Chapter 70 The killer who failed to show off and was fooled!
Smit Michael walked out of the airport carrying his suitcase.
He has a tall figure, a handsome face, golden hair, sunglasses and a wallet.
Look out across the entire Jiangdu sky.
"Is this China?"
Not far away, three gangsters.
"Brother, that handsome guy looks like a big fat sheep."
"Get him?"
"Get him!"
There was no need to say much about the three thugs. They had a clear division of labor and were directly divided into two groups.
Smit Michael waved his hand and a taxi drove over.
He opened the car door and prepared to get in.
At this moment, the gangster Baipi covered Smith Michael's eyes and said, "Guess who I am?"
Smit Michael was furious: "Let go!"
White Skin: "If you guess who I am, I'll let you go. I'll give you three chances."
At this moment, the other two thugs had already got into a taxi carrying Smit Michael's suitcase, and then drove away in the taxi.
Smit Michael: "Sir, if you don't let go, I will be rude."
Baipi: "Okay, I'll let go..."
Then he let go, slid quickly into the corner and disappeared.
Smith Michael looked left and right but didn't see the white man, and he was very angry!
I lowered my head, prepared to pick up my suitcase and leave.
As a result,
It's empty.
"???"
I picked it up two more times, but it was still empty.
His face froze for a moment.
Smit Michael looked down and saw that the box was gone.
I'm gonna push your lungs!
The thing in this box is a vital prop to him!
Without it, Michael's assassination ability would at least drop several levels!
How could Smith Michael not realize that he had been tricked? He quickly looked around to see who had stolen his treasure box, but after looking around for several times, he couldn't find the suspect.
"Fuck!"
Smit Michael swore in pure northeastern dialect.
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Phew~~~
In the manor, Ye Xuan was eating while paying attention to the movements of the international killer Smith Michael. As a result, he saw Smith Michael being tricked by local gangsters.
A mouthful of soup sprayed directly onto Ning Nanshi's face.
I'm so mad.
This international killer is too tragic, isn't he? He was beaten to the ground by local thugs before he even started to show off?
You are an international killer!
Ning Nanshi wiped the soup, looking confused.
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Smit Michael pulled his cell phone out of his trouser pocket and called his team assistant.
"Hey, Sha Lianna, send all my props to **..."
"Michael, didn't you bring your props?" the person on the other end of the phone asked.
Smit Michael: "..."
How do you want me to answer this?
You can't answer that your prop box was stolen by a master from ** as soon as you arrived, right?
If you knew about this, wouldn't I be very embarrassed?
Thinking of Smit Michael's wit, he quickly came up with a perfect excuse: "The suitcase was found to be suspected of being dangerous goods during the aircraft security check, so it was detained at the airport."
Assistant Sha Lianna did not suspect anything and said readily, "Okay, I'll send it over in two days."
After hanging up the phone, Michael hailed a taxi.
Because he was in a bad mood, he urged, "Yellow monkey, drive your car quickly, I want to go to the hotel!"
Yellow monkey?
The taxi driver's face darkened.
However, the driver did not show it on the spot and continued driving.
Soon, we arrived at the main road outside the German Hotel.
Stop.
The driver smiled and said, "Please take care, sir."
"Humph!" Smit Michael gave the money unhappily and opened the car door.
Take one step forward.
The foot stepped into empty space.
"Ah~~~~~"
A scream.
Damn, where is the sewer manhole cover?
Smith Michael stepped on empty air and fell heavily into the sewer.
A gurgling sound~~
Splashing up countless dirty water~~
The driver sneered: I let you call yourself a yellow monkey, but I can't kill you by falling!
Taxi drove away!
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Phew~~~
Ye Xuan sprayed another mouthful of tea on Ning Nanshi's face.
Damn it, who the hell came to Jiangdu to steal the manhole cover?
Awesome!
I feel sorry for Michael for three seconds..