Civilized nights reflect bright popularity, while urban nights are full of fatigue, prosperity, depravity, and even the air is filled with the restlessness of hormones.

Hurst arranged the late night snack in a Western restaurant with a very cost-effective and affordable performance. It was originally going to be closed so late, but if you give me some more money, the chef can work overtime.

When Li Feite got off the car, there were several young couples standing outside the restaurant. A man with a manager was explaining to them, "I'm sorry, I've been booked today."

"Are there many empty spaces inside?" A young man pointed inside through the window.

"I'm sorry, I mean, it's all my things taken down by the gentleman inside. Today we only serve a table of guests." The manager is a foreigner, and he's very kind of speaking, but he always feels too fake.

When the other party saw Li Feite and others, the first thing they saw was the luxurious Rolls-Royce. The smile on his face became even more fake, "Mr. Li Feite?" Seeing the other party nodding, he said again, "Mr. Hurst has been waiting for a long time, I will take you in."

"Thank you," said Li Feite.

The little couples next to them were like quails, standing a little lonely. The main reason is that the little golden man's logo is too dazzling. They have seen it before, but the big guys like to drive the tiger head in the 1990s, which would have to be worth millions.

But after Savior took over Rolls-Royce, he made great changes, positioning it as a representative of luxury and luxury. He even needs to purchase and verify capital. Each model has different standards.

This may be the so-called class wealth, and some people always think that what is difficult to get is the best.

Of course, these are all off-topics. When Li Feit entered the restaurant, he saw Hurst in the middle. The other party also stood up, as if he was seeing an old acquaintance, smiling and shaking hands, greetings, and inviting him to sit down.

This is the first time Li Feite has seen him. This man who was rumored to be very magical looks very ordinary and not so outstanding, but his eyes are particularly bright, which makes people unable to help but convince them.

"Mr. Nicholas was very happy to hear that Mr. Nicholas came to HK, but you also know that things during the day made him feel uncomfortable. The doctor asked him to keep resting, so I can only entertain you, but there will be a chance." Hurst said, and the topic changed quickly and was also fierce. "Recently, there are always people who feel that they are above the law and do some assassination. You know, the boss is very nervous recently. When he is nervous, he sometimes feels very depressed."

Li Feite's heart was jumped and looked at Hurst. The other party's expression was very cautious. It did look as he said, but he always felt strange.

He opened his mouth and wanted to explain at this time, but if he said he was anxious and didn't know, would he be a little bit without silver here?

So... Lee Faite didn't say anything for now.

"Cunning Fox." This scene naturally fell into Hearst's eyes. He did everything without any leakage. Since he wanted to pull Li Feit into the water, he had even decided to let him stand up and "expose" the ugly faces of his former allies. Naturally, he could not tell him to hand over a letter of fame. This is too direct, and you have to make him believe that it is the assassination of the people sent by the "that group of people".

Take your time, before the time came, Hurst glanced at the watch, it should be soon, and he was not anxious, signaling the waiter to serve food, and he was talking like an old friend.

About twenty minutes later, when Li Feite was a little drowsy, a burst of rapid footsteps came from outside the door. With the cold wind, he turned his head and looked in and saw a bodyguard in suit burst into the air with a heavy expression. His face was very serious. The afterglow glanced at Li Feite, who immediately became energetic, lowered his head, and pretended to be nothing.

"No, just say it." Hurst reached out to block the other party and wanted to lean over. After waving his hand, he wiped his mouth with the wet wipes on the table. "Mr. Li Feite is our friend and partner."

The bodyguard nodded and reported in a silence, "The murderer is dead."

The four simple words were like a bolt from the blue. Li Feite's hand was trembling, and he didn't hold the knife and fork and fell directly to the ground. He squatted down in a little panic. Hurst looked at him with a expressionless face, but his words were still very emotional, "Why is this happening!" The voice paused, expressing his indignation.

"When the murderer was transferred, he died suddenly." said the bodyguard.

Hurst slapped the table hard. Li Feit shook several times, his eyebrows were condensed together, squatting on the ground, scolding those idiots in his heart, and playing this trick, how can he be...silence?

Li Feite was a little panicked. He never doubted this. Perhaps it was because he had this idea himself, and he kept doing it and killed Nicholas.

It is precisely because I have done this before that, I am not surprised that others have done such a thing.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Leefait, I'm having something to do."

"Okay, you can go and have fun. If you need anything, you can call me. I'm happy to help." Li Feite began to show his loyalty.

Hurst looked at him deeply. In this look, the car that was just right showed a hint of suspicion, which was just enough for the other party to catch it. He nodded and hurriedly left with the bodyguard.

After the person left, Li Feite sat dejectedly in his seat, grabbed his hair and pulled it hard to both sides, constantly swearing slang and swearing from his hometown.

Hurst, who was getting into the car, looked at Li Feite inside through the window, and raised his lips, "Go back to the hotel, I'm so tired."

The driver nodded and the vehicle drove away slowly.

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Li Dazhong was crazy about being angry!

He could not understand that the originally simple little thing about transporting the criminal was actually dead. At that time, he and several colleagues were sitting behind the transport truck with the criminal. After driving for more than ten minutes, the guy actually foamed at the mouth and twitched continuously.

Seeing this, Li Dazhong immediately sent someone to the hospital, but it was too late.

Standing in the corridor and looking at the corpse covered with white cloth, Li Dazhong hit the wall heavily, "Special code!" He figured it out, there must be someone here.

Otherwise, a person who can still fight with weapons during the day will die for nothing in just a few hours?

Tell me!

At this time, a female doctor about thirty years old, wearing a white coat with her hair tied in her hair, came out and handed the report to Li Dazhong, "Diet from epilepsy and acute heart disease, which is the main cause of death. However, we found too much neurotoxin in his body, that is, abnormal death."

As soon as he talked about this, Li Dazhong immediately became energetic!

Fuck!
Chapter completed!