167 Two Persons Making A Bet

Smiling, Ye Jian placed the bag on her bed and contacted Xia Jinyuan. As she unzipped the bag, one after another packet of white crystal appeared in front of her. "About 40 kilograms. If I am correct, these are heroin."

Xia Jinyuan jumped up from his bed with a cold look in his deep and black eyes. "Wait for me. I will be there in a minute!"

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Without giving Ye Jian any chance to refuse him, he cut off the communication signal and rushed downstairs.

And he didn't knock on the front door of Ye Jian's room. When Ye Jian heard the knocking sound from the outside of her window, she froze for half a second.

She dashed toward the window, pulling up the curtain. The dangerous man, who said he was coming to her room one minute ago, was standing on the windowsill which was only covered by a few plants.