As long as you get to the core, then we are good friends.

Tang Dao is happy to waste his time making money, especially with Francis on such initiative.

He didn't care about money, he was just curious that this old man wanted to change the palace, and the things he often heard couldn't imagine that would happen in front of him, but Tang Dao would not let go easily, he sighed twice, "Mr. Francis, are you worthy of the Gerald family's cultivation of you by doing this?" As I can remember, your studies were all sponsored by your family. ”

Francis was not embarrassed at all, and said expressionlessly, "I have given my life for thirty years, but it turns out that Boris is not the future of the Gerrard family, since he can't do it, then he should replace me!" And—" he looked up suddenly, with a hideous look in the wrinkled corners of his eyes, "I'm fed up with these damn things, do they know what it means to be a nobleman?" They have lost their original meaning, they are just a bunch of breeding pigs who only know how to give birth! ”

Francis said, his cloudy eyes gradually firming, "I have wasted thirty years, and I don't want to waste the next time, even if it is only a few days!" Gerald's honor starts with me! ”

It turned out that he had also passed through, and everyone had that high-spirited age, even the "dog" in front of him, who should be the most loyal in the eyes of Boris and other direct relatives, was once a teenager with the desire to slay dragons.

Tang Dao looked at Francis's face and groaned slightly, he felt the taste of the same kind from the other party, time can never wash away ambition, jealousy, unwillingness, and resentment are sometimes the driving force that motivates people to keep climbing.

"I don't have any claims from the Gerald family, just tell me who is behind the murderer."

Francis is obviously tough, "The Gerald family is not my decision, Boris will not agree." ”

Tang Dao frowned, supported his knee with his right hand, and leaned forward slightly, "What do you want me to do?" ”

"Help me kill Boris and his heirs!"

Francis gritted his teeth and looked at Tang Dao, "As long as they die, I can sit in the position of the patriarch of the family, and I will definitely send the killer and intelligence to the door at that time." ”

So ruthless?

Let outsiders kill their own blood relatives?

This kind of operation, Tang Dao was a little frightened when he heard it, he thought about it carefully, the Gerald family had no influence on him, but Cherkovso's death must have a follow-up explanation, find the publisher, and then take revenge!

"Your Gerald family will belong to the Savior Company in the future." Tang Dao sat up straight and said, Francis only hesitated slightly, and then nodded heavily.

He agreed!

"I'll help you, and I want you to fulfill your promise."

……

Malta!

In the end, Boris was too soft-eared, and he didn't believe that his aristocratic status and connections in Europe were terrifying enough.

And perhaps the eldest son is right when he says that there is no shortage of so-called "reformers" who overthrow the class, but when the changemakers become rulers, they are a new class!

He didn't want to offend the Savior Company, he wanted to find a face-saving person to reconcile with the crowd, and then lose some money, and everyone giggled at each other's wine table, and the matter was over.

The one who died in Ukraine was nothing more than a tool man.

As for tearing your face like this?

Boris they completely do not agree with the strength of the savior, this is a provocation to the aristocracy, and they also intend to dry the Tang knife.

Those who go out to pick up girls are still pickling girls, and those who are racing are still drag racing.

Boris, on the other hand, was invited by other Maltese aristocrats to attend a high ball, sat in a luxury car, and said to the equally scrupulously dressed driver, "Go to the Mittels." ”

The driver replied respectfully, and the car slowly drove out of the manor, and they didn't see anyone staring at it from afar under the trees.

Boris didn't know why, he felt weak and a little anxious, if it weren't for the dignity of the aristocracy, he would have started to scratch all over now, the driver looked at him from the reflector, and didn't dare to ask more, just at this time there was a turn, and when he was slowly passing, he suddenly didn't know where to run out of a person, and he went straight to the car, which scared the driver to brake urgently.

Because of inertia, Boris did not sit firmly, his head hit the chair in front of him, the fire in his heart exploded all of a sudden, and before he could react, he suddenly saw a group of people coming from all around, no less than 10 people, holding iron rods, slamming at the car, which frightened Boris couldn't help screaming, and the violent elements outside roughly pulled the car door open, dragged him out of it, and hit the head with a fierce blow, the iron rod was against the braincase, and he died at once.

Then, still angry, they beat him up in groups, and finally waited for three or four minutes before they scattered in all directions.

The driver with a blue nose and swollen face howled and hugged Boris, but the other party was obviously covered with blood, and he tried to open his eyes, just wanted to speak, and there was a rapid horn sound, and then he saw a pickup truck roaring in, directly loaded with two people, and spun half a circle in mid-air before falling to the ground with a bang.

The pickup truck didn't slow down, and after pressing towards the two people, it was out of sight.

Boris died on the spot!

The news immediately spread in Malta, and before they could digest it, their eldest son and his family exploded while eating out, just in the center, and they didn't have time to react, and the second son was even worse, and died suddenly in a bar, after forensic identification, it was because he ate too much flour, which stimulated the heart and led to myocardial infarction.

All of this happened in just one day, and the excessive coincidence made the police and the Gerald family suspect that someone had done it, but all the evidence proved that the eldest and second sons were accidental, and the thug who beat Boris was also caught, but they did not admit it.

The whole case was in a stalemate, and the Gerald family was also in a state of leaderlessness, panic, at this time, Francis was anxious about the old people in the family with Boris's will, most of whom belonged to the direct line.

"Francis, get Gerald's will out quickly." One of the old men frowned at him and said, "If Boris has no heirs, we need to find someone closer to us from the direct line." ”

Francis flashed with ridicule in his eyes, and he unceremoniously pulled over a chair and sat down, this action is disrespectful to these old men!

A few people just frowned, but there were also old foxes who noticed that the atmosphere was wrong and closed their mouths and didn't speak.

"Boris's will says that I will be the patriarch of the Gerald family."

"Bastard! What are you talking about. The old man who had been tied to him directly interrupted his words, and said angrily, "What are you, you are also worthy, you are just a sideliner, get out." ”

Sideline?

Francis smiled and savored these two words, this word is a little higher than the servant in the noble family, he looked at the old man who spoke, and did not hide the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, "Uncle Cagle, your words are hard to hear, do you eat?" ”

These words made the old man stand up all of a sudden, and walked towards Francis menacingly, looked at the other party condescendingly, and opened his mouth to play the rank of the old man of the family, when he saw Francis take out a small gun from his pocket and stuff it into Cagle's mouth!

"I don't like, you talk too much, Uncle Cagle." After that, bang~!

directly killed the other party.