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The weather was cloudy and the afternoon air was full of humidity.

Klein Park, Charles Grand Dining Room.

The people dining in the shed noticed that it was going to rain, and they hurried back home.

And inside the restaurant, several tables were finished.

"It's time to go home."

"Yes..."

This restaurant is divided into a hall and a dining room. The dining room is very strict and is a choice for guests who do not like to be disturbed.

In this restaurant, there is an additional fee attached to choosing a dining room meal.

At present, there is only one restaurant, a family of four eating, and they have just arrived.

The people in the hall were almost gone, and there were only the last two diners left in the entire hall.

They were Bullseye and a man in black with a hat.

Bullseye was still wearing a blue tight battle suit, he was eating steak and drinking iced tea, looking very relaxed.

"Money is not everything. Sometimes you have to relax, and after you relax... continue to make money."

He always said that to himself.

"Why haven't you left? It's closing."

The waiter with curly yellow hair looked at this strangely dressed, neurotic man with a cold face.

When Bullseye heard this, he pulled out the flying knife from his waist and nailed it to the opposite wall with a 'whoosh'.

This hand really restrained the curly hair, and he looked at the flying knife whose entire blade didn't go into the wall...

—What a combination of power and skill to achieve such a state!

Bullseye got up: "I came to your house for dinner to give you face, but you want to drive me away."

The curly-haired man pursed his lips: "You have already finished eating, and we are indeed going to close, even if it is not cloudy, it should be like this. It is usually about this point."

Bullseye scratched his neck and licked his lips.

"Okay, I'm leaving."

Bullseye got up, kicked open the door of the restaurant with a 'bang', and walked out with arrogant steps.

After Bullseye left, the chef and the owner of the inner room came out. The two walked to the table of the man with the hat, and found a place to sit down. After the man with the curly hair locked the door, he also walked to the hat. The table of the man.

The four of them sat in pairs, but three of them were all looking at the man in the hat.

"Did you bring it?"

The boss asked, and when he asked this, he glanced out the window, then tilted his head and motioned for the curly-haired man to draw the curtains as well.

"Brought it."

The voice of the man in the hat was very soft. He took out his bag and took out a small transparent bag containing white particles.

"And what about the money?"

"That's it?" The boss looked at the small bag, a little anxious.

"It's not enough? How much powder do you want to mix? A few pills are enough. Too much is easy to be discovered, and you earn less!" The man in the hat reminded loudly.

"It's none of your business how much you earn! I want to measure it! Do you know how much? It's not just me! I'll use it too! It's obviously not enough!" the boss said anxiously.

"I'm sorry, but this bag was distributed to you without telling the above. The quantity is not much. Others have already ordered all. This time I can only give you this bag, and the price..."

"You said a month ago that you had a lot and wanted me to buy more, but now you say there's not much?"

"At that time, you obviously bought a lot from me. I expected that you should be able to use it for a long time, but who would have thought..."

"Not that **** yet! I hate that bitch!"

The boss gritted his teeth and said, of course he was referring to Jessica, the detective who destroyed all his inventory, and he hated it to the bottom of his heart.

He can't, he understands.

That guy named Jessica has a heroic medal, and the strength shown is also a genuine hero level.

He is agile, quick in response, and extremely powerful. His entire body is hidden in armor, and he is invulnerable to bullets. Only his face is the weak point.

However, a person who is both agile and quick, a headshot is easier said than done?

But the boss himself is a person with a small stomach. For him, this situation is simply to endure for a while, the more he thinks, the more angry he is, and the more he thinks about it, the more he loses.

Later, he got the news that Jessica herself was not in the office, so he found someone with the goal of destroying all the things in the office and taking away the valuable ones. This was considered revenge. Again the lowest.

What he didn't know was that Jessica had returned to the office and the man he sent had caught a current!

After the poor guy smashed the glass and jumped in, he found Jessica when he checked the second floor. Jessica, who was taking a nap at that time, opened her eyes, and the sound had alarmed her!

Looking at each other, war is about to break out.

Of course, it's just that some poor **** was beaten unilaterally...

"Who is that **** referring to?" The man in the hat raised his eyebrows and asked, he didn't know about it.

"I lost my inventory because of an accident." The boss straightened the topic, "So, you sold me what someone else ordered. I just saw that you paid for it, and there are still some in it."

"Indeed, look at it."

The chef sitting next to the man in the hat smashed out all the bags of pellets in the man's satchel without knowing it, and held it in his hand and showed it to a few people.

"give me back!"

The man in the hat went to grab it, but the chef didn't give it. He tried hard to pick at the chef's hand and used his nails. The chef was in pain and knocked him to the ground with one elbow.

I saw the hooded man rolling on the ground, getting up and wanting to take out the gun attached to his waist, but it came out empty.

"Are you looking for this?"

The chef spun the black object on his left hand, which was a pistol, while the bags of pellets in his right hand were pushed by him on the table and pushed in front of the boss.

"Are you trying to rob? You know that I won't allow robbers to be among my clients. If you rob this time, we will interrupt the transaction, and you will be waiting for sanctions!" anger.

"That's exactly what I'm asking. Where do you get the goods? Tell me the source of the goods directly. I don't think I need you as a middleman."

The boss smiled and walked up to the man in the hat and looked at him: "This business has turned sour. Whether you can go out safely depends on your choice."

This is a naked threat.

The man in the hat shoved the boss away, gritted his teeth and said, "What do you think you are? I'll call the boss now, and you will always..."

The quarrel continued...

In a dining room in the far corner of the hall...

"What are they arguing about Frank?"

An elderly woman with white temples frowned and asked the middle-aged man sitting across from the round table.

The man named Frank ordered the table with a fork, thought about it, and said, "Maybe there was a dispute over the bill? What do you think, Maria?"

The beautiful woman called Maria smiled: "Who knows, oh... Wipe your mouth, Lisa!"

Lisa is a cute little girl, she nodded obediently when she heard her mother's words, picked up a tissue and wiped her mouth...

The meal was almost over, Frank helped the aged woman to get up, and the others were about to leave.

When a few people walked out of the dining room and came to the hall... they saw the chef was dragging a corpse! Blood was dragged on the floor!

A few people in the hall, a curly-haired man was recording something at a dining table, and the boss seemed to be making a call with his mobile phone.

The appearance of the Frank family made everyone in the hall swept their eyes to them.

The boss frowned. Obviously, he didn't expect there were other people in the restaurant. He clearly ordered all the customers to be blasted away!

The curly-haired man took a deep breath, realizing that this was his negligence, and glanced at the boss...

And the boss didn't look at him~www.NovelMTL.com~ has already pointed the gun at the Frank family.

"You see what you shouldn't see."

The windows rattled, as if struck by the rain that had already fallen.

The boss's eyes at the moment are cold and determined.

"Today this person died with me, something that must not be revealed, so I'm sorry..."

Hearing what the boss said, the curly-haired man tightened his grip on the pen in his hand. He understood that the whole family would die here today, and the pistol equipped with a silencer and the sound insulation of the restaurant would not attract any attention.

Even if it is suspected, the boss can settle everything with insufficient evidence.

'Dong dong dong', just then there was a knock on the door.

"Open the door! The community sends warmth!"

Ivan's voice seemed to be able to penetrate obstacles and came in clearly from the outside.