114. I come with sincerity, and that's how I do things
On the flat road leading to the gate of the manor, six cars of various types sped by.
Seeing that there was an iron gate in front of him, the truck at the head did not have the slightest intention of stopping.
The driver stepped on the accelerator to the end, gritted his teeth and closed his eyes and crashed into the gate.
Suddenly, the gate was slammed open, and there was a loud bang, and the sound of the iron door dragging and sliding on the ground.
The truck turned around and stopped on the grass next to it, and five cars drove in behind it and drove directly under the manor building.
At this time, everyone in the manor was awakened by a loud noise, they grabbed their guns in a panic and rushed out of the door, and as soon as they rushed out of the room, they were held to the head by three people with guns.
"Put the gun down."
"We're not here to kill."
This man was the old butler of the Hockley family, and he slowly lowered his gun and raised his hands in the air.
Russell stepped out of a Ford in the middle and came to the old butler.
"How many people are there on the manor?" he asked. β
"Twenty-three men, twenty of them servants and gardeners, and the remaining three Hockley and his wife, and the youngest daughter."
Russell waved his hand, turned around and said, "Thomaste, go put the man down and follow me to Hockley." β
"Yes!"
Thomas Stoy turned around and sent someone to drive the Hockley executives out of the car, all with hoods on their heads and stinking rags in their mouths.
Upstairs, Hockley frowned slightly when he saw this group of uninvited guests.
And his wife came to the room with her little daughter in her arms and asked in a loud voice, "What's the matter?" β
Hockley shook his head: "It's okay, you go back to your room, I'll take care of it." β
"I called the governor? Or contact someone from the police station? β
Hockley looked at his wife and youngest daughter, opened his mouth and said, "If we want to live, we can't look for them... Otherwise, we will die in no time. β
"You're right!"
At this moment, a voice came from the hallway outside the bedroom.
None other than Russell!
He walked slowly into the room, looked at Hockley's wife and his little daughter, and nodded slightly in polite greeting.
"Hello, it's really helpless to disturb you late at night, listen to him, go back to your room and rest."
Hockley was stunned, he didn't expect this man to move so fast, the manor was so big, why did he find the bedroom he was in so quickly?
Hockley was relieved when he saw the figure flashing through the doorway...... Because his old butler showed the way for these people.
Sure enough, just like the governor said, people are selfish, and when it comes to life and death, most of them have to go their separate ways, and their lives are at stake!
What oaths, guarantees, agreements are all null and void!
Because the rules are always in the hands of the strong, for the weak are just lambs to the slaughter, keeping their lives, and only because the weak eat the strong, just to keep a reserved ration.
"Go back and rest."
Russell smiled and said to the little daughter held by Hockley's wife: "Go back to the room with your mother to rest, I want to talk to your father, the conversation between men, is it okay?" β
The youngest daughter nodded dumbly, and Hockley's wife was stunned by Russell's movements, and almost made a drastic move.
She hurriedly carried her little daughter away, and went to the next room under Thomaste's watchful eye, while he also patted the two brothers at the door.
As for the remaining twenty servants and gardeners in the manor, they were all controlled and could not make waves.
Russell beckoned to let the executives outside.
When the executives were pushed in, Hockley's eyes shrank visibly, "Who are you......"
"I am disappointed in you, Mr. Hockley, that you live on such a large estate and have no regard for the safety of your family. If it were me, I would definitely send someone to surround the manor three floors inside and three stories outside, so that I could sleep peacefully. β
Hockley frowned and stared at him, "You're Walker, Russell Walker." β
"Good eyesight."
Russell clapped his hands in appreciation, sat down on the couch by the window, and lit a cigarette.
"Mr. Hockley, please be seated."
Hockley glanced at the executives and sat across from him with a puzzled look.
"Shall we say a few pleasantries, or shall we get straight to the point?"
"Let's get straight to the point, Mr. Walker."
"Well, how much compensation do you think should be paid for my moral damages?"
Hockley was stunned.
Gets you straight to the point, but doesn't make you so straightforward!
"What does that mean?" He chose to play dumb.
Russell smiled: "Didn't you send someone to New York to arrest me, didn't you want me to come to see you?" But I'm afraid the people you sent won't come back, because they're trying to hurt me and my family, you know? My family is threatened and mentally stimulated, and you are responsible for it! β
"Yes," Hockley said, "Yes, I did send someone to New York to invite you to Philadelphia to meet, but I didn't let them hurt you... That's their own behavior, and why should I be responsible. β
"Hahaha..."
Hearing this, Russell couldn't help but laugh.
is worthy of being an old capital, his speech is so interesting, and even his thinking is so unique.
"For people like you, I didn't plan to talk about it properly, because people like you are full of fallacies and heresies, and they always think that they are right."
"Now, I'll only give you two options."
"One, compensate to my satisfaction! Two, you, your family, and company executives will go to the Delaware River to learn to swim! β
Hockley was fearless, and spread his hands and said: "Mr. Walker, as a shipwreck hero, you should not treat the families of the victims like this, and your reputation will be subverted if it is spread......"
Russell leaned forward and slapped Hockley on the cheek, causing Hockley to fall to the side, but luckily the chair had armrests, otherwise he would have fallen to the ground.
"That's what the I do! Fame? You see I care! You sent someone to New York to trouble me, so I can't come to Philadelphia to ask you for compensation? What a truth! β
"Tell you, I came today with sincerity, otherwise I would have let you go to Jesus in advance, and you must not leave empty-handed, my brothers are still hungry."
Hockley covered his swollen face, stared at him with a frown, and asked, "I just want an answer!" Did Carl really die in a shipwreck? Why are other celebrities and nobles okay, but it's my son. Besides, why did my son's fiancΓ©e follow you? β
Russell looked at him calmly and said, "The cause is that your son's personal bodyguard Speater shot Ruth's mother Fisher, and I shot your son a few times in the restaurant, but I didn't hit him." Do you understand? I spared his life! β
"There are a lot of celebrities and nobles who died in shipwreck, how can you say that no one died? I'm just one person, and I can't save them all! Mr. Yin Simei, the president of White Star Shipping, Mr. Gordon, aren't they considered celebrities and aristocrats in your eyes? β
"You just want to hear what you want to hear, your heart is dark, and I came on board as a security consultant, so I naturally want to protect the safety of my employer...... Mr. Hockley, do you understand? β
Hockley frowned, "But some people say you killed Carl and Spicer!" β
"Spicer was killed by my employee when he was about to attack my employer, and after I fought back, the gun went off and accidentally killed Ruth's mother."
Hockley rubbed his hot face, shook his head and cried, "No... Carl was so smart, he couldn't have died in a shipwreck, he couldn't have died on a ship! β
Russell looked at him calmly and didn't say anything.
After a while, Hockley wiped away his tears and said, "Then why did the survivors frame you?" β
"Because you put a bounty, they have to say what you want to hear before you give them money. Do you know why I didn't look for you in the first place when I learned that you were pointing the finger at me? I just want to see if you're an idiot! β
"As it turns out, you are indeed an idiot. But I can understand, after all, you lost your only son. I'm sorry for your Carl's death. But for Ruth's choice, I just want to say that she chose the right, not the wrong! β
Hockley watched him unable to calm down for a long time, and the thought of his daughters made his heart ache even more.
It is impossible for him to let his son-in-law inherit his family business......
"Thank you for your understanding. I am old and should go to the countryside to enjoy my happiness, but I cannot throw away the inheritance I have accumulated. β
Russell said, "What do you think? β
Hockley glanced at everyone in the room, including the executives, and said slowly, "I'm willing to pay $200,000 in compensation, but you're going to pay $2 million to buy my shares." β
Russell smiled and shook his head, "Mr. Hockley, you missed the point. Of course, I can spend money to buy your shares, but you have to make sure that it is legal, and I want at least three people to witness it. β
"How's the chief of the Philadelphia Police Department, the president of the Steelworkers' Association, and the secretary general of Pennsylvania?"
Russell raised his eyebrows, stretched out his hand and said, "One million and eight hundred thousand, the shares of all the industries in your hands." β
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Hockley shook his hand.
In fact, the Hockley family's estate in Philadelphia is worth at least four or five million dollars, not just two million dollars......
The reason why he sold it at a low price was to satisfy Russell, otherwise he might not be able to do well tonight.
If everyone on the manor died, who knows it was Walker?
Death is also a vain death.
After Hockley's death, his family will be discriminated against, ridiculed and treated unfairly, and the property will be reclaimed and divided among the government and other companies.
It's better to take the cash and go to the countryside to retire, anyway, he doesn't have a son.
"What are you going to do with these executives?"
Hockley frowned and said, "In addition to my shares, the steel company also has theirs, but the proportion is very small, you decide." β
Russell turned back and beckoned to Thomaste, "Go and get things done." β
"Okay."
Thomas sent someone to drag the executives to the next room and taught them how to spit out the bones they had swallowed.
There was a scream from next door.
Hockley sat calmly in his chair and smoked the cigarette Russell handed him, and he suddenly felt a sense of joy as he looked at the young man in front of him.