As usual, Brian got out of the office, started the car parked in the basement, and slowly left to walk home. Even though many people told him to be careful during this time, Brian felt that the woman couldn't do anything to him.

Because Brian thinks he's careful and doesn't leave any handles. At this critical time, indiscriminately killing one's own people will cause a shock. When the hearts of the people are scattered, it will be even more difficult for the legion to lead.

Besides, if you have strengthened your guard because she has returned, doesn't that show that there is something wrong with you?! Maybe doing nothing is the best thing to do.

Sure enough, the woman had been back for almost three days without any movement. Brian wasn't summoned either, but he knew that many weren't called by the woman, not just him.

Even if you want to kill it, you'll meet and tell the difference, right?! Moreover, the fact that he has been fine these days has also strengthened his confidence.

"Buzz buzz......" The phone suddenly vibrate, and Brian glanced at the unfamiliar number. He frowned, and the phone rang a third time before he pulled over to the side of the road and picked up the phone.

Anyone who contacts themselves during this time is possible. So Brian adjusted his mood and picked up the phone in a low and steady voice: "I'm Brian." ”

"Mr. Brian, the Celeix family asked me to say hello." On the other end of the phone, there was a pause in silence when he reported his name before he said slowly.

Brian's pupils shrank, and he grabbed his seat belt and wanted to get out of the car

"Boom!!" The explosion sounded instantly, and Brian, who had unbuckled his seat belt, didn't even have time to open the car door. The violent explosion caused his whole body to fall down with the bullets of the car.

The last thing left for Brian was a look of horror and disbelief, and then his whole body was engulfed in the flames of the explosion......

At the same time, in a hotel in Marseille, Kelsen was holding a beautiful model, and his hands were constantly moving. Kelsen is still very satisfied with his body, and his years of fitness and diet control keep his body in the best condition.

And this little model is also Kelsen's eye. Recently she's been shooting a set of covers, and the company is Kelsen's. Getting closer to the little model, Kelsen felt it was time for him to take the next step.

"Mr. Kelson, the Celex family asked me to greet you." The words that erupted from the little model's mouth instantly made Kelsen's whole body go limp. Immediately, Kelsen wanted to shoot back with a backhand.

But he immediately felt something choke his throat. The sheer force dragged him up from the ground and dragged him into the air.

"Cluck...... Kelsen made a strange sound in his throat, and then the and urine dripped from his crotch to the floor ...... his crotch......

Soon, the struggling Kelsen stopped moving. The little model gently lowered him down, and then made a phone call to go out. Moments later, a team of glass cleaners descended into the room from the outside.

The skinny-looking little model lightly stuffed Kelsen into a suitcase and handed it out. The one outside seemed to be accustomed to taking the box and quickly lowered it to the next floor.

Then stuffed into that room. The little model quickly got dressed and walked out of the room slowly. Not long after she walked out of the room, room service with a cart came to clean up.

The room attendant was expressionless, but carefully began to clean the room. Ropes, carpets, bed linen in the room...... And so on, all traces were packed in a black bag.

Even the entire room was cleaned by the room service with a high concentration of detergent. He even carefully took out the purple light and scanned it to make sure that there was no trace before leveling the room and closing the door.

In the lobby of the hotel, the suitcase just now appeared in the hand of a thin man wearing glasses. The waiter tried to help, but was rejected with a smile. With some difficulty, he walked to the door with his suitcase, took a taxi and left the hotel.

The taxi walked around several times before stopping in front of an alley. Carrying the box through two alleys, a truck was already waiting. The man got into the van and started up.

After avoiding surveillance in several places, the car came to a deserted warehouse. Get out.

There were three men in the car, and they silently searched for a pack of quick-drying cement and an empty gasoline drum. Kelsen was taken out of the suitcase, thrown into a gasoline drum and sealed with fast-drying cement.

The car quickly drove to the dock, and with their passes on their passes, they easily passed through the port. This gasoline drum was put in a warehouse. Suitcases, ropes, and so on were put into a pile of exit garbage.

The car then left the dock. About half an hour later, the warehouse was opened. The oil drum was transported by forklift and delivered to a freighter. No one paid attention or asked about the whole process.

On top of that, there were hardly any people on the side at this time. The ship was quickly loaded with cargo, including the exported garbage. Soon after the freighter left the port, it entered the open sea, and several sailors on board walked to the oil drum.

Moved it to the side of the boat and pushed it overboard......

"Mr. Lucian, the Celex family has asked me to greet you......" Lucian clutched his chest, his finger just pricked by an unknown needle. He quickly clutched his throat and tried to get out for help.

But as soon as he stood up, he directly lost the strength of his whole body, and the whole person "bang~" fell to the ground. This is his office, and someone should find out if it's so loud.

Lucien thought one last thing, but he saw a pair of cold eyes through the window. The owner of those eyes, he was very familiar. It was his personal assistant and one of his most trusted people.

It's familiar, but now the owner of those eyes is so unfamiliar. There was indifference in his eyes, as if he was just looking at him and confirming his death.

Lucian understood that people were indeed waiting for him to die. The last struggle, drained Lucian's last breath. He finally didn't move. However, his personal assistant did not come in.

Instead, he turned and left. The next day, the news that Mr. Lucian, the owner of Lucian's trade, had died of a heart attack in his office began to appear in the newspapers......

Ordinary people think it's a little strange lately, and it seems that someone has always died like this for some reason. Moreover, this speed is somewhat frequent. Of course, most of these people they don't know......