"Your heart..." Tang Jin rubbed for a moment, "Your heart was transplanted to Mr. Pan seven days ago..."

"What?! My heart was transplanted seven days ago?"

John was very surprised.

That also means that I was in a coma for seven days and was sliced ​​by these executioners for seven days. Seven days can ensure that other organs have not been cut away. I am really a terrible person.

John grabbed Don Jin's ear and twisted to the side like he twisted the old TV channel, "Old guy, where is your old Pan now?"

My heart is on Mr. Pan, and I must find the old bastard and retrieve the heart. Otherwise, I will charge it from time to time with my own fake things all day long. If I charge more times, I will probably be useless and I will be done.

"Don't twist my ears... it hurts..." Tang Jin begged for mercy, but there was no such prestige as a boss. "I really don't know where Mr. Pan is now. I only know that he has gone abroad and is no longer with the American side. Mr. Pan's itinerary has always been arranged by Uncle Guang."

John looked at Don Jin's target and suddenly became less friendly... Since you old guy is useless, why should I keep you? Why not solve the problem of touching experience.

Tang Jin naturally saw John's intention and shrank back, "What do you want to do? I told you everything you want to know... I am a senior executive of the company. If something happens to me, you will never have a good end. Uncle Guang, Zhang Yao, and Chen Da will not let you go."

John smiled.

Won't let me go? I won't let them go. These executioners cut off my heart, and all those related to them will surely become history.

Besides, Mr. Pan has my heart on his body. To find the whereabouts of that old guy, I must also deal with Uncle Guang who knows his whereabouts.

Uncle Guang, Tang Jin, and Mr. Pan are all senior executives. If you want to deal with them, I will definitely stay with their company. Therefore, only the winners on both sides can survive.

Do not be kind to the enemy.

John found a handy guy nearby.

Bang!

Tang Jin...

Pawn!

John touched Don Jin's shining body...

System: "Congratulations on gaining 1489o experience points. You have upgraded and obtained 5 free attribute points. You can freely allocate to strength, agility, physical strength, and spirit."

The old guy is really a fat sheep. I didn’t need to slaughter you, but you wouldn’t be polite if you insisted on coming to mess with me.

System: "Congratulations on obtaining 13 points in cold weapons professional qualifications, now at the expert level (3oo/3oo)."

Huh? The old guy really can't tell me! I don't show my appearance, I am still an expert in cold weapons, and my sword is not old. However, I didn't get the chance to be used, but my specialty was cheaper, so I was considered to be a collecting interest.

System: "The cold weapon expert level (3oo/3oo) has reached one of the prerequisites for advancement, and it also requires 41 strength, 43 agility, 39 physical strength, and 22 spirit to advance to the master level."

Then the 5 free points I just upgraded are not enough to add, and at least 7 points, I have to upgrade to two levels, so I can only save it first.

It just so happened that the remnants of the old guy's company could still make another move. After the small copy was downloaded, they would probably be able to upgrade to another level.

System: "Congratulations on inheriting your specialty and specializing in the tea ceremony elementary level (5/75)."

This specialty...why? It's okay. I happened to buy the island and make tea when I was free to sublimate my spirits. I was so awesome.

System: "Congratulations on getting a will."

Why is this thing still...

John took it over and saw it, and he immediately understood it.

This will was exposed when the helicopter dealt with the boss Willow, and was placed on his body, and later crashed.

After the crash, I was dragged away by Tang Jin and other executioners. Not only was my heart cut, but the will was also searched.

But the mountains and rivers have been changing. After thirty years of Hedong and thirty years of Hexi, the will has been returned to Zhao again, and Tang Jin has not had time to use it.

...

John took his will and found the car keys.

He walked to the side of the road and happened to see a beggar sitting next to the telephone pole.

According to the memory of the predecessor, these beggars had a leader, known as King among beggars, namely the beggar king Powelli.

Powelli is an honorary guest of InterContinental Hotel, and is also loyal to the Supreme Being. The "unspoken rules" of the Supreme Being subordinate InterContinental Hotel are equally practical here.

John took out a gold coin and put it in the beggar's bowl. "There is an old fat pig by the river. I will help me deal with it. And... I will check the whereabouts of the three people, including Uncle, Zhang Yao and Chen Da. They are senior executives of Tangjin Company. After they finish, they call me, and my phone number is..."

The old guy's death cannot be revealed for the time being, at least before these three senior officials are settled.

The beggar put away the gold coins and immediately recruited two companions and ran towards the river...

John got into the car parked by the old guy, used the key he searched to drive the car, and rushed to the InterContinental Hotel Customer Service Department to purchase new weapons and supplies...

...

It's getting dark.

Wanshou Restaurant in Chinatown.

"Uncle Guang, you are so anxious to find Brother Chen and me, what's wrong?" asked a young man with dark skin.

Uncle Guang sat on the magistrate's chair and moved, making an invitation gesture, "Yaozai, Ada, sit first."

Zhang Yao and Chen Da sat down on the chair one after another.

Uncle Guang picked up the tea bowl and took a sip, "I believe you have heard about the burning of our company office. Until now, Lao Tang is missing."

Chen Da: "Uncle Guang, I heard about Mr. Tang before it was dark, so I took people to the river to find him. There was an emergency passage for the teahouse. Mr. Tang's car in the tent disappeared, maybe he was already safe. But thirty good men in the teahouse were all killed, and the inside was burned. The cash, bills, books and other important items in the safe were destroyed."

Uncle Guang put the tea lid on the mouth of the bowl and swayed, "Ada, who do you think can do this?"

Chen Da: "It is not certain yet... Irish, Russian, Dutch, Italian are all possible. Mr. Tang had conflicts with them in business... In addition, the Japanese also had a very unhappy relationship with Mr. Tang because of the 'flour' issue."

Zhang Yao's dark face condensed into frost, "Uncle Guang, Brother Chen, no matter who did this, he was a naked provocation to our company. We must find out this matter and tear the murderer apart. We oriental people are not easy to mess with!"

Uncle Guang asked his confidant to add another bowl of tea, "Inspector David of the Public Security Bureau is an old friend. He said that the nearby camera captured the murderer's back and was comparing it. The identity will be found soon. Ada, go and contact a group of good men and ask them to come to the restaurant to stand by. Yaozai, when there is news from the Public Security Bureau, you will take someone to act."

Of course, blood must be repaid with blood.
Chapter completed!