Since Nalan Tongtong studied abroad, Yang Chen often came to London and stayed many times.
This was a bustling city that left him with beautiful memories but also made him feel sad. After getting off the plane, he walked out of the airport hall, got into the Rolls-Royce that picked him up, and admired the familiar street scenes and buildings through the car window.
, it is inevitable to miss people after seeing things, and miss Nalan Tongtong who has no news. He took out his mobile phone and dialed Nalan Tongtong’s number, but still could not get through.
Yang Chen sighed and put away his cell phone.
In the passenger seat, Matthews, the head of Blackstone's London branch, turned around and began to describe the reasons why the police rounded up Alves. Although the London police deliberately downplayed the case and conducted an internal investigation, news still leaked out.
The cause of the incident was that Alves was arrested for hiding drugs, selling drugs, and concealing arms. Yang Chen felt that it was strange that he was hiding arms. This was true, but hiding drugs and selling drugs was obviously framed.
Yang Chen was silent in thought.
Matthews continued: "Alves escaped from Wimbledon Police Station and called Meiji to tell Meiji that someone was eyeing Erya and trying to take advantage of Erya."
"Having an idea for Erya?" Yang Chen frowned.
Matthews nodded and said: "Although this is Alves's guess, it is not impossible, because before the accident, Erya kicked a boy in school who often bullied her inhumanely."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier when this happened?" Yang Chen asked Matthews with narrowed eyes, a sinister aura bursting out from his body.
Matthews was daunted and blamed himself: "I was derelict in my duty. I thought it was a trivial matter and I didn't need to alarm you."
"Little thing?" Yang Chen glanced at the smart-aleck Matthews, stared out the car window, and asked indifferently: "Have you checked the boy's family background?"
"The boy's father, Otto Rank, runs the family business and is involved in telecommunications, oil refining, media, and many other fields. He has a close relationship with the current Prime Minister. He is quite powerful in the UK. It is not an exaggeration to say that he has hands and eyes." Matthews cautiously said.
Answer, for fear that the answer given may not satisfy the boss who has a strong aura.
Yang Chen said coldly: "If it really has something to do with him, I would like to see how this Otto Rank has great hands and eyes."
The important person who killed the Arctic Fox and his plans for Erya all touched the bottom line of Yang Chen's tolerance. No matter who the culprit was, he would never be merciful.
Even if I am the King of Heaven, I will still kill you.
The rapid growth of the Arctic fox has something to do with his barbaric style of killing those who stand in his way and those who oppose him.
The Rolls-Royce traveled through the city of London and arrived at the manor-style villa in the suburbs. This is Meiji's house in the UK and is worth a lot of money.
The car parked in front of the villa, and Meiji Erya came out to greet her.
"Brother Yang Zi..." Erya threw herself into Yang Chen's arms regardless. This girl and Yang Chen hadn't been together for long, but in her heart, Brother Yang Zi was as close a relative as her brother.
Yang Chen gently caressed the top of Erya's head, with mixed feelings. He recalled the first time he met Erya, a small, isolated and poor mountain village, a house with drafts on all sides, a few pigs under the house, and a bare family. At that time, Erya was only ten years old.
The one-year-old little girl bears the responsibility of supporting the family alone.
Looking back now, I still feel sad. This is the reason why Yang Chen loves Erya so much. He stared at Erya and said with emotion: "Brother, I have wronged you."
Erya shook her head and said: "Brother Yang Zi, how can you say that? My life is so good. If the people in the village knew about it, they would be jealous to death. They just miss you, my brother, and my mother."
"Okay, okay." Yang Chen chuckled.
The sexy and cool Mei Ji stared at Yang Chen at this moment, lamenting that this domineering man who was aloof and cruel, turned out to have a tender side.
"Brother Yang Zi, Master Alves died because of me." Erya mentioned Alves, showing deep sadness, with tears in his eyes and clenched fists.
"Brother will avenge Alves." Yang Chen's words were almost like a vow. He took Erya's soft little hand and walked towards the villa. Meiji, who was usually indifferent and arrogant towards others, bowed slightly, bowed reverently, and called her master softly.
Men are like dogs.
Meiji often talks about words.
When she was thirteen years old, her alcoholic and crazy stepfather forcibly killed her mother and defiled her, causing her to have a deep hatred for men. Over the years, she killed every man who had ill intentions towards her, but it did not dilute the hatred in her heart at all.
Facing Yang Chen alone, she couldn't be cold or arrogant. She was willing to humblely lower her arrogant head to this man and do anything for him.
like?
Maybe there is.
But it is more of worship, admiration and obsession.
Yang Chen nodded in response to Mei Ji. Mei Ji was hired by the CIA to assassinate him six years ago. She originally planned to use seduction to eliminate his defensiveness and then wait for an opportunity to strike. However, in the end, Mei Ji imitated the bed assassination scene from the movie "Basic Instinct".
, he was stunned and turned into the passionate release of lonely men and women.
Meiji fell into despair.
The perverted bitch who killed countless men once swore that any man who could conquer her would be his slave, so Yang Chen was her master, not the man.
Yang Chen came in person, Blackstone's London branch was operating efficiently, and they investigated by any means, and finally determined that Otto Rank was the black hand targeting Erya.
Use all means to get revenge!
This was the order Yang Chen gave to the Arctic Fox after learning the results of the investigation.
On that day, Mei Ji rode a black heavy-duty motorcycle to the hospital where Otto Rank's son was staying. The whole journey was very fast and turned many heads. The motorcycle suddenly braked and stopped in front of the hospital. Mei Ji neatly kicked off the motorcycle stand and got off the car.
, walked into the hospital with an expressionless face.
The man was so amazed and dumbfounded that he just wanted to sneeze. The black corset leather jacket and high heels accentuated Mei Ji's devilish figure to the extreme, enchanting all living beings.
Outside the ward where the little fat man lives, two muscular men in black clothes have their hands crossed on their lower abdomens, looking majestically at everyone who passes by the door, like door gods.
When Mei Ji was a little away from the ward, the two tough men were attracted by the sound of her high-heeled shoes. They both looked sideways, and then their eyes lit up, unscrupulously admiring Mei Ji's good figure.
One of the bodyguards saw Mei Ji stop at the door of the ward, adjusted her black suit, and asked with a smile: "Beauty, what can I do for you?"
"Go to hell..."
The corners of Mei Ji's sexy lips formed a sinister curve that seemed to be a smile, and she kicked up her right leg and kicked the two macho men in the chest a few times very quickly, and then she opened the door and entered the ward without haste.
The two tough men who had no ability to resist were kicked against the wall and convulsed. Their hearts had been stabbed to pieces by Mei Ji's pointed stiletto heels!
On the hospital bed, the fat man who was domineering in school was playing with his iPad. When he saw Mei Ji coming in, he smiled lewdly: "Beauty, you have a hot figure."
Mei Ji opened the zipper of her leather jacket, and the little fat man narrowed his eyes and wanted to see whether Mei Ji's breasts were 36d or 36e, but he was immediately shocked.
This kid not only saw beautiful breasts but also a gun, an exquisite pistol equipped with a silencer. He wanted to shout, but it was too late, but Meiji fired five shots in a row with an expressionless face.
The little fat man's avatar is an exploding watermelon, which is too horrible to look at.
