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Chapter 780 A woman with good luck

The Manhattan Beach at night is mysterious, lonely, and a little cold. Feeling the sea breeze blowing, Xu Chuan remembered the office building of the headquarters next to the sea in Dalbeda, Morocco, which was far away. I have not returned recently. I don’t know if it has been blown away by the sea breeze.

If so, that would be great. He had reason to move. In fact, he had wanted to move a long time ago, but did Mr. Xu want to save face?

Xu Chuan was thinking randomly, and Xuela had already thrown off her shoes and stepped on the beach barefoot, as if she was very happy.

The skirt holding the dress chased the waves like a little girl, and the dark green long skirt was wet and stuck to her body with the splashed sea water.

Tsk, this woman is not afraid of the cold. Xu Chuan complained in his heart, knowing that she seems to have something to worry about, but guessing that the woman's mind is not what he is good at, even if he has two lifetimes of experience.

He thought this woman might say something to him, but until Xu Chuan was blown by the wind, he wanted to sneeze, and Xuela was just playing with it alone.

Damn, Xu Chuan squinted his eyes. What nerves are you experiencing at this night?

I caught up in two or three steps and carried the person straight to the parking place, "You're almost crazy enough."

Xuela supported his shoulder and looked down at him. The man who appeared in her life for no reason almost took herself to another level in an unreasonable way.

According to Lavi, this guy is really a noble person in his life, so he must grasp it well.

"Bell, I..." Looking at the other person's eyes, Xuela had no courage to say the remaining two words.

Xu Chuan was not the roundworm in her belly. She didn't know what she wanted to say for a while. After she had been 'me' for a long time, Xu Chuan had already stuffed her into the car, "Okay, let's go back first. If you have anything you want to say, go back."

At this time, Xuela had consumed all her courage and had no way to speak anymore.

Xu Chuan sat in the cab and looked at the woman, and seemed to understand what the other party wanted to say, but it seemed difficult for him to respond to such things. He couldn't say it directly. Sorry, I have several like you, right? Well, that's going to hurt your relationship. I have to stay in a hotel by myself when I come to Los Angeles in the future.

So, this kind of thing is really troublesome, unless he is really a scumbag and doesn't care about feelings at all, so Xu Chuan can only pretend to be stupid.

Fortunately, this embarrassing time didn't last long because Xuela's phone rang.

She glanced at the number displayed on the screen, "It's Margo."

I picked it up casually, but found that no one was talking inside, just some noisy sounds.

Xuela made a few laughs with confusion on her face, and then hung up the phone. Xuela’s face was even more confusing. She didn’t know what the other party was doing, “Maybe it was the wrong number?”

But Xu Chuan didn't think so. He heard something different in those messy voices.

"Call her back." Xu Chuan said.

The dialing sound was heard for a few seconds, and someone picked up the phone, "Hi, Marg, why didn't you speak on the phone just now?"

The other party seemed to hesitate for a moment, "Sorry, Xuela, I just dialed the wrong number."

The two chatted casually for a few words, and Margo hung up the phone first. This time, even Xuela felt something was wrong, "She didn't actually congratulate me on winning the award!"

They have a good relationship during this period, and the other party also went to the award ceremony, but now they don’t even mention it, which is very abnormal.

Xu Chuan nodded. He seemed to hear the sound of a woman being covered in her mouth on the previous phone call. This was probably a kidnapping.

Of course, it is also possible that the woman is doing something that is often done in the alphabet circle, but the possibility is relatively low, so Xu Chuan asked Xuela to call her to confirm. After all, it is a normal choice to call back in this situation, and the result is that the latter possibility is ruled out.

Five minutes later, Xu Chuan asked Xuela to call again, and this time it turned out as he thought the phone had turned off.

I pinched my chin and thought for a while, and found that if I treated this as if it hadn't happened, I seemed a little sorry for Allen. After all, the child asked him to help take care of him before leaving, although he refused at the time.

But the problem now is that he doesn't know where to find someone. Should he call the police? It is impossible for the police to take over such a stupid thing. Even if he uses his own influence, LAPD will check the surveillance at most.

But they don’t need to check and monitor things like this. The back door buried in the LAPD command system in the last "100 million little princes" incident was still there.

And the most important thing about this is to position Marg's position as soon as possible, which LAPD cannot do in a short period of time.

He called Curtis, called Bichi, who had already gone to a nightclub to squander his strength, and then contacted Burkhoff to ask him to locate his current position through Margo's customized UC phone.

That's right, even if it doesn't turn on, Umbrella can monitor the location of a specific phone, but this thing has limitations. It requires implanting a program in the phone in advance. So far, only customized models have this treatment. It sounds like the PRISM plan in the United States, but it is still different. They will only activate the positioning function for the sake of concealment.

Margo's mobile phone is a classic custom-made UC mobile phone, priced at $198,000. The cost of the mobile phone is not much different from that of the ordinary model. The price is expensive in the 18K gold shell, plus the diamonds embedded on it.

Xu Chuan only commented on this thing at that time, that was ugly, but the problem was that someone bought it.

What can he do? He can only make the money with tears in his eyes, and by the way, he launched a limited edition model priced at 1980,000, which is only 100 units sold worldwide.

Well, I got off the hook. Burkhoff received his command and soon found the ID number of Marg Furch's phone and activated the back door, "Bell, that phone is moving."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! The phone with the backdoor program activated immediately became a tracker, and the real-time location of the phone was sent to Xu Chuan's tactical terminal, which can only be considered as the fate of Margo, a woman.

"I'll call Brian over and send you back first." Brian Mills's security team is still signing a contract with Sulla, but they will only appear when there are major events.

For example, if Xu Chuan hadn't appeared in today's award ceremony, Brian would have done the job of sending Xuela back now.

But Xuela shook her head, "Can I go with you?" To be honest, she was still quite worried about Margo. The other party was obviously kidnapped.

Xu Chuan thought about it and nodded. The faster the kidnapping, the better, but he still said, "Yes, but you still have to call Brian over." There is only Curtis who can use it on hand. If he doesn't care about anything else happening to her, he will not regret it.

But this will allow Brian to meet at the designated location, and the time will not be delayed.

...

On the other side, Marg Furchi had already recognized that the two people in front of him were his brother's subordinates. One of them was looking at the pregnancy test stick in her bag. The reason why they cooperated with them to answer Xuela's call was mainly because the two people threatened to fail to cooperate and punched themselves in the stomach.

The child is her only bargaining chip, and she can only cooperate with the other party, but she has also been careful. She is now full of hope that Xuela can hear her current situation, and she has no choice but to bet.

On a farm in the outskirts of Los Angeles, Margo, who had been fixed on a surgical bed, met his elder brother Mason Furch.

"Poor Margo, you can't win." Mason's face was filled with inexplicable nerves, "You can't resist me, just like you were when you were a child."

Marg, who was fixed with a restraint belt, could not move at all, and she could not speak with tape on her mouth. She could only watch Mason do all this.

"I know what you want to do, so I have to help you eliminate these temptations. Your life can only depend on me." Mason said in Margar's ear by his head.

Margo had realized what Mason was going to do, but she was completely unable to resist now.

"The doctor will find that there is something wrong with your body. It's nothing. Anyway, the case will be written like this. Their opinion is to take everything away. Then Marg, the only person who can celebrate Mother's Day with you in the future will be me." Mason continued to speak in Marg's ear, like a demon whispering.

Margo, feeling desperate, had two lines of tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes and dripped onto the bed. Mason dipped a drop with his finger and put it in his mouth, revealing a surprise expression, "Margo, it's your best taste."

After saying this, he stood up from the chair and nodded to the medical team wearing surgical suits around him. There were various medical instruments in this room, which seemed to be an operating room.

A doctor in a green surgical gown stood beside Margo and nodded to the anesthesiologist expressionlessly. These people didn't care who was lying here. What's important is that this visit can earn them almost a year's income.

The operation was about to begin, the anesthesiologist was ready to perform general anesthesia on Margo, and the surgeon and others were also ready. At this moment, the lights in the room suddenly went out.

Not only that, all the instruments were powered off, "Look at what's going on." The doctor said, pulling down the mask on his face.

This is not a compliant operating room, so it is definitely impossible to require backup power.

An assistant walked towards the door in the darkness according to memory, but the door was pushed open from outside. He was about to speak, but only two sounds of slap. He seemed to be hit by something in front of his chest. He felt an electric shock in his body collapsed to the ground in an instant. He could feel his life was quickly lost.

Before he died, he heard several of the same sounds, and finally thought in his mind, "It's okay, it's not just me."

Xu Chuan took the night vision instrument and looked at Marg Fuqi, who was staring at him. It was okay, but it came in time.

When he saw this simple operating room, he knew what the other party wanted to do. Mason was really cruel and planned to take the child directly.

It is obvious that Master Xu, who is normal in his mind, did not expect that Mason planned to remove Margo's uterus directly. After all, this is not something that normal people can think of.

The two searched the room and shot each of the corpses in the heads, and went out again. To ensure safety, they also needed to search for other rooms.

Moreover, the movement should be fast, and the human eyes will adapt to the darkness in a very short time. At that time, the advantages of night vision instruments will become less obvious.

However, the people in this house are not military personnel, there are only a few bodyguards, which is really not enough to see.

"Matio, what's going on, Mattio!" Mason was shouting, "It won't be dead, you fools who are stupider than pigs." While cursing, he walked down the handrail of the stairs upstairs.

Ignoring him, it seemed that the whole world was leaving him. Mason never expected such a simple thing to unexpectedly have a power outage. "I should have taken them all to feed the pigs."

Mason, who had gradually adapted to the darkness, saw two black shadows walking towards him. Just as he was about to speak, one of them took a few steps, then swung a long object in his hand and smashed it on his head.

A dizziness came and Mason fell directly on the stairs.

Of course, Xu Chuan was the one who smashed people with a butt. Curtis stepped forward to warn him. He squatted down and touched Mason's pulse. After confirming that he had nothing to do, he turned over and tied it with a tie.

Then, after continuing to search upstairs, and then ruled out all possible dangers, Curtis returned to the first floor to restore the electricity from the house.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! Xu Chuan, who took off the night vision device, was controlling the four-axis drone to observe the movements around the farm. "Safety". Perhaps because Christmas is approaching, there are no people in the farm, and there is no movement in the two dormitory-like houses on the other side.

Curtis dragged Mason's legs and dragged the person back to the operating room, "Boss, what should I do with this guy."

Except for the few maids in the house who were locked in the utility room by them, the rest of the people had been killed, and this one was left.

Xu Chuan did not answer, but handed the drone control end in his hand to Curtis, and he walked to Margo's bed.

He did not let go of the other party, nor even took off the ski mask from his face.

Although Margo could not move, everything was seen in his eyes and he was saved. As for who these two people were, it didn't matter, it was important that they should not hurt her.

Xu Chuan pulled out the saber and cut off the restraint belt on Marge's body, then pulled the mask up, "Miss Marge, you cannot deny that you have such good luck."

If it weren't for Alan and Shera, he wouldn't have been in charge of such nostalgic business.

Margo looked at Xu Chuan in front of him, his thinking was confused for a moment, and then he immediately reacted. Fortunately, he called Xuela in panic.

"Thank you, thank you very much."

"You're welcome, if you have the chance in the future, you'd better discount it." Xu Chuan knew that he was in a big drama of competing for billions of properties, and when would he ask for a price at this time?

Marg Furchi suddenly showed a bright smile, "No problem, as long as you offer the offer, then, can you ask you for a favor now?"


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