"We've always welcomed friends, and if we used a shotgun, we wouldn't be on our own land."

Jack. Kennedy has the blood of a statesman in his blood, which is very official, but it has to be convincing, Jeremy . Beverly looked at Grace, although the old guy has a hot personality, he still has this basic IQ and judgment, he frowned and bowed slightly.

He is also not quite convinced that at the critical point of the negotiations, they will use this means to solve it.

There is simply nothing good about it.

Of course, the most important thing is that the Boston consortium is stronger than Miami, so that they can calm down and think, and when the weak explain to the strong, the strong are more thinking about how to annex the other at this time.

If you have a big fist, you can be reasonable!

In the slightly depressing atmosphere of the ward, Tang Dao pushed the door in, saw that it was full of people, waved to several bodyguards, signaled them to wait outside, and walked in with the little angel and the little brother.

Jack. Kennedy gave him a very helpless look, Jeremy. Beverly had a complex, scrutinizing, and even serious expression at the end, while Grace was much simpler, and the old man's mouth was uncomfortable, as if a carpenter was sawing wood.

"Mr. Nicholas? Isn't it a pity? ”

Tang Dao raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth raised, his hands were still in his pockets, the other party's cold words seemed to be indifferent, and he was sarcastic, "Jeremy. Mr. Beverly, what kind of hatred is it that makes people chase hundreds of kilometers and send you bullets? But don't worry, with us here, not many people who don't have long eyes will dare to touch you in Boston. ”

It doesn't matter who sent him.

Anyway, Tang Dao can't lose the field he wants now!

Do you think that negotiation is just a good gentleman drinking coffee with each other? John's death was always a pimple for Don Dao, Jeremy. Beverly was just frightened, nothing more.

Grace also didn't think that this Asian man didn't look gentle at all, and he was aggressive and ungentlemanly.

Don't you know how to take care of the old man?

It's also Tang Dao who can't read minds, and if he can, he will definitely say, "Take care of NMB!" ”

Jack. Kennedy found that the atmosphere between the two sides stiffened, and quickly stood in the middle as a peacemaker, gently pushed the Tang knife, signaled him to say a few words, and looked at Jeremy. Beverly, then looked at the old man with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Grace, don't worry, this happened in Boston, we will definitely give you an answer, you are responsible for recuperating from the injury, if there is anything you need, you can tell Bates, he will contact me."

Bates is the head of the hospital.

They just work for the plutocracy.

Jack. Kennedy also felt that putting Tang Dao here, the atmosphere between the two sides would become more and more awkward, and after chatting a few words, he pulled him to leave, and as soon as the door behind him closed, the smile on his face suddenly retracted, and he lowered his voice, "Hey, man, what are you going to stimulate them for?" ”

"It's good that I didn't laugh out loud." Tang Dao shrugged, "You don't know what he looks like lying on the hospital bed, it's like a ** lying open and making money!" ”

Jack. Kennedy put his hands in his pockets, his eyebrows tugging together.

He could hear the dissatisfaction and resentment in Tang Dao's tone, but he really couldn't understand why it was like this if it was just a business thing? Competition doesn't get in the way of cooperation, doesn't it?

"They killed my best brother." Tang Dao suddenly spoke, so that Jack. Kennedy was stunned for a moment, and was about to speak, when he heard him say, "Don't talk yet, wait until I'm done, maybe you think that everyone is valuable, and capital thinks so, but only I know who is with me when I hold instant noodles for the first pot of gold, not women, not money, but my buddy." I believe in you and respect you, so I won't kill him, or else, be Jeremy. Beverly had just stepped out of Miami when someone had already dropped a bomb on his plane. ”

Tang Dao admits that he is a businessman, but he is unwilling to admit that he is a man dominated by dollars!

Jack. Kennedy stared at him, half-opened his mouth, and sighed.

"The Boston consortium will not intervene too much in your affairs, we are just a plutocracy, we just want to make money, we are friends, I also advise you, the FBI's eyes are always on this sky."

"But there's always a day when your eyes are blind, aren't you?"

Tang Dao was as strong as a cow, and patted the non-existent dust on Jack's shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't make you uncomfortable." ”

In the ward, Grace's right eyebrow kept jumping, "Tomorrow, you'll go back to Miami." ”

Jeremy. Beverly looked at him in surprise, "Go back?" Do you think Nicholas will do anything to us? ”

"I can't guarantee it, but this is not Miami after all, this is his territory, do you want to put your life here? I'm here, and they don't dare to do anything to me, but you're different, understand? ”

What Grace saw in Tang Dao's eyes was aggression and heavy disdain!

The arrogance and self-confidence engraved in the bones will not be hidden.

Jeremy. Beverly didn't want to go, he still had a killer idea, as long as he got that thing, he would definitely let Tang Dao go to jail and be imprisoned for life, but he didn't plan to tell Grace the news, and he would inevitably be a little conservative when he got older.

But he doesn't want to be trapped in Miami anymore, this Asian business is too many people want!

……

Thesavior Headquarters Building, Mogadishu, Somalia.

Africa at night is always accompanied by the roar of wild beasts, and the fear of the unknown in the Sahara Desert and the near-reality myths and legends always give people a sense of mysterious fear.

So much so that the nightlife of Africans may just be producing more labor.

And through the night, a few shadows along the wall, and then very familiar to avoid the monitoring into the office building, but within a few minutes, the sudden rapid alarm sounded, and the figures ran out in a panic, and there was also an off-road vehicle outside at this time to pick them up, jumped into the car, kicked the accelerator, and crashed towards the iron door!

"What's going on! What's going on! ”

Mister and the others, who came out wrapped in coats, asked loudly, "Turn on the lights." ”

And as an emergency team, they also arrived at their posts quickly, thinking that someone had touched in, but who would have thought that it was crashed out from the inside?

"Judge, someone broke into the office but set off the alarm and ran away!" An employee came running to report.

Here, he prefers to be called by his nickname.

Mister was furious and broke into the office? What is this for? What ulterior secrets? And he ran away, and he suddenly remembered that he had often received some very strange passwords recently, and that someone was definitely a traitor.

"First Squad, Second Squad! Come with me. He shouted.

"Judge, the sheep are gone!" The deputy captain of the first squad, Frenchman Harding, nicknamed "Umbrella", said in a deep voice.

The first team leader is Barney. Dixon, that Colombian from the French Foreign Legion.

It stands to reason that as soon as the alarm sounds, he, as the team leader, must arrive as soon as possible.

But now that he didn't come, Miste suddenly understood.

Damn!

There's a conspiracy inside the Arctic Fox.

"Chase me, no matter what, be sure to catch him." Mistre said through gritted teeth.

……

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