President’s Twins: Buy One, Get One Free

Standing at the gate, Stefan got a good look at their faces.

The strongest one was called Carter who, in a black jacket, was supposed to be the leader of them. Carter stood aside to command the others who were carrying stuff, much slimmer than Carter like drug addicts.

“Why are you so late? Come on, give a hand.”

At a glimpse of Stefan, Carter said, “Don’t you want the warehouse to be vacant at once? Quickly!”

Stefan nodded and walked in.

“It’s so strange. This time you even help us.” Carter was doubting his behavior.

After moving a box, Stefan counted the cargos of drugs in the trunk, thinking that those smugglers would spend the rest of their lives in prison.

“Alfred said that we needed to sell those out as soon as possible before the festival, and then another batch of cargos would be produced for the next year as the first business.”

Carter’s voice sounded in front of the car and his staffs were echoing his opinions warmly.

Stefan noticed that there were tools of making drugs at the corner of the warehouse, including measuring cups and the tubes. Those people produced and sold the drugs by themselves so they must gain huge profit.

Concentrating on the profit, he was called by someone through the earphones.

“Where are you?”

Five minutes ago, he sent the signal to Stella who, however, failed to receive probably because of the smugglers’ phone jammer. But now he got the signal from Stella.

Stefan lowered his voice, “There’re six men here, in the warehouse.”

“We will arrive soon.”

Suddenly, Stefan’s shoulder was patted by Carter, who questioned him, “Who are you talking to?”

At this moment, Stefan was thinking quickly and when he was ready to explain for himself, someone shouted from the washing room.

“Carter, there’s something wrong. Bowen is tied here.”

Before Carter reacted, Stefan got rid of his arms and stabbed him forcefully with a knife.

screamed painfully and squatted covering his belly.

the warehouse ran out swiftly. When they noticed Carter was wounded, the next thing they knew was that Stefan was their enemy and they shouted, “Don’t him go.

one in the washing room,

was considered as the excellent student of the University of Public and Security, he was not good at fighting as Stella

watching them rushing towards him, he looked for the powder from his pocket at

to be effective. Unfortunately, he failed to find it and remembered that the powder was in the coat which was covered on Bowen

shots rang out from the southeast

hands, expecting that he would be hit by those people, one of whom, however, was kicked out onto the floor, yelling for the wound on

was stepping on the man’s face like a

“Are you ok?”

shook his head and stood up against the door

commanded to squat at the corner, watched by two members of Stella’s team who

the members knew that the guns were the fake ones for the drill, which

at the paper boxes

They are the same as those we saw

boxes by a knife and was

“What?”

were a box of

frowned and opened the rest boxes, all of which were

at

his sharp knife towards the men and grasped Carter’s collar, asking,

“Where are the drugs?”

What are you

the truth at once.” Stefan slapped in

innocent, “Drugs? It’s illegal. We won’t sell them. We are

“What the fuck!”

became furious but was

Stella frowned, asking, “But if you just sell toys, why did you run away from us at the sight of

close to the center of city. In addition, without Bowen, they could not use

impossible for them to rent the warehouse to

lie.

examining Stella’s

“Ok.”