Beep...beep...beep...

The phone rang out, Kimura was alone at home, frowning tightly, and looked worried.

I subconsciously pulled it into my arms, trying to smoke to relieve my irritability, but I took out the cigarette box, and it was already empty.

With a sigh, Kimura came to the living room sofa alone to sit down.

He couldn't help but look at the photo hanging on the living room wall, which was a photo of Kimura and a woman.

In the frozen picture, the sun shines against the sunny smiling faces of the two people, everything looks so beautiful.

Kimura in the photo frame is also completely different from his decadent and lost appearance now. His edges and corners are clean and there is no feeling of messiness.

And now Kimura is like being ravaged by life, breathing in a breath of sighs on his back.

His eyes were full of hesitation at this moment. Looking at the beautiful smiling face in the photo, there seemed to be a layer of hazyness in his eyes. Unconsciously, Kimura wiped the wetness at the corners of his eyes with his fingers.

After he took away his right hand that covered his eyes, his eyes were constantly wandering around. He was full of thoughts and suddenly showed a ruthless look. The hesitation and hesitation that had been before had been swept away, and it seemed that he had made up his mind to do what he wanted to do.

Kimura got up and left the sofa, hurriedly searched in the closet in his bedroom. He took out an old-fashioned mobile phone in the drawer of the closet.

This phone is covered with digital buttons, and its style is not even comparable to some elderly phones with backward functions.

He skillfully dialed the number towards the button, and Kimura put the phone in his ear.

Beep...beep...beep...

After the fourth tone, the phone was connected, but the other side seemed to be hiding something, but they were reluctant to speak for a long time.

After a few seconds of quiet confrontation, Kimura finally spoke first: "Are you here?"

“……………………”

The opposite side was still silent, Kimura was squirming at the teeth, frowning, as if a little impatient, and a slightly hoarse voice said: "I know you are listening to the phone!"

"Hmm...huh..."

There was a voice of helplessness coming from Kimura's cell phone in his ear, and a sense of indescribable sigh.

"Here, what's the matter?"

"I need you to do something for me!"

"Kimura, don't be too rude. Last time you asked me to assassinate someone, I've shot the man in the left chest as you asked!

I said, I did everything I should do!”

"Yes, I didn't want to look for you at first, but that man was still lucky. This time I want you to let him clearly realize his current situation!"

"You are sick. It takes so much effort. Isn't it just that Sato found someone to drive and hit your wife and killed her. I'll help you kill Sa..."

Before the other end of the phone finished speaking, Kimura was like a fierce wolf, with a ferocious face, and a cold roaring from a beast: "Shut up!

I am not allowed to mention my lover, I will stuff Sato, the dog thing to prison with my own hands!

I want to let him suffer a lot in prison, and I want him to have ten times! No! I will repay a hundred times, thousands of times, and millions of times!"

"What's the use of getting angry with me? I don't owe you!"

"Hmph..." With a cold snorting, Kimura said contemptuously: "You can't do it, but don't forget that your father will be released from prison in a few days. If I remember correctly, he will be almost fifty."

You said that if I handed over the evidence of the crime in my hand, your father would probably have to spend his whole life in prison!"

"Kimura, you bastard!

There are so many people in the world who clearly price the price to do dirty work for others, why do you want to find me?

I've been washing my hands for several years now!”

"Don't tell me this, I don't care. If you want to blame it, you blame it even though you know that your father ended up in prison for half his life, and you still have to inherit his father's business. This is called cause and effect!"

"You... I was only a teenager at that time since my father was imprisoned. If it weren't for the help of my father's friends, I wouldn't have been able to become an adult at all.

It’s not that I don’t want to escape from hell, but I’m just born in the mud and have nowhere to go, do you understand it!”

"Don't tell me if there are any. You helped me this time, and I promise not to bother you again in the future.

After all, your father only has a few days to be released from prison. He is a person in his fifties. You have to consider it. You should give him a chance to enjoy his old age, right?"

"you…………"

On the other end of the phone, the voice was filled with resentment but helpless. After a moment of silence, he asked coldly: "Tell me, what should you do?"

"At 2pm tomorrow, you will take someone to Fujiqiu Paradise, and I will call you when the time comes.

Remember one thing, tell your subordinates that what I want is not to let that person die, but to make him clear about his current situation and make him suffer a little!"

Doudou...

"Well……"

The phone was hung up directly. Kimura was a little surprised, but he didn't care. Then he began to prepare for meeting tomorrow and became busy.

On the other side, a man threw his cell phone on the table in disgust and rubbed his eyebrows, with a sense of fatigue.

This man looks in his twenties, and from his appearance he looks gentle and kind.

It feels like an ordinary person who is harmless, but no one would have thought that a few years ago he was still a cruel killer who used people's money to eliminate disasters.

The man murmured helplessly: "It seems that he is going to call again and trouble his partner."

So he picked up his phone and dialed it again, and the man took the lead in speaking: "Ishida, it's me Watanabe!"

"Haha, what's wrong? Is there anything wrong?"

"Those who call Kimura called me again."

“…………

Do I want him to settle for you?"

"No, I don't know if there is anyone behind him. My father is about to be released from prison. I don't want to cause trouble again. When my father is released from prison, I plan to take him out of this country."

"I understand...but...what he wants you to do this time?"

"Oh... it's hard to say anything. If you don't meet, I need you to provide me with some staff."

"Well... OK! See you in the old place, what do you think?"

"Okay, see you later!"

A crisis has gradually begun, and Hua Chaozun, the initiator of this farce, was leisurely tasting the food in front of him.

Murong Yan, who was standing beside him, kept monitoring him, took out the tablet computer from time to time, and carefully observed the camera images arranged around the entire residence.

After Hua Chaozun was full of wine and food, the maid took down a table of food. The bored Hua Chaozun crossed her legs, took out a toothpick and picked her teeth while saying, "Miss Murong, I have something I have to tell you. I hope you make arrangements early?"

"What's up?"

Murong Yan still had a cold tone, making people feel depressed.

"I have something to go out tomorrow. Didn't you say that I need to discuss it with you when I go out."

"Where are you going?"

"Go to Fujiqiu Paradise to see someone!"

When Murong Yan heard this, she frowned. She knew that as a bodyguard, what she had to do was to protect her client. She had no right or any reason to stop others from going out.

But as a professional character of a bodyguard, she still spoke up and said her suggestions: "I hope you think carefully, it is best to let your friend change to a quiet place with few people."
Chapter completed!