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Chapter 302 Two People 2000 Million

A man in a black windbreaker wore a black peaked cap and a black mask, and wrapped himself up tightly. Walking in this picturesque sun, he looked particularly strange. He seemed to want others to recognize his face. , so this action is taken.

The man showed her small eyes and looked around, and found that there was no suspicious person, so he got into a silver van.

After getting in the car, the man took off his mask and breathed heavily.

"Damn it, it's really boring to wear a mask." The man started swearing as soon as he took off his mask. He took out a box of cigarettes on his body, and put the lighter directly in the box.

With a "crack" sound, he lit the lighter, lit his own cigarette skillfully, and started smoking in the narrow van. Tan Hui's skilled movements showed that this man's smoking history was definitely not short.

"I said, just make a phone call on your mobile phone, you still have to meet up and talk about it." The man's face was a little displeased, he seemed to be very disgusted that someone called him out early in the morning, just to say Just a few words, "You are troublesome."

"I can't say these things on the phone, so as not to reveal them." The source of the voice came from a man in the driver's seat. His voice was a little hoarse. He also expressed the same seriousness, as if he didn't want others to see it. his look.

Because it was a bit choking, the man opened the window slightly to allow some air to circulate in the narrow space.Since Song Danhui entered the cell, he seldom smokes anymore.

"Tell me, who are those two people?" The man in the black windbreaker couldn't sit still, he didn't fit in this small place.

The man sitting in the driver's seat handed over two photos, a man and a woman.

"It's the two people above, killing each of them for 1000 million."

It turned out to be 1000 million?If there are two people, wouldn't that be 2000 million?
The man in the black windbreaker was holding these two photos, a little unbelievable. He had to look at the man in the driver's seat, and he looked very ordinary in his clothes, not like a rich man with 2000 million yuan.

He looked at the man in the driver's seat suspiciously.

That's why the man felt that the people behind him were looking at him, and he saw the man's puzzled expression through the rearview mirror directly in front of him, so he raised the corner of his mouth and smiled mockingly, and handed it over again, a piece of paper Cheque.

The male character was dubious, but this check suddenly found that the sign of 1000 million was printed on it. After repeating it over and over again, he found that there were indeed seven zeros behind it, which was correct.

The man in the black windbreaker smiled and put the check in his arms.

"Tell me, who are these two people?"

After accepting the money, everything was easy to handle.

"One is the prince of the Shen Group and the captain of the Huangchen E-sports team, and the other is the new president of the Lu Group - Lu Mi."

"Two people are 1000 million each, and there is only 2000 million left in total. I just gave you 1000 million as a deposit. After the matter is completed, I will give you another 1000 million."

The temptation of money made the man in the black windbreaker want to move.

But the man in the black windbreaker still hesitated. After all, the status of these two people was either rich or noble, and it was difficult to harm them.

However, 2000 million is too tempting, which made the man in the black windbreaker unable to grasp it. After thinking for a long time, the man in the black windbreaker still accepted the job. Although the task this time was very difficult, he I believe that as long as I am careful, I can still complete this task.

After all, the prince of the Shen Group is just the future heir, not the real heir, and Lu Mi is just the president of a small Lu Group, so he can't make much trouble at all.

Thinking about it this way, everything becomes a lot easier.

"No problem, give me a week, and I will show you a satisfactory result."

"Okay, I'm looking forward to the result you give me, but you have to remember, I want her to die." When the man in the driver's seat uttered the last word, it was obvious that he exuded a kind of With a sinister aura, it seems that the man sitting in the driver's seat has a deep hatred for Shen Zhongchen and Lu Mi.

"I know that. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first." The man in the black windbreaker put on his mask again. He had already finished smoking the cigarette, and he skillfully flicked off the last little fireworks left.

"That man, save me a life." The man in the driver's seat thought for a while, and spared Shen Zhongchen's life first, after all, his life still has some effect.

After opening the doors of the vans of these two colors, the man in the black windbreaker got out of the car. He looked around and found that there was no one there, so he left with peace of mind.

After all, he has to prepare for the next thing. Not everyone in this world is capable of killing the heir of the Shen Group and the president of the Lu Group.

2000 million is actually a bit cheap to buy their lives, but helplessly, that man can only afford 2000 million.

After the man in the black windbreaker left, the man in the driver's seat escaped from his pocket with a picture of a woman in the wallet.

The woman in the photo turned out to be Song Danhui. I didn't expect this man to have any relationship with Song Danhui.

The man's rough fingers touched the photo lightly, and there was a doting aura in his eyes, and his fierce brows suddenly became peaceful.

He was still talking to himself: "Xiaohui, don't worry, I will definitely avenge you."

"As for Lingling, I will let that man marry her. Although he is not good enough for our Linlin, who will make our Linlin like him? It's really cheap for that little bastard."

"I'll let them have a wedding then."

"Xiaohui, don't worry, I will definitely help you, I won't just let you go to prison for nothing, and those who hurt you will be punished.

The man sitting in the driver's seat put Song Danhui's photo into his wallet again, hiding it in the deepest corner of the photo, as if this photo never existed.

Because he is invisible, he can't reveal his identity.

(End of this chapter)