On the sofa, Moore let go of the back of his hand, with a little coldness and cruelty in his dark eyes. He
raised his eyes slightly, and Carlos' figure was reflected in his eyes. He said slowly, "What's up?"
The corners of Carlos' mouth twitched. No wonder he was guided by his Master. Why did he speak in
the same tone as his Master?
Carlos walked to the sofa and sat down. Now one of his arms was hanging by his side and was half
disabled, so it was inconvenient for him to move. He turned on his mobile phone and found the photo
sent by Lenny just now. He put it in front of Moore and said, "It's them. Last night, two corpses were
found in the area of the Eastern District. Although on the surface, these two people were dead because
they inhaled too much heroin. But there was an explosion at the scene. From the video surveillance,
Lenny found this logo, which was the same as the logo of the commercial vehicle that he appeared at
the scene of the car accident at that time... "
Carlos kept silent for a few seconds, "It seems that he has sensed that Hancock is not the only
murderer. What on earth does the person behind the scene, who has been hiding in the darkness and
refused to see others with his true face?"
Hearing this, a cold killing intent flashed through Moore's deep eyes. He stood up from the sofa, leaned
forward slightly, and pointed at the photo on the tea table with his slender fingers. Then he pushed the
document to Carlos.
Moore raised his eyes slightly and said in an extremely cold voice, "I just received the news that it was
also their people who attacked us at the airport. They disguised as members of the Han Clan, but they
were not careful enough. They wanted to hide the truth from everyone, but there were many loopholes.
With all due respect, the leader of this year is a fool."
Carlos took a look at the document and the photo on the table, and his eyebrows were tightly wrinkled.
After reading the photos, he looked up at Moore and said, "Master is still in a coma. Don't act rashly.
We will make a decision after Master wakes up."
With a cold smile on his lips, Moore said, "It's too late."
Carlos was stunned and almost blurted out, "What are you talking about? Have you taken actions? "
Moore said, "It's the second largest force in the black triangle city. Most of the family's wealth comes
from smuggling and mining. I'm sorry. I dialed a wrong number and intercepted a large number of
smuggling arms and drugs. What's more, the newly opened mine in the Northwest has collapsed
because of the overnight rush."
Hearing this, Carlos felt a chill on his back and his hair was all blown up. He swallowed and said, "You
did it too fast. Will you leave any evidence? What if you alert the enemy?"
Raising his eyebrows slightly, Moore said, "Do you think that all my years in the H city were in vain? If I
can't handle such a small matter well, am I a waste? "
He was trained by Martin, the unique and irreplaceable person in the world.
At first, Martin wanted him to live in the light, because he was used to the life of surviving, fighting and
killing, and wanted Moore to live a carefree life. However, Moore was stubborn and he could promise
Martin anything, but he couldn't accept this.
How could he live under the protection of Martin like a loser? He should be the fastest knife in Martin's
hand to help him get rid of those people who stood in his way. That was why he hated Cassandra so
much at that time.
In the eyes of Moore, Cassandra was just a good-looking vase. She would only make trouble and get in
the way, and always asked Martin to clean up the mess for her. Such a troublemaker was not qualified
to stand beside Martin and become the hostess of the Lu Clan.
Carlos sighed, "Forget it. Since you have done it, then let it be. However, they have disappeared for a
long time without showing any trace. Why did they suddenly appear this time? Have you checked the
reason?"
Moore squinted at him and asked, "Do you think I'm an idiot?"
Carlos was choked, and then said seriously, "You don't look like difficult to deal with, because you are."
Moore rolled his eyes at him speechlessly. "In fact, it's not the second time they show up. At that time in
H city, if it weren't for them, how could Oakes escape? They were hiding behind the scene and thought
they could control others' lives, but they didn't know that they were just setting fire to themselves."
Carlos stared at him in horror, the corners of his mouth twitching. After a long time, he came to his
senses. "You even know what happened in H city?"
"Cut the crap. Every time you acted secretly, I know there's something wrong. Besides, if I don't even
have this ability, I'll have died a thousand times outside, okay?"
Carlos thought it over and agreed with him. Although Moore looked weak, he was actually a refined
scum. Behind his harmless face, there must be a scum's face.
"Knock, knock, knock..."
Suddenly, there was a knock on the door of the lounge. Carlos looked at the door reflexively and saw
that the door was pushed open. Cassandra poked half of her head in and said, "Carlos, you are here
too?"
Carlos was stunned.
Was he deaf?
Or did he get hurt and lose his consciousness?
Weren't Cassandra and Moore two deadly enemies? Why did she come to him?
Something must be wrong.
Carlos swallowed and said, "Well, I'm here to have a chat with Moore. It's so uncomfortable to be alone
in the ward. Well, sister-in-law, what can I do for you?"
'Should I leave?'
Moore put away the photos and documents on the table in silence, and Cassandra said, "Well, aren't
you injured now? It's inconvenient for you to move. I... I just want to ask if you are free. I want to go to
the supermarket nearby to buy some food materials and make some soup for Martin tonight. Doctor
Kevin said that he could drink some light soup or something, and he couldn't drink the food bought
outside. "
Carlos immediately said, "Sister-in-law, what do you want to buy? Make a list for me, and I'll ask
someone to send it to you..."
Before he could finish his words, he heard Moore's slightly cold voice, interrupting him. "I'm free."
Carlos was stunned. ？ ？ ?
Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief and smiled at him, "Okay, I'll change my clothes and wait for you at
the door later."
"Okay," said Moore, lowering his eyes
After saying that, Cassandra closed the door of the lounge and hopped back to change her clothes.
In the lounge.
Carlos coughed, "Well, I don't know if you feel it or not. Anyway, I feel a little embarrassed."
'Who am I? Where am I? What happened just now must be my illusion!'
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