Chapter 328


    Chapter 328 Who the hell is he?


    In DC, it was drizzling, and a group of people wearing masks surrounded a stretched luxury car.


    The man in the car was around fifty years old, with a beautiful and charming wife around twenty years


    old in his arms.


    Both of them were naked, huddled in the back seat, trembling as they watched a group of people


    suddenly appear in front of them.


    What made the man even more desperate was that his wife, at the friendly invitation of the man in ck,


    came to watch the live broadcast…


    “Leslie! You’re shameless!”


    The woman roared and was about to rush forward.


    Jake raised his chin towards the masked man next to him, and the woman was quickly covered over her


    mouth and dragged down.


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    The man in the car just looked at Jake gratefully, when he opened the door and pulled him out of the car.


    The man rolled and scrambled and fell to the ground. Before he could get up, Jake stepped on his back-


    The man only felt a pain in his chest, as if a thousand catties were being weighed down on his body, it


    was so heavy that he couldn’t breathe…


    He raised his chin, opened his eyes wide, and looked at the group of people in panic: “Who the hell are


    you?!”


    Jake bent down slightly, and patted his face: “The person your wife invited.”


    After he finished speaking, he took off his suit jacket, threw it into the car, and covered the woman before


    looking at the man in the distance.


    “Sir, it’s covered,e here…”


    The masked men surrounding Leslie quickly made way for a passage.


    Leslie thought that the person who stepped on him was the leader of the group, but who knew there was


    someone else.


    The man was wearing a gold-copper mask and was holding a golden knife, walking towards him.


    He was nearly 1.9 meters tall, and while he looked very oppressive, he also exuded a powerful aura of


    being in a high position for a long time.


    But judging by his attire, he is only in his twenties, so young, at best he is a street gangster…


    Leslie suddenly felt confident, and shouted at him: “Hey, kid, who sent you?!”


    Dare to kidnap Smith’s leader in DC, and live impatiently?


    Shaun stood in front of him, condescending, looking at him like garbage that was about to be scrapped.


    He raised his slender fingers, and after epting the contract from Jake, he said coldly: “There is a


    contract, and Mr Smith needs to sign it.”


    Leslie froze for a moment when he heard the deliberately disguised voice.


    He thought they were here to kidnap tickets and extort money, but he didn’t expect to ask him to sign the


    contract.


    Heh, if you ask him, you still look aloof.


    Leslie frowned, and said angrily, “You treat me like this and still want me to sign a contract, don’t even


    think about it!”


    Jake raised his hand and pped him hard across the face.


    Leslie was so pped that his eyes stared, and he immediately calmed


    down: “Why don’t we just sign a contract, as for bullying people like this…”


    Seeing an old man crying bitterly, Jake felt his eyes were hot, and pped him again: “Cry again, I will


    gouge your eyes!”


    Shaun squatted down slightly, and put the contract in his hand in front of Leslie.


    “Sign it.”


    His voice was very cold, that kind of cold, piercing to the heart and lungs, cold to the bone marrow.


    Leslie shuddered subconsciously, fear spreading from the bottom of her heart.


    He swallowed, looked at the contract, and when he saw the word “acquisition” on it, he immediately


    thought of Murphy.


    With a face full of surprise, he looked at the man in the bronze mask and asked, “Did Murphy send you


    here?”


    Recently, Murphy has been wanting to buy Smith, but he disagrees, and now he is using such low-


    handed means to force him, is there anyw?


    “You guys go back and tell Shaun that it is impossible for me to sign this kind of contract, let him give up


    as soon as possible!”


    When he saw the amount given by Murphy before, he was still shaken in his heart, but now, don’t even


    think about it!


    Shaun touched the knife in his hand, looked at him coldly with


    indifferent eyes: “Mr Smith, you sent someone to shoot Jean three years ago, it’s time to announce…”


    When Leslie heard this, his face turned pale, and he stared at the masked man in disbelief: “You…how


    do you…”


    He wanted to say how do you know, but he felt that if he said this, he would not be calling himself, so he


    immediately shut up and stopped talking.


    Shaun slightly hooked the lower corner of his lips: “I also know that the instigator who kidnapped Jean’s


    family thirty years ago was actually you


    Leslie’s body froze, his heart sank suddenly, and a chill radiated from the inside out, making him tremble


    with fright.


    Back then, he was the one who nned to murder the elder brother’s family for the sake of inheritance,


    and he also sent someone to do it, but


    let others take the me.


    He thought that this matter was done impably, but he didn’t expect that the kid in front of him would


    know?!


    Who the hell is he?!