Dark night, dark night.

New York, United States.

A tall building.

In front of the large floor-to-ceiling windows, the luxurious office.

A woman sat comfortably on the sofa, shaking a glass of fine wine in her hand.

Knock knock.

There was a knock on the door.

"Come in."

The woman's voice was crisp.

Then the door opened, and a tall white man entered, looking like a bear from the forest, with piercing eyes and a tight-fitting short-sleeved shirt.

His figure is close to 1.9 meters tall, and he looks like a very handsome white man, carrying a famous watch of no less than one million, even if it is an ordinary-looking shoe, it must be specially customized. This man has the grandeur of a son.

"Miss Ma."

The white man smiled brightly.

Ma Yaoyao got up from the sofa and shook hands with the man: "Mr. Locke, I haven't seen you for a long time." ”

"It's been two months, and it's been a long time." The man named Locke smiled and said, "Miss Ma is more temperamental and charming than before. ”

"Thank you." Ma Yaoyao said. "You may be seated."

Locke said; "I don't really like to sit, I like to talk while standing."

This gives a condescending feel.

"Especially talking close to the window."

Locke said, as if he was anti-guest, and walked to the front of the floor-to-ceiling window, looking down at the ant-like people and cars below, with a sense of pleasure in controlling the world.

Ma Yaoyao smiled, without showing any displeasure and dissatisfaction, after all, this Mr. Rock is the son of the big family of the United States, and the Rockefeller family is the oil family of the super crane of the United States. Moreover, the Locke family controls many oil companies in the Middle East, and has waged some "just" wars in recent years.

"Actually, I also like to stand in front of the window and talk." Ma Yaoyao smiled and walked over.

Her figure is nothing compared to Locke's. Oh, and maybe it shouldn't be said, the little bird is right.

"Miss Ma, you didn't handle the matter well in Shenzhou, I went to see Mr. Hong just now." "He seems to be getting a little angry. ”

Ma Yaoyao has always had a very calm face, and when she heard Mr. Hong's words that she might be angry, her face changed, and then she exhaled, drank a glass of wine, and said; "I will not disappoint Mr. Hong's expectations of me."

"That's good." Mr. Locke said. "It's not very convenient for my family to meddle in the affairs of Shenzhou, and recently our family is going to hold a trade meeting with the high-level of Shenzhou."

Ma Yaoyao said; "I know, this news should be next month, once the cooperation with the top management of Shenzhou is completed, the Locke family will make at least tens of billions of dollars."

Locke laughed; "It's a win-win situation, I make money, the Shenzhou government also makes money, I can't say that my family makes money, Shenzhou people are very smart, and so are you."

Ma Yaoyao said with a smile; "I'm not from Shenzhou anymore."

"Oh, look at my memory, I forgot." Locke said, "You're from our country." Cheers. ”

"Cheers."

The two clink glasses.

"How does it feel to be a Mi people?" Locke asked.

Ma Yaoyao thought for a moment and said; "I feel super cool, I can be the focus wherever I go, especially when I go to Dongying, they are very polite and respectful to me, and those Asian countries are even more polite to me."

Locke laughed; "Naturally, our country is the first country in the world after all, and whoever doesn't give us face, waiting for him will be God's judgment."

Ma Yaoyao nodded; "Yes, I agree with that, I believe in God now."

"God will bless you." Locke said, changing the subject, "This Tangmen treasure must be in your hands." ”

"Well, I understand." Ma Yaoyao said, "I will find it as soon as possible." ”

"And Chen San." Locke said, "Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, but I've heard about him, this person is a trouble in the future, I just told Mr. Hong, he said that Chen San may be an obstacle to our plan, you can't eliminate it, so let someone else eliminate it." ”

Ma Yaoyao looked at Locke with some shock, and called someone else to kill Chen San? This is not good, if someone else kills Chen San, she will not have that kind of happy feeling.

What Ma Yaoyao wanted most was to see Chen San fall in front of her, revealing that extremely desperate and angry look, this was her dream.

"Who is it," Ma Yaoyao couldn't help asking, if Chen San was so easy to kill, he would have died many times when he was in Dongying.

"I don't know what the name of this person is, this is what Mr. Hong just said." The son-in-law of Locke's big family also respects Mr. Hong very much.

Who are the people of the United States? A very domineering person, but they believe in a truth, whoever has a hard fist is the boss.

Mr. Hong is hard fists and has many connections, so Locke still respects him very much.

Only the strong can be respected, this is a last word.

"Maybe Chen San will die." Ma Yaoyao said, but she didn't want Chen San to be killed like this, otherwise, she would have no interest.

"He's in trouble in Shenzhou now." Locke still knows some information and the inside story over there. "Someone wants to deal with Chen San, you may go to jail if you live once."

"Oh, it's good, it's good, I like news like that." Ma Yaoyao immediately said with a smile, "I can go to visit Chen San then." ”

"It depends, if that person goes down to Chen San, maybe you don't have to look at him" Locke said, "Aren't you related?" I don't like him so much,"

"Righteous annihilation." Ma Yaoyao's eyes were cold, "Anyone who obstructs the plan can be killed." ”

Locke's accolades; "Yes, I like your character, very cold, this is the character of a person who has achieved great things."

"Mr. Locke taught me more in the future."

"You're welcome." Locke said. "You are Mr. Hong's goddaughter, and the holy daughter of the Holy Sect, and I am just a small person."

Ma Yaoyao said; "If you are a small person, I am afraid that there will be no big people in this world, I have always felt that in this super country, the Locke family is the first family, a family that has been spanning a hundred years, here, the parliamentarians are all members of your family, what is the president of the United States."

Locke said; "Don't say that, we have to respect any leader."

Ma Yaoyao said; "Well, I respect that too."

"Let's have another drink, then."

"No problem."

"Cheers."

.....

Provincial capital.

Dusk, nearly dusk.

A one-armed man came out of the train station dressed quaintly and ate a bowl of noodles at a small restaurant at the train station.

After eating this ramen, the one-armed man felt that his stomach was still not full.

Then I asked the boss to make a bowl of noodles.

Eat it.

Still didn't fill my stomach.

In the end, I ate ten bowls of noodles.

The nearby guests were stunned.

The boss was also surprised.

I didn't think that a person, a normal person, could eat so many bowls of ramen.

And also a one-armed man.

This is really a very strange person.

The one-armed man looks like he is thirty years old, and his appearance is also that kind of unlucky person, well, in short, it is not likable.

A pair of dead fish eyes, as if there was no emotion.

After eating so many noodles, the one-armed man's stomach was a little full, and he showed a smile of enjoyment, then stood up and walked outside.

"You, you didn't give money."

The boss was confused, he ate so many noodles, he didn't give money, he left, and he didn't have to be so domineering when he ate a bully meal.

The boss hurriedly chased after him, looking a little angry.

It's the uncle when you eat.

When he left, he was also an uncle.

That's a little weird, isn't it?

It's the first time I've seen someone who eats a bully meal so domineering.

So justifiable.

"I never give money for food." The one-armed man said.

The boss laughed happily.

"Is your brain in water?

People nearby also talked about it, thinking that this one-armed man might have escaped from a mental hospital.

How can there be a meal without paying?

Even if it is a leader, it is necessary to give money.

This man must have come out of a psychiatric hospital.

"Give money, or I'll call the police." The boss shouted angrily.

"I rarely carry money with me." The one-armed man said.

"Hehe, you're having a psychotic episode." The boss was furious and grabbed the one-armed man by the collar.

In the next second, the boss didn't know why he just flew out and fell to the ground.

The boss almost spurted out a mouthful of blood and looked at the one-armed man with a strange and terrifying look.

He felt that when he grabbed the one-armed man's collar just now, his eyes were particularly terrifying.

Then a strongman force came from his arm, and then the boss flew upside down.

The one-armed man said; "I have no money, I only have blood, if you want, I'll give it to you."

The one-armed man fell, took out a dagger, and slashed it at his finger.

Immediately, scarlet blood dripped down.

Be quiet.

It was completely quiet.

The boss and diners felt that this one-armed man must be mentally ill, and they all paid with money, and they actually paid with blood

"Okay, okay, boy, you're awesome, I'm unlucky, you can go." The boss doesn't want to get into trouble, this person is mentally ill at first glance, so he still doesn't want money, and he thinks he's unlucky.

"Thank you." The one-armed man said, "By the way, you know where coffins are sold?" ”

"You're going to buy a coffin." The boss asked curiously, although he thought that this one-armed man was very mentally ill, "Do you have the money to buy a coffin?" ”

"You don't have to pay for a coffin." The one-armed man replied.

The boss asked, 'What are you buying a coffin for?' “

"Give it to me, to someone." Said the one-armed man. "Two coffins."

The boss felt that this one-armed man was really sick, and the illness was not light.

The boss thinks it's better not to talk to such a mentally ill person, otherwise, it won't be good to wait for the one-armed man to take a knife to kill him.

Quickly talked about the place where the coffin was sold.

The one-armed man turned around and left.

About ten minutes passed like this.

The one-armed man came to a shop that sold coffins.

The owner came out for a warm welcome.

"This, this, I want it." The one-armed man pointed to the two red coffins.

"Sir, good eyesight." The coffin owner praised, "The big red coffin is of good quality and the price is not expensive." ”

The coffin boss actually thinks it's strange, most people come to buy a coffin, this person is very strange, and he directly asks for two coffins.

The one-armed man nodded.

"Where do you live?" The coffin owner asked, "I'll send someone to send it over." ”

Two coffins are very heavy.

So send it for free.

"No, I'll just pull it, you can help me tie it together with a rope." The one-armed man said.

Coffin Boss; "You're alone?"

The one-armed man nodded.

The coffin owner looked at him, very puzzled, very strange, but the guest must have a reason to say this, so he still tied two big red coffins with ropes. "Thank you.

The one-armed man said, pulling the coffin and leaving.

"I didn't give any money." The coffin boss shouted.

"No money." The one-armed man said, "Give a face." ”

The coffin boss was directly confused.

I've seen it if you've eaten a bully meal.

But I've never seen a coffin here.

It's a coffin.

It's not anything ordinary.

"If you don't have any money, you'll come and buy a coffin," the coffin owner laughed angrily, and then called two stout men to stop the one-armed man. "Are you here to be happy with me, you don't have money to buy any coffin."

The one-armed man glanced at the coffin owner, silently walked to the front of a coffin, and then pressed one hand on top of the coffin.

There was a loud bang.

The sturdy coffin seemed to have been blown open by a bomb.

Sawdust splashing.

The coffin boss and the two guys gasped.

Magic?

No, it's not magic, it's a master.

"I want these two coffins, one is mine and the other is someone else's." The one-armed man said, "Give face." ”

After saying this, the coffin boss felt that if he didn't give face again, the one-armed man might kill him in the next second.

"Okay, okay, you go slowly, don't send it, welcome to come next time." The coffin boss and his buddies went out and politely sent the one-armed man.

Under dusk.

The one-armed man walked down the road with two coffins.

Pedestrians looked at each other.

When it was dark, the one-armed man pulled the two coffins to a place.

Then he stopped.

Sitting on top of the coffin, it seems a little tired,

Rest for a few minutes.

A few of the little hooligans were a little curious when they saw the one-armed man pulling the two coffins, so they came to threaten him, but a second later, one of the thugs had his eyes gouged out, and then no one came to quarrel with the one-armed man again.

The one-armed man rested for about five minutes, and then took out a very old mobile phone that could only make phone calls.

He didn't seem to use his cell phone much, and made calls awkwardly.

"I've arrived."

"Thank you."

"I should have done it. The one-armed man showed a smile, and when he laughed, he gave people a very stiff feeling.

"Hopefully you'll succeed."

"Okay."

Hung up the phone.

The one-armed man jumped from the mouth of the coffin.

Then pull the coffin upstairs.

Walk for another ten minutes and you'll be on your way to Homeland Security.

The goal is there!