CIA？

Firmino's little head didn't understand what the word meant, he just felt as if his mother was nervous, and the strength of her grip gradually became heavier, and her nails sank into the flesh.

"Mom, it hurts." He couldn't help but tilt his head and cry out in pain, but Yulia's breath was stagnant, "I don't know what you're talking about." ”

Mister's face turned cold, and he kicked the door open, his leg muscles trembled, and he was very forceful, and this force directly knocked Yulia and both of them into the air, with his pockets in his pockets, "Do you think I'm talking to you?" ”

"Hey! What are you doing? ”

This movement was heard by the neighbors next door, and a strong man wearing a white casual shirt and shaving his head came out, glaring at them, holding a steel pipe in his hand, he thought that he had encountered robbers, and the security in Kiev had declined rapidly in recent times, and burglaries were endless.

The employee turned his head, pulled out his pistol, pointed it at him, and said, "Get out of here." It's nothing wrong with you. ”

Bang Dang...

The steel pipe fell to the floor, and the strong man ran back to the room and closed the door.

If you encounter someone with a gun, you can't tell clearly.

Mistre walked into the house, looked at the facilities inside, bowed his head slightly, and his eyes turned to the right, "The $50,000 villa is really good, and Robert is really generous." He lowered his head, squatted down, and pinched Yulia's chin, who kept struggling, but the tighter his fingers squeezed, "I don't know what your name is, but I think this child must be your own." ”

"What are you going to do?" Yulia shouted in horror, "Run, Firmino!" ”

It was too late to say this, and before the little guy could react, he was lifted up by a large employee with one hand by the neckline.

"Hey, loach, don't scare the kids." Mister's eyelids drooped and he shouted, "Ma'am, you know what I mean, I think you're a smart guy, can you tell me who you really are." ”

Miria's bones were hard, and she gritted her teeth and didn't make a sound, looking at Firmino with concern in her eyes.

"You're forcing me to use violence." He licked his lips with his tongue and winked at the loach, who pulled Firmino upstairs with him, who cried out in horror, "Mother, save me, save me." ”

The crying was heartbreaking.

"Firmino." Yulia stood up and was about to go over, but was slapped to the ground by Mist, which hit her cochlear buzzing, "Stinky, I don't have that much time here to listen to your nonsense, say, who sent you here, and who is your upline?" If you don't, I'll drop him downstairs and then sell you to Mexico to be a chicken." ”

Pity the fragrance and cherish the jade?

Inexistent.

Miste has been galloping on the battlefield for so long, and he has not seen women, women with guns are even crazier than men, they can kill people ruthlessly, just like Saddam Hussein in the Middle East has a women's bodyguard team around him, Miste has been with them, and he still remembers them vividly.

"I don't know what you're talking about." Yulia cried and shook her head.

"Hey, you're still not very cooperative."

Miste hooked his fingers, "Then let you watch a good show and let the loaches go." ”

"No, don't..."

With Yulia's miserable screams and Firmino's frightened screams, accompanied by the sound of slamming the ground, a figure lay on the lawn outside, tilting his head and looking into the house through the floor-to-ceiling window with his mouth covered in blood, as if he was questioning her why she didn't answer.

"Nope."

Yuri wept bitterly, his face covered with tears and even mixed with snot, and he fell to the ground and hammered the ground.

"If you tell me now, maybe, he can still be rescued if he is sent to the hospital now, if it is too late, then he will really die." Mistre whispered in her ear, looking at her watch, "Ten seconds at most, ten... Nine... Six..."

His math teacher died early, and he couldn't even count.

The huge psychological pressure on people was very strong, and Yulia's defense finally collapsed, "I said, I said!" ”

……

Woo woo...

The short vibration made everyone's eyes instantly look at the phone on the table, and Robert swallowed, twisting his teeth, with a little fear and panic in his eyes.

Tang Dao put Erlang's leg down, glanced at him, leaned over and took the mobile phone, pressed the answer button, and put it to his ear, Robert looked nervously, and his palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Okay, I see, you can clean it up."

"No, no, no!" Robert was suddenly, he reached out and pulled out his pistol, and soon, pointing at Tang Dao, he was very emotional, "No, you can't kill her." ”

This action immediately shocked the little angel and the others, took out a gun and pointed it at him, and shouted loudly, "Li! What are you doing? Put the gun down. ”

Tang Dao tilted his head, his face trembled slightly, and he held a cigar in his hand, as if he was telling himself, "Robert, you followed me first, you know what kind of person I am, and besides, I didn't treat you badly, I passed through your hands for millions or even tens of millions of funds, but you disappointed me too much." He said, with disappointment in his eyes, and shook the phone in his hand, "This is not Mister's phone at all. ”

Tang Dao is a shrewd person or can be said to be insidious, and he asked his employees to make this call.

The purpose is to test Robert's performance.

But it seems that he is still playing the role of a bystander in it, perhaps, he has long known that Yulia's identity is not simple, he just doesn't want to spoil this feeling, in other words, between the boss and the woman, he chose the latter.

What does it feel like to be betrayed?

It's not heartbreaking, it's just a disappointment.

As he said, the first two employees, Osborne, who was not intelligent enough, was left by him in the umbrella company, while Robert was always with him as a right-hand man, but such people were betrayed, which is embarrassing.

Robert's face changed, and when he was flustered, Tang Dao grabbed the pistol with one hand and stared at him with both eyes, "Are you going to kill me?" Come, shoot here, kill me, maybe then Yulia won't die, come! Shoot! ”

He almost shouted the last three words.

Robert was flustered, his mind was full of Yulia, a man who could easily make mistakes when he was nervous, and he moved his index finger and pulled the trigger, but the voice was just crisp.

No bullets?

Tang Dao let out a long sigh, turned the pistol over, and patted his hand.

"Boss, boss, let Yulia go, she... She was also forced to do so. Robert collapsed on the ground, pulled his hair and shouted, the meaning of which was obvious, he knew Yulia's identity, and he knew it very well.

"I just hate it when people hide from me."

Maybe it's because the feelings of the two sides are different, Tang Dao rarely explained, after taking a deep look, he stuck his pockets and left without looking back, but the sound of the foot board was obviously a little heavier than usual, and even, the little angel saw the bulging in his cheeks and the deep sadness hidden in his eyes.

"I'll let that serve you!" This was the last time Robert listened to Tang Dao speak, his head hung and collapsed on the ground, standing around the little angel and several employees, suddenly, the former raised his head, lifted the table, grabbed the red wine with his backhand and threw it at them, he couldn't die, and he didn't want to die.

This time it was very sudden, someone didn't react at all, so he had to raise his hand to block it, smashed it full of glass shards, Robert was about to run towards the door, the little angel punched over, heard the wind from the back of his head, he subconsciously shrank his neck and dodged.

"Catch him." The little angel shouted, and several employees around rushed over, maybe there were a few of them, but it was certainly not Robert, he couldn't do it with his hands, if the gun had no bullets, he would be a tiger who had lost his teeth, waiting to die, his fists were hard to beat his four hands, he was pressed to the ground, struggling hard, hissing, the little angel walked up to him, took out the pistol from behind, put on the silencer, and aimed it at his head.

"No..."

Burst!

The bullet passed through the door of the head, splattering blood all over the ground.

Robert threw himself on the ground with his eyes open, his cheeks were deformed, and there was reluctance and regret in his eyes!

He may be regretting why he followed a ruthless and inhuman boss, so that he is now going to die at the hands of his own people.

But there is also a faint relief from the pupils sticking out.

The world is too tired to come again.

"Put the body away and don't move." The little angel knows the relationship between Robert and Tang Dao, even if this is a traitor, but killing it will not defile his corpse, and some feelings are to be kept. He commanded the employees to clean up, and looked at Robert's facial expression, and his heart sank.

Boss, this is really not recognized by the six relatives?

He shuddered, rolled his Adam's apple, walked out of the room, and saw Tang Dao standing on the balcony in the living room in the box, smoking a cigar, and when he heard the door open, he spoke, "Cleaned up?" His voice sounded a little hoarse at this point.

"Solved."

"Find a car at night, transport it to the countryside to burn it, and go to the supermarket to prepare more instant noodles and burn them for her together, Robert likes instant noodles the most." Tang Dao's voice gradually became muffled.

He still remembers the first business, in the gas station in Lublin, at that time there was no money in his pocket, and several of his people could only eat instant noodles, especially he ate the most, but how long did it take to have money, why did the two sides become rivals?

The little angel stood behind and looked at Tang Dao, the boss didn't turn his head, but his shoulders were shrugging.

He, crying?

"Go ahead and do it, and when it's burned out, grab some ashes and come back, and find a quiet cemetery in the United States to bury him." Tang Dao waved his hand.

Maybe others think he's the tears of an old fox.

But only he understands that he just wants to live, there are too many people behind him who want him to live, he is dead, there is nothing left!

Perhaps, as one saying goes, "The heart of the capitalist is clean in the beginning." ”