The roasted blue blade in Zhuo Yang's hand did not reflect at all under the moonlight.
Suddenly, ‘Boom~~ rumble, squeak-!!’
Two off-road vehicles rushed over and stopped outside the grass. Four columns of light with sharp lights shone brightly through the ruins of the factory. Zhuo Yang holding a knife and Benoitu lying on the ground.
Hidden.
Zhuo Yang turned his head and looked out.
"Off the lights!" With a low voice, the headlights instantly went out, and the world returned to the darkness.
"You are waiting for me here." One person walked in separately from the weeds.
"Zhuo Yang, what's the situation? Who is he?"
"Fatty, why are you here?" The person who came was Milo Raiola.
"Hey, I feel like something is wrong on the phone. There must be something wrong. I can't get through again... Tsk tsk, look at you making someone look like you're so unprofessional. Who is this unlucky thing?
Why did you mess with you? Shouldn't you be with Bevli now?"
In this way, Zhuo Yang whispered the whole story to the fat man, concise and to the point.
Unexpectedly, after hearing this, Raiola did not show the anger of unity against the enemy, but instead stared at Zhuo Yang coldly without saying a word.
"What do you... mean? Fatty?"
"Zhuo Yang, this is your wrong thing. You made a huge mistake. You should notify me of this kind of thing, not to deal with it yourself."
"You are the Kirin, you are the mammoth elephant in the forest. You can easily defeat strong tigers and ferocious lions, but you can't deal with rats and cockroaches. But I can!"
"You should not face this kind of trouble without permission. If you are not professional, it is very easy to make mistakes. It is not difficult to step on a mouse to death, but how can you not dirty your shoes is knowledgeable. If you are not professional, you are not professional...
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"...But, I must not give him another chance to threaten my sister..." Zhuo Yang was a little dissatisfied.
"I know, let me leave it to me, I'm a professional." The fat man put his arms around Zhuo Yang's shoulders. "Leave it to me. Remember, you know nothing, you haven't seen anything, you've never been here, you've never been here.
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"Antonini, come in!" Raiola shouted to the outside, and then a black shadow came in, and the tall and thin face couldn't be seen clearly.
"Do it!" The fat man clenched his fist with his right hand, rushed down his thumb to signal to the black shadow.
"Yes! BOSS."
"Boy, you're lucky." The fat man turned his head to Jeff Benoit on the ground and said, "Antonini has a nickname that you may have heard of, Sicily's Viper, I hope you like him."
Benoit was completely desperate. Even a gangster, he had heard of this name. The 'Sicily Viper' ranks among the top ten European underworlds. Jeff Benoit's lips were trembling and unable to speak. Is he afraid?
Whether you regret it is unknown, and it is no longer important.
"Okay OK, okay, let's go." The fat man Raiola put his arms around Zhuo Yang's shoulder and walked out. "Don't look, don't look, I won't look, let's go. Oh, if you can fight, you can fight,
Not professional at all. Look at the blood you make, look at the soil on you, tsk, it's so unprofessional..."
The two walked out of the broken factory, Zhuo Yang stopped, turned around and threw the switchblade in his hand back inside.
"Give it back to you!"
This is the last word Jeff Benoit heard.
After that night, no one had seen Jeff Benoit again, no one had asked him, and no one even remembered him. He seemed to have never appeared in this world, and he did not leave him.
A trace.
More than a hundred years later, in 2152 AD, on a sunny summer afternoon, a lieutenant general captain from the Third Mediterranean Military Base under the headquarters of the Chinese People's Liberation Army in Europe invited the local beauty pageant champion whom he had just met.
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At the deepest part of the beautiful Bay of Venice in the Mediterranean, the Lieutenant General's submarine found an old industrial iron box buried by soil, which looked like a very old one. After taking some twists and turns, he salvaged the iron box ashore, but opened it
It was discovered that there was no treasure of pirates inside, only a pile of bones with broken bones. Next to the bones, there was a folding switchblade produced in the ancient country of Switzerland more than a hundred years ago.
The blade of the switchblade is as new as ever!
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"What are you going to do with Bevli Deng?" Fatty Raiola asked Zhuo Yang on the car back to the city.
Zhuo Yang understood what the fat man meant. Since he could pick her up, he could also destroy her. Even Beverly disappeared silently. It was just a sentence from Zhuo Yang.
After pondering for a moment, "Forget it, everyone has nothing to do with it." Zhuo Yang let out a long sigh. "It's enough to have no connection in the future. Everyone goes their own way. If she can become a big star, it's her luck. We
Don't bother her, the road is coming to the sky."
"Zhuo Yang, you are a kind person at heart." The fat man defined Zhuo Yang. Scar's wife Vasiba also said the same thing when she commented on Zhuo Yang to Bevli.
"And, you are a soft-hearted person." The fat man added.
"Maybe..." Zhuo Yang breathed again.
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Since Zhuo Yang left the room, Bevli fell into great despair and panic. She did not think about what Zhuo Yang went out to do, nor did she think about what the outcome of Benoit would be, because these were not important to her. Bevli did not think about what Zhuo Yang would do to do or what would happen to Benoit, because they were not important to her.
The only thing I think about is what should I do? What will I face?
Her tears never stopped. She cried because of regret. She regretted why she was so cowardly and timid, and why didn't she tell Zhuo Yang everything early. She didn't know how to beg Zhuo Yang for forgiveness. At this moment, she didn't know how to beg Zhuo Yang for forgiveness.
Bevli would rather give up everything, including the beautiful star dream. As long as Zhuo Yang can forgive her, as long as Zhuo Yang wants her, Bevli is willing to give up everything.
Bevli regretted it too much. She no longer sought her dream of becoming a celebrity. Zhuo Yang could help her become famous, so she could naturally make her lose her name again, and even make her life worse than death because she knew the connections behind Zhuo Yang.
Regret turned into fear, fear caused despair. She had long known the seriousness of the mistake she made, because she knew the weight of her sister in Zhuo Yang's heart, and she hated her cowardice.
There was a sound of the room card key opening, Bevli looked over with hope in despair. She was very obedient, and Zhuo Yang did nothing after he went out.
Zhuo Yang walked in and went to the bathroom first, washed his face and hands carefully, so that he could calm down his mood. He then used a dry towel to dust the mud on his windbreaker and pants, and then walked into the living room and put the one before leaving the door.
Drink the glass of red wine in one go.
"Beverly, it's time for me to leave." He threw her cell phone back on the sofa. "You can do it in the future. I hope you can get what you want and become a big star."
Chapter completed!