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Chapter 403 Who issued the task?

The entire living room was covered with a low pressure.

The black-clad subordinates stood around, with expressionless faces.

Serious, cold and hard.

A group of people stood there wearing military handcuffs, all with serious injuries on their bodies and faces.

Not fatal, you can still stand.

No one has ever seen Lu Chengzhou take action, they saw him today.

So much so that the coffin board almost closed.

In this scene today, they were taken down.

Lu Yi and Lu San looked at the faces of these people and looked at each other, which was quite surprised.

The few people here have backups in Chi Yan's intelligence information, and the quotations for receiving tasks are all over 100 million.

But those who have some brains know that these people can't touch his master.

Hundreds of millions of dollars were directly wasted.

Is this a brain disease? Is it too much money to burn?!

He Yidu and Qin Fang were sitting on the sofa on the other side, and they were so strange that they couldn't do it.

"Who is the one who issued the mission?" Lu Chengzhou spoke, his voice was cold and hoarse, staring at them with a bit of smoke.

No one speaks.

After a long time, it was very quiet.

Lu Chengzhou's jaw tightened, his eyes were heavy, and he looked at Lu.

Lu nodded, raised his chin, and surrounded his subordinates holding the black stick next to him.

He whipped the group of people expressionlessly, and his hands were almost vicious, and even the sound of bone breaking sounded.

A group of killers lived a life of licking blood from the edge of the knife, and they were very resistant to fighting.

Ten minutes passed, and they were beaten to the ground one by one, bleeding from the corners of their mouths, and they gritted their teeth, and no one spoke.

Lu Chengzhou raised his hand, moved his fingers slightly, and a group of subordinates stopped and retreated aside.

"Who is the one who issued the mission?" the man glanced at them and asked again, his voice lighter than the first time, but it was chilling.

A group of people were beaten, but their faces remained the numbness they had just now.

Unmoved.

He Yidu took off the glasses on his nose and slowly wiped the lenses. "I'll tell you honestly, don't be ungrateful. If you get beaten, you will have to explain."

"Yes, everyone, there should be no unfamiliar style of Hong Scorpion?" Qin Fang smiled and agreed.

After two sentences, the other party's faces changed slightly, but they could not speak.

A man inside suddenly looked up at Lu Chengzhou and said, "Mr. Lu, don't mention the rules that cannot disclose employer information. We only take on tasks with money. Even if we were beaten to death here today, we can't answer your question."

Someone started and another spoke, "Yes, Mr. Lu, you have time to interrogate us, but in fact you can investigate the people you have not dealt with recently."

He Yidu's eyes trembled, he wiped his glasses and put them on, looked at them with a black eye, and chuckled, "I'm very brave, I'll teach us how to do things."

The two of them froze and lowered their heads and stopped talking.

Lu Chengzhou frowned slightly, and a cold irritability appeared between his eyebrows and eyes, "For the last time, I said you know."

Still no one spoke.

Lu Chengzhou pursed his lips, and his eyes became even colder.

The entire hall suddenly became cold several degrees.

Suddenly, the man sneered, reached out to take a cigarette, bit one in his mouth, and lit the lighter.

I took a sip and my cold white hands naturally rested on the sofa, and pale smoke swayed in the air.

His jaw was slightly restrained and his black eyes were half-squinted.

The atmosphere is condensed and suppressed, suffocating.
Chapter completed!
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