Chapter 360： :brain death

This scene is too abrupt!

Many people were frightened. Passers-by walking around pointed at Ferrari, and there were also kind-hearted people shouting anxiously.

Under the street lights not far away, a very simple Buick was parked, with two men sitting in it.

"Walter? Did he crash?"

"I think so." The pilot nodded and looked up. "Did you do it?"

The man in the passenger seat spread his hands, "If I did it, he wouldn't hit the fire hydrant."

"Fack, how do we report?"

"It's fine to say no truthfully. I'm afraid he's going to see God like this."

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The ambulance and the police came quickly, and the girl was declared dead on the spot. The head was crushed, and the stumps were scattered on the ground. The scene was horrible! And Marcus. Chevalier was carried out, checked by the doctor, and covered with a white cloth.

Now the two monitoring "Eagle Eyes" shook their heads in unison, stepped on the clutch, shifted gears, and left.

What surveillance value does the dead have?

They're just depressed, it's too casual to die like this.

I originally planned to do a long-term business, but now it seems... It would be nice to get some hard work.

In fact, there are many people who are more depressed than them.

Jeremy. Beverly had just read a book in the bookstore, when the butler told about Chevalier's death in a car accident. The expression of this silver-haired, fifty-year-old, but young director of the Miami Consortium suddenly changed. !

"what happened?"

His tone was tense, and he wasn't sad at all. Chevalier's death didn't disturb him at all. What he cared more about was the cause of his death.

"I was in a car accident while drinking and hit a fire hydrant. According to the current autopsy report, it was because the ribs damaged the internal organs due to external force..." The butler is also Jeremy. Beverly's confidant, he reported the results calmly and orderly, without any expression on his face, as if it was just a dead dog.

Of course, maybe a dog really died, but the dog's worth is a bit high.

Jeremy. Beverly breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still very worried. The mission he had given to Chevalier was shady, and he failed in this world. About to walk back to the study, turned around again, "Make me a cup of coffee, same old."

"Okay, sir." The butler said with a slight bow.

Beverly walked back to the study room, turned on the desk lamp, found the correct location, pulled the phone over and put it on his lap. As soon as he put his finger on it, he stopped again. The cause of Chevalier's death has not yet been determined. , Such a fanfare call will cause waves in Miami.

Internally, because the rights of the older generation and the new generation are alternating, this will inevitably cause many problems.

Not many people agreed to confront that Asian man head-on, and even said that it is best not to make trouble with him at this time. It is rumored that the relationship between the Boston Consortium and him is also very good.

But this capital is very courageous, and many people can't wait to take a bite!

Jeremy. Beverly was the one who waving the flag and cheering the most. He couldn't make a phone call. If he called, there would definitely be problems with the internal disagreement. He struggled carefully, knocked on the table with his fingers, and then dialed out. A phone call, as soon as he answered, he couldn't wait to ask.

"How are things going?"

The voice on the other side was hoarse and neutral, and you couldn't tell the gender at all, "That person's asking price is too high, and it's too different from our bottom line."

"What exactly does he want? We have been looking for him for more than two months." Jeremy. Beverly was obviously not satisfied with this answer, and drew a circle in mid-air with his right hand, "This **** guy should be shot to pieces."

Even though that is the case, that chess piece is a very important one that I played in North Africa. When necessary, I can hack Tang Dao to death and send him to prison. It is impossible to get out in this life.

It's getting more and more wrong now, Jeremy. Beverly always felt that Nicholas must have discovered something.

It cannot be delayed any longer.

"Promise him, no matter what he wants, promise him! We must get what we want." He didn't bother to argue with the other party, so he made a decision directly, and he could still afford the money.

The other party responded, "Then I'll contact him again. He's such a troublesome person, he's just like..." He closed his mouth as soon as he said a word. He forgot that Jeremy on the other side of the phone ． Beverly is also Jewish.

Of course the latter knew what the other party meant, but he still smiled gently, "This is the shrewdness endowed by God."

"Yes, God likes you."

Although the hypocritical flattery will be late, but it will have a different taste if it has been brewed for a long time.

Jeremy. Beverly forgave the other party's abruptness. Of course, the businessman will remember this sentence, and it will still be useful to wear small shoes for him in the future.

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When Tang Dao received Marcus. The news of Chevalier's death was also a shock.

He subconsciously thought that someone had killed him.

Conspiracy theories are the most popular at any time. A person will not die for no reason, and his death also has his own value.

But the intelligence personnel repeatedly stressed that the other party was killed in a car accident.

Tang Dao also had to believe it, could it be... really so unlucky?

"Boss, his body is almost in disrepair. If you want to see it, I can take a picture and send it to you."

"I don't have this hobby." Tang Dao said angrily, "Since God has picked up Mr. Chevalier, there is no need to waste time with him. Now I mainly focus on Jeremy Beverly , I think, you should have the ability to install bugs in his home."

"I need time."

"I believe you."

For the sake of this intelligence agency, when Tang Dao was hanging up in Da Mao, relying on his relationship, he moved all the intelligence personnel in Er Mao, including the KGB abandoners, and even his training center in Er Mao.

The purpose is to train more intelligence personnel for Tang Dao.

As long as the salary can keep up, some people will work hard for you.

After he ordered a few more words, a phone call came in, and he answered it again. It was Mister's heavy voice, with a bit of sadness in his tone.

"Boss, the doctor declared John brain dead."

The news suddenly seemed to explode in Tang Dao's head~ www.novelhall.com~ went blank.

He didn't hear the words clearly, but after pondering for a long time, amidst Mister's rapid breathing, he replied lightly, "I see, let's go to the hospital first."

After speaking, he felt exhausted, and hung up the phone before the other party answered.

With his hands on the table, there was no expression on his face, but the slightly twitching thumb showed that he was in a very disturbed mood.

Finally he couldn't hold back anymore, he overturned the book on the table, growled, and kept swearing out, and Xiao Ma, who heard the movement outside, rushed in and looked at the people all over the floor. Chaos, all trembling.

Then I saw Tang Dao turn around suddenly, his eyes were full of scarlet, pointing at the little angel.

"Declaration of war! Send a message to Jeremy Beverly and ask him to come to Boston to negotiate in three days, otherwise, you will bear the consequences!"

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