Chapter 242 Edward's end

He is no longer paying attention to Edward's performance, and the facts seem to quickly confirm his views. After three rounds, Edward's physical strength declined across the board, but his opponent became more and more brave. Finally, Edward was hit by the opponent's left hook punch and fell to the ground heavily.

The whole audience was in an uproar, and even the banker who arranged the game was stunned. What's going on? It shouldn't be. According to Edward's skills, this should not have happened. But the result of the game has come out, and in full view of the public, the banker can only press questions. Anyway, they will definitely make a lot of money in this game.

Edward, who was carried down, was soon surrounded by his friends. Although they were puzzled at this time, it was difficult to say anything, and the atmosphere became awkward for a while.

Edward, who recovered a little physical strength, became angry and drove away everyone around him. He was sulking there. He knows his own things best. He understands that there seems to be something wrong with his physical strength. He just doesn't understand that he has taken those things in advance. How can this situation happen?

He couldn't figure it out. With the long-term drunken and the erosion of this new drug, even his iron body can't stand such a violent exercise tonight.

After half a day, Edward regained his strength. He put on his clothes and left the boxing ring with the help of his fox friends and a blue nose.

The Chinese smiled gently and followed quietly. He already knew his goal tonight. It seemed that the boss had repeatedly stressed that he should not underestimate the enemy. If you just see that Edward is a promiscuous man and rushes to do it, he will definitely ignore his strong fist. In this way, even if he successfully completes the task, I'm afraid it will take a lot of trouble. God knows if it will cause any unexpected sequelae.

At this time, the night was dark, and under the dim street lamp, the Chinese fell far behind Edward and the others.

Maybe it was bored or Edward was addicted to alcohol, and a group of them went back to the original bar to drink. With such a lot of noise, it's time in the early morning. After saying goodbye to those fox friends one by one, Edward staggered to his home with wine hiccups.

Under a big tree opposite the bar, the Chinese is talking to another shadow.

"Are you ready?"

"Well, that little Japan is really not a good thing. There are so many white noodles in it. It's really going to kill people!"

"Now that it's all done, I'll take action. Look, that's the goal! He is already drunk, which is a perfect time.

"Well, I've gone through all this carefully. There are no loopholes. This time we have to do the work assigned by the boss beautifully."

"Well, let's not talk nonsense. It's not too late for us to talk about it when the task is completed! Let's go and keep up!"

Edward is already half drunk and half awake. He can walk in more than ten minutes on weekdays. He has been staggering for half an hour, and he hasn't finished walking yet. When he finally saw the apartment from afar, Edward only heard something behind him. Just as he tried to turn back, he only felt a sharp pain in front of his head, and immediately fell to the ground.

Two shadows carried the sack containing Edward on their bodies and quickly left. The dark long street was empty, leaving only a faint fog curling up under the dim street lamp.

"Wow, there are so many drugs here. These guys are really bold!"

"Yes, it seems that the informant's information this time is very accurate. This time their transaction is actually in the house of an imperial baron, which is really unexpected!"

"The problem is that I heard that this kind of high-end drugs are all from Japan. Look, they are all commonly known as white-faced Hai-Loin."

"Damn Eastern devils, you know how to harm others, and you can also earn this kind of money! Look, the little dwarf in there is a Japanese..."

Edward rarely had a good sleep. I don't know when he had insomnia every night and always had some bloody nightmares. Although he didn't know what the war syndrome was, he also knew that it must have something to do with fighting on the battlefield for a long time. If it weren't for this reason, he wouldn't have been infected with drugs. Maybe this is the so-called drinking poison to quench thirst.

Hearing that someone seemed to be talking about privately not far away, Edward snorted in his heart. Where did these bitches come from? In the early morning, he chattered endlessly and made people rest.

However, soon, Edward reacted and seemed to be in the wrong situation. He immediately opened his eyes and looked around.

Seeing the familiar environment, Edward was relieved.

But when he turned his head and saw that there were so many strangers pointing at the door of his bedroom, and even someone was trying to take pictures of him with a camera, Edward was terrmented.

What's the matter? Why do so many people come in my home and there are reporters?!

A dazzling white light flashed in front of him, and Edward finally woke up. He tried to stand up and be furious. But after he staggered, he found that a short and fat guy next to him was sleeping like a dead pig.

Edward fixed his eyes and couldn't help taking a breath. Isn't this... Isn't this the Japanese named Kokura who supplies white noodles to himself? Why is he here?

Edward's eyes darkened, and he knew that he seemed to be in a huge trouble.

The next day, Singapore's major mainstream media broke a shocking scandal on the front page at the same time. A British aristocrat actually traded with drug dealers from Japan at home. Although the number of transactions between the two sides is not large, this matter has embarrassed the British authorities in charge of Singapore and various parts of the South China Sea.

Edward, an aristocrat, is already notorious. It's not like a rat crossing the street, but at least the boss behind him can't keep him. It is said that Edward will be prosecuted. Although the possibility of sentencing is not high, it is unlikely that he will continue to stay in Nanyang.

After getting rid of Edward, a potential troublemaker, Chen Jiaju was in a good mood. He wandered around the industrial park these days. He was a big boss who was kind to the people. He began to live a regular life. He soaked in the Marriott Hotel every night, either snooker or bowling. That kind of chicness made Angel very jealous.