The breathing of several people at the scene suddenly became heavy, and Hood grinned even more.

Almost fifteen million untraceable black money is enough to make many people desperate, and it can also make many people desperate.

Jabber continued to slide his finger, and a complex blueprint of the building appeared on the screen.

"I studied for a long time and found that under the Genoa base, there is an old steam pipe tunnel, which is our VIP passage, through which you can directly enter the base."

"Although there will be obstacles below, it is very easy compared to the layers of barbed wire and the soldiers with loaded guns above."

This one after another was good news, and Hood clenched his fists excitedly.

Ethan forced himself to calm down, not letting the money get carried away, and after drinking half a glass of whiskey, he said:

"Could it be too risky?"

"What risk?" Hood's eyes lit up: "They are also thieves, we steal money from thieves, and no one will report it." ”

"That's what I'm worried about."

Ethan lit a cigarette and continued, "This is a huge amount of money, a huge amount of money that can cost many lives. ”

"Just because no one will report the crime doesn't mean that no one will pursue it."

"These people don't need any evidence to investigate privately, and they will be retaliated against as long as they are suspected."

"I don't know the style of those big guys, but I think these people's private revenge will be even more fatal."

Jaber said approvingly:

"So, if you don't do it, you must do it without any mistakes."

Ethan nodded, curling his fingers and tapping at the bar.

"Knock knock."

The sound of fingers tapping on the table caught everyone's attention.

Ethan turned and squinted at Carly:

"Do you know Colonel Stowe?"

Carly was stunned, revealing a puzzled look: "Walter, I don't know what you're talking about?" ”

"This time it's not an ordinary person, and I don't want to see any accidents." Ethan knocked the table a few more times:

"I just noticed your reaction, and you're lying again, that's not interesting."

Carly was annoyed and ashamed, "What does it have to do with this mission?" ”

Hood also sensed that something was wrong, this time it was the marines and mercenaries who had to deal with it, and he couldn't make the slightest mistake:

"Carly, what we don't know?"

"Okay."

Carly glared at Ethan, "I've slept with him a few times, and it's not a big deal. ”

As soon as the voice fell, the atmosphere was weird.

Jabber's eyes rolled and he quickly glanced at Hood with his peripheral vision, while Candy picked up a clean glass and wiped it vigorously.

"Are you sure it won't interfere with work?" Ethan didn't care who she slept with, and asked very dryly.

Now that she had said it, Carly felt that it didn't matter, and she said categorically:

"No, he's just a tool I use to relieve my boredom."

"Let me think about it."

Ethan tapped his fingers quickly on the bar, weighing the pros and cons.

Seeing him like this, Jaber simply closed his laptop.

After a long time, Ethan shook his head:

"Guys, my advice is to abandon this operation."

Everyone looked at Ethan in astonishment, not expecting him to suddenly say such a sentence.

"Why?"

Hood suddenly became anxious, and he said seriously, "Are you worried about Carly?" Rest assured, she is professional. ”

"Yes, I swear."

Carly said with an angry face: "Stowe and I just have a simple bed, there is no emotion, I will not be soft." ”

Looking at their puzzled gazes, Ethan took a heavy puff on his cigarette:

"It's okay with this, I'd like to ask Jaber a question."

He turned his head and looked at Jabber:

"Even if you can handle all the security in the base, if you're Stowe, the vault is stolen, and you can't find any clues with the search methods you have, what's the first thing you're going to do?"

Jabber put himself in it, thought for a while, and said:

"I'll start with the people around me."

"These GIs have just returned from overseas recuperation, and if I'm not mistaken, not many people have had a relationship with this Colonel Stowe."

Ethan ignored Carly's flushed face, picked up the wine glass and continued:

"Among these few people, Carly was once a core member of the criminal organization, and this is not a secret that is difficult to find."

"Do you think even if we succeed in stealing the money, will Stowe find Carly?"

The scene suddenly fell into a deathly silence, completely lost the excitement just now.

As Ethan said just now, these people don't need any evidence, and Carly's identity alone is a major suspicion.

After a while, Candy asked unwillingly:

"Are you being too cautious?"

"You know no." Ethan put down his glass and said helplessly: "In my opinion, if you want to do this job, there is only one way. ”

"What's the solution?" Hood's eyes lit up.

"After stealing the money, Carly splits the bulk of the money, takes her two children and Gordon, and escapes to a country that doesn't deal with Uncle Sam, where she spends the rest of her life."

Ethan laughed a little as he spoke, and he looked at Carly:

"With this money, I believe that you will live a very prosperous life in any country you go to."

"The point is, is Gordon willing to go with you, he doesn't go, you can't bear to watch him die, can you make this decision?"

Carly was expressionless, completely unsure of what to say.

"Shet."

Jaber hatefully took out his cigarette case: "How about we kill that mom and provoke Fak?" ”

"Don't be naïve, the people who have appeared around Stowe will also be checked." Ethan took a sip of wine:

"I hate to say that either, but the plan has been bankrupt from the start, and unless Carly is willing to escape, we're going to face waves of hunting."

"Shut up and say no more."

Carly clenched her glass tightly, her knuckles white.

Among these people, her financial situation is the worst, and now she can only work as a waiter.

I thought I could do a vote once and for all, but I didn't expect that in the end, I made a mistake because of myself.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and crunched.

Candy also fell into deep disappointment at this time, and he said with a strong spirit:

"Ethan is right, when Carly has an accident, we will save it or not, as long as we save it, everyone will be exposed."

"If you don't save her, do you want to watch her die."

"I agree with Ethan's decision." Jabber sighed, tossing for a day and a night in vain, and he picked up the bottle weakly:

"Unless Carly flees with her family, she can't do this."

Hood's head spun wildly, trying to find a better solution to this problem, but no matter how much he thought about it, he couldn't get rid of a problem.

That is, after the incident, Carly will inevitably become the focus of suspicion.

He couldn't, and couldn't, put Carly in such a precarious situation.

Hood sighed heavily and put the beer bottle down, "Put it aside for now, and wait until there's a better way to talk about it." ”

With that, he left the bar with heavy steps.

Ethan shrugged at Candy, ignoring Carly, who was sitting there stunned, and pulled Jaber to the Sava Gentlemen's Club to relax.

Just as Hood and their disappointment had dissipated, deep in the woods of the settlement.

More than a dozen tents have been erected beside tall trees, and bonfires have lit up the surroundings.

On the wooden shelves on the side, dozens of guns are placed, and several members of the Red Bone Gang are standing outside the white line with AK47s, practicing marksmanship against beer bottles on the ground in the distance.

Every now and then, there was a crack of a wine bottle cracking, drawing cheers from the crowd of onlookers.

Inside the tallest tent inside, the battle was fierce.

After a slender squeak, Cheton put down the delicate-skinned Indian girl, and there was no joy in his eyes, only anger.

Unexpectedly, Thompson hadn't done it yet, and several of his subordinates disappeared along with George Hunter.

Only a few clumps of blood remained at the scene, and even the body could not be found.

The passage into the tribal council was interrupted in an instant, and at this time, it was too late to find someone to cooperate.

Like Alex, George Hunter also mysteriously disappeared.

Cheton thought with his ass and could guess who did it.

As soon as the front foot went to threaten Procott, the back foot of his own owner was killed, and the grief and indignation in Cheton's heart could not be described in words.

He reached out and grabbed an Indian girl, slammed it onto her body and angrily rammed into her.

Half an hour later, Cheton lifted the tent curtain and walked over to the men who were practicing their marksmanship.

I have to respond, or I won't be able to swallow this breath.

"Ceasefire."

With his order, several people who were shooting stopped shooting.

The crowd of onlookers also gave way one after another.

Cheton walked all the way and looked at the few men with the guns, who were by far the best marksmans except for his brother Tommy.

He looked around, and a thunderous voice rang out:

"I'm sure you've all heard about what happened to Renault."

Everyone nodded, their faces heavy.

"We're the Red Bones, no, not just the Red Bones." Cheton stood on a thick tree trunk that had fallen to the ground, and shouted:

"Our Chino tribe has been provoked like never before, Procot, the white man, not only slaughtered our chief, he continued to plunder the lives of our people."

"What are we going to do with this kind of bastard?"

"Kill him."

Tommy took the lead in yelling, and at the same time raised the gun in his hand, and the others hurriedly followed, and the beer bottle was raised without a gun or knife in his hand.

A loud shout of killing echoed through the depths of the woods.

Cheton nodded in satisfaction and jumped from the trunk, his heavy body falling to the ground with a muffled thud.

He walked up to the people who had just practiced his guns and glanced back and forth.

Several of them, including Tommy, puffed up their chests and didn't flinch from Cheton's gaze.

"Vijo, Sanna, Chuck."

Three stout Indian men stepped out to Cheton's shouts, and they followed Cheton to the tall tent with their heads held high under the envious gaze of the crowd around them.

Tommy looked at the girls around him, his face was hot for a while, and he put down the AK and hurriedly chased after him.

"Go and bring Proctor back, and I'm going to hang him here tomorrow morning."

At Cheton's orders, the three men he had just chosen walked excitedly outside with AKs, and cast disdainful glances as they passed Tommy.

"Why don't you choose me?"

Tommy excitedly said, "I'm the one who should bring Proctor back." ”

Cheton smiled and rubbed his hair, "It's not time yet, I have something else for you to do." ”

"Don't rub my head."

Tommy shyly brushed Cheton's hand away, and when he saw that he was about to walk towards the tent, he hurriedly roared:

"Cheton, everyone here feels that I am only standing in this place because I am your brother."

He looked at Cheton, who turned around, and said with a reluctant expression:

"I need to prove it to these people."

"Nope."

Cheton stretched out his hands and grabbed his shoulders, and said in a deep voice:

"What you need is patience."

Tommy wanted to say something, but when he saw the fire beating in Cheton's eyes, he could only bow his head in silence.

Cheton patted him on the shoulder and shoved him away:

"Go ahead, have some beer, find a chick, and you'll get your chance."

Tommy gritted his teeth and kicked the dead branch next to him.

"This stupid brother."

Looking at Tommy's back as he left angrily, Cheton smiled helplessly, those people just now were just used to test Procott's strength, and it was best to get him back.

If you can't get it back, you can tell Procott that he is not easy to mess with.

This kind of thing, how can you be willing to let your younger brother go.

At the Sava Gentlemen's Club, next to the dance floor, Garber was sipping sip after sip of alcohol.

Of the nearly 15 million businesses, nearly 3 million can be shared.

Seeing such a big duck fly away, but there was nothing he could do, it made him feel a fire in his heart.

Ethan didn't say anything, just asked the bunny girl to serve the wine.

There is a lot of money, and you have to have a life to spend it.

If it weren't for Carly, he would have been interested in giving it a go.

But Carly is already involved with Stowe, so there is no need for her to rush up.

There are more than a million diamonds sold in the bank card, and there are tens of thousands of cash and four gold bricks left in the space.

I have so much money, why bother.

Not to mention, as long as he helps Nora get Procote, even if he sleeps at home every day in the future, more than two million legal income will be steadily received every year.

When the time comes, big yachts and small tender models are better than being chased and killed every day.

Seeing that Garbor still looked unhappy, Ethan raised his arm high and waved it vigorously.

What should I do if my brother is unhappy, then spend money to make him happy.

Soon a waitress approached, and when Ethan approached to ask her to make arrangements, the waitress was still hesitant, she recognized who Ethan was.

"Please, do you see me wearing a police badge?"

Ethan waved her away: "This is for my friend, hurry up and arrange it, otherwise I will take out the police badge and come out." ”

Under his threat, three beautiful men soon came over.

Jabber's face visibly improved, and Ethan tossed him a thick stack of small bills in front of him, which contained two or three thousand knives.

", have fun, the private box has been opened for you."

Jia Bo suddenly smiled, hugged a large stack of small bills, and walked to the back surrounded by several beautiful men.

The strippers on the dance floor saw him shoot so boldly, and immediately staged a difficult move for him, and his soft waist twisted like a water snake.

The most important thing is that it is pure and natural, and at the same time, it is still kept so upright, which is rare.

Ethan, who liked this kind of informed person, bit a cigarette and smoked dozens of cash, and beckoned to the blonde girl on the steel pipe.

Soon she slid off the pole and walked towards Ethan, the blonde had no choice but to pull the rope of the thong.

Ethan reached in for the cash, and the dancer let go, snapped, and clamped the money tightly.

He is very well-behaved and has no hairy hands.

Everyone is sweating, it's not easy.

Just as he was leisurely drinking his drink, the screen of his phone lit up.

It was a call from Siobhan, in the middle of the night, could it be that he couldn't sleep, Ethan smiled and put the rest of the money back in his pocket, and walked out quickly.

Walking out of the door of the club, as soon as he pressed the answer, Siobhan's hurried voice came from inside:

"It was reported that Procott's house was attacked, and it was the Red Bone Gang who did it, leaving two bodies behind."

Thank you, Mr. Eight for the tip, thank you

(End of chapter)