth first. However, foreigners always speak Mandarin a little stiffly, so it sounds a bit like "King".

When he read it for the second time, it was the pronunciation of "King".

Then, the prophet's face changed completely.

(End of this chapter)