Chapter 1750 The Pit that Has to Jump (Please Subscribe!)

manor.

Chamber of Secrets.

The old man was in a tangle.

Announced?

Still not announced.

Once it is announced, it will be a public scandal. This is not a trivial matter, not just a matter of shame. After doing it for a long time, my own people beat my own people, this oolong is a bit big!

Not published.

How to cover up?

"hiss!"

Headache.

I was going to go fishing, but I didn't expect that I caught the corner of my clothes and pulled so hard that I tore my clothes to pieces before I found out. No, he can't let this news spread out, he has to keep it in his pocket.

Think of this.

The old man was very depressed.

Gophers.

The digging was done, but I didn't want people to know, and I had to work hard to backfill the soil. It was really ridiculous. "Block the news, and don't let outsiders know that they are 'heavy fists' people."

"Yes."

Good luck too.

Just a fight.

People from other consortiums barely survived.

Even alive.

He was also injured. Those who brought the dead man back and identified him were all his own. It would take a lot of time to hide from other consortia, but it was not impossible.

Fake identity.

Destroy as soon as possible.

Otherwise, you will be implicated yourself.

this action.

It can be said that it is a big loss. My direct power and dark power are fighting each other. No matter how I look at it, it is my own loss, and it has also caused other financial groups to lose a lot. In any case, it is impossible to laugh it off.

God!

Do you want to play like this? This is such a pit.

visible.

touch it.

But it makes you have to jump in.

Calm down.

Calm down.

To be pissed off, can't draw. Fortunately, Heavy Punch did not attack the families of other consortiums, otherwise, he would really be scared to death, because this might bring devastating disasters to the family.

. . .

the other end.

Many people are waiting.

"Why hasn't it worked out yet?"

"so slow."

"How long can it take to identify an identity? Face recognition is enough."

"Yup."

"Old Ford is really unlucky. He was beaten at the door of his house. I don't know what kind of hatred it was. This makes me curious. I must ask carefully later. There is a story in it."

"Perhaps revenge for this action."

"possible."

"Have no anti-aircraft weapons been found yet?"

"No, the transaction of this kind of thing is hidden, and someone may smuggle it from other countries, we really can't completely determine the origin of these anti-air weapons, and it is difficult to analyze the fragments."

"..."

Obviously.

Starting with weapons, this road has no way to go. They have sold so many secretly and secretly over the years, and it is impossible to track them down. Therefore, everyone is waiting for the identity result over there.

ten minutes later.

"coming."

A piece of information came.

"What?"

read it.

Everyone looked at each other.

"Unidentified!"

This is the conclusion.

After working for a long time, so many people died, and in exchange for this result, there were also photos of these killed people, each of which could not distinguish their faces, and had no documents.

"how come?"

"These people are really ruthless, and they have such a heavy hand on their own people."

"Good trick."

"The clue is broken again."

"..."

loss.

Both lose. For these photos, they do not doubt that the force is hidden, this action is a head-on confrontation, and it is normal not to leave clues that they can find out.

"I'm even more curious."

"same."

"Zero over there..."

"Of course, the action continues. No matter who this force is, the existence of Zero is no longer in our interests, and it cannot be drawn out in the short term. This is a hard-won opportunity."

"Right."

"..."

. . .

manor.

Chamber of Secrets.

The old man breathed a sigh of relief, and temporarily passed the test. Since the corpses were collected by his own people, it was easy to make up for it, and face recognition was not very useful, unless DNA was used, but there was no library.

face recognition.

fingerprint.

DNA.

All have to have corresponding libraries, otherwise they will be blinded. He never imagined that the actions he was responsible for had to be finished by himself, and then he had to try his best to sweep the other tails clean.

OMG!

What is this called.

Self-inflicted?

right.

This is the word, and the most important thing to do next is to regain control of the punch. I haven't found out before that the existence that I usually ignore can do such amazing things.

. . .

Canada.

middle.

A bar in a small town is on the second basement floor.

"Who the hell are you?" Kitty's voice trembled, pointing to a woman in front of her. Just now, she imitated her own voice and called the aloof father.

That voice.

That tone.

exactly like her.

"friend."

The woman looked at her.

He said lightly, "From now on, you can start hating him. Haven't you always wanted to know how your mother, brother, and grandfather's family died? His reaction should explain everything."

"Impossible!" Kitty said.

"Actually, you already have a guess, don't you?"

"..."

Kitty was silent.

indeed.

After the investigation for so long, all the evidence has disappeared, as if it has been erased. The person who has such means must be a big man, and the one who has the motive is the cheap father.

"What do you want me to do?"

For a while.

Kitty looked up at the woman.

This is not her stronghold, but she is in a bad mood. Come here for a drink. Unexpectedly, this bar seems to be a family of people, and the two of them came up and took her to the underground wine cellar.

"unnecessary."

"..."

Kitty looked at the man suspiciously.

"You want a punch?"

"Do not."

"That.."

"Just think, you should know the truth, even if it's cruel."

"and then?"

"Send you to a place and live well. After today, you, Gina, are in control of the new fist. Of course, it has nothing to do with you, just borrow your name."

"Don't kill me?"

"Why kill you?"

"captivity?"

"Just live in another place, not alone, some of your henchmen are there."

"..."

It seems.

He didn't even have anyone to save him, he just didn't know what these people did, and he didn't seem to be small. Otherwise, that cheap father wouldn't have called him personally, just twice a year before.

"Do you want him to die?"

heard.

Kitty's expression changed several times, but she hadn't waited for her to come to a conclusion.

"It's not up to you to decide his life or death."

Kitty: "..."

Then you also ask, Kitty sighed, life and death are no longer in his control, not to mention the life and death of others, resistance? I tried it just now, but the result was miserable, and people picked her up with one hand.

Talk about conditions?

In this way, how can we talk about it, people control the situation.

"dizzy!"

Ten seconds later.

Kitty's eyes darkened and she fell to the ground.

five minutes later.

A big man came in, threw a bead on the ground, and with a flash of light, Kitty disappeared. Just now, the headquarters of Heavy Punch was taken over, and the transmission nodes were used up, so it was sent over.

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