299, a real director
Oliveira's already fragile psychological defense line collapsed quite completely in front of Pugachev, who had a powerful aura.
At first, even though he stammered to explain something, the expressions on his face and the movements of his body completely betrayed his inner world.
Oliveta's little trick naturally can't escape Pugachev's old fox, Pugachev looked at him with a slight smile, and suddenly took out his own matching gun from his waist, and the muzzle of the black hole was aimed at Oliveira's temple.
"Mr. Oliveira, I'll give you another chance to reinterpret, and if your interpretation is different from what I know, then don't blame me for the merciless bullets in my gun."
"I, I'm ......" Oliveira was so frightened by Pugachev's threat that he almost peed his pants.
"You name it, don't be afraid, I promise you'll be okay." Pugachev said as he put the pistol back.
"I, I'm going to cheat Metshaw out of Short's money." With his body trembling, Oliveira uttered such a sentence.
When Pugachev heard this, his eyes widened, cheating Metshaw out of his money?
What's going on?
Soon, Oliveira told the whole story, which made Pugachev quite understand the inside story after listening to it.
He didn't expect that Metshaw would be able to raise so much money from Europe by relying on his personal ability, and at the same time, he didn't expect that at a critical moment, Oliveira, a liar, would still want to cheat money from Metshaw.
"Your deception is very low-level, and you only deceive a little bit." Pugachev said with a hideous face.
"We thought about the last one and ran away." Oliveira slumped on the ground like a puddle of mud.
"In this case, I will arrange one for you, but you must get Metshaw to go to the scene, and I will give you a share of the money that has been swindled, and at the same time I will let you leave Nial, and as for where you want to go, it is your freedom." After speaking, Pugachev helped Oliveira up, "How can you do it with fighters, bombers, armored vehicles?" ”
Oliveira's body shuddered like chaff for a few moments, then nodded, "Okay, boss." ”
"I believe in you, you're a good drama actor, Mr. Oliveira." Pugachev said with a meaningful expression.
"The Legend of the Fairy Tree"
……
Under Pugachev's threat, Oliveira had no choice but to bite the bullet and find Metshaw again.
He said that he could also buy bombers, armored vehicles, those guys.
"Old man, I know that weapon systems are all equipped with weapons, but my current first step is just to gain a foothold in Pamara, so the fighter is actually just a deterrent." ”
Oliveira shook his head, and didn't seem to agree with Metshaw's statement: "Old man, your thinking is a little too conservative, although the overall strength of our army is not as good as Dopombe and Fred, but we win in quality, as long as the top and bottom are united, I think there is absolutely no problem in the will to fight, just like when you took over the youth army last year, you were invincible at that time, and many people gave you the nickname 'God of War'." ”
Oliveira's words are quite plain, but it is this bland expression that makes Metshaw very useful after listening to it, thinking about what Oliveira said, it seems to be reasonable, they are definitely higher than Dopombe's Wehrmacht in terms of will to fight, according to the logic of the Filipinos to fight, once defeated, then it is very likely to turn the gun, and it is not impossible to change from an enemy to a cooperative partner, and his ideas seem to be too conservative, Conservative makes him want to complete his career at least a long time to complete.
However, Oliveira, a close comrade-in-arms, is really an out-and-out Predator, his thinking and vision are stronger than his own, and he sees problems very accurately.
"Okay, just do as you say."
"I think we can go to the site according to the actual needs, and it is said that there are high-end goods." Oliveira, seeing that Metshaw had been fooled again, decisively offered to go to the scene to dispel Metshaw's doubts.
However, Metshaw trusted him quite a lot, and he said that he still had a lot of things to deal with, so he wanted Oliveira to make the purchase as a plenipotentiary representative, and he could just make a phone call when the time came.
Oliveira was overjoyed again, not expecting Metshaw to trust him so much.
Three days later, Oliveira had a video call with Methshaw, through which he saw the rows of weapons behind Oliveira.
"Buy." Metershaw said without hesitation.
This time, a $40 million purchase contract was signed directly, and Metershaw remitted $16 million to the designated account in half a day.
After receiving the sixteen million dollars, Pugachev's face bloomed, and he waved at Oliveira.
Oliveira immediately trotted over.
"Mr. Oliveira, your mission has been well accomplished, and now that it has come to this point, your mission will also be over, and I will send you away." Pugachev had a kind expression on his face, but he didn't know that under his kind expression, his murderous intention was already full, and it was time for the last moment.
Oliveira also knows that he deceived Metshaw of more than 10 million this time, and in the face of money, even those who trust him again will be estranged because of this, so his use value has come to an end, and it is time for him to say goodbye to this big show.
"Thank you." Oliveira said with a grateful expression.
Pugachev nodded, and he didn't speak, because the gesture of his nod was a signal to move his head.
Suddenly, Oliveira felt a sharp pain in his lower back, and before he could even scream, he felt a strong smell of blood rushing to his mouth, and in an instant, the blood gushing out of his neck formed a beautiful "blood band" in the air.
Oliveira's body struggled reflexively on the ground for a few moments, and then he was motionless.
Pugachev waved his hand expressionlessly, motioning for his men to carry them away.
The 16 million dollars were embezzled by Pugachev alone, and no one knew about it, including Dopombe and Artem.
……
It was only after Metshaw suddenly realized that he couldn't get through to Oliveira's phone that he realized the seriousness of the situation, and he hurriedly called his friend who worked at the bank, and checked the account number, which found that $16 million had already been transferred, and the current balance on the account was zero.
Metshaw seemed a little unwilling, and he made several more calls in quick succession, but all he got was a cold tone, "I'm sorry, the user you are calling is turned off." ”
As a last resort, Metshaw hurriedly called Short.
Short is actually very strange, so he has been checking whether there is any money coming in from his account, until he receives a call from Metshaw, and Short is also acutely aware that Oliveira, the bastard, has cheated himself.