The intelligence officer is not Chinese, but an authentic American, Witt Smith. In fact, the secret service organizations of various countries like to develop intelligence officers locally and use the familiar faces of local intelligence officers to obtain intelligence more.

Witt Smith was sitting in the living room listening to music with an extremely relaxed expression. He had received information that the Chinese agents were not killed, but this was not important. What was important was that he had already received the money and the Chinese agents didn't care about him either.

He planned this explosion and killed dozens of people. The US authorities could not ignore it and would definitely investigate it strictly. I believe that the Chinese agents must be like rats crossing the street at this time, so they still have the intention to cause trouble for him.

Ding Dong! The doorbell rang, and a smile flashed across Werte's face. He quickly opened the door. The person who came was the drug lord Fan Deming. Behind Fan Deming was a man in black. He was strong and could tell at a glance that he was very skilled.

"Witt, have you got the thing?" Van Deming went straight to the point. If it weren't for this thing, he had left the United States and headed to the African continent, perhaps where would it be better for drug lords like him to survive.

"Of course, the key is..." Witt poked his finger. The thing had been prepared for a long time, and the key was money. Compared to the value of this thing, the profit of selling the Chinese agents was only a drop in the bucket.

Fan Deming glanced at the bodyguard, and the bodyguard immediately put the box on the table, and after opening it, it was neatly discharged US dollars: "Three million US dollars, you can check it first."

Witt looked roughly and confirmed that there was no problem. He turned around and went back to the room, and soon came out again, holding a small stone sculpture in his hand and put it on the table: "Boss Fan, you can inspect the goods first."

This is a human-shaped stone sculpture that is only the size of a palm. Its carvings are rough and nothing is worth noting. But it is the most important collection of an American rich man. Later, Witt killed the American rich man and took the stone sculpture away, waiting to take action.

Fan Deming carefully held the stone sculpture. If it weren't for this stone sculpture, he wouldn't have come to the United States at all. In fact, he was guiding everything, including Witt selling off the Chinese agents, and the purpose of all this was to make this stone sculpture.

He did not know the origin of this stone sculpture, nor did he know the function of this stone sculpture, but he knew in his heart that this stone sculpture was related to a legendary secret overseas. As long as he could crack this secret, he could get endless benefits. As for what the benefits were, Fan Deming didn't know, but he would definitely not lose money, just like Qin Xuebing was looking for treasure.

"That's right, it's this thing!" Van Deming nodded slightly. The thing was right. This trip to the United States should be over.

The bodyguard pulled out his pistol, which was equipped with a silencer, and pointed it at Vette's forehead. However, Vette's face was not at all panicked, but instead smiled: "Boss Fan, doing this does not seem to be in line with the rules on the Tao?"

"Sorry, keeping you is a hidden danger after all!" Fan Deming also smiled. It would be enough for him to know the secret of the Shiren alone. When he left the United States, even the bodyguards would follow him to meet the King of Hell.

"I wonder if Boss Fan has watched Qin Xuebing's treasure hunting program on the snow-capped mountains." Witt still smiled.

"What?" Fan Deming was not sure, so he naturally watched those shows. After all, the hype was too hot and the content was very interesting.

"Then do you remember how Scar threatened Qin Xuebing?" Witt asked again.

"You..." Fan Deming's face changed slightly. In that episode, Scar tied a bomb on his body, threatening Qin Xuebing with an avalanche.

"I just did it like this." Witt stretched out his right hand, with a thin thread tied to his finger. As long as he lowered his hand, he would detonate the bomb tied to his body.

"You..." Fan Deming's face changed again. As long as a grenade tied to Witter's body was enough to make everyone crushed to pieces.

"I didn't want to come up with this bad plan, but Boss Fan's behavior is really unbelievable."

Witt shrugged his shoulders and said lightly: "But we are all businessmen, so we don't want to be angry. There is no need to kill you. Put down your gun and take the stone man away."

"You won!" Fan Deming smiled bitterly, signaling the bodyguard to put down the gun, then picked up the stone man and retreated carefully.

Huh! When the two left, Vite breathed a sigh of relief. He was not a life-deserving ruthless character like Scar. If he hadn't calculated accurately, he wouldn't have played such a game of death. Besides, there was no bomb on his body, he just tied a thin line to scare people.

Dingling...Witt suddenly heard the sound of bells and couldn't help but wonder that there was no bell installed at home. If it were bells outside, the sound would never be able to pass through the wall. But he heard it clearly, it was the sound of bells! Suddenly he thought of something, the captain of the agent was carrying a string of bells on his wrist.

"Not good!" Witt was shocked. He didn't expect that the Chinese agents would come so quickly. If they were caught to death by those people, they would definitely die, and they would have to lose a layer of skin before death.

His reaction was extremely rapid, and he immediately thought of running. But he no longer had the strength to escape. The sound of bells was like sharp thorns, which penetrated into his mind, causing him to have a split headache.

This kind of taste will be a hundred times more uncomfortable. Witt wishes to commit suicide immediately, but he doesn't even have the strength to commit suicide. At this moment, the ringtone suddenly became faster, and Witt fainted happily.

The door was opened, and Fan Deming and the bodyguard walked in first, with their eyes blank and weak, obviously suffering a lot of torture and unable to even think of resisting.

The beautiful snake and Xiangxi also walked in, with a smile on their lips, but they were extremely cold. The next thing was simple, and they woke up Witt and tortured them with the secret technique of Qimen. It was easy to collect all of Fan Deming's funds and the secret of the stone man.

"It's really only these?" The beautiful snake frowned. Although the stone man had a secret, this secret was too vague and made people unable to grasp the direction.

"I really only know this, please don't torture me anymore." Van Deming cried and cried. The short experience had destroyed his nerves. If he had suffered that torture again, he would rather commit suicide.

"Since that's the case, I won't force me to ask."

The beautiful snake's words made Fan Deming relieved, and he finally didn't have to bear the torture anymore. But the beautiful snake's next words made him frightened: "Of course, you have no value in use, just die in pain."

Before Fan Deming had time to beg for mercy of the beautiful snake, he had already activated the Qimen secret technique, leaving three people to endure inhuman torture in the house. She and Xiangxi took the stone man away from here.

What is the secret of the stone man? The beautiful snake observed carefully but found nothing, as if it was an ordinary stone sculpture, but it was just a few years. After thinking about it, she outputted a stream of energy into the stone man, and terrifying changes immediately occurred inside the stone man.
Chapter completed!