On the way back to the company, Mo Zhexuan was just thinking about how to kill Li Guanghu, the real murderer, as soon as possible.
The satellite phone rang, and I saw that it was Peter calling.
I couldn't wait to answer the call and said quickly:
"Peter! Did you find out?"
"I found out!" Peter responded calmly, "This guy and his family are hiding in Taiwan."
"Then I'll let my people pass through?"
"No need, I'll help you solve it, just wait for my news."
"good!"
After hanging up the phone, Mo Zhexuan undoubtedly felt much more relaxed.
One has to admire Li Guanghu's vigilance when Woxing'an District began to investigate this guy's whereabouts.
Li Guanghu has disappeared without a trace, and even all of his assets have been sold at a low price.
This abnormal behavior undoubtedly increased his suspicion. This guy is likely to be the mastermind behind the incident.
..........
On a beach on the coast of Baodao.
The golden sunlight fell gently, and the soft sand sparkled in the sunlight, like countless small gold flakes flashing.
The sea in the distance is sparkling, intertwined with the blue sky, as if the sky and the sea are entangled, forming a magnificent picture.
Li Guanghu, his wife Wang Meiling, and his son Li Zhiyuan have set up a simple tent on the beach.
I laid out towels and cold drinks, then couldn't wait to change into my swimsuit and head for the sea.
"Dad, how do you think I swim?"
Li Zhiyuan's small body was like a small boat in the waves, rising and falling, struggling with the sea.
Although the waves pushed him back to the shore again and again, he was not discouraged. Instead, he paddled his arms hard and rushed towards the waves again and again.
"Jiyuan, when swimming, you must pay attention to the rhythm of your breathing and the strokes."
As Li Guanghu spoke, he personally demonstrated the correct swimming posture to his son.
He stretched his body, paddled his arms vigorously, and kicked his legs in coordination. He was like a nimble fish in the water.
Li Zhiyuan watched his father's movements with excitement in his eyes, and immediately couldn't wait to imitate his father's swimming style.
Although he was a little clumsy at first, he gradually found the feeling of swimming under Li Guanghu's patient guidance.
The father and son were playing in the sea, with bursts of laughter coming from time to time, and they were having a lot of fun.
On the other side, Wang Meijuan was watching their interaction with a smile in the shallow water.
She was wearing a light swimsuit, stepping on the soft sand and feeling the gentle touch of the sea water.
"I really hope that my family can live in peace!" Wang Meijuan prayed silently in her heart.
On the beach not far from Li Guanghu and his family of three.
Two strange white men wearing sunglasses and a woman sat quietly on the lounge chairs.
Their eyes were fixed on Li Guanghu and his family who were playing happily in the sea, with an expression as if they were staring at prey.
One of the men suddenly hung up the phone, then slowly raised his head and looked at the other man and woman.
"We have received orders from above. Act according to the plan."
As soon as the words fell, the three of them stood up at the same time and slid into the sea silently.
It was as if three ghostly fish were approaching the direction of Li Guanghu's family.
After a while, on the bustling and noisy beach.
Li Guanghu and his family were taken away quietly.
It didn't attract anyone's attention, as if it had never appeared.
"Who are you?!" When Li Guanghu woke up, he felt a pain in his neck.
I was shocked and instantly realized my situation.
He struggled to sit up, but found his hands were tied, so he could only ask loudly.
"Calm down." The leading white man said lightly, his eyes were a little cold, and his voice was low.
"We haven't done anything to your family, but if you don't cooperate,
Then I can't guarantee that. Tell me, which assassin organization did you find to assassinate Mo Zhexuan?"
Li Guanghu felt a tightness in his heart after hearing this. He didn't expect Mo Zhexuan to have such great ability.
But he knew he couldn't admit it, otherwise his family would be finished.
"I don't know what you're talking about."
"Haha!" The white man smiled coldly, his voice revealing ruthlessness and cruelty. "You'll know soon."
As soon as he finished speaking, the screams of Wang Meijuan and Li Zhiyuan were heard from the next room.
Those voices were shrill and terrifying, like sharp knives piercing Li Guanghu's heart.
His face turned pale in an instant and his heart was broken.
He tried his best to break free, but his hands and feet were tied tightly and he couldn't move.
"Stop! Stop it now! I'm telling you, but you have to keep my family safe."
Li Guanghu's voice was trembling but firm. He knew that he had to make a decision at this moment.
The white man gave him a cold look, his tone devoid of emotion: "Speak!"
Li Guanghu took a deep breath. He knew there was no way out and could only answer truthfully:
"It's...it's an angel's trumpet."
The white man frowned when he heard this, and it was obvious that he had a deep understanding of the killer organization "Angel's Trumpet".
This assassination organization is notorious in Europe.
With its unique style of action and superb assassination skills, it has become a recognized first-class killer organization in the industry.
The "Angel's Trumpet" is a well-organized organization with a strict internal hierarchy.
Every member has undergone rigorous screening and training.
Good at using the most advanced scientific and technological means to collect and analyze intelligence.
To ensure that every task is completed accurately and without error.
At the same time, each killer possesses excellent physical fitness and combat skills.
Ability to quickly adapt and complete tasks in any environment.
When performing tasks, he is always able to quickly find the target's weaknesses.
Develop the most effective assassination plan and achieve the greatest success at the lowest cost.
No one knows who their founders are or where their headquarters are located.
They act covertly and often complete their missions silently, causing their targets to die without even realizing it.
This mysterious and efficient style of action has made the "Angel's Trumpet" synonymous with fear in the hearts of many people.
"Can you please let my family go? I'm willing to give you all my money."
Li Guanghu's voice was pleading, and his eyes were full of despair and regret.
I know I won’t survive this time, but I still don’t want my family to get hurt.
The white man remained unmoved and responded coldly:
"Anyone who does something wrong must pay the corresponding price. There are some people you are destined not to mess with."
As soon as he finished speaking, a pair of hands grabbed the back of Li Guanghu's neck like an iron clamp and twisted it suddenly.
Li Guanghu only felt a black screen in front of his eyes, a sharp pain in his neck, and he lost consciousness instantly.
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