Chapter 290: membership service

Chapter 290 Member Services
In the car, one of the men with black hoods cut the handcuffs of Ye Feim's hands with a pair of iron tongs.
Ye Feimu screamed and said: "Do you guarantee the safety of customers? Do you know that just hit a little bit and you will kill me?"
"Are you dead?" Another man who was driving was not salty.
Efim coldly said: "Is this the service attitude of your Michael club? Every year, I pay hundreds of millions of membership fees, buy this service? Tell me your name! I will definitely Complain to Mr. Sun!"
"First." The man who drove the car did not turn his head. He said indifferently: "You didn't tell us in advance that you are in danger. Come again, when we arrived, you were already in the police car, and we were not interested in rushing into the police station. Save you out. Finally, my name is a crime of heaven, and the one next to it is called a defeat... Welcome to complain."
Ye Feim snorted.
He just wanted to vent his dissatisfaction - because he was really angry, became a prisoner overnight, and even betrayed by his heart.
Before he was taken away by the police, the police had opened his insurance room... the things hidden inside were enough for him to have dozens of reasons and there was no way to stay in the country.
"Where are we going now?" After calming down, Ye Feimu asked quickly.
"Send you to the river. In your current situation, it is very difficult to board the plane. Let's go from the waterway." Heaven sinned: "Reassured, you are a member of the club, you will not lose your dues. We will take you Send it safely. Um... According to the information you have filled in from the premise, the place you want to send when you want to be in danger is... Italy."
Efim clenched his fists, and the night was too fast. If he left here, he would lose nearly half of his wealth!
"Wait, I can't just go like this!" Ye Feim bit his teeth: "At least one guy, I don't want him to be better before I leave!"
"Mr. Ye Feim, we don't recommend that you have extra-budgets." The next day's defeat was lightly said: "Especially this kind of revenge thoughts that arise from anger when you need to flee, it is a fool and a donkey." What the husband will do."
Ye Feimu sneered: "What Michael club? When I joined the club, how good you said! Now, can't do anything at all... Call me, I want to ask you and your head. Talk!"
God sin looked like a defeat, shrugged his shoulders - the sky defeat also gave Ye Feim a mobile phone.
"Are you defeated? What is it?"
"I am Ye Feim!"
"Oh... it turned out to be Mr. Ye Feim." The phone said with a brisk smile: "It seems that the sin and the defeat have successfully brought you out. Mr. Ye Feimu, you can rest assured that we I will send you safely according to your request... well, yes, Italy."
"No! Before that, I still have a request!" Ye Feimu snorted. He looked at the sin and the sky in the carriage. He said coldly: "Just, your man looks, service attitude." not good!"
"Oh... this is the case, Mr. Ye Feimu. The crime of heaven and the defeat of the heavens are only responsible for the 'transportation'. If it is other than the requirements of their 'transport' duties, I would like to say apologize here, they are not Will promise."
"I don't care about this! Before I leave, I want you to help me kill a guy! I don't like to go to Italy and slowly play with my enemy! I like quick fix!" Ye Feim said: " I don't care what the two guys are responsible for, but I believe that there is no money in the world that can't be bought! Help me get rid of my opponent, how much I will give!"
After the phone was silent for a while, the voice of Mr. Sun was heard. "Mr. Ye Feim, please give the phone to the defeat."
The phone quickly arrived at the hand of the defeat.
The loss of heaven is listening calmly at this time.
"Listen, I have asked us to converge as much as possible during this time... However, since Ye Feim is so angry and willing to let us slaughter, we have no reason to reject the requirements of our respected 'members'... Remember, action Point, after all, Moscow is still the site of Dongzheng, don't provoke unnecessary trouble."
Tianshou nodded and said indifferently: "I understand."
He turned off the phone, and then he looked at Ye Feimu and said slowly: "So, Mr. Ye Feimu, please report the address of your enemy. I think it would be best to get on board before dawn."
Ye Feim snorted, squinted and slowly said an address.
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Call... rumbling.
That is the sound of the engine that has subsided. The Dodge Tomahawk, which finally stopped, also turned off the headlights of the front of the car. Vera on the car took off her helmet and licked her hair before she walked down.
After hearing the sound, Vikal in the house quickly came out. He opened his hands and showed a happy look. "Respected F&C, congratulations on having completed a successful homework!"

Drawing?
Vera smiled lightly.
I hope I didn’t break it when I opened the frame.

"Oh, there must be no!" Vika smiled and said: "I have seen it, there is no destruction at all! Or, I have never seen such a complete!"
Vera didn't want to wrap it with Vikka. The key was thrown into the hands of Vikal and he walked into the house.
The picture tube was placed freely on the sofa in the living room. Vera turned directly from the back of the sofa and was seated on the sofa. This opened the picture tube and looked at the "nameless girl" hidden inside.
She smiled slowly and enjoyed her own spoils after a hard day. It was also a good way to comfort myself.
Vika, who had already pushed the Dodge Tomahawk into the garage, came in and whistled: "How do you feel about holding the national treasure in your hand?"
Unexpectedly, Vera suddenly raised her brow at this time, and said coldly: "It's terrible!"
"Oops?" Vika stunned.
However, I saw that Vera had torn the two hands on the handle directly, and said: "This painting is fake."
Vika quickly smashed the torn picture paper and couldn't be channeled: "Is this fake? But this is obviously from Yefim... But when I get it back, isn't there anything different?

Vera sighed: "Look at the lower right edge of the paper."
Vika subconsciously opened the drawing paper and looked at the place that Vera said. Suddenly, Vikka opened his mouth and his face was very exciting, just because there was a very clear line of text in this place.
Made-in-china
"This... what happened?"
Vikka grabbed his hair and wondered: "Wait, I think. This picture was taken by Ye Feim, and then you took it from him, and then this is a fake...that is, in At the auction of the manor, this is a fake... wrong. When the manor is auctioned, how many collectors may not see it is a fake?"
Vera also leaned against the sofa and frowned. "At that time, Ye Feimu was discussing with a policeman to use this painting to frame the owner of the manor... well, he couldn't use such obvious fakes. But..."
"What he took out is a real painting... But what you brought back is a fake?" Vika feels that IQ is not enough. He said: "So... the real "nameless girl", where is it?"
"Maybe someone will know..." Vera suddenly said.
Vera looked at Vika, and Vikal looked at Vera. The two almost all said the same thing: "The owner of the manor!"
Hey.
At this moment, Vikka’s notebook in the living room suddenly rang. Vika opened up and looked at it subconsciously... At first glance, he whispered: "Yefeim was robbed... from the police car!"
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Listening to Edgar said that this is a rare wine.
But Yuri didn't taste it, which is different from the inferior vodka he used to drink.
What about being the heir to the Decaby family?
Money is piled up in the mountains, how do you call beautiful women? Under such identity, he is still Yuri, not really educated, know how to enjoy these... know how to enjoy this precious wine and taste it. The true Dicardo home heir to the unique charm.
Just Edgar said that the police had officially arrested Yefim.
Based on the long-standing cooperation between Decaby and Bruupov, Ye Feimu has no way to turn over this time.
It seems that for a predator such as Ye Feim, let him lose everything, only to spend a lifetime in prison, far more painful than let him leave the world straight away.
Should you be able to celebrate it?
Yuri thinks so... But, I don't know why, he just thinks that such a valuable, delicious wine does not seem to have a taste.
"It's really hard to drink."
He shook his head and laughed at himself... He didn't even know how to laugh at himself.
Is this ridiculous life?
Is this real and illusory wealth?
Still this short life?
Revenge... Revenge is almost successful, but there seems to be no such feeling of euphoria.
Yes, there is no such feeling that he thought he could be ecstatic and laughed loudly.
Yuri subconsciously grabbed the brush next to him and then randomly mixed the paint. He stood in front of the drawing board for a long time, but never painted the first one.
He suddenly found out... he didn't know what he should draw something out.
Finally, Yuri waved his hand violently, and the brush took the paint on the drawing paper, and made a straight line—just like the one that broke the paper.
He dropped the brush heavily on the ground.
"what--!!!!!"
He began to break the artboard in front of him.
He was kneeling on the floor, his hands clutching his hair, his head on the floor, "Ah!! Ah!!!! Ah!!!! Ah-!!!"
He is crying.
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Suddenly, the sound of knocking on the door was Edgar’s voice: "Sir, are you okay?"
After a moment of silence, Yuri asked across the door.
"Sir, I have to tell you that there is news that Ye Feimu seems to have been saved by someone."
Edgar’s voice is a little faster.
Although I think that Ye Fei’s most correct choice should be to escape as soon as possible. But it may not exist. He will be angry and burned to retaliate... Well, we still can’t save him. What is the origin of the people, how big is the ability."
But at this time, the manor suddenly sounded a loud gunshot...
(End of this chapter)