Although Boss Tang has never met Zhao Qitian.

But at this time, Boss Tang looked at Zhao Qitian as if he had seen a ghost.

His private mansion has bodyguards, various surveillance cameras and anti-theft locks. How could Zhao Qitian come to his room silently?

In the past, Zhao Qitian had repeatedly sent people to kill him, which had left a deep impression on Boss Tang's psychology.

But this time, Zhao Qitian actually found his home.

Boss Tang already felt in his heart the purpose of Zhao Qitian's visit this time.

"Hey, you actually know me?"

Zhao Qitian walked into Boss Tang's room, then looked at Boss Tang pretending to be surprised and said.

"No need to press, I've taken care of all your bodyguards." Zhao Qitian looked at the little tricks done by Boss Tang's men and smiled sadly.

It seems that Boss Tang is still preparing to call for support.

"Zhao Qitian, you...what do you want to do? I warn you, if you dare to touch me, you will never leave the United States alive."

Boss Tang put down the pager in his hand, and then subconsciously took a step back.

It was obvious from his face that Boss Tang was scared.

It is absolutely rare to be able to scare this arrogant local bully in Los Angeles, with his hands and eyes reaching the sky.

"Leave Los Angeles alive?" Zhao Qitian squinted his eyes and smiled, then looked at Boss Tang and said, "What a coincidence, I have no intention of leaving alive at all."

"If I die, of course I will have to drag you along with me as my supporter."

As he spoke, Zhao Qitian's eyes suddenly burst out with a cold murderous intent. This momentum instantly enveloped Boss Tang, making Boss Tang suddenly feel as if he had fallen into an ice cave. There was a kind of

Death and fear that he had never felt before corroded Boss Tang's heart, making him break out in cold sweat.

"No!"

Boss Tang took another step back. He subconsciously wiped the cold sweat on his forehead and yelled. Then he looked at Zhao Qitian again, his threatening tone weakened, and said: "Zhao Qitian, we have no grudges."

, I think there may be a misunderstanding between us."

"How about this? The matter between us is wiped out and I can send you away from Los Angeles."

Boss Tang was obviously giving way to Zhao Qitian.

"Write it off? Leave Los Angeles." Zhao Qitian looked at Mr. Tang and couldn't help but laugh.

Is it possible to leave Los Angeles alive only by writing it off?

Zhao Qitian did not directly reject Tang Boss's words. He squinted his eyes again, with a sinister look in his eyes, and asked: "What about Monroe? Monroe is a contracted artist under my company. I heard that you have always wanted revenge.

Monroe"

"Monroe?" Mr. Tang rolled his eyes and said quickly:

"The Monroe matter has also been wiped out, and I can send you away from Los Angeles."

"How can I trust you?"

Zhao Qitian looked at Mr. Tang and laughed again and asked.

"Then what do you have to do to trust me?"

Mrs. Tang looked at Zhao Qitian again and frowned and asked.

"Well...I generally believe in dead people."

Zhao Qitian smiled strangely again, looked at Boss Tang and said.

"you……"

When Boss Tang heard what Zhao Qitian said, his face instantly became extremely ugly and even distorted.

However, Zhao Qitian did not give him a chance to continue, and he was too lazy to talk nonsense to him.

The moment Boss Tang opened his mouth, Zhao Qitian rushed over, locked Boss Tang's throat with one hand, and lifted Boss Tang up.

Zhao Qitian's strong hand force directly caused Boss Tang to suffocate.

Boss Tang kept struggling in fear in Zhao Qitian's hands, but no matter how hard he struggled, he could not escape Zhao Qitian's clutches.

For Zhao Qitian, killing a Tang boss is basically not much different from killing a dog.

Just like that, Boss Tang's face turned from red to purple. In less than three minutes, Boss Tang completely stopped struggling and died in the hands of Zhao Qitian.

"Don..."

"Don...what's wrong with you? Don...speak!"

In the deathly silent room, Zhao Qitian heard the voice coming from the mobile phone on the floor.

Boss Tang's call on his cell phone just now was not interrupted.

Zhao Qitian threw Boss Tang's body into the corner, then picked up the mobile phone on the ground and put it to his ear.

"Hello? Are you talking about brown sugar or white sugar?"

Zhao Qitian smiled at the phone and asked in a playful tone.

If Zhao Qitian's guess is correct, the person on the other end of the phone should be the elder of the Luo Fu family. Standing behind Boss Tang, he can easily mobilize the real backstage of the special forces.

"Zhao Qitian! What did you do to Tang!"

The voice of an old man on the other end of the phone almost roared loudly.

Through the phone, Zhao Qitian could even feel a murderous aura.

However, Zhao Qitian did not change his expression for this. He still smiled and said in a joking tone: "I will kill him. If you come now, you might be able to collect his body. If you come too late,

If so, I’m afraid it’ll be cold.”

"Zhao Qitian! I'm going to kill you! I'm going to cut you into pieces!"

On the other end of the phone, Elder Luo Fu's old voice roared hysterically with murderous intent.

"Haha, okay, I'll wait for you!"

"Actually, you don't need to come to me. If I have a chance, I will find you! The Luo Fu family, right? I have already written down the account for you at the Los Angeles movie shooting site yesterday."

Zhao Qitian smiled coldly at the phone.

After speaking, Zhao Qitian crushed the phone to pieces.

Toot toot…

Located in London, United States, at the Roof Family Manor.

An old man with silver hair put down his mobile phone tremblingly. His face was full of grief and anger, and his eyes even turned blood red.

This is the color of anger and sadness.

This old man is Mr. Tang's biological father, one of the elders of the Luo Fu family, Luo Fu Mengke.

When I think of Boss Tang in my mind, it seems that my thoughts have brought Rovemunch back to a winter forty-five years ago, that passionate and lingering night...

When Rovemunch was young, he had the most sincere love, and this Tang Boss was the result of his most sincere love.

It's just that God was unfavorable. Due to various reasons, Rovemunch failed to grasp this most sincere love and had no choice but to choose a marriage arranged by politics.

It is because of Luofumeng's inability to let go of this relationship that he dotes on Mr. Tang, his own son who has no status.

But today, this favorite son of Luofomunch was actually killed...

For Luo Fu Meng, this is definitely a blood feud!

Luofomunch suddenly sat down on the chair. He took a handful of tranquilizers. It was not until a long time later that he tried his best to restrain the grief and anger in his heart. However, his hands could not help but tremble as he picked up the phone and pressed a call.

Number.

"Issue a global kill order for me to kill Zhao Qitian, general manager of Longya Security Company in Longgang City, Huaguo"

"Well! Mr. Luofu, how much reward do you want to offer?"

"Ten billion! Dollars!"

"Ah? Ten billion US dollars? Are you sure?"
Chapter completed!