Wife Is Too Domineering: Secret Agent's Mad Wife

Chapter 29 I think, probably that day will never come!

It wasn't until all the 100 million cash was transferred to the account number provided by Mo Chou that she bent over and grabbed the car keys from his bag.

"Where's the car?!"

"In the woods over there!"

Leo pointed to the woods not far from the coast, while bending down to sort out the sundries.

"Now, let's go buy a ticket, you can use my partner's passport, where do you like, Europe or Japan?!"

The cold blade pressed against his throat mercilessly.

"Honey! No, no, no, no..."

Leo raised his hand.

"You can't do this, you know, if you kill me, your necklace can't be shot at all!"

Raising her left hand quickly, Mochou hit his carotid artery with a sharp knife.

The blood flow was cut off abruptly, Leo's brain was starved of oxygen, and he passed out on the beach.

"Thank you for your reminder, Leo, but I'm not going to keep this necklace! Well, Mr. Leo, let's see you later!"

He took off his diving suit and put on the men's suit that Leo had prepared.

Putting the female passport in the bag and the money in the wallet into her pocket, Mochou quickly walked into the woods and started the off-road jeep hidden in the woods.

When he came to the urban area, he found a secluded street corner and stopped. Mo Chou directly inserted coins and dialed a number with a payphone.

"I'm looking for Mr. Murong Lin!"

After a while, a slightly chaotic man's voice came through the receiver.

"Who are you?!"

Mo Chou glanced at the mailbox in the distance.

"I've already stuffed your 'angel heart' into the mailbox at the corner of Queen Street. If you don't want it to be lost, you should send someone to take it away as soon as possible!"

"Little girl!"

A faint laugh came from the other end of the phone.

"I look forward to your surprised eyes when you see me again!"

"yes?!"

Mo Chou chuckled lightly.

"I don't think there will be such a day!"

Without wasting any more time, she hung up the phone directly.

On the other end of the phone, Murong Lin lightly played with the receiver in his hand, and waved lightly to the man behind him.

"Go to the mailbox on the corner of Queen Street and get that 'Angel Heart' back. Besides, no one is allowed to disclose this matter!"

(End of this chapter)