Inherited the Qianyi Group at the beginning

Chapter 71

Smit Michael walked out of the airport with his suitcase in his hand.

A tall figure, a handsome face, shining golden hair, sunglasses, and a wallet.

Look at the entire Jiangdu sky.

"This is Hua · Is it a country?~"

Not far away, three thugs.

"Big brother, that handsome guy looks like a big-fat sheep. "

"him?"

"him!"

The three gangsters do not need to say much at all, the division of labor is clear, directly - divided into two groups.

Smit Michael waved and a taxi drove by.

I opened the door and was about to get into the car.

At this moment, the thug White Skin covered Smit Michael's eyes: "Guess who I am?"

Smit Michael was furious: "Let go!"

White Skin: "Guess who I am, let it go, and give you three chances." "

At this moment, the other two thugs were already carrying Smit Michael's suitcase, got into the taxi, and then drove away in the taxi.

Smit Michael: "Sir, if you don't let go, you're welcome." "

White skin: "Okay, I'll let it go......"

Then he let go, quickly slipped into the corner, and disappeared.

Smit Michael looked left and right, but he didn't find the white-skinned figure, and he was very angry in his heart!

Keep your head down and get ready to pick up your suitcase and get out of here.

As a result, Hand fish,

Empty.

“？？"

Catch it two more times, and it's still empty.

His face froze for a moment.

Smit Michael looked down and saw that the box was gone.

I'll push your lungs!

The contents of this box are a crucial item for him!

Without it, Michael's assassination ability would have dropped by at least several notches!

How could Smit Michael not know that he had been tricked, and quickly looked around to see the bastard who stole his treasure box, but he glanced around several times, and was stunned to find the suspect.

"it!"

Smit Michael scolded a pure Northeast dialect.

......

Burst~~~

In the manor, Ye Xuan was eating, and the movements of the international killer Smit Michael were seen, and he saw the process of Smit Michael being tricked by the local gangsters.

A mouthful of soup sprayed directly onto Ning Nanshi's face.

I'm Nima.

This international killer is too miserable, isn't it? Before he even started to pretend, he was knocked to the ground by local thugs?

You're an international killer, hey!

Ning Nanshi wiped the soup with a confused expression.

......

Smit Michael pulled his phone out of his pants pocket and dialed his team's assistant.

"Hey, Shalena, send all my props to the **......"

"Michael, didn't you bring props?" asked the other person on the phone.

Smit Michael: "......"

How do you ask me to answer this?

I can't answer that I was stolen by the master of ** as soon as I arrived**, right?

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If you knew about this, wouldn't I be very shameless?

Thinking about Smit Michael's wit, he quickly came up with a perfect excuse: "When I went through the plane security check, the box was found to be a dangerous item, so it was detained at the airport." "

The assistant Shalena did not doubt him, and said briskly: "Okay, I'll send it over in two days." "

Hanging up, Michael flagged down a taxi.

Because he was in a very unhappy mood, he urged: "Yellow-skinned monkey, hurry up and drive your car, I'm going to the hotel!"

............

Yellow-skinned monkeys?

The taxi driver's face darkened.

However, the driver did not show it on the spot and continued to drive.

Soon, we came to the main road outside the Geman Hotel.

Stop the car.

The driver smiled: "Guests go slowly." "

"Humph!" said Smit Michael, who was upset and gave the money, opened the car door.

One foot out.