The river is about to burn the mountain

At sunrise, the salty sea breeze mixed with the smell of blood in the air, blowing under everyone's noses.

On the deck, Zhou Yu and Jiang Zhan were sitting, and kneeling in front of them was a man whose head and face were covered with blood, his eyes were swollen like two rotten eggs oozing pus.

And this bloody man was the one who discussed the money laundering business with the two of them earlier,

——Qineit, representative of VK Group Asia.

Jiang Zhan tried the latest M90 pistol in his hand. He didn't know whether it was the gun that he didn't like, or he was not satisfied with the current progress. He looked a little impatient.

Zhou Yu straightened his watch, apparently in the same mood as his friend.

Load the gun, pull the trigger again, and this time the shot hit the man's shoulder blade.

A howl startled the innocent seagulls, and someone's phone rang.

The anger on the other end of the phone pierced through the waves.

"Jiang Zhan! What do you mean by asking Fang Bei to drive?!"

Zhou Yu turned his head and smiled teasingly.

Jiang Zhan covered the phone, and made a "shut up" gesture to the horrific man opposite.

"Hey, baby, what are you talking about?...The signal here is not very good, I can't hear you clearly..."

The doctor in charge of keeping people from dying made a big move, and Qineit screamed desperately.

Jiang Zhan glanced coldly, and Yi Qian had his mouth gagged immediately.

"Ah? Someone fell down just now. Is that what Fang Bei said?...Okay, you go to work obediently. The signal is not good. I'll talk about it when I go back."

The people around Jiang Zhan are used to it, and know that he has a precious dragon spit bead recently, but the rest of the people, just hearing Jiang Zhan's soft-spoken coaxing, look like they have seen a ghost .

hang up the phone,

Zhou Yu teased: "I don't know the signal here is not good."

Jiang Zhan curled his lips, "Hey, I have a big temper... I had an accident with my car two days ago, and no one else needs to go to the hospital. I can let him drive without worry? Besides, it's not good for me to assign him a driver. Is it? It’s safe if someone picks it up and someone drops it off... I guess we’ll have another fight when we go back.”

Zhou Yu didn't bother to say to him: "It's not something you're used to when you have a bad temper, you'll learn to be good after smoking two meals."

Jiang Zhan was still worried about what he would do if Ji Qiuhan got angry with him when he went back, so he turned his head to talk to Zhou Yu.

Who knew Zhou Yu raised his head to look at Yi Qian who was next to him after listening to a few sentences: "You still have to ask A Qian how to deal with speeding."

"..." Yi Qian, who was standing next to him, tensed his waist and hips instantly, "Brother Yu, I didn't dare..."

Jiang Zhan glanced at Yi Qian, and the guilty Yi Qian felt hairy all over his body. Fortunately, Jiang Zhan finally gave him the phone in his hand.

Jiang Zhan walked up to the man, brushed his hair messed up by the sea breeze, and bent over slightly.

"It's been two hours, and I told you not to talk, did you just call it? I wanted to give you anesthesia, but now I don't think you really need it, so I just let you have a good time."

He coldly ordered: "Keep looking, just dig it out for me."

Several doctors nodded and carefully screened the man with detectors.

Qi Chuan is Zhou Yu's confidant. After a while, he came over with a tray. On the white gauze, there were two things like microchips, with flesh and blood attached, and showed them to the two of them.

"A total of two built-in miniature bombs were found on him, which can be detonated by remote control. They were respectively implanted in the back of his neck and cecum through surgery. The specific data will be taken back for further analysis."

Qineit didn't even have the strength to scream, he was unconscious, and the blood and flesh that had been bitten in his mouth were all chewed up and spit out by himself.

The atmosphere on the deck was tense for a while.

No one would bury a bomb in his body, unless——, he was simply a puppet controlled by others.

"It seems that our information is not fake. The real Mr. W never planned to cooperate with us from the very beginning. Qineit was sent here just to delay time."

He used a pretense to play them for three months, right?

"Qi Chuan."

Zhou Yu's face was not filled with joy or anger, but there was only a lot of violence in the Zhou family. He waved his hand, and this man who had lost his value was about to be thrown into the sea. After all, in the iron cage below, a group of ferocious sharks were raised. Already impatient.

"Keep him first." Jiang Zhan raised his hand to stop.

"VK's agent will change this year. Mr. W did nothing more than guess that we want to replace him in VK."

The "VK" in Jiang Zhan's mouth is a transnational criminal group with a wide range of activities. The criminal network has spread all the way from Southeast Asia to the Middle East and Eastern Europe.Under each region, there is a general agency that belongs to different "businesses". The business ranges from trafficking in human organs to smuggling arms and laundering money.

"This Qineit has been with him for ten years. It is impossible to have nothing in his hand. If he pries his mouth again, anyway, that W is hidden now. We can't find it, but it doesn't mean others can't find it. If those clients of Mr. W Knowing that your 'sales bill' will be leaked, and even..."

The customers who can cooperate with VK are black or white with amazing power, and the more such people are, the more they are in the upper class, and they have a very decent identity cover.

How could Zhou Yu not understand what his friend meant? He tapped his index finger twice on the last knuckle on the back of his left hand,

"I will release the news of Qineit's betrayal. As for the insignificant "bills" in his hands, I will simply hand over some of them to the police. When the news of the investigation comes out, the remaining 'big customers' will be counted as Digging three feet will also help us dig out Mr.W."

In fact, whether it is Qineit or Mr.W,

Jiang Zhan and Zhou Yu have never been interested in leftovers.

From the very beginning, they wanted to sit on the upper seats, on top of the feast, and share a delicious meal.