Ex-wife Won't Remarry

"Do you understand?" Fang Jin fell on the last sentence and looked at several people seriously.

"Yes!" several people answered with one voice, with a loud and powerful voice.

Fang Jin flashed a satisfied color at the bottom of his eyes and looked down at his watch. It was 12 o'clock!

"Well, now let's go to dinner, have a good rest after dinner, and start action at 2 p.m. maybe we can have a safe meal for the last time before we succeed!" he slowly escaped the table and walked towards the door, with a sharp flash from the corner of his eye.

Several people looked at each other, their eyes were right, nodded together and followed up.

As time went by, the afternoon came in the blink of an eye. The temperate marine climate made the island not cold even in winter. The sun lazily shone on the sea, and the sea was even deeper and frightening.

In the Ocean Villa, Skinner wore fluffy hair and a bathrobe loosely hung on his body. He was flirting with two blonde and blue eyed hot girls who were tired of him.

"Boss!" a tall European man entered the door, came up to him and shouted respectfully in English, while behind him were three people, ragged and bloodstained. At a glance, he knew that he had just passed through a bad fight.

"What's up?!" Skinner asked directly without looking up.

"When the people below went out to sea, they found these brothers asking for help!" the man looked at the three people behind him, stepped forward a little and bit his ear at Skinner.

Skinner's eyes flashed a trace of evil, looked up at several people, "Chinese?"

Yes, these people are Fang Jin and others who have long planned.

"That's right!" Fang Jin said in fluent English, "I've heard that leader Skinner is righteous and never treats his subordinates badly. As soon as I saw him today, he really has extraordinary bearing. I don't know if the leader would like us to join the gang?"

He was covered in blood, looked embarrassed, but his tone was rebellious, his expression was calm, and his momentum was no less than that of anyone present.

Skinner narrowed his eyes dangerously. His tone was cold, but he deliberately said it in fluent Chinese.

"Since you have heard of my name, you should know that I never collect waste here, and according to your appearance, I was chased and killed by the Chinese Marines. The Chinese Marines have had a festival with me for a long time, and want to be quick after me. How can you prove you..." after stopping, he suddenly got up and stared at several people gloomily, "it's not the spy they sent!"

As soon as his voice fell, pan Zi on Fang Jin's left immediately became angry, "what do you mean?"

"Pan Zi!" Fang Jin grabbed him and shouted.

He has a thick eyebrows and big eyes, a tiger head and a tiger brain. He is really ten percent of the black people when he gets angry.

"My brothers are not sensible. Don't blame the leader!" Fang Jin swept around the people who fastened the guns, smiled faintly and looked at the bald man on the right. He nodded, walked over and offered a USB flash disk to the man who brought them up.

"To be honest, the reason why we were hunted and killed this time is because of the information in it, and the three of us were hunted by the Marines because of our maritime activities in recent years, so we are not only the leader you, but also with them!"

Skinner took the man's hand, his eyes flashed slightly, pushed away the woman, got up and walked to several people, suddenly smiled darkly, "there's only one way to prove your identity. If you can do it, join the gang? OK, no problem!"

"What method?" Fang Jin raised his eyebrows slightly.

With a gloomy smile, Skinner turned and sat back on the recliner. "It's very simple. One of the characteristics of Marines is that they care more about their brothers than their own lives. Therefore, if you can kill one of your two men with your own hands, I will believe all your words!"

As soon as he said this, he immediately handed over the gun. Pan Zi and the bald man's pupils shrank together, and Fang Jin's eyes sank. He knew that if Skinner said this, he would never change his mind. If they didn't do it, they would be killed on the spot.

"Brother, let's do it. I'm not sorry for my brother's death!" Pan Zi stepped forward and patted him on the chest.

The bald man on one side was about to speak, but when he saw Fang Jin's eyes, he pressed down his steps.

Fang Jin glanced at the crowd, and the brush reached for the gun and pointed at them.

Their eyes were dark, but their heart beat a little faster.

Skinner, however, didn't care. From time to time, he caught the grapes handed by the woman next to him.

Fang Jin's eyes lit up, his arms jerked, and the gunfire rang out. The chandelier hanging on the top of the house door not far behind Skinner broke.

"Ah!"

Then, in the screams of the two women, his arm quickly aimed at Pan Zi and fired a shot. At this moment, the pupil of the bald man around him suddenly shrank, his body flashed, and pulled pan Zi quickly. The next second, they fell to the ground fiercely, and the place where pan Zi was shot in his arm was gurgling blood.

This situation shocked everyone present. After a moment of silence, Skinner suddenly smiled on his gloomy face and clapped first.

"OK! Happy, brother is really different!" he clapped his hands and walked to Fang Jin. "Welcome to join us!"

Fang Jin's eyes flashed, the ink color at the bottom of his eyes faded slowly, threw the gun in his hand to the man aside, hooked his lips and nodded, "thank you!"

Several people finally entered the pirate organization. In the room, Fang Jin glanced at the people standing guard outside and looked at the bald man. Seeing that he shook his head confidently and solemnly, he whispered to pan Zi whose arm had been treated.

"Brother, I'm sorry!"

Pan Zi touched his head, smiled and shook his head, "it's all right, little injury!"

"Elder brother, how do you know it works?" the bald man asked him puzzled. When he saw his eyes, he probably understood what he meant.

Fang Jin hooked his lips and leaned lazily on the sofa, "Skinner is insidious, vicious and suspicious. He will try to test us by killing each other. He has a habit that the gun he used to test is often only three or four bullets, and one of these bullets must hit you. As soon as he grabbed the gun, I knew there were only three bullets in it. The reason why I went to him in advance Two shots were fired over the head, and the remaining one can escape as long as you cooperate with my time difference properly. "

"And those two shots are superficial to Skinner, and we are not easy to bully!" the bald man brightened his eyes and took his words.

Fang Jin nodded and couldn't deny it.

"Oh, enough thieves, thanks to the habit of exploding head!" Pan Zi sniffed.

"In fact, this method is very risky. If he suddenly changes his habits, maybe we'll all explain here today!" Fang Jin glanced at them and flashed in his eyes, "however, our luck has always been good!"

Pan Zi and bald man looked at each other and hooked the corners of their mouths together.

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"How's it going?"

"Sneak in!" Tang Tian looked at the man on the sofa with a faint smile.

Fu Junhao's eyes lit up and said in a deep voice, "let them be careful. What's the matter with Mo Shaochen?"

Tang Tian touched his nose, "don't worry, Mo Shaochen is much more treacherous than his father. Now Mo Wu is put down, and I'm afraid all the people who sneak into our stronghold have become his people!"

Then he stopped and said carefully, "Jun Hao, you are not afraid that he will go back on his word and bite us back. After all, Mohism has always been the opposite of us!"

"He won't!" Fu Junhao denied without doubt, and the blood color in his eyes flashed, "and that also requires him to have this ability!"

Tang Tian's eyes were dark. It seemed that he suddenly thought of something and said helplessly, "she's coming again. Don't you see?"

Fu Junhao's eyes lit up and his tone was cold, "no!"

Tang Tian nodded clearly, hesitated for a moment, and said in a deep voice, "however, looking at her appearance, it seems that she really has something to say this time!"

Fu Junhao was still expressionless. Tang Tian was helpless. He shook his head and turned to go out.

"Wait, let her in!"

As soon as he stopped at his feet, he nodded silently and went out of the door.

After a while, there was the sound of footsteps outside the door. An Englishman entered the door with a delicate woman.

"Here we are, sir!" the servant said hello and stepped back.

"You are finally willing to see me!" duruo glanced at the direction the servant left, and his eyes fell on him gloomily.

Fu Junhao slowly opened his eyes, and her sharp, icy eyes cooled her back and avoided his sight in fear.

"You'd better say something useful!"

His voice was like a glacier in the Antarctic. It was cold. Du Ruo cooled his heart, calmed down, looked up at him, "I came this time just to talk about a deal with you!"

"Ah..." Fu Junhao sneered and glanced at her mockingly, "do you think you are qualified?"

Du ruo's face changed, took a deep breath, took out his mobile phone from his bag, opened it, put it on the tea table in front of him, smiled and said, "I don't know if I'm qualified?"

Fu Junhao's eyes flashed suddenly. The old man on the screen was clearly the one who had died twenty years ago.

"Where is he?"

Du Ruo stroked his temples and smiled charmingly, "you can't find him where he is. I'm afraid I'm the only one who knows in the world!"

Then she looked at him with a smile and a fierce look in her eyes, "I can tell you where he is, but after Mo Wu is pulled down, you have to let me go!"

The blood color in Fu Junhao's eyes flashed by, and he glanced at her. Suddenly, he coldly hooked his lips and faintly spit out four words, "overestimate!"