One thing is never about good and evil, but about the pros and cons.

Perhaps, this will be scolded as a bastard, a piece of garbage.

But often...

The reality is cruel, but this kind of person is the best.

The Brotherhood operates in the open or in the dark, and the assets can reach at least billions of dollars, mainly because the business they run is too complicated, of course, D, Huang, and gamblers who have the fastest money are involved, and they also plan to come to the arms industry to share the soup, and there are nearly tens of thousands of people under his hands, and this business is all over Europe and Asia.

This is the big guy in the club.

Can you say that Tang Dao is cowardly?

When Lao Tzu braved the artillery fire to sell a bullet in Africa, he was not afraid, and a few black clubs who couldn't get on the table wanted to give up their interests?

Melon Pi!

"I'll take care of this, they don't have the rules of the game." Andreyev said.

Assassination is forbidden at a certain level, and everyone abides by the rules of the game, for example, if a high-ranking person of a certain country is blown up, the problems caused by this matter are very serious, such as World War I, isn't it that after the rich second generation was killed, all the clansmen of the entire family fought for the family property, in order to prevent such things from happening.

The rules of the game are generated in mutual understanding.

Of course, if it really comes to the point where you live or die, then what does it matter what your last name is? Even if your surname is Zhao, it won't help.

Adults should pay attention to the pros and cons, if the huge criminal syndicate of the Brotherhood wants to come hard, it may only end up being a lose-lose, but this is your big mouth, if you don't show it, wouldn't it make people feel very easy to bully.

At least you'll have to compensate for it.

Tang Dao made a muffled sound in his throat, and after hanging up the phone, he raised his hand behind the sofa, stretched his hands, crossed Erlang's legs, frowned, he was a little unhappy now, but reason told him that the brotherhood would not be easy to mess with.

Turtle?!

I can't vent this breath, and Chirkovso can't explain it himself.

Andreyev will give himself the answer he wants.

I am a civilized person, and what I hate most is to fight and kill.

"Call Osborne, who is staying in Somalia, and ask him to send two elite squads into Kyiv, and don't tell anyone else the news."

Violence doesn't solve problems, but sometimes people can try to use violence.

…

The city of St. Petersburg

St. Isaakiev's Cathedral.

Perhaps it was the collapse of the Soviet Union that left believers without financial resources, and their faith in God was much thinner.

I'm starving to death, who would go out of my way to do this.

There was only one gray-haired priest in the entire cathedral and a tall white man in a suit, the latter holding Mass in his hand, putting it in his mouth and chewing it gently, the former putting his hand on his shoulder and saying in a deep voice, "Forgive you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit." ”

The tall white man bowed his head reverently, and waited for about a few minutes, and when the ceremony was over, he raised his head, "Father, does God forgive any sins?" ”

This made the priest stunned, but the good work ethic and ethics made him quickly react and nodded cautiously, "As long as you truly repent, God will forgive, He loves the world, just like the criminal who was crucified with him when he ascended to Heaven, believed in Him, and was not abandoned, God loves all." ”

The tall white man nodded slowly, stood up, this son was even taller than the priest, and took out the handbag from his arms and snatched it into the latter's puzzled gaze, bang! Directly exploded the other party's head, this head will not explode, but the brain and blood still flowed down, stained on the leather shoes, he just frowned, looked at the cross, and said to himself, "God I was wrong, will you forgive me, will you?" Will?! ”

His voice suddenly rose a lot, and he raised his gun, pointed it, and roared, "You say, you will forgive me!" I'm going to heaven, I'm a good person. Then he tilted his head and smiled, and this front tooth made people shudder.

Knock knock...

Hurried footsteps walked in from outside the church, and the sound of leather shoes was clear.

A few people broke in, and they looked at this scene, their expressions were frowned, but their expressions seemed to be not strange, this church is more expensive for priests.

"Andrei, Godfather called you back." The leading man said in a deep voice, he looked at the other party with disgust, the other party often had nerves, often did something that made people stunned, the doctor said that he had a brain disease, and then he pressed the other person's head into the chest, you say, isn't this a fool?

But he has a lot of skills, no matter what he does, he rushes to the front, which is why the godfather likes him, and lets him manage the Ukrainian side, which is comparable to riding a rocket.

The tall white man turned his head suddenly, his eyes were very fierce, and they took a step back in shock, Andre bared his teeth and smiled disdainfully, ripped off his suit, closed the safety M1911A1 of the pistol in his hand and put it back in his pocket, "The old man asked you to call me?" Aren't you afraid I'll eat you? ”

Idiot!

The reason for them to comfort themselves was not to deal with fools, the leader's face was ugly, but it was still important to get down to business, the most important thing was that he couldn't beat the other party, and muffled, "I don't know anything, you go and ask the godfather yourself." ”

Andre blew on the bangs on the top of his head, the bangs floated, looking very uninhibited, the corners of his mouth were raised, and after deliberately hitting the other party's shoulder, he hummed a little song and left.

"Fack! Damn, Gregory you can't be afraid of him, this Georgian mongrel is getting more and more arrogant, he has climbed on your head and shit on your head. Some companions vented their unhappiness, but they seemed to be very taboo about each other, so they deliberately lowered their voices, for fear that the other party would hear it.

Who knew that the originally angry expression of the white man named Gregory suddenly retracted, and patted the clothes on his body very lightly, and then glanced at the afterglow, "He's just a child, we don't need to be angry with him." ”

Although he said this, he had other thoughts in his heart.

Will Andrei be arrogant and want to on his godfather's head one day?

What I have to do is not to quarrel with him, but to be afraid of him, to make him feel that it is very comfortable to climb up, and when this ambition cannot be suppressed one day, it will be the moment when he dies or his godfather dies.

If you want him to die, indulge him, that's all.

Gregory can be the godfather's henchman, it's not just ruthless, it's almost the 21st century, you have to rely on your brain.

"He has gone too far in Ukraine, and the godfather will fix him well, this naughty boy." Gregory looked at the priest's body again, and ordered, "Clean this up, recruit priests, damn it, it's a waste." ”

It's all familiar... Shudder.

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