The helicopter crashed in the garden of the community.
Tang Xili's armed soldiers arrived 90 seconds later. They opened the uneven cabin door and pointed their guns into the cabin.
However, there was only one body in the wreckage of the helicopter, and that person ran away!
When Adam, the leader of the armed soldiers, saw blood on the ground, he immediately ordered everyone to search along the blood trail.
When they found the bloodstain in the bushes at the end of the area, they found a stray dog.
Adam's face darkened and he asked everyone to expand the search area.
But we haven't found anything here yet, and the police came.
Adam and the others had no choice but to give up the search and hide themselves.
It is difficult to explain why they appeared in front of the police in this way, as they are foreigners and carrying guns.
By the time the police were sent away by Song Ci, there was no trace of Max in the entire community.
The person has fled.
Tang Xili was not surprised by this result. If she could easily catch the person who had made her look for so many years, it would make her look at him with admiration.
"Evelyn, what should we do with Elizabeth?" Bella picked up Elizabeth's body and asked Tang Xili.
Tang Xili looked at Elizabeth, whose body was covered in blood, and a cold look flashed in her eyes.
The moment danger came, she asked everyone to lie down.
After Elizabeth was pinned down, she saw with her own eyes that the fake Max was blown to pieces. She was sad and scared, and crawled towards the fake Max regardless of the danger.
The real Max on the plane outside saw Elizabeth, but he did not stop the machine gun in his hand and attacked without discrimination.
He personally sent his own daughter to heaven.
He would rather beat her to death than give her the chance to threaten him.
This is the real Max.
In his eyes, family affection is nothing.
If you hold him back, he will kill you without hesitation.
In other words, he came today seemingly to kill her, but in fact he came to kill Elizabeth.
How cruel.
Tang Xili sneered, "Send it to be cremated and then buried."
"Okay." Bella took the body away and disposed of it secretly.
Claire ordered her men to send Xiao Tao to the hospital.
This was quite a commotion, but because Yong Zhixu kept it a secret, it became a filming incident.
The helicopter wreckage was quickly cleaned up, and Tang Xili's home was also cleaned by a part-time worker.
The sofa glass and other parts in the living room are broken and need to be redecorated.
Yong Zhixu dragged the man to his home and said, "How about you stay with me tonight?"
Tang Xili crossed her arms and pointed to the second floor opposite with a somewhat amused look, "My room is fine, it's habitable."
Sima Zhao's intentions should not be too obvious.
Yong Zhixu said calmly, "Isn't the glass window in your first-floor living room broken? It's windy at night, and the living room is drafty, so you'll be cold upstairs too."
"But I'm not afraid of the cold."
The man was silent for a long time, "I'm afraid of the dark, can you accompany me?"
Tang Xili raised her lips and smiled, "Do you want to make me laugh to death and inherit my fortune?"
"Yangyang, you said you agreed." Yong Zhixu put his arm around her waist, pinching her thigh with his slender hands. He picked her up like a koala, sat her on the sofa, and rubbed his nose against hers.
"Promise, okay?" The man put his hand on the back of her neck again and scratched her gently.
Tang Xili was tickled by him and said, "Okay, I agree."
The man was very happy and rubbed her head. "You stay here, I'll go buy some food. What do you want to eat tonight?"
"I'll eat whatever you cook." She has never had any requirements for food. As long as it's not particularly hard to swallow, she'll eat it.
"Okay, wait for me."
Yong Zhixu picked up the car keys and walked out.
As soon as he opened the door of his house, he met Han Song who was outside and trying to ring the doorbell.
The two men, whose appearances were almost identical, froze in their gazes at the same time.
Han Song raised an eyebrow, his eyes passed over him and looked into the courtyard, "Where's Evelyn? I want to discuss business with her."
He saw with his own eyes this damn man dragging Evelyn to this villa.
Seeing his strong attitude, Yong Zhixu lowered his eyes and noticed the bouquet in his hand. He said indifferently, "You want flowers for business talks?"
Hearing this, Han Song glanced at Yong Zhixu.
The shootout took place in the morning.
The hours from noon to afternoon are enough for both sides to find out each other's background.
Han Song knew that this person was the vice president of the China International Chamber of Commerce and the heir to the two major families of Yong and Lin in Beijing, and was extremely powerful.
Evelyn has been in Beijing for three months, and this man has been pestering her.
Pretty boy!
While he was looking at him, Yong Zhixu was also looking at him.
Han Song, a Thai-Chinese, is the youngest drug lord in Southeast Asia. He has his own armed forces in Myanmar and does a lot of business. He maintains an unspeakable relationship with the governments of Thailand and Myanmar in private.
He is a dangerous person.
He pursued Yangyang for three years and was rejected repeatedly, but he still kept pestering her.
It's so shameless.
Yong Zhixu walked out of the door and locked it behind him, with a distant and indifferent smile on his face, "Yangyang is tired and doesn't want to see anyone."
Yangyang?
Calling you so intimately, do you want to die?
Han Song's eyes turned cold. He took out a cigarette, put it in his mouth, and took out a lighter to light it.
He took a long puff before saying, "Evelyn hates it most when others interfere with her career. Are you sure she won't see him?"
That posture seemed as if he knew Tang Xili very well.
The smile in Yong Zhixu's eyes faded even more. Of course, he couldn't delay her career. If they were serious about business, he would never stop her.
The man took out his cell phone and called Tang Xili directly, saying that Han Song wanted to discuss business with her, and he was holding a bouquet of flowers in his hand.
When she heard about holding flowers, Tang Xili's voice suddenly turned cold, "No."
These two words were heard clearly by Han Song through the hands-free mode.
Han Song said with a forced smile, "Despicable."
The pretty boy specifically emphasized that he brought flowers.
Yong Zhixu smiled calmly, "Mr. Han, I was just telling my girlfriend the truth, how could that be considered mean?"
Does he have to watch other men and learn how to pursue his girlfriend?
"Girlfriend?" Han Song ignored his other words and automatically extracted the key words.
"She is your girlfriend?" Why didn't Luo tell him?
Seeing that he hadn't found out anything, Yong Zhixu raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder. "Mr. Han, the intelligence team needs to be improved."
Han Song felt ridiculed and felt a chill all over his body. He raised his eyes and met Yong Zhixu's gaze directly.
The two men were like hunters who met on a narrow road, and neither of them had the aura of being inferior to the other.
After a moment, Han Song looked away and sneered, "She will dump you sooner or later."
Yong Zhixu smiled, "Maybe, but even if they dump me, some people won't have a chance."
After saying that, he avoided him and walked straight towards his car.
Han Song stared at his back, his cold eyes gradually filled with murderous intent.
"Yangyang..." He said the name and laughed angrily, "Evelyn, do you like this?"
Unfortunately, whoever you like must die.
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