Chapter 594 European Style!

At the door of the lobby of the German International Airport, several Asian faces slowly walked out.

The sky is gloomy like an angry face. No matter how handsome it is, it always gives people an uncomfortable feeling.

"Young master, why did you come to Germany instead of France?"

Mu Fan wrapped his clothes, yawned, and said with a faint smile, "Have you heard of the Morse family in Germany?"

No. 1 was stunned and shook his head. At this moment, the dragonfly behind him came over with a computer and smiled, "The Morse family is one of the largest energy giants in Germany. It is mainly engaged in power resources and focuses on the development of new energy. However, I heard that Morse has been dead for a long time. So far, I don't know whether it was killed by someone else or by accident."

No. 1 frowned and said, "This kind of person should not die unexpectedly, right? How did you die?"

The dragonfly checked the computer and shook his head and smiled bitterly.

Mu Fan smoked a cigarette, looked at the congestion of cars coming and going in front of the airport, and said indifferently; "It was poisoned to death, a colorless and smelly poisonous gas..."

The two of them were stunned and looked at Mu Fan curiously. This kind of secret situation, even if the police spent a lot of human and material resources at the beginning, could not be found out, and it has become the largest unsolved case in Germany in recent years. How does Mu Fan know?

Looking at the strange expressions of the two people, Mu Fan said angrily, "You have to let me say it myself before you stop?"

Both of them took a deep breath. The dragonfly knows how terrible the security problem of this kind of person who can no longer be described as a rich person is. If it is killed, then the killer can be invincible in the world killer world.

The mercenary No. 1 knows who is around this kind of character, so after hearing Mu Fan say such words, his heart is even more shocked.

"So, the young master came to Germany this time for the Morse family?"

Mu Fan walked out of the airport and said calmly; "Lock. Layton should be the largest antique of the Morse family now. He owes me something. I think he should pay me back..."

No. 1 is confused, but he also understands the meaning of Mu Fan's words.

The dragonfly quickly checked the computer, but found that it was even more shocking. The Morse family, shortly after Morse's death, the remaining members who were likely to become successors died unexpectedly. After these two years, several antiques in the Morse family industry have also retired and no longer care about the family industry, but it is also mentioned above that this is called Locke. Layton's guy.

After paying a little attention to some information, he suddenly found that Locke. Layton, the young man with the least possibility of inheritance, has only one message that he is the heir of the family property. Is this guy doing all this?

The three took a taxi to the Berlin International Hotel.

"Young master, why don't you go to Pluto in Southeast Asia first? I know very well with their headquarters that if they attack, it will not be a problem to annihilate the nest in one fell swoop..."

Mu Fan lay on the sofa. Because he had been on the plane for too long, he was a little tired. He rubbed his face and said lightly. "The killers of Pluto are almost all Asians. They have commonality and are easy to do. However, the biggest advantage is that it can be negotiated. There is no need to do it randomly before you see the old monsters in France..."

After checking the facilities of the whole room, the dragonfly went to the hall, sat in front of Mu Fan, and said curiously, "You haven't said what's going on with this Locke?"

No. 1 also looks at Mu Fan.

Mu Fan smiled faintly and said, "It was he who hired me to kill his grandfather and several other brothers and sisters who might compete for inheritance. But after that, he wanted to find someone to kill me. Do you remember that Zeus and Thor came to me for the first time? In fact, the person who directly hires them is Locke, the bastard. He is a mantis, and the French perfume family is the behind-the-scenes yellow finch. It doesn't matter, but he has to give Locke a satisfactory recovery, otherwise he knows what "death" is..."

The two of them opened their mouths so wide that they couldn't say a word.

"Locke has a good housekeeper. I remember his name is Deker. You arranged someone to kidnap him. Treat him with a distinguished guest first and promise to give him 100 million yuan to betray Locke. Then send someone to send a letter to Locke, with only two words; Laozi.

The dragonfly was slightly stunned and said with a wry smile, "One hundred million? Mu Fan, don't tell me that if he betrays you, you really give it. Also, what does "Lao Tzu" mean?

Mu Fan's eyes narrowed slightly and said with a strange smile; "Don't worry about the money. Among the three names outside, there are three names, "I", "Shadow" and "Death", he likes Death the most. However, if you want to kill him this time, it will be carried out under the name of "Laozi". I think if he is smart enough, he should be able to understand that "Laozi" is "Death"..."

After laughing for a while, he got up and left quickly.

No. 1 poured a glass of water for Mu Fan and said seriously, "Young master, according to what you said, Locke should be very careful. After kidnapping his housekeeper, will he kill him with his men and our people?"

Mu Fan smiled and said, "When he hired me to kill his grandfather and other brothers, the housekeeper was fully represented by this housekeeper. If the housekeeper dies, Locke will probably lose his position, and then you send someone to blackmail Locke and ask him for 100 million. Oh, it's the euro..."

No. 1 was slightly stunned, and the corners of his mouth were powerful. Suddenly, he realized that the 100 million promised to give to the housekeeper was actually from Locke's hand. Mu Fan was too cruel.

No. 1 said solemnly, "Young master, do you want to bring someone here first?"

Mu Fan shook his head and said, "No, you let people go directly to Paris, France, everyone..."

"Yes!"

No. 1 left quickly.

Lying on the sofa, Mu Fan took a sip of air, exhaled, and muttered, "France, the name is good, but with a group of old and disrespectful bastards, it's not beautiful..."

After thinking about a lot of things in his mind, Mu Fan closed his eyes. Just as he was about to fall asleep, his eyes suddenly opened.

Sniffing a different smell in the air that ordinary people can't detect, he smiled faintly and said, "Can you be more open and upright? Is it necessary to sneak with me?"

Hearing Mu Fan's words, a beautiful shadow, a woman with a hot figure and a strange face, came out of the corner of the room.

"I thought you would deal with Pluto in Southeast Asia first, but you didn't expect to come to Augustine's territory. You don't want to attack the largest killer organization in Europe first, do you?"

Mela walked to the front, wrapped her hands around her, lowered her head, and looked at Mu Fan, who closed her eyes.

"What, are you in a hurry?"

Mela looked cold and said without changing her face: "It's not my business. What's my hurry?"

Mu Fan opened his eyes and looked at this exotic girl who was absolutely regarded as a beauty outside. He smiled and said, "I haven't been in China for a long time. I haven't learned to watch it, but I have learned the angry and coquettish tone of Chinese women, hehe, but it sounds very good..."

Mela was stunned, frowned, stared at Mu Fan and said coldly, "Do you think you are here on vacation?"

Mu Fan curled his lips and said, "Good wine should be tasted slowly, and good women should be drunk slowly. There is nothing that can be done overnight, and I like it vigorously, but at that time, I have to grasp everything, otherwise it is reckless. Think about it, if a man does you, it's fierce enough, but it doesn't last long. Will you have the impulse to kill that man?

Mela's eyes stared wide. After staring at Mu Fan for a long time, a sneer appeared at the corners of her mouth and said, "You are good at flirting with women. No wonder so many women like you. Unfortunately, this method is not popular in Europe..."

Mu Fan waved his hand and smiled, "Come here, beat the uncle's back and rub his shoulders..."

"If I go there, you will die ugly..."

"There is a saying in China that it is romantic to be a ghost under a peony flower. I don't mind dying at the hands of a woman. Of course, if I don't take advantage of you and get killed before I do a good job like you, I will become a god of death..."

"Shameless!"

Mu Fan smiled and said, "Do you like me?"

Mela frowned and said, "What does it mean to like?"

Mu Fan thought for a moment and felt that the word was more appropriate. He said, "It's just whether you want me to do it or not..."

With a sw, a cool breeze flashed by. A dagger was inserted on Mu Fan's sofa, and a wisp of Mu Fan's hair fell off.

Mu Fan suddenly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "It seems that you don't like me to that extent. Do you want to do ai with me?"

Mela's lips trembled slightly and said angrily, "I should shoot you!"

Mu Fan suddenly lay down and said boringly, "Ok, I won't tease you. You're leaving for France now. First, ask me who is the employer of Zeus who came to China to kill me for the second time? If you can't find it clearly, check the specific addresses and member information of the world's three major perfume families in France.

Mela simply said; "They are all a group of perverts inside"

Mu Fan was slightly stunned and said curiously, "What do you mean?"

Mela frowned and said, "I heard from the master that there are many people you want to deal with..."

“.............”

Mela turned around and left, leaving the last sentence that made Mu Fan depressed.

"If I die, you collect the body for me, and I will be buried in Wolong Village, your hometown..."

Mu Fan dragged his head on the back of his hands and muttered, "Are there many powers? Five, or ten..."

Mu Fan was about to go to bed when the phone suddenly rang.

"Who are you going to let me sleep!"

After the other end of the phone paused for a moment, a weak voice came.

"Are you Mu Fan?"

When Mu Fan heard this, he was slightly stunned and said not exactly, "I am, which one are you?"

After a moment of silence on the other end of the phone, as if brewing emotions, suddenly high decibels roared: "I'm going to die! The bird in the crotch has grown up, has it? How dare you yell at me? Let me tell you, if you..."

Mu Fan took the phone far away. A long time later, after the other end of the phone was quiet, Mu Fan smiled and said, "Mom, this international phone signal is distorted and I don't hear it. Please forgive me. Besides, how can I have the courage to do this to you? By the way, what's the matter?"

"BaBao, do you still want your daughter?"

Mu Fan suddenly was stunned. After being dumbfounded for a long time, he asked against his voice, "My daughter? Born?"

"Bullshit! I was born early, and I'm almost able to call my father! When will you come back to hold a banquet? It's a big..."

After a roar, Mu Fan hung up. But I can't sleep at all.

"Hey hey, I have a daughter. There should be a lot of good things for girls in France. Do you want to meet your daughter with those old monsters in France..."