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Chapter 1962

Although it is already early in the morning, the security forces in this wealthy area have always been 24 hours a day. In addition, the 360-degree surveillance surrounding it is 360 degrees without blind spots. Unauthorized ordinary people want to enter, so they are simply

An impossible thing.

However, Nei Saito and others are not ordinary people.

Not long after, a blonde man walked out of the villa area.

The man walked to Nishi Saitoji, and the two sides looked at each other. After confirming the other's identity information, the man took out an identity card and handed it to Nishi Saitoji.

“138 Centre Avenue, Beverly Hills.”

After the man left such a sentence, he immediately walked towards the city of Los Angeles without saying a word of nonsense.

After taking the identity card, Saitoji Nei didn't look at the direction of the man's departure, and gave a wink at his three subordinates, and then the group walked straight towards the security door of the villa area.

As soon as I arrived at the door, a team of security guards immediately walked out.

Although they are security guards, they are completely different from domestic security guards.

Each of these security guards was retired from the military service of professional troops or police agents, and each of them was live ammunition and had a burly figure.

The owners of Beverly Hills have to invest no less than US$100,000 each year in order to maintain the security of these people.

The price is outrageous, and it also brings the world's top-level residential security services.

"Please show your ID."

Two big men of black race walked up to Saitoji and said with a look of alertness and vigilance.

Nishi Saitoji took out the identity card he had just obtained before and handed it to this black man.

After scanning with a machine, the black man glanced at Saito and let the road go.

Nishi Saitoji led his three subordinates to go straight in, followed Beverly Hills Central Street, found No. 138, and then opened the door of the villa with his ID card and walked in.

The four of them went straight to the top floor, and finally there was an expression on Saitoji's face.

It was a look of hideous resentment and madness.

He looked at the villa with the curtains not far away with locked doors and said in neon words: "Li Jin lives here."

"Come on tonight?" asked a subordinate.

Shaking his head, Nishi Saito said: "The security force here is too strong. Once we take action, we will definitely be surrounded within three minutes if we are noticed, so this is not the best choice."

"According to information, Li Jin will not stay here for too long. Let's wait until tomorrow to see if he will come out tomorrow. Once he steps out of the villa area, it will be his death."

"But just in case, the four of us took turns tonight. We must not let Li Jin run away under our noses."

The three subordinates nodded at the same time and responded respectfully: "Hayi!"

Li Jin is not a god, so naturally he could not know that there were four people waiting to take their lives in the villa next door.

After he and Huo Anlan had a quarrel for a while, the two of them hugged each other and fell asleep.

The next day, Li Jin...don't even leave the bed.

The same is true for Huo Anlan.

If you are hungry, you can find something that is easy to cook. If you are thirsty, you will find drinks and mineral water in the refrigerator.

Both of them knew that separation was right in front of them, and today was Huo Anlan's birthday, so they were just in bed and joking around all day.

Until dusk, the intense and hot room fell into silence with Huo Anlan's soft cry.

There were only the heavy breathing sounds of two people left in the room, and the special smell of men and women was everywhere in the air.

"I understood a truth from this day and one night."

Li Jin took the tissue and handed it to Huo Anlan to wipe it, and similar tissues were already thrown everywhere on the floor under the bed.

"Only the exhausted cows, no broken fields."

"vulgar!"

Huo Anlan angrily said, and after helping him and Li Jin clean up, he lay on the bed, blinked his eyes and looked at Li Jin, teasing: "Are you begging for mercy?"


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