Ke Yan People In the World of Ke Xue

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6:30pm.

A taxi stopped in front of the main entrance of the Miyazaki Prince Hotel, and Masaharu Motoyama stepped down from it.

He carried a briefcase containing interview papers, and he had a professional smirk on his face.

After a busy day, it can be considered that the schedule has been finalized. Tomorrow, I will interview the Falcons in Miyazaki, and the day after tomorrow, I will go to Okinawa to interview the leading player of the Jaguars.

Can snob three... can snob three!

Go through the lobby and take the elevator to the suite on the 4th floor.

After Masaharu Motoyama took out his room card and opened the door to enter the house, he finally no longer restrained his emotions.

His brows were covered with a faint shadow, and his expression became extraordinarily distorted.

The guy who ruined his career as a baseball pro!

No matter what, I have to find a way to give that person...

"Yo, Mr. Motoyama, you are finally back."

Suddenly, an unfamiliar voice came from the room.

Masaharu Motoyama woke up and saw a figure sitting on a sofa.

The man was full of stubble, wearing sunglasses and a hat, and holding a pistol in his hand, the black muzzle was staring at him like an abyss.

After all, he has been a reporter for many years in the science world.

Stunned.

There is still a basic understanding of the murder case, so in the face of a person who can sneak into his hotel suite, the thing in his hand cannot be regarded as a toy no matter what.

"You...what do you want to..."

From viciousness to panic to despair, Masaharu Motoyama's mood changed in just a few seconds, and his heart sank slowly, as if he had fallen into an ice cave.

"Look at this first."

Vodka picked up the portfolio on the coffee table and threw it forward.

"..."

Masaharu Motoyama thought he was dead, and when the revolving lights flashed in front of his eyes, he almost recalled all the people who had offended him when he wore open-crotch pants. As a result, the other party did not shoot immediately, but made him a little dazed for a while.

It wasn't until Vodka urged it again impatiently that he slowly bent down and picked up the portfolio.

【Snobby 3】

As you can see, a very simple and clear name is written on the cover just like that.

Masaharu Motoyama's breathing suddenly became a little short. He hurriedly took out the paper inside the bag. After only reading one page, his hands began to tremble:

"You... Who are you? How do you know this?"

"Hum, of course it's because..."

Vodka's complacent momentum just picked up, and before it had time to show off its prestige like it did in the "Itakura Taku Incident", it was directly interrupted by an electronically synthesized voice:

"Some things, the more you know, the faster you die."

Apart from this sound, Masaharu Motoyama only heard the sound of the door being opened and closed.

He tended to instinctively want to turn back, but before he had time to move, the next second, a cold and strong palm pressed **** his head.

At the same time, the electronically synthesized voice sounded again in my ears, "There should be a limit to stupidity, do you just want to die like that?"

"No no no no……"

Masaharu Motoyama was frightened out of cold sweat, and quickly explained: "I just want to know, what are you going to do by showing me this?"

What was in the file bag was the content of the snobby three taking advantage of their position to engage in black ball and anti-fixing matches. Gu Gou

Although Masaharu Motoyama judged based on his many years of experience as a reporter, he could not find any loopholes in logic, but... there is only testimony and no evidence.

If you hand over this to the Baseball Association, even if what is written on it is true, it is impossible to have any impact on Nen Snobby Three.

Moreover, for the devil who terminated his career, Masaharu Motoyama thought more than simply destroying the reputation of the other party.

After earning money that can't be spent for a few lifetimes, what happens when the black material is exposed?

To put it 10,000 steps back, even if that **** goes to prison, as long as he has money, there will be a lot of lawyers to defend him. You can't let him go so easily, right... Only death, only if you let the snobbiness die, will you be able to do it yourself? will be happy!

Masaharu Motoyama thought, his panic gradually calmed down.

These two people didn't kill themselves, but brought out the black material that can snobbery, maybe they were also the people who were trapped by the beast, as long as they have a common enemy, they can cooperate...

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this possibility was very high, and he quickly asked, "You guys also want to deal with the snobby three, I... I can help!"

"How to help, kill him?"

Ye Gengyi casually pushed it to the front of vodka, and he continued to hide in the shadow from the entrance to the corridor.

Hearing this sentence, Masaharu Motoyama, who was already guessing, showed an ecstatic smile on his face.

"Yes... yes! That's right, I just wanted to kill him!"

"Um?"

Ye Genyi asked in a synthetic voice without the slightest emotion: "How to kill?"

"Uh...this..."

Masaharu Motoyama's ability to withstand pressure was not able to last long when facing the muzzle of the gun and the unknown man behind him.

Coincidentally, after recognizing the face of Neng Sno-san, the senior reporter did feel depressed for a while, and the motivation that really cheered him up came from an inspired murder plan.

In the Okinawa interview the day after tomorrow, Masaji Motoyama is going to take advantage of the time difference to carry out a murderous journey across space!

So, after listening to his story, the atmosphere in the room suddenly became a little quieter.

The expression under the vodka disguise became a little weird.

Before coming, Ye Geng took advantage of the meal time and passed on the murder plan he wrote to a certain Hanhan.

Vodka naturally read it again, and at this time, he was slandering in his heart:

...except for some of the steps that I can't understand anyway, and I'm too lazy to think about it, the plan made by Masaharu Motoyama to kill the snobby three is too similar to icewine's plan...

Of course, icewine's plan is definitely more verbose, and too many details make it a headache.

If you really want to compare, this boy Masaharu Motoyama quite suits his taste...

Thinking of this, Vodka resolutely gave up the supplementary explanation of the plan revision, and went directly to the lure link after the coercion:

"Would you like to replace that jaguar's patron saint and become the next 'snobby three'?"

"what?"

Masaharu Motoyama was a little too in a trance, and he couldn't hear clearly, "D... that guy who replaced Nengshi?"

"It's just doing the things he's doing for us now. I didn't intend to tell you so much, but I didn't expect you to be so knowledgeable~www.wuxiamtl.com~ hum..."

Vodka sneered and bewitched: "After you kill him, it's better to come to our side than to live in fear, and you can have everything that the snobby three can have."

When Masaharu Motoyama heard the words, the emotions that burst out from the depths of his heart drowned.

There is a struggle, but it's not intense.

Because of the ability to snob three, he will definitely kill...

If it were a few years ago, Masaharu Motoyama's self-questioning and struggling emotions might have been higher, but after working as a reporter for so many years and having been exposed to so much darkness, it is really difficult for his heart to become brighter.

And these two mysterious people who suddenly appeared, although they brought a sense of danger to themselves, maybe this is also a turning point...