Driver of The Beautiful CEO Chapter 45: You will not have tomorrow

There is such a kind of people in this world, they are like beasts, as if they are born with the ability to track.

Seven days.

Without any information, Liu Yanbo figured out the daily routine of Jiuye and found his nine private houses.

Liu Yanbo already knows what should be mastered, what should not be mastered, what is useful, and what is useless.

There is another kind of people in the world, they are like ghosts, and darkness is their stage——

The weather in summer is like a child's face, and it changes when it changes.

As the evening approached, there was a sudden downpour, and it didn't stop for three hours.

The night is late and the rain has stopped.

Outside the window is pitch black, and there are so few dim stars in the distant sky.

The room is darker, with only a little scarlet when it is bright and dark.

Liu Yanbo leaned against the head of the bed in his suit, staring blankly, his eyes gleaming like night.

He hasn't been bloodthirsty for a long time.

Slap~

He heard a small noise, which was the sound of turning off the lights in the next room.

Yin Hanruo is going to bed.

This is not a supernatural ability, but an instinct that he has tempered through countless lives and deaths.

Liu Yanbo pinched out the cigarette butt, he slowly got up and walked to the window, walking as light as a civet cat.

Opening the window, the house is silent.

This night, it's so bleak.

When the breeze blew, the people by the window had already disappeared.

The killing is about to begin--

The western suburbs.

With the increasing economic development of the sea, more and more people come to this golden city to find opportunities to stand out. The central area is already overcrowded, and even the most remote suburbs are already overcrowded. .

There are only so many opportunities. Everyone wants to seize it. Everyone is working hard. Some gain and some lose.

What is lost is not discouraged, and the blood is still left for a certain day in the future, but the immediate livelihood must be solved.

The housing prices in the prosperous areas are already sky-high. Whether it is buying or renting, it is no longer affordable for people struggling at the bottom.

Partitioned rooms, simple facilities, narrow and messy cobweb-like paths extending in all directions...

It’s far away from the prosperous place, but it is where many people’s dreams begin--

In the most remote place in the western suburbs, there is a striking and unique private house. It has two floors and is surrounded by a low-rise house with only one floor.

It's aloft, just like its owner.

It is already midnight, and the farther place has been shrouded in darkness. Only this private house is still brightly lit.

They are like the most loyal guards, guarding their king, staying up all night.

Not bad.

The most secret lair of Jiuye is here.

This was also the place where his dream began.

Only here can he become unscrupulous, playing with the most beautiful woman, counting the ugly money, hiding the people who shouldn’t hide...

Here, he is the only master.

In the gloomy night, even the lights seemed dim, which made people feel depressed.

Boom~

A dazzling lightning suddenly tore through the night sky, and then, thunder rolled in, like a drum of war.

Is it going to rain again?

On the balcony on the second floor, Jiuye shook his head helplessly. The weather tonight is as bad as his mood.

"Jiuye, it's going to rain soon, come in." The speaker was an old man about fifty years old.

"Old ghost, how long have you been with me?" Jiuye looked at the brilliant lights downstairs and looked at his kingdom.

"Thirty-one years." The old ghost replied without thinking.

"Thirty-one years, you, the little ghost of the year, has become the old ghost now. When you are old, I am also old." Jiuye's face showed vicissitudes, but his eyes became fierce. "We haven't had such a big loss for a long time."

Slightly, Jiuye continued to ask: "How is Xue Long's injury?"

"Completely useless. The rest of his life can only be spent in bed, no different from the living dead." The old ghost lowered his head and hands, and he couldn't see any fluctuations in his face, it was very plain. "Jiuye, he is alive and suffers, or should I send him a ride?"

"Oh...it's a pity a good seedling." Jiuye sighed long, and there was a flash of unbearable expression in his expression, but soon, he returned to the posture that a hero should have. "This hatred must be paid."

This is the conclusion.

Jiuye’s conclusion is an order, and an order is used to execute it.

The old ghost stepped aside silently and stopped answering.

Pattern~

When the first drop of rain fell, Jiu Ye finally turned around and walked into the house.

There were people in the room, who had just come in, sitting on the sofa in twos and threes, whispering in bird language that Jiuye didn’t understand, and seeing him come in, some people got up and used unskilled Hua Xia asked: "Jiu Ye, have you found out the whereabouts of our young master?"

"Your young master is not in the hands of the police. He is detained in the military district."

As soon as the words were over, there was another bird's voice in the room, and there seemed to be an argument, and the noise of Chili Guara caused headaches.

Cough~

Jiu Ye coughed slightly, and when everyone in the room came down to look at him, he slowly said: "I have a way to save your young master, but before that, you have to do it for me. Kill someone."

After that, he took a photo from his pocket and threw it on the coffee table.

Someone picked up the photo and glanced at it. The blunt Chinese language did not affect his disdain: "It's just a taxi driver, and we still need to take action?"

The person in the photo is not someone else, but Liu Yanbo. He is sitting in the taxi and smiling happily.

Jiu Ye did not intend to be kind. As he said himself, no one has let him suffer such a big loss for a long time.

The appearance of Liu Yanbo not only made him lose a still capable subordinate, but also hindered his grand plan to dominate the underground world of the sea city again, making him faceless in front of his supporters. .

People live a face.

Jiu Ye takes his old face very seriously. People who have slapped him in the face have disappeared inexplicably. He doesn't want this taxi driver to be an exception~ IndoMTL.com~ You'd better not underestimate him. , Or you will die. "Jiuye never underestimates any enemy. This is one of the many reasons why he can live so far. "This is China, the land of Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, and it is not comparable to Southeast Asia. "

Jiuye's words without euphemism caused no dissatisfaction, because he was telling a fact.

A rather wretched moustache stood up from the sofa, reached out his hand and glanced at the photo in his companion’s hand, smiled and said: "Jiuye knows something, our'undercurrent' people do not belong to any one Regions, any country in the world is our stage. Southeast Asia is, Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, China is no exception. Killing a person on our stage, in the words of your Chinese, is simply a piece of cake."

"Jiuye, if you don't believe me, I will help you kill the taxi driver tomorrow." The wretched man laughed loudly and said the five words'taxi driver' very loudly.

Arrogant!

To be arrogant and arrogant.

China may not be the largest country in the world, but it is the safest country in the world. This is a forbidden place for killers and mercenaries. Dare to step in privately and kill without mercy——

Boom~

A more violent thunder suddenly exploded, and there was a violent storm and rain, accompanied by a murderous aura that was more gloomy than the night.

"You will not have tomorrow."

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