Chapter 204: Silence is the prelude to a storm
Even they not only found themselves, but also were able to tell Hou Dasheng's identity in one word. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info which surprised Hou Dasheng. saw the old man in the wig smile slightly and make a gesture of invitation to them.
Lisa smiled at the old man and gave a ladylike salute, and then pulled Hou Dasheng directly into the car where the old man pulled the car door. This is a very luxurious, very bold Bentley.
This is a bespoke version of the third generation of the Bentley Mulsanne, which has the usual luxury, weight and atmosphere of Bentley. And the model is elongated. The two doors at the back are open to each other. Inside the car, there is a circle of calfskin sofas.
Between the front and rear seats, there is a lifting glass as a barrier. The lifting glass is inlaid with an LCD screen that is extremely rare in this era. In this era, LCD screens did not directly enter the mass production stage.
And here, it is possible to see a piece in the car, albeit about less than ten inches. But it's luxurious enough. The interior of the car is furnished with a long coffee table. Below the coffee table is a wine cabinet.
Bottles of European spirits and wines are lined up inside. There are also crystal glass wine glasses. Hou Dasheng raised his eyes and looked. The roof is a set of panoramic sunroofs. The brown glass makes the sunlight less dazzling, but still has a view from the window.
"Welcome to Monaco, Mr. Cook. Hopefully, during this time, we will be able to get along well. But I heard the old Leon in the front seat of the car through the glass and whispered: "After all, the jackal was also our partner, although we have not been in touch for many years......"
When Hou Dasheng heard this, he frowned and then said slowly: "Really?!" I don't know about these things, and our regimental commander is generally responsible for them. I'm just because of Lisa...... will be involved in this matter. β
"Oh ~ the head of the jackal?! Mr. Wolf, that's a legend. It would be best if I could meet him. I've admired him for a long time, especially because his experience is a living legend in modern times. β
Lisa pressed the button, lowered the glass window, and whispered, "Oh? Do you know Mr. Giant Wolf?! β
"No, no, no...... Miss Lisa, you misunderstood. I haven't met Mr. Wolf, I've only heard about him. This is a military man with the spirit of Robin Hood, and his story is legendary. β
Old Leon's words were filled with sincerity that people couldn't help but believe: "So, I've always wanted to see this gentleman very much. And to express my admiration for him in person. β
Hou Dasheng nodded with a smile, and said to Old Leon that the head of the regiment would definitely let them meet when he arrived.
Afterwards, LeΓ³n Sr. introduced some information about Monaco's customs, customs and history. On every street, he was able to tell some interesting stories. When the car drove out of the city, he gently closed the partition glass. Interestingly, let the two rest.
The car drove smoothly, and Hou Dasheng couldn't help but admire the comfort of the car. Because when you sit in the car, you can hardly feel the car moving if you don't look at the window. The shock absorption system and sound insulation system are excellently done.
As the car left the city, it was followed by several Ford SUVs. Hou Dasheng felt something in his heart and looked back. Lisa then clicked on the call button in the front row: "Old Leon, there are three cars following behind." β
"Oh~ Mr. Cook's alertness is really very high, and he deserves to be the elite of jackals." But old Leon exclaimed: "But you don't have to worry, that's our guard." When you enter Monaco, your safety is completely ours. β
After a pause, he heard Old Leon say leisurely: "Some people's behavior has violated the rules of the legion. Although the elders of the legion are willing to give him another chance. But if he still chooses to continue breaking the rules, then he will face the punishment of breaking the rules. Believe that he knows what he should choose......"
"Nope! You mean hands-on in Monaco?! The white man in a large suit, with a meaty face, a bowed head, and a beer belly that looked to be about fifty, pinched the phone and said in a gloomy voice: "Do you know what that means?!" β
"Yes, of course I do." On the other end of the line, a feminine voice said, "Gaspard, we're all rule breakers. Remember? I took out Benoit, and that's breaking the rules. β
"The situation now is that there is no way back. Do you want that little cousin to enter the legion for a meeting and then divide your power? Of course, she is likely to take your place. β
But the bald man he saw smiled: "But at least my family and I can survive, at least I don't have to worry about being hunted down by the legion." Friend, this joke of yours is not funny. β
"Oh~ It's not a joke." The voice on the other end of the line continued, "What do you think if she enters the venue and thins out your power. Do you and your clan still have a chance to rise?! Don't forget, what you did with me to her and her brother. β
The man was silent. But I heard the voice on the other end of the phone say softly: "You are fifty years old, and your son is not yet twenty-five years old." Obviously, he's not ready to take over your business. β
"If she had entered the Legion before your son, then she had the initiative. Don't forget, you're fifty years old. You don't have many years to suppress her. Once she takes the initiative, do you think she'll keep your family alive?! β
At this time, the man finally spoke. But he could hear him say in a hoarse voice, "The legion will not allow such a thing to happen. β
"Didn't you do something like that?!" The voice on the other end of the phone was slightly mocking: "What you do now, how can you be sure that she won't do it to your family in the future?!" You know, there is also a mercenary group called Jackal Dog who cooperates with her. β
"Gaspard, my friend, my partner. We're in the same boat now, and I don't need to trap you. I even wish you could give me authority. The voice on the other end of the phone continued: "If you completely annihilate her, even if there is a problem, you will be alone." But your son will continue to work with me. β
"Your supporters in the Legion will continue to exist. In due course, he will enter the corps. And I will give him the greatest help. The voice on the other end of the phone carried the temptation to make people sin: "But if she enters the legion, they will all be ruined." Including me, including you. including your family, and your son's future. β
Gaspard was silent, and he began to regret his cooperation with the man. Obviously, this man is a poisonous snake. Step by step, he lured himself and injected the venom that could kill him.
"You're a madman, really."
"Oh ~ friend! I've never wanted to deny it, in fact I've always thought ......" The voice on the other end of the phone was so soft: "I'm just a madman." A frightening, sane madman. β
"There are three teams that have entered Monaco. But I don't know her whereabouts and itinerary. The voice on the other end of the phone said softly, "I'm sure you can know this." β
"And then?!" Gaspard asked, husky as he held the phone. But the voice continued: "You just need to give them this, and you can leave the rest of the matter alone." β
Gaspard on the other end of the line fell silent, closed his eyes and leaned back in his chair without saying a word. The other party quickly hung up the phone, and then a phone number came through the fax machine.
Gaspard clutched the fax paper and was silent for a long time. Then I picked up the phone and dialed a number.
"Sir, do you have any orders?!" A baritone voice came from the other end of the phone, his voice respectful and steady. Gaspard held the phone and said hoarsely, "Something is going to happen soon, and I'm going to be caught up in it." β
"Piledan, I don't know these things yet. You don't have to tell him either. Gaspard held the phone, his voice as hoarse as ever: "You help me take care of him, and help him introduce him to the Legion at the right time." β
Gaspard said, the person on the other end of the line remained silent.
"If the situation doesn't work, then you need to help me keep Piledan safe. If he is not suitable for the Legion...... Just let him be an ordinary person......"
"Sir, I'll do my best." After Gaspard's order, the baritone on the other end of the line responded: "As long as I am in the Legion, I will do my best to ensure the safety and interests of Piledin." β
Gaspard smiled wryly and sighed and said thank you. Then he hung up. After a while, he picked up the phone again and dialed a few numbers. Repeating what I just said.
It wasn't until fifteen minutes later that he pinched the fax paper and dialed out a number: "I'm Gaspard, tell me where that lady is." β
"Nope! I don't care what the rules are, I just need to know her whereabouts and itinerary now. You owe me, you know. I don't ask for much now, just her whereabouts and itinerary. You don't have to worry about the rest. β
With that, Gaspard fell silent. Within five minutes, his fax machine remembered. Stacks of paper were passed over, and Gaspard hung up the phone, walked over to the fax machine, picked up the information, and looked at it carefully.
After a while, he walked back to the table and picked up the number that had been passed to him, and dialed it: "Give me a fax number, and I will send you the information you need." But remember: you only get one chance. β
"Don't worry, sir. We are professionals. On the other end of the phone, a bass voice came: "We'll take care of everything, you just have to wait for the message." β
It was at this time that he was in a mansion near the Louvre in Paris. A pale, bloodless man smiled and instructed his butler, "Get ready for the plane, we'll go to South America tonight." (To be continued.) )