In the past few days, all the thieves have been a little uneasy. Because Big Brother Tim's today is not their tomorrow. Although from the day everyone became a pirate, they knew that there would be a day. But since Lin Cheng joined, the zero casualties in each operation have made everyone accustomed to it, and now that so many people have suddenly died, everyone is a little depressed, but there are also many people who are occupied by anger and vow to find out the murderer of the eldest brother Tim.

As a pirate, there are not a few people who have offended Tim, and there are many blackmailers, who knows how the owner of the ship will want to take revenge on you, so everyone has no clue at all.

None of the pirates knew about the feud between Tim and Prince Dura in Monte Carlo, but Lin Cheng knew. He was almost certain that it was Dura Jr. who did it.

The little prince was in his palatial palace-like home at this time, gently tasting the eighty-two years of Lafite, and a beautiful woman was kneeling gently under his feet, massaging the toes of little Dura.

Little Prince Dura was so comfortable that he couldn't help but scream. More than half of the entire Jordanian national oil fields are controlled by Prince Dura Jr., of course, Jr. Dura is the spokesperson of the royal family, and the entire Jordanian royal family's oil field industry is managed by Little Dura.

In an era when oil fields are synonymous with black gold, the water-scarce Middle East is rich. Little Prince Dura is proficient in everything he plays, and in his home, it is almost a harem of the world's royal palace, which collects all kinds of beauties, including flat, convex, and pouting.

Prince Dula Jr. also enjoyed the blessings of all people in his harem.

"Yes, up the point, up the point, right here. Little Dura's eyes were closed comfortably, and a mixed-race beauty was giving him a full body massage, whether it was pressed or touched, only he knew.

Suddenly, the beauty's movements stopped, "Don't stop, continue, continue." Little Prince Dura's eyes were still closed, but little Dula called for a long time, no one answered, he opened his eyes to see that the half-race beauty who was massaging him stared straight behind him.

Little Prince Dula turned to see a man standing behind him at some point, and this person was still someone he knew. The one I saw the other day at the Casino de Monte Carlo.

Looking at Lin Cheng's smile, the little prince Dura's heart was shocked. This man must be a dead man? He just sent an Apache with Hellfire to the Somali region the day before yesterday, and he should have killed this person, how could he find him?

It's strange that such a person with bare hands gives little Prince Dula a very dangerous feeling, he doesn't know if the mixed-race beauty who massaged him feels like this, but little Dura's body has a slight coolness.

"What do you want to do?"

"I want your life. "These gentlemen are what Lin Cheng hates the most, because these people rely on the money and power in their hands, they want other people's lives at every turn, and they can get away with the law.

Lin Cheng didn't have a word of nonsense, and he didn't bother to talk nonsense with the little prince Dura.

Little Prince Dura waved his hand, "Wait, whoever sent you, how much he gave you, I will give you double, oh no, ten times." ”

"Money is not everything. Lin Cheng shook his head, and his palms slowly pressed on the top of the little Dura's head.

Little Prince Dula wanted to move forward, but as if the man behind him had a magic force holding him, he couldn't move, "Someone, someone, help, help!" shouted Little Prince Dura.

"You better save some effort, you have a total of twenty-eight bodyguards here, and they shouldn't be conscious. Lin Cheng said expressionlessly.

Little Prince Dula is not stupid, he just yelled so much, but he didn't call his own people, which is already very revealing. And the coldness I felt just now was probably because the person who came was stained with the blood of his bodyguards, so I felt so frightened.

It turned out that the murderous aura really existed, and this murderous aura made the little prince Dula breathless.

"Wait, you haven't heard my bid yet?" Little Prince Dura seemed to want to let himself take the initiative to ask about his bid, but Lin Cheng's palm was still slowly pressing towards the top of his head, and he didn't seem to want to listen to him at all.

Little Prince Dula has no doubt that this person's palm can kill him, because this person can break through the siege under the protection of so many bodyguards, and he does not have a weapon in his hand, for these strong people, little Prince Dula has not seen it, so he has no doubt that his life is in danger now.

Lin Cheng's palm was about to touch Xiao Dura's Heavenly Spirit Gai, and Prince Xiao Dula hurriedly spoke, "You don't want money, I can give you an oil field." ”

Hearing Xiao Dula say that he would give him an oil field, Lin Cheng suddenly remembered that he used to discuss with Xu Jingjing, the chief financial officer, whether he could play with crude oil, which opened up an idea for Lin Cheng, maybe he could really get an oil field to play. However, what little Dula is based on righteousness, this is not something that money can shake.

Lin Cheng's palm pressed on the top of Prince Dura's head, and his inner strength was vigorous, directly hitting the dark energy into Xiao Dura's brain. Little Prince Dula was silent and died instantly.

Lin Cheng didn't pay attention to the mixed-race beauty who pretended to be stunned, so Shi Shiran walked out of Xiao Dura's villa.

Outside, the pirate squad leader Hain, Leopard, and Disa were waiting for Lin Cheng in a rented car outside. The three of them were nervous, because they hadn't heard any sound since Lin Cheng entered, as if nothing had happened inside at all.

Although Disha is someone Tim admires, he has always been Lin Cheng's follower, and he did not train with Tim's pirate reserves, so he picked up a life.

Maybe only ten minutes, or less, Lin Cheng walked out, "Drive!"

Lin Cheng didn't say a word about this. Although Hain wanted to know, he came to play the role of a driver this time, so it was naturally inconvenient to ask. Disha couldn't help it anymore and asked Lin Cheng if it was smooth?

Lin Cheng nodded, "In the future, there will be no more little Prince Dula in the world!"

The death of Prince Dura Jr. caused an uproar in the Jordanian country. Although Prince Dura Jr. is not the king's first heir, he is the richest man in the entire country, in fact, everyone knows that Little Dura's money is in charge of his father's emperor, but his sudden death has caused widespread speculation.

The king of Jordan was furious, and his son was killed in his own country, and according to the maid of the house, the murderer was an Oriental, not tall, not short, neither fat nor thin, and his eyes were cold, but he could see through people's hearts.