I can see through everything

After listening to Qin Hao’s words, that grandmother was stunned.

Unexpectedly, his seemingly seamless performance.

It was so easy for the other party to see through.

How did he do it?

At this time, she still doesn’t understand.

Why can the young man in front of him know that he eats bird’s nest while watching TV?

Because it’s in a humble bottle.

The portrait behind the TV in the hotel is indeed her son.

It’s just different from what she said.

His son was one of Sa~T’s subordinates.

During one of the transports of plants, he was killed by – the official army.

Although for her also – a sad thing.

But he also has three children in Hanoi with their own jobs.

His children did not live well, they had children of their own, and they needed a lot of money to survive.

So Grandma simply came directly to Sartre’s side.

Outside the mountains, a small restaurant was opened.

In the small town outside the mountains, there are not many restaurants.

Many foreign ‘businessmen’ often go to the restaurants run by Grandma.

While opening the hotel, Grandma did something similar to a spy.

Every time you hear something useful from a conversation between customers, tell Sartre about them.

If the message is useful, there are some benefits.

Moreover, Grandma also started a black and black business.

After drinking a lot, the people who come here are not serious people.

Between them, there will be some conflicts.

In the event of any death or injury, Grandma would take the opportunity to loot their possessions for herself.

Not only that, but he also cooperated with the innkeeper opposite.

Whether it’s stealing a customer’s finances or watching someone strange and assassinating. The property obtained will also be divided between the two people.

It’s just that business on Sartre’s side seems to be very bad in recent days.

Due to the supply problems on the Naran Island, Sartre has not been in stock for several days.

In this way, more people come here to urge goods.

And for Grandma, the opportunity to make money has come again.

However, at the same time, the owner of the hotel opposite also noticed this.

Thus, the secret competition appeared.

After a few days, Grandma had already clashed with the innkeeper opposite.

And both men, like that, served Sartre.

Just yesterday, Grandma finally took the opportunity to kill the innkeeper.

Not only that, but also deceived a young man.

It was thought that the young man would follow the path she had given, enter through the cave, and finally come to the mountains.

And Po then came to Sartre. reported what happened.

Sartre sent a large number of men to guard here, and by this time it had been half a day.

But unexpectedly, Qin Hao did not come out of the hole.

Instead, it took such an amazing approach.

Not only did he eliminate most of Sartre’s men.

And now standing in front of the two.

“You old woman, go and die!”

At this time, Sartre suddenly pulled out the dagger on his waist and stabbed it directly into Grandma’s heart.

“Chief…”

Grandma’s eyes widened, never expecting Sartre to do this.

Although it is said that he is for the money.

But for many years, she kept giving Sartre news.

Many times, without her information, Sartre might be in trouble.

But today, the other party’s dagger was inserted into her heart.

Grandma regretted it a little.

At this time, she thought of his son.

Her son died for Sartre.

And now, it’s her turn.

Until she stopped breathing, the grandmother still did not close her eyes.

In this life, their mother and son may be a little tired of living.

“Boy, are you from Nalan Island?”

Turning around, Sutter looked at Qin Hao.

At this time, although he did not have a gun in his hand, he seemed to be calm.

At least, the boss of more than ten years is not for nothing.

Doing this line of work, there have long been plans to die.

It’s just that this day is just a matter of early morning.

But Sartre wanted to know who the young man on the other side was.

Who was able to break through Grandma’s trap so that he did not come out of the cave.

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And who was able to throw a grenade from a distance of more than two hundred meters and wipe out most of his men.

Moreover, the accuracy of rifle shooting of more than two hundred meters is comparable to that of shooting champions.

However, Sartre did not consider Qin Hao to be a soldier.

At least, no military man will be as powerful as the young man in front of him.

Even the special forces of the state are impossible.

Before this, Sartre was not unencountered.

At this moment, he knew he had lost.

More than ten years of glory seem to have come to an end.

But he wants to know who the person who ended everything about himself is.

And in his head, it seems that there are only people from Nalan Island.

At least, he saw that Qin Hao in front of him was yellow-skinned.

…………………..

“You guessed it.”

Looking at Sartre in front of him, Qin Hao said lightly.

“I’m from Nalan Island, that’s right.”

Listening to Qin Hao’s words, Sartre nodded slowly, his guess was correct.

“But what I want to tell you is that I am now the owner of Nalan Island.”

“And that Larkin you contacted before just took advantage of my absence to do some business with you.”

“But, I’m back now. Nalan Island is my territory, there is no doubt about that. ”

Pouting, Qin Hao felt as if he had said something too much.

But for a dying person, telling him more is nothing.

After all, Qin Hao was not such a stingy person.

“It turns out that you are the island owner, I see.”

Listening to Qin Hao’s words, Sartre was abrupt.

After doing business with the other party for so long, how could Sartre not know the situation on Nalan Island.

Five years ago, Naran Island was not like that.

At that time, it was an old man who was a butler.

However, the other party is not the real master of Nalan Island.

And the owner of the island, there are other people.

It is said that the existing inhabitants of the island worship the owner, which Sartre had heard about before.

It’s just that he didn’t expect that now he actually met the real owner of Nalan Island.

“Now, it’s time for me to ask you a question.”

Looking at Sartre, who was a little shocked, Qin Hao smiled. _

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