The Intelligence Bureau acted very quickly. Within five minutes, the bald man received a photo on his cell phone. Looking at the bloody photo, Zhuo Yifan wondered if he was already dead!
"Send this photo to the third master, he will definitely believe it!" Zhuo Yifan showed a satisfied smile, then handed the phone back to the bald head, patted his shoulder and said: "I will confiscate the gun.
You go back, find your companions, and leave quickly!"
"Hey! Okay! I'll leave right away!" Baldhead promised with a face of surprise. He didn't care about the pistol anymore. The photo could be exchanged for two million, and he also saved a small life. How could he dare to worry about that?
A gun?
The bald man trotted back along the original road. Zhuo Yifan looked at his panic, and the smile on his face became even wider!
The third master is obviously Lei Dahai's man! Lei Dahai wants to find someone to kill him! Then I can just follow his wishes! He is dead, so he won't still miss me, right? I'll give it to him then.
Caught off guard!
"Is the matter settled?" Seeing the bald man return to the car with a nervous look on his face, the flat-haired man frowned and asked in surprise.
"You...listen to me! That kid is too powerful, we will never be his opponent!" Baldhead explained quickly.
"You mean, failed?" The flat-headed young man's eyes widened, but his face was extremely gloomy!
"No! We can still get the money, please listen to my explanation first!" the bald man explained quickly.
After listening to the bald man talk about what happened just now, the expression of the young man with a flat head softened. Unexpectedly, Zhuo Yifan actually helped the two of them after discovering their intention. Although he knew that Zhuo Yifan
Yifan must have other purposes, but how can a young man with a flat head care about that? They are all desperadoes, and money is the way to go. Since they can get money, Zhuo Yifan's life and death does not matter to them!
"Then hurry up and send the photos to Mr. San! We will leave as soon as we get the money!" The young man with a flat head decided immediately.
"Okay!" Baldhead agreed and sent the photo directly to Li San!
Here, Li San was still waiting for the bald man's reply. He saw his phone suddenly beeping for a text message, and he quickly picked it up. It turned out to be a multimedia message, or a photo. In the photo, a man was lying in a pool of blood.
He had been shot several times, his eyes were wide open, and he was obviously determined to die! Looking at his face, who else could he be if he wasn't Zhuo Yifan?
Success? A look of surprise suddenly appeared on Li San's face, and the next call was made to the bald man.
"Third Master!" Baldhead shouted excitedly.
"Did the matter succeed?" Li San confirmed again.
"Of course! Don't you feel at ease when we two brothers are doing things? I've had a lot of lives on my bald head, and I'm very familiar with things like killing people! But the third master said that the boy was very awesome. No matter how good his kung fu is,
Can it be as fast as my bullets? After a few shots, that kid will go to see the King of Hell!" Baldhead suppressed the excitement in his heart and said with a sneer.
"Okay! How did you dispose of the body? Did you leave the tail?" Li San slapped the table and couldn't help laughing.
"Don't worry, Third Master, I've tied him to a big rock and sunk to the bottom of the river! It would be weird for anyone to find out!" the bald head said disapprovingly.
"Not bad, not bad!" Li San said excitedly.
"Third Master... look at those two million..." Li San asked tentatively.