Hearing a crisp sound from Kacha, the tibia broke in response.

The bodyguard didn't even say a word and plunged into the sea.

The man turned around and walked away, taking three steps at a time and then turning into a cabin.

He reached into his arms, took out a triangular pyramid from under his ribs, and held it in his backhand.

He leaned against the wall, hiding his figure as much as possible, and listened.

Sure enough, soon there was the sound of footsteps again, this time more urgent.

Someone fell off the boat twice in a row. Anyone who wasn't a fool would know something was wrong.

Unfortunately, these amateur bodyguards are far from the match of professional killers.

The third bodyguard had just passed the cabin door. The man rushed up with a lunge, and the triangular pyramid was instantly driven from the back of his head and pierced through his forehead.

The bodyguard was immediately hung in place, his hands and feet trembling, and he soon stopped moving.

The man stepped forward, strangled the bodyguard by the neck, and dragged him back to the cabin, but deliberately did not wipe the blood on the floor.

After waiting for a while, the fourth person never appeared. The person decided not to wait any longer and strode towards the bow of the ship.

He didn't know that the fourth bodyguard was an alcoholic. He had drunk himself secretly in the cabin half an hour ago and was sitting in the toilet in a daze.

He walked to the bow of the ship step by step, and found that the target was not aware of it at all. He tugged at the corner of his mouth in disdain, deliberately walked a little heavier, and strode towards him.

When Song Shiming heard the footsteps, he turned around strangely and frowned: "What's the matter?"

The man smiled and did not answer, but continued to approach.

Song Shiming had a bad premonition and raised his voice an octave: "What do you want to do? No! Who are you? When did you come up...ah!"

Before he could finish his sentence, the man rushed forward and the triangular pyramid followed his open mouth and plunged directly into the top of his head.

Song Shiming's eyes widened and he soon lost consciousness.

The long-legged beauties screamed and ran away like frightened rats.

The man ignored it at all, held Song Shiming with one hand, observed it, and threw him into the sea.

"Rich people, huh!"

He curled his lips in disdain, strode into the cabin, looked around briefly, and found the satellite phone.

After opening it, operate it skillfully and hang up the communication.

He pulled down a curtain, cut a few openings randomly with a triangular pyramid, lay on his shoulders and walked out.

Five minutes later, he dragged a bunch of long-legged beauties back to the cabin, and locked them in the bedroom mercilessly under the pitiful eyes of a group of women.

At this time, the satellite phone rang.

The man raised the corner of his mouth and pressed the call button: "Hello? I'm Wang Jianjun!"

…

"What? Dead?"

Superintendent Peng stood up with a slap on the gum, his expression was like a toad.

Miao Zhishun nodded expressionlessly: "The news we got is indeed like this!"

"Now we're in trouble!"

Superintendent Peng paced around the office with his hands behind his back, somewhat worried.

"Do you know who Song Shiming is? How much money does he have in his hands? What are the connections behind him?

How intertwined is it?

If this person is not too difficult to deal with, we would not be able to invest so much energy into his wife! Who knows..."

All in vain!

Not to mention the annoyance felt by Superintendent Peng.

The reason why we targeted Song Shiming was not to put him in jail.

In order to maintain the money transaction network behind him, although the police force has never been completely clean since the empire, it is in a state of self-correction and self-examination at every moment.

The network now run by Song Shiming has become the number one worm that corrodes the police force. As long as this network can be caught, his senior superintendent will be a sure thing.

How much credit is this?

Only one person is dead now, and a second person and a third person will take over at any time.

So when a person dies, he is considered a complete failure.

Seeing his immediate boss worried, Miao Zhishun hesitated and said, "Sir, Yang Qian'er is also dead!"

"Who is Yang Qian'er?" Superintendent Peng asked subconsciously, but as soon as the words came out, he reacted.

"The third witness?"

"That's right! Just a few hours ago, Yang Qian'er's villa suddenly exploded. It was so powerful that the entire villa was reduced to the ground.

Thirty minutes ago, the alarm center received a call from a woman, who claimed that Song Shiming was killed at sea and that his body is still on the boat at the cruise terminal."

"Have you gone to see it?" Superintendent Peng asked.

"I've sent someone to check it out! It's indeed Song Shiming."

Miao Zhishun paused: "What I mean is that these two people probably died at the same time!"

"Huh? You said a third party intervened?"

"It's possible! But what's more likely is..." Miao Zhishun was silent for a moment and said, "They may have hired killers for each other!"

"Zhao Guochang?!"

Superintendent Peng caught the key point immediately.

Yes, Song Shiming is a rich man, and Yang Qianer's boyfriend is also a rich man. You can afford to hire a killer. It makes no sense for me to hire a bodyguard and not want to solve the source of the trouble.

But Zhao Guochang's influence is not weak either. If he comes to talk to someone without any evidence...

Superintendent Peng struggled for a moment, sat back on his chair, and sighed: "Forget it, take a few people to ask, and have a better attitude!"
Chapter completed!