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Chapter 300 covers up
The old driver of the taxi can hardly believe this kind of rhetoric. He shook the window and watched the man suspiciously: “Sir, if you don’t come out after you go in, what should I do? You also look Not like someone who can live here.”
The old driver can be cut off at the police station door, it is impossible to doubt!
“What are you talking about? I am the master here! Hey!” The man frowns, coldly snorted, “You wait.”
After all, he went straight to the pillar in front of the gate and pressed the doorbell here – if nothing happened to him, he would not have to sit back with a taxi.
On the way, he asked the driver to borrow the phone, but he couldn’t get through Edgar’s phone, which made him uneasy.
The doorbell rang for a while, but there was no movement. The driver of the taxi has already got out of the car, move towards the man coming. “Sir, I don’t think how long you will be able to respond…but the free taxi is not so good, you know?”
“What do you want to do?” The man coldly snorted.
Perhaps it is because he has always been in a high position. Under such a drink, the driver of the taxi suddenly changed his face and stopped his own pace.
The man felt that his own momentum overwhelmed the other side, and could not help but sneer. Unexpectedly, at this time, the driver of the taxi did not say anything, then turned and rushed back to his car, directly reversing, turned around and turned on the horsepower, rushing to the original way.
The man stunned… He didn’t feel that he could scare people into this. The man subconsciously turned and saw the iron gate on the door. At this time, a guy wearing a white suit but stained with blood was lying here.
His arm passed through the iron gate, just supporting his body… but his head hangs down and his body does not move.
Seeing this look, the man was shocked. He suddenly understood why the driver was so flustered.
The man daringly walked to the front of the sluice gate, lifted the man’s head, and quickly recognized the name of the man – what happened to the manor?
This is what he is eager to know! The man pushed hard and found that the sluice gate was not locked. He couldn’t help but hesitate. He bit his teeth and took a pistol from the body of the corpse. After swallowing his mouth, he slowly touched the manor. .
Along the way, men saw a lot of bodies – and these bodies were all the bodies of his men!
This luxurious villa in the manor is quiet at this time.
Pushing open the door, and did not see the figure, the man could not help but shouted loudly: “Edgar! Edgar! Are you there? Edgar! Are you there?”
Peng Long -!
Like the sound of something hit, the man suddenly turned around, the pistol pointed to his front, and said: “Who!”
“Ah…Young Master!” But I saw a man holding his arm and leaning against the corner, slowly standing up. “You’re fine, that’s great!”
“Hey! I finally saw a living.” The man smiled and quickly came up and helped the guy. “Tell me, what happened here…”
But his speech has not been finished, it came to his very familiar, his old housekeeper’s voice!
“Sir! You are here!”
I saw Edgar hurriedly walked down the corridor. The clothes on his body are very messy, only the hairstyle seems to be chaotic… “Fortunately, you have nothing! I woke up and found the body of Ye Feimu and his people in the study, sir, you killed. Let’s go!”
“I?” The man stunned, revealing a very confused look. The brain was just like a spider silk. Before and after, “Edgar, you listen to me, I have the past few days…”
“Hey! Sir, I don’t think it’s the right thing now.” The old butler said: “I have already notified Brubov and told him what happened here. Listen, Mr. Brubov means that it will only give us half an hour. Time, let’s clean up here.”
“Brubov?” The man is even more puzzled: “wait, I came to Moscow this time to see Brubov seeking cooperation, but when did I see him?”
“Hey! My poor gentleman, you didn’t talk to Brubov before the first auction, and set a plan to get rid of Yefim?” The old butler was now slightlyowned: “Don’t, Is it because of the impact of the grenade explosion, which makes you remember?”
The man glanced… Intuition told him that there were some things that he explained and that he was very surprised. He instinctively wants to figure out what happened in the middle of this, and he is going to speak.
But at this time, he suddenly had a feeling of dizziness.
This faint sensation caused his eyes to flash a lot of pictures – like movies, and the kind of 120 frames.
The man then fell into a coma.
“Sir! Sir! Sir!!”
……
Feeling a little pain on his face, Yelgo woke up leisurely, and when he opened his eyes, he even saw a face that he could not be familiar with.
“Mr. Victor!” Yelgo happily grabbed Victor’s arm: “Great! You’re fine! I’ve been looking for you! Where did they take you off!”
Victor stunned, subconsciously thought: It seems that the manor of the manor has never told Yelgo about his own movements, but just kept him alone.
“Calm down.” Victor patted Yelgo’s shoulder. “My things will be said later. Can you tell me this, what happened here?”
“Oh! I don’t know the bottom. It seems that I have been attacked here. I fled with chaos. I was going to find you!” Yelgo said as he said, “Mr. Victor, there are too many firearms hidden here, and I still have a lot of people killed! I think we should be anxious as soon as possible…”
“Yelgo!” Unexpectedly, Victor immediately yelled aloud: “Those things you said, I will wait to say. I just tell you, what is this guy?”
Victor reached for a finger.
Yelgo couldn’t help but look around and saw that in this chaotic room, there was a body that fell to the ground.
The gray body is like a corpse, and the blood is still flowing out of the mouth. His face is more bloody, and it looks extremely terrifying!
This is the guy who…the murderer!
Yelgo finally remembered clearly what happened before… This guy seemed to be extremely terrifying after he had hit something on his body. Yelgo isn’t sure what the man is getting into the body what exactly is it, but obviously not a good guy!
But… how did this guy die?
Yelgo couldn’t help but be shocked. He knew that he must have been in a state of being too dangerous, and instinctively entered a state that he had been unwilling to let people know.
Once in that state, he will lose his mind. He can’t think of anything he has done… It won’t be, when he loses his reason, use the terrifying power to kill this guy?
Yelgo looked at the traces of this guy who were obviously out of the claws… It seems, perhaps, that only this conclusion can be reached.
Thinking about his loss of reason, it will cause some terrifying destruction, and it is difficult for Yelgo to deny this conclusion.
“This guy, are you killed?” asked Victor frowns.
Yelgo hesitated. “I think… maybe it is, I don’t remember very well. Sir, you know, I passed out and couldn’t remember.”
“Fortunately you.” Victor nodded, but suddenly said: “However, about this corpse, you should not talk to others for the time being, don’t mention it in the report. This corpse, I will find someone to deal with… In short, for this body, you must keep it secret.”
Seeing Victor’s stern look, Yelgo hesitated for a moment and finally chose to nod.
He got up and got up, “Right, Mr. Victor, they didn’t do anything to you?”
Victor smiled. He looked at the young guy and knew that he really cared about himself. He couldn’t help but moderate: “It’s okay, things are solved.”
“Solution, solved??”
……
When Yelgo walked out of the room, he discovered that the manor did not know when, there were a lot of policemen… But it didn’t seem to be like in his memory, there are many, many bodies here.
Only four bodies were placed in the hall of the villa.
There is only one body in it, the man of this manor… and the identity is just a gardener. As for the other three, it was Ye Feimu, and earlier, the two gangsters who had robbed Yefim.
What happened in the end?
Yelgo baby, a white face is so aggressive…
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“are you feeling better?”
Vika took Vera to a grove away from the manor, where she found a creek and put her to the side to rest – in fact he was really tired, for the fighters whose weapons were keyboards and codes, This kind of manual labor is terrible.
“Okay.”
Vera nodded and recovered a little strength.
Vikson sighed and sat on the grass. “I just heard the sound of the siren. It is estimated that the police are coming. Fortunately, we are going fast, otherwise it is really troublesome!”
“Fortunately you, will give you a salary.” Vera smiled and held out her fist.
Vikka also extended his fist and gently knocked on Vera’s fist, and the two smiled.
“Right, help me get some water, I have to wipe my face, just put a lot of paint on my face.” Vera remembered what he said.
Although I know that the young lady has paid a salary to her boss, she is actually a very beautiful person, but Vikka can’t help but say, “My big lady, when is your face pigmented, at most It’s dusty.”
“No?” Vera stunned.
She subconsciously touched her face, apparently there is a feeling of discomfort and a rough feeling of the pigment attached to it. “I really have no pigment on my face? I am talking about white paint!”
“No!”
Vera slightly frowned, and then quickly stretched out, suddenly squinted and said happily: “H, I think I know, what kind of cheap trick they use, from the gallery, “Portrait of an Unknown Woman” silently I stole it.”
“Ah? Are you still thinking about this?”
Vicat… Vikal rolled his eyes.
(End of this chapter)
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