Chapter 1218: Each has ghosts (first more)

"He Hongsen is gone now, should we act?" Zhou Hao said coldly as He Hongsen's car went so far.
"Wait a moment, the people from Tang Sect will be here soon!" Zhou Liren retracted his gaze looking at He Hongsen's car, a glimmer of light flashed in his eyes, and continued to speak calmly.
Zhou Hao nodded. He was not surprised that Tang Sect was willing to take action this time. After all, Tang Sect and the First Army had such inextricable connections, and his father Zhou Liren and his Li Congyun also has a very good relationship.
"You agreed to his request?" After He Hongsen's car left, the Arab calmly walked down from the second floor and asked.
"Since he wants to immigrate to the UK, why should I stop him?" Festda gently put the black card on the table into his pocket, and Feisterda said lazily.
"You should be very clear about his purpose of going to England!"
"Of course I know this. He should have taken a fancy to the prospects of the Premier League and intends to get a share of the pie. After all, he is very famous in Macau, but I am sure that with his strength, entering that kind of complicated gambling game is fundamental It’s hard to be alone!
Shaking his head lightly, Feisterda sarcastically said, although manipulating the Premier League can indeed obtain crazy wealth, but it’s not simple. How many people who want to rush into it, the result is There are no bones left...
"Yes, he is really thinking too simple. In our Arabs, there are many oil tycoons who dare not get into the Premier League easily, because in their opinion, it is a quagmire that can't get out of it after entering!" The Arab said softly, the tone of voice was also ridiculing He Hongsen. It was obvious that both of them believed that He Hongsen went to the Premier League and could only be swallowed up...
"What does this have to do with me? As long as I get my benefits, that's enough!" Gently waved the black card in his hand, he didn't care at all about He Hongsen's life or death.
"By the way, Zhou Hao hasn't contacted us yet?" At this moment, Feisterda suddenly thought about the matter of'Life Extension Pandan', and then asked.
"I just took a look, the mailbox is still empty!"
"It looks like we are going to show him something awesome!" At this moment, he said indifferently, and at this moment, a colder voice came from his ear.
"is it?"
Hearing this, he turned around, only to realize that, at some point, two people were standing at the gate of the villa.
"It's you!"
Because there were pictures of Zhou Hao and Zhou Liren before they started, when these two people appeared, they immediately judged their identities!
"How did you come in?" Feisterda's words were full of surprise at this time. You must know that there are more than a dozen people around this villa...
"Just walk in! Your secret whistles seem to need better training!" Zhou Hao smiled mockingly, and the secret whistles around the villa were easily removed by the ‘Yijun’ and Tangmen.
"Unexpectedly, I really underestimated your'first army'!" Festida recovered from the initial surprise, smiled slightly, and said with a slight admiration.
"Look at your dress, you should be a member of the Sixth Bureau of CIA!" Zhou Liren, who hadn't spoken, suddenly said.
"Yes, I'm from the Sixth Bureau of the CIA. My name is Feisiteda. I have a question. How did you find this place?" Feisiteda smiled softly without showing much nervousness, but he was Very doubtful, in his opinion, his confidentiality work has been done very well.
"You know or don’t know the result is the same, everyone don’t waste your tongue!" As Zhou Hao spoke, all the members of the'I Army' and Tang Sect who had already cleaned up all the secret whistles appeared behind Zhou Hao. .
"I also think this is a waste of time!" Feisterda clapped his hands gently, and the Arab standing beside him smiled indifferently, and then a dozen men in suits walked down from the second floor.
Seeing these more than a dozen people, Zhou Hao frowned, because they all had the same expression on their faces, as if they had no vitality...
"Zhou Hao, be careful. This is a unique reformer in Britain. They don't feel it and it's hard to deal with!" Zhou Liren frowned and said.
"Unexpectedly, you still know very well, but it's useless to know. You don't have any way to survive!" Zhou Liren saw the essence of these people at a glance, which made him look surprised, but he still sneered. !
"Hands!" At this time, following his order, the bodies of these modified people who had stood still without any movement suddenly moved. The rapid change in speed did indeed make people feel pressure doubled.
"An Arab, an Englishman, I don't know which one you choose?" Zhou Hao stood indifferently, chatting with Zhou Liren indifferently, as if chatting about family life naturally and casually!
Because when those reformers chose to do something, the'I Army' and Tang Sect people standing behind him had already rushed out. Although these people are not masters, there is not much difficulty in dealing with these reformers. After all, they have all gone through the double test of blood and fire before!
"I'll deal with that Arab!" Zhou Liren narrowed his eyes, then said.
"In this case, the British are mine!" Zhou Hao didn't argue too much, looking at Feisterda who was standing in front of him so indifferently, a bit of cold light flashed deep in his eyes!
He knew that the man in front of him was the culprit who kidnapped his mother. He would never be merciful to him. Zhou Hao wanted him to taste it, what bitterness and regret!
"Joke, what do you think of us? Do you think you must have taken us?" Feisterda smiled indifferently, showing that someone like him who can gain a foothold in the sixth game of CIA has absolutely good Strength, so seeing Zhou Hao and Zhou Liren at this time, there is not much fear in his heart.
"Yes, I have always been like seeing Chinese kung fu well, I don't know if it's really as superb as the legend!" Gently took off the turban around his head, there were not many Arabs. Nervous emotions, obviously, they have absolute confidence in their own strength!