"Demons?"

Baker smiled: "If you provoke evil ghosts, you will indeed be haunted by demons, and then the whole family will not be at peace, but a fierce tiger will also eat people, and it will also eat the whole family." ”

Although Murad described Baker as a handsome and handsome tiger in the woods, that didn't change one thing.

Very simple.

Tigers, even powerful tigers can be killed, but a demon cannot be killed by conventional means.

In other words, even now, after learning about Baker from the Intercontinental Hotel here, Murad himself still thinks that it is better to offend Baker the tiger than to offend the unknown evil ghost.

Belch......

There is nothing wrong with such a choice, if he is told that he will either provoke a tiger or a ghost, and Baker will choose to provoke the tiger.

But one yard is one yard.

Baker's understanding doesn't change the fact that Murad wants to kidnap him to the demon.

So......

Baker looked at Murad without any expression: "Now, I'll give you two choices. ”

Murad came out to beg for a living when he was young, and he was able to bend and stretch, although he now has a younger brother and an eldest son who has died, but only when he is alive can he take revenge, and when he dies, he can't take revenge.

"Please."

"First, tell me the name of the evil ghost, and then, get out of this door, I will give you a decent death, and after that, I will give you a promise, on the premise that Albania does not take the initiative to provoke me, I will not attack your blood."

“…… And second? ”

"Second, you can choose to remain silent, get out of this door, and in the next year, I will kill the bloodline of the generals of other Albanian organizations until your bloodline is broken, if you really read my information, I think, you know how to choose."

Baker said these two choices expressionlessly, provoking the evil ghost will ruin the family, but provoking the tiger will also ruin the family.

This actually illustrates one thing again.

Weak......

It's original sin!

Murad fell silent, two choices, no doubt one is a good death, and the other is the result of the death of the whole family.

If the second option was to make a move on his bloodline, Baker would not have done anything to his bloodline, but once the other four generals knew about it, there was no doubt that they would willingly tie up their bloodline and send it to the tiger as a sacrifice in order to appease the tiger's anger.

After a while.

Murad, who had just closed his eyes and opened them again, seemed to have aged a lot all of a sudden: "Can I go over and make a call?" ”

He originally thought that hiding in the Intercontinental Hotel would be safe, but he didn't expect Baker to use his offspring to blackmail him so unscrupulously.

Of course.

You can blackmail, I can blackmail, but Murad's manpower in New York has not found anything in the past three days that would make this Jairo Morton jealous.

It's annoying.

It's as if Baker has Big Ivan in his hands, and there are a dozen of them, and he doesn't have anything on his hands.

This is probably the reason why many ordinary crime worlds are reluctant to provoke Assassins, because for Assassins, if you can't kill with one hit, then as long as he doesn't die and is willing, he has time to play with you.

Baker smiled, "Please." ”

Murad thanked him gracefully, then got up and walked to the side.

Ten minutes later.

The caretaker walked across from Baker and sat down in Murad's place.

Baker glanced at the administrator, then frowned and thought for a moment, then suddenly laughed: "I'm sorry, I can't find an organization that started by selling women, is there anything that will make the High Table organization look good." ”

Or rather, what kind of chips does Murad have in his hand that will make the high table look at it?

The administrator smiled: "Mr. Moulton, you know the rules, it's up to you to do this, if you don't want to, I'll refuse." ”

"Huh!"

Baker sneered: "After refusing, then I will be hated by the five high tables, right?" ”

The administrator said, "This is not possible, InterContinental treats all members equally, Mr. Moulton." ”

A mocking look appeared at the corner of Baker's mouth.

It's good to listen to this sentence, if you don't give it to the five high tables, how can it be impossible to wear small shoes for you?

But......

Baker laughed, "Okay, I refuse. ”

The administrator was slightly stunned, then resumed his professional smile: "I see, please wait, Mr. Moulton." ”

Baker nodded at the Administrator.

Wear small shoes and wear small shoes.

Who is afraid of whom.

Coming out to mix, reputation is more important than anything else, Baker finally spent so many years letting others know about [Family Reunion Hero], Baker really wants to keep this attitude going, after all, with this reputation, Baker will reduce a lot of trouble.

After a while.

The Administrator walked over from a short distance with a somewhat gray-looking Murad behind him, and then the Administrator turned and left.

Murad took a deep breath: "I choose one, I hope you can keep your promise." ”

Baker shook his head at the moment: "It's late." ”

Murad was slightly stunned: "What? ”

Baker looked at Murad, and the mockery on the corner of his mouth was very strong: "The choice is the same as the opportunity, if you miss it, you can't have it." ”

If Murad hadn't just made a move, Baker would have let his family go for more than less here.

But now?

One thing is clear from the fact that Murad ran over to make a deal with the high table.

This old man still despises him to this day.

Think about the trading content that can make the high table dare to be interested, why not just trade with Baker?

Ultimately.

In Murad's heart, there is a greater than number, and the demon is greater than the Intercontinental Hotel than Baker.

Mader.

S.H.I.E.L.D. won't put him at the bottom, you are an old thing, what qualifications do you have?

Baker said expressionlessly, "Tell me the name of the demon, and then, walk out of this hotel, and then, I will give your whole family a decent death." ”

Murad suppressed his anger when he heard this changed choice: "Moulton, do you really think you can kill us all?" ”

"You guys?"

"No, no, no."

Baker shook his head with a funny face: "I said, I don't plan to deal with you Albanian thoughts, I think, if I let out the wind and only target your bloodline, then, the other four generals will not interfere." ”

"We're like brothers."

"Huh."

Beck shook his head when he heard this, and got up from the sofa: "I know your choice, I want to see how much money you have to wait until your bloodlines outside die one by one, and how long you can stay in this hotel for 1,500 dollars a day." ”

said.

Baker turned to Murad and smiled brightly, "I'm looking forward to it." ”

Murad: "......"