157. Chapter 157 Don't laugh at other men in the future 20
Chapter 157 Don’t smile at other men in the future (20)
"The buyer may have been entrusted by others, and the money was transferred from a bank in Switzerland, so..." Zhu Huan paused here. Swiss banks are financial institutions with the most stringent confidentiality measures in the world. In addition, the buyer
The family deliberately concealed their identity, so it was not easy to investigate.
"Go and check, I want to know who bought it!" Feng Hao's eyebrows were deep and cold, and his expression was cold.
"Actually, you can ask Miss Xia directly, maybe..."
"She doesn't know!" Feng Hao's face was tense and his expression was cold, as if he was dissatisfied with Zhu Huan's proposal.
Zhu Huan quickly lowered his head: "I understand, sir!"
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In the dense woods on the outskirts of Chicago, in front of an old wooden house, there were many tall men, both Eastern and Western.
They were clearly divided into two groups, both sides looking at each other with wary eyes.
In the wooden house, the lights were slightly dim.
There was a wooden rectangular table, with Feng Hao and a stern-faced middle-aged man sitting at both ends.
Behind them stood their cronies. A young woman in a black dress was kneeling tremblingly in front of the window. Her hair was messy, her face was scratched and bloodshot.
"Master Feng has come all the way just for this woman?" The middle-aged man looked at Feng Hao with disbelief.
Feng Hao raised his eyebrows and smiled coldly: "Alan, Yoshikawa is from the Fantasy Alliance."
"The Fantasy Alliance started out in assassinations, and they are most accustomed to cultivating cold-blooded killers. You won't forget about your ancestor's career just because the Feng family left Kyoto, right?" Alan said nonchalantly, "There are killers.
According to the rules, after accepting a case, can you still refuse to do it?"
A month ago, they received a case, and they didn't expect that the person to be assassinated was actually Yoshikawa of the Fantasy Alliance. But the people had already been killed, and there was nothing he could do if the life could not be resurrected.
He turned his head and glared at the woman with fierce eyes. She was the one who caused the trouble. The most important thing was that he was mean and he killed Yoshikawa himself.
He had met Feng He before and knew the man's powerful skills. Now looking at the young man who looked very much like Feng He, his sharp eyes made him shudder.
"You can't come here to question me just because I took a case and killed a person. Could it be that if your fantasy alliance killed my people, do I have to go and ask you for them?"
Feng Hao replied coldly: "It's up to you whether you want it or not, so I found her. She is your order person."
"What do you want?" If you have the ability, you have to ask for your life. Alan touched the gun at his waist, his fingertips trembling slightly because of nervousness.
Feng Hao stretched out his hand, and Zhu Huan held the sword respectfully.
There was a crisp collision sound, and the sharp knife came out of its sheath, flashing with cold light. Feng Hao threw the scabbard on the wooden table, making a dull sound.
Looking at the sharp blade, there was a hint of bloodthirsty ferocity in his eyes: "My people are not yours to kill if you want."
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PS: The hairpin auction mentioned in the previous chapter should have been more than 20 years ago. When typing, I missed a number and it became more than ten years ago. Please explain, time is very important. Sorry, sorry! [Dear friends