In the Mercedes-Benz E320 car, Zheng Xudong kept apologizing to Miranda Kerr, and he had to accept punishment physically, that is, he had to face Miranda's little hands and pinched him desperately...

At this time, New York, Long Island, Manor, Study.

The white-haired old man who was originally graceful and smiling was gone, and at this time the floor of the study was full of fragments of various porcelain, as well as fragments of various crystal products, in short, none of the fragile items in the study had shot the "poisonous hand" of the angry Russian gangster boss, at this time he was like a very angry lion, constantly walking back and forth in the study, in addition to him, there were three people standing in the study, two of them were his eldest son Eugene Mashkov, who was in charge of the brothel, and Sergei, the second son in charge of the casino businessMashkov, and the other is Edward, the lawyer who sorted out Kirill Mashkov's estate at ONE 57 in the early hours of this morning.

All three of them had their backs against the wall, their heads bowed, lest something fragile "open" on their heads.

The eyes of the three of them blinked in fright for every time the old man dropped something, and lawyer Edward also calculated in his heart, "Another fifty thousand dollars of porcelain, another ten thousand dollars of handicraft, and... ”

"Haven't you found that brute Kirill?" shouted Andrei Mashkov, the gang boss and father, who seemed to be twenty years old at this point.

Judging from the information just fed back, his favorite son, the most distressed, and the most relieved to do things, no, that son has defected to the gang.

Just now his second son Sergei told him that he had personally gone to the gang's yacht last night to investigate, and the staff there said that they left the yacht less than an hour last night, and they saw the "third son" leaving with a large black plastic bag, and the plastic bag was still oozing blood, in order to do a good job in the aftermath, they were in the "third son" Soon after leaving, the blood stains were washed away with a strong cleaning stain, and they were afraid of causing any trouble to the gang, so they washed it cleanly, and assured that even the police could not detect any blood drips here even with the most advanced equipment.

But when they opened the door of the yacht bilge, they were dumbfounded, the bodyguards of the two "third sons" had broken their necks and broken their hands and feet for a long time, so the disappeared "Yamamoto Taro" was probably in the third brother's vinyl pocket, and he threw it into the sea to feed the fish, which is also the usual method used by their family to deal with the "tail".

Moreover, they also found the abandoned speedboat thirty nautical miles off the coast of New York, which means that the third brother probably did not go ashore at all, and was picked up by another yacht directly at sea.

"Where's the money, what about the gambling wins?" asked the old man, madly.

"Father, it's been investigated, according to the news from the Nichiban informant. Taro Yamamoto's Tokyo Mitsubishi bank account did enter a billion and 500 million dollars.,But it was transferred away soon after.,And where it was transferred hasn't been investigated until now.,The Nippon Yamaguchi-gumi is also going crazy to track down this matter.,I think it's likely to be the third brother.。。。 ”

"That brute, he's not my son. The old man roared upside down.

"Yes, it may have been three ... Kirill has been transferred to a special secret account for gang drug trafficking. Sergei finished speaking in one breath and then stood there without saying anything.

"In other words, not only did we lose a billion and five hundred thousand dollars that we won, but we also had money in the gang to sell drugs, right?" asked the old man.

But such an obvious question does not need to be answered at all, this is the "lice" on the bald man's head - obviously. All three wisely did not answer.

The eldest and the second child were secretly refreshed at this time, so that you usually love your third son the most, and hand over the most important drug business to him, we can't even ask, and put the gang's liquidity with him, what about now, your baby son ran away with a billion and five billion dollars, as for how much liquidity there is in the gang, only you, the boss and your precious son, know. This time I'm dumbfounded!

"Lawyer Edward, tell me more about what that brute told you last night?" asked the old man, leaning his hands on his desk.

"Okay, boss! It was almost twelve o'clock last night, three... Kirill called me immediately, immediately to ONE57, and he said he was going to dispose of a property and antiques immediately. I rushed to the top floor of the ONE 57 building, the third public... No, Kirill was already waiting there. There was another person who represented us, and we quickly completed the settlement of the property and antiques. Speaking of this, Edward suddenly seemed to remember something, and added: "Boss Andre, at that time, I also kept a trade agreement, which was supposed to be kept by Kirill, but he left in a hurry without asking for it. After saying that, he saw Boss Andre stretch out his hand to him.

He hurriedly opened his briefcase, took out the house sale and purchase agreement, and handed it to the boss with both hands respectfully, and Boss Andre grabbed the agreement and looked through it carefully, "Hehe! The top floor of ONE57 was sold by him for 100 million US dollars, which is not low, at least there is no compensation... But when he saw the last signature of Party B, he asked, "Who is this Sean?"

At this time, the second son Sergei hurriedly stepped forward and said: "Father, Sean is a barrister, and now he works for Anton. Kirill was sold to the Chinese Anton, because only the Chinese have the habit of saving money, and can come up with such a large sum of money at such a late hour. ”

After listening to the words of the second son, Andre Boss said "um" and continued to look at the antique details of those transactions, the more he looked at it, the more angry he became, and his palm kept slapping on Huang Huali's desk, but unfortunately there was nothing on the desk that could be thrown out, "Brute, that knife was given to me by the big Thai drug buyer Salabachai... Beast, that Buddha statue was given to me by General Song in Burma... Brute, that necklace is worth 10 million, it was given to me by a Saudi buyer... Brute, that oil painting was given to me by the boss of the IRA... Beast, that landscape painting was given to me by Fang Zhaolong, a big buyer in China... ”

If Zheng Xudong heard the name "Fang Zhaolong", he would definitely know this person. It's a pity he's not here.

When Boss Andre finished reading all these antiques and jewelry, he threw the agreement to the ground, "Rebel, so many things, he sold them for 50 million dollars, and those necklaces are worth about 30 or 40 million, as well as those oil paintings, Chinese paintings, swords, porcelain... Rebel!" He sat down heavily on his couch.

After a while, Boss Andre opened his heavy eyelids and said to Lawyer Edward with red eyes: "Lawyer Edward, I don't want the property, but if I want to add these antiques, from a legal perspective, is it possible?"

Lawyer Edward thought to himself: Boss, what are you kidding, this agreement was drafted by Barrister Sean, and the model used is a standard contract in the United States, which has been modified countless times by countless barristers, and all the loopholes that can be exploited have been filled, and there is no loophole to exploit, so he could only shake his head, and said with great regret: "Boss, it is legally impossible, this is a contract made by Barrister Sean, and there are no loopholes to drill, so... At this point, he shook his head again.

In fact, Andre had already thought of this result before he asked this question: one was a well-known American barrister, the other was a royal barrister of his gang, and the two barristers jointly supervised the drafting of the contract and wanted to overturn it, but it was difficult! It was too difficult! It was almost impossible! The most important thing was that he could not explain the legal source of these antiques, and many of these were transported into the United States by drug dealers through "underground passages," and when they obtained these antiques, there might be countless lives in them, as long as these antiques "saw the light" Immediately, the "relevant property owners" pounced, and when the time came, how could they and the gang explain themselves? Not only did their gang be in trouble, but even the people who gave them these things would hold a grudge against themselves. Damn! It's all a good thing that the rebel did!

He suddenly remembered that the second son had just said "Anton", "Sergei, you just said that Sean is the lawyer representing a good Chinese teenager, right?" Seeing Er'er, he nodded, and when he saw this, he continued: "I remember that you wanted to invite him to participate in the gambling game, right?" Seeing Sergei nodding again, "So you can still talk to that Chinese teenager, can I buy some of these antiques back." Tell him that our gang will remember him for this favor. ”

Sergei also had a headache when he heard his father's words, he thought about it and said: "Father, I'll try my best, but I can't guarantee that it will be done, since he can come up with 150 million US dollars in cash at once, he will definitely not be short of money, and it is a little difficult for this kind of person to let him take out the things that he usually has in his hands!" Seeing that his father's face was getting more and more ugly, he quickly said: "I will try it." ”

At this time, the eldest son, Eugene Mashkov, in order to brush up his presence, said to his father: "Father, the most important thing now is not those antiques, but three... No, Kirill controls our gang's drug sales network, and no one in the gang knows the upper and lower families of drug sales, this is the most important source of income in the gang! They snatched it. ”

Andre glared at his eldest son, how could he not know this problem, not only the network was in the hands of the rebel, but also the liquidity in the gang, which was worth 2.5 billion US dollars, thinking of this, he hated it so much that the root of his teeth itched, he was a little careless over the years, he was too relieved to hand over these businesses to one person, the income from drug trading was more than the income of brothels and casinos, and of course it was the most unsightly, so in order to keep it as confidential as possible and reduce the risk of exposure, he only handed over this business to the most trusted and important rebel to manage, but this happened today。

The more Andre thought about it, the more angry he became, the more sad he became, and suddenly a mouthful of blood sprayed on the desk, and saw the two sons come forward and shout loudly, but unfortunately he couldn't hear anything, and his ears were buzzing as if someone was striking a bell, and he used his last strength to roar before he fell unconscious: "Find that rebel, as long as he is willing to come back, I will give him the position of the gang boss to do it, what this gang says can't be destroyed in my Andrei's hands... And then he didn't know anything.