Al Duke was in a daze as he listened to the beep of the phone being hung up.
What does it mean when the other party calls me?
Warn yourself?
Show off yourself?
The key is who is the other party?
Who dares to be so arrogant, not only kills his subordinates, but also dares to provoke himself.
He pondered for a long time but could not come up with a result.
"Damn it, who is he?"
Al Duke slammed his fist on the table, with murderous intent in his eyes.
"And what does he mean by that sentence?"
"When you send someone to kill someone, do you ever consider the other person's family?"
"You will understand soon, and there will be more surprises for you next."
"Give me more surprises?"
"What does he want to explain...could it be..."
"boom!"
At this moment, an idea suddenly popped up in Al Duke's mind.
He hurriedly dialed his wife's phone number, and it took a long time for his wife to answer the phone.
"Hey, are you okay? Why did it take you so long to answer the phone?"
"I'm playing mahjong, how can I answer your call immediately? What's wrong?"
"Oh, you're fine."
"Of course I'm fine, 40,000, 40,000, I'm crazy, all the same! Hahaha!"
"Mrs. Duke, what kind of cards do you have? They are so good!"
"That's right, you were the winner all night."
"It seems like she's been in a lot of limelight recently."
Al Duke could faintly hear the jealous voices of a bunch of rich ladies on the other side of the phone.
Mrs. Duke smiled happily, "Hubby, I won't tell you anymore, I'm playing cards."
"Okay, come back soon."
"I know, An Qi is here to protect me, so I'll be fine."
Mrs. Duke hung up the phone.
Al Duke finally felt relieved when he saw that his wife was fine and Angel was by her side again.
But he still had a bad feeling in his heart.
Could it be that something happened at home?
Today he went to other states to inspect the business below, and is now on his way back.
Thinking of this, I hurriedly called the housekeeper and asked how the situation was at home.
The housekeeper said everything was normal at home and nothing happened.
Al Duke was relieved to hear that everything was normal at home.
After a while, he called Martha.
However, the phone rang for a long time and no one answered.
A strong sense of worry and anxiety emerged in his mind.
"It's not his family, but his subordinates?" Al Duke murmured secretly.
"Quick, go to Martha's house."
Al Duke urged the driver to drive to Martha's house.
"Yes, leader."
Al Duke sat in the back row, staring at his fingers, thinking about this problem.
"What happened to Letus, and if something happens to Martha again, it means that person is here for the Duke Group."
"Who in country M dares to be so bold as to take action against the Duke Group?"
…
The driver accelerated all the way, and forty minutes later, Al Duke arrived at Martha's apartment.
When he got off the bus, he called Martha, but he still didn't answer.
"hurry up!"
"Captain, be careful!" his subordinates said after him.
…
"bite!"
The elevator reaches the top floor, 45th floor.
Al Duke stepped out of the elevator first and went straight to Martha's house.
When Martha moved here, she invited them here for dinner, so he knew this place.
"hurry up!"
"Captain, it's better for us to move forward, it's dangerous!"
"Danger?"
Al Duke suddenly realized what he meant, stopped and let his younger brother walk in front.
"Quick, get up!"
"yes."
In front of room 8458.
The subordinate turned to look at Al Duke, pointing to the lock of the door, "Captain, look!"
"Um?"
Al Duke frowned, the ominous premonition getting stronger and stronger.
"not good!"
"Come in and have a look!"
"yes!"
Two thugs quickly entered the house, while another was behind to protect Al Duke.
Four people entered the room and immediately started searching.
Soon, Martha was found lying in a pool of blood in one of the second bedrooms.
"Captain, commander, here."
Al Duke saw Martha's roster in the living room, heard his men calling, and rushed over.
When he entered the room and saw Martha who was already dead, he was shocked on the spot.
"Boom!"
There was a buzz in his mind that almost made him unable to stand.
Martha was wearing loose clothes, her hair was still wet, and she looked like she had just taken a shower.
She was shot three times in total, once in the chest, once in the right hand, and once in the forehead.
Al Duke took a closer look and confirmed that she was dead.
"ah!"
"Son of a bitch!"
"You will understand soon, and there will be more surprises for you next."
This sentence seemed to ring in my ears again.
Al Duke stood up suddenly, "Check, find out the surveillance camera at Martha's house."
"yes!"
Chapter completed!