At night, Jin, who was sleeping in bed, was awakened by the ringtone of his cell phone.

As a noble upper class person!

A mobile phone is simply not enough to satisfy Jin Bing’s identity!

He has three cell phones.

For work, for private use, for emergency situations.

The time sounded, and it was undoubtedly used for the emergency situation.

He got up, Jin in his pajamas and walked outside the bedroom before answering the phone.

He doesn't want to wake up his lover.

The phone was connected, but no sound appeared on the side that was supposed to speak.

"Wei, is it you?"

Before answering the phone, Jin saw that the number he called was Wesley's.

Wesley wouldn't do that.

Something happened to him.

Jin did not analyze too much, but just guessed the results based on intuition and guessing.

You should inform your subordinates to go to Wesley's safe house together!

Others didn't know where Wesley's safe house was, so Jin Geng knew of course. Moreover, Wesley took the initiative to invite him to visit, but Ke Jin didn't go, and Ke Jin Geng still knew about the room.

Just as I was about to hang up the phone, I turned around and went out with my clothes, but a sound came out on the phone at this time.

“Here'sjohnny!”

Immediately put my phone back in my ears and walked out of the room faster.

Someone talks with him, which means that the other party is likely to have some plans, so Wesley is likely to be alive!

The primary purpose now is to delay time!

"I'm Jin Bing. If nothing unexpected happens, you should have come to find me."

Jin Bing himself knew very well that in most cases any problems that arise in the "whole company" would ultimately be his problem.

Wesley's work is not easy to make enemies with such people. There is no doubt that Wesley is just a bargaining chip that forces himself to appear.

"I'll tell you first, the final result you will face." Wilson Fisk never accepts threats!

"I will find you, yes, I will find you! This process will not be too fast or too slow. You will spend every second of your life in fear!"

"Anyone you can see will be my eyes! Your family! Your friends! They will betray you!"

"Because they fear me!"

"Escape! Bitch! Escape to the mouse cave in the deep mountains!"

"I will pull you out of the hole with my own hands! Break your mouth! Burn every inch of your skin with fire! Then hang your dark and tattered skull in front of Wei's tombstone!"

"Did you hear it? If you kill Wei, this will be your end!"

Kim Bing gave Lyon a systematic and friendly advice in a low and hoarse tone.

He wrote down a string of addresses with one hand and handed them to the guard who had just heard the sound. He pinched his head with his big hand and pulled him in front of him.

"Leave it to the Bull Eye." Jin whispered: "He knows what to do."

Let go of the trembling little brother, Jin waved: "Go!"

At this time, another sound came from the cell phone that had been holding in my hand.

"Oh! So you are also a part-time fortune teller!"

The sound was filled with a sense of surprise.

"Then can you help me find the underwear I lost last week!"

The voice became serious again: "To be honest, I especially like those underwear. Is it my zodiac year?"

Jin Bing held back and did not crush his phone.

He wants to crush that guy's head even more now!

The sound rang again.

"Then... guess~ guess whether Wesley is dead, dead, or dead!"

A squeaking sound.

Jin Bing felt that he was about to be unable to bear it.

"Hahaha... you'd better have no relatives or reason, otherwise, you'll regret why you have friends! Have family!"

Jin Bing could not resist roaring loudly at the beginning, but the last few words were getting harder and harder, and finally shouted loudly.

Usually at this time, Wesley would wait for Jin Bing to be less angry, so he would come out to raise a topic and a question.

Jin Bing also tacitly exposed the anger, and both of them were tacitly understood.

But now, the problem is that the person who can let him control himself, remind him to be awake all the time, and make him remember his great dreams and career is the person who is trapped and caught.

"Hahahahaha, just a little joke~ Well. I'm not dead yet. But I promise you that you can't see him. He will die, and will die alone."

"Die at your own home, and you, will you witness this moment. Surprise?"

Kat...

The fragile phone was finally crushed by Jin and.

"The car is downstairs, and Mr. Bulleye is already on the road." The smart man stepped forward and reported to Jin.

He looked at him coldly and said nothing. The little leader quickly lowered his head and retreated. Jin silently went back to the house and changed into clothes.

Several small leaders heard Jin Bing say some comforting words in the room, with a gentle tone that they could not imagine, and would say it from Jin Bing.

Several people looked at the ears, noses, and hearts, and wished they had no ears.

Soon, Jin Bing came out in a suit, walked through the crowd without saying a word, and walked in front of him. Everyone hurriedly followed behind him and came out one after another.

...

Lyon looked down at his phone, and his beeping busy voices were heard in the quiet room.

"Mr. Wesley, your employer doesn't seem to care much about your life! You seem to be overestimating yourself."

Wesley was crying so hard that he was not a human, but just murmured: Please...

He also knew in his heart that he must be doomed today.

But even ants live in secret, how many people can face death calmly, especially because they have a great youth and a lot of money.

At the beginning, Lyon really thought about how he would not let someone like Wesley die too quickly, and thought about how he would pay such a price for what he did!

But now seeing this person like this, he doesn't have such thoughts anymore. A repeater who only knows how to beg for mercy has collapsed at the psychological level.

At this time, Lyon didn't want his life anymore, and even hoped that he would live for a hundred years!

"Well, infertility, are there many children and grandchildren? That's the reason! Then you..."

call out!!

Something flew over, and Lyon's current physical strength also added a lot to the five senses.

Agile short body avoided.

It's a...nail!

Bull's eye is here.

Before I could think more, the sound of sounds kept ringing.

The glass in the window was broken. Those who didn't know thought that someone was shooting a machine gun outside!

He grabbed Wesley and blocked him, and his agitated sound turned into a puff sound.

After a while, looking down, Wesley was already dead.

Compared with Wesley now, three swords and six holes, it's really a slight silly.

There are twenty holes on the front and back sides!

Lyon threw Wesley, who had already been cold, and shouted loudly at the outside, "Who threw the firecrackers! Mr. Wesley and I are having tea!"

"Damn it! Mr. Wesley? Mr. Wesley!!"

"Which one who killed thousands of swords threw a nail and stabbed Mr. Wesley to death!"

Outside the house, there was silence.

Ps: Go back to my hometown in the countryside, clean up the house for my grandparents, change the light bulbs, make dumplings, and make all the troubles. I have to visit relatives from house to house. I will try my best to keep updating these days.
Chapter completed!