The Strongest Arms Dealer Chapter 124

Moscow, Berger estate.

Beasley was lying on the French wool blanket, stroking an orange cat. The latter had a bloated figure, squinted his eyes very much, and rubbed his face against the former's palm.

"What about the money?" Beasley asked softly with his eyes closed.

Standing in front of him was a middle-aged man in his forties or fifties. His hair was combed shiny and he stood with his hands tied. When he heard the boss's question, he just lowered his head, "Tbilisi, Moscow, Eri Wen's money was all laundered, but... in Kyiv, the big snake is still stuck."

Beasley paused, perhaps because the naughty little cat was dissatisfied, and the latter called out with a "moan", "Did you call? "

"Contacted, but he didn't pick it up. The other party said that the big snake is not here." The middle-aged man looked at the boss with his eyes while talking. He was open-minded, and he also understood what kind of person the boss is. Bottom line.

"He's been very dishonest recently. Does he think I'm getting old? Or do he think... I'm going to die?" Beasley suddenly opened his eyes, his eyes were full of light, and there was a sneer at the corner of his mouth, "He wants to do it himself?" After saying this, the voice suddenly raised again, "What is he going to do?"

The sound was so loud that the cat trembled in fright and looked at its owner, but who knew that Beasley also looked over, with a ferocious face, grabbed the orange cat and threw it towards the pond behind him. It was so sudden and frightened The cat's hair was blown all over, and it flapped its feet in mid-air, but it was not a bird after all, so it couldn't fly.

puff…

A crocodile jumps out of the pond, opens its mouth and bites the cat, dragging it into the water!

After a while, the entire surface of the water was filled with blood.

Beasley is dissatisfied with the big snake, kill him!

But this old man is not a good guy. Now that the Soviet Union is at a critical moment, he can't move too much. The people behind him have warned him. When he keeps a low profile, he should keep a low profile. If he can't do it, who can he turn to?

Beasley squinted his eyes, and suddenly, the corners of his mouth twitched, his smile was not elegant.

"Help me call Mr. Wayne Rooney and tell him to go to Big Snake. This matter is my mistake, and I am willing to reduce the handling fee by two more levels."

This old guy is planning to borrow a knife to kill someone!

Although he doesn't know what the origin of Wayne and Rooney is, let him touch the big snake to see who is better.

"Yes, boss." The middle-aged man bowed his head slightly to express his obedience. He has been with Beasley for more than 20 years, and he knows who he is.

Heartless!

He was ruthless to his enemies, and he was ruthless to his own people. There were no less than a hundred subordinates who died in his hands. The methods were not ruthless, and their positions were unstable.

Ukraine. Kyiv.

Robert was walking on the road wrapped in a coat, and the cold Siberian wind was blowing here. It snowed heavily for two days, and the snow could cover the calf, and if it was deepest, it could even bury a person to death!

The two employees followed behind, their faces flushed as well, and mist came out of their mouths when they opened their mouths. There were not many people on the street, so they looked quite different.

However, this is only a short distance.

He stopped at the entrance of a bar with a pirate skull flag hanging, patted the snow on his body, and pushed open the door to enter.

The heating is obviously turned on here, which is extravagant enough!

In broad daylight, there were not many people here, only a bartender was wiping the counter, and when he heard the sound of the door opening, he raised his head in surprise, "Sorry sir, it's closed today."

"Is the big snake there?" Robert took off the hat on his head, shook it a few times, and a small ball of snow fell from the brim of the hat, fell to the ground, and was broken in half.

Hearing this inquiry, the bartender didn't make a sound, but just stretched his hand under the table.

"I advise you not to do it..."

Robert said quietly, raising his eyes, "You shoot faster than me! I have an appointment with him."

The bartender took a deep breath, and slowly let go of the fingers holding the gun.

He doesn't care whether the other party is right or wrong, because... the two bodyguards of the other party have already pulled out their guns and just pointed at him.

The business belongs to the boss, and the life belongs to oneself!

"The boss is inside." The bartender pointed behind him and said, just as he said this, the curtain behind the door was lifted, and a big man who was nearly two meters tall walked out from inside. His head almost reached the door, and his face was fierce. The muscles exploded, and the fist was really as big as a sandbag. When he came out, he was startled when he saw this scene, and said in a muffled voice, "Who are you?"

This guy…

Is tall, low IQ?

Can't you see people with guns in their hands? The bartender was in a cold sweat, and stretched out his fingers timidly, "These gentlemen are looking for the boss."

Only then did the big man look over and sized Robert up and down.

"Are you Wayne Rooney?"

"Yes!"

The big man nodded, "Come with me, the boss wants to see you, but you'd better put away your guns, otherwise, I'm afraid I'll blow your heads off later." Fist, showing your muscles. First release ァ新ヤ~⑧~1~中文网ωωω.χ~⒏~1zщ.còм

Can be sure.

This is a fool!

Do you use your fists to fight someone with a gun?

After the invention of the Maxim machine gun, the nomads learned to be good at singing and dancing, you big man, one bullet is enough, or two if not,

Of course, this is what is in the heart, and there is still another way to show it on the face.

Robert stretched out his hand, signaling the employee to put away the gun, and then put the hat on the table, "Then please lead the way."

The big man thought that the other party was cowardly, he hummed twice, turned around and walked in front.

This bar is very deep, at least there is a corridor of thirty or forty meters behind it, it is a little dark, only the footsteps of a few people resounded, walked to the innermost, the big man knocked on the door, "Boss, the guests brought .”

"come in."

The voice inside is very lazy, it sounds like... Kidney deficiency?

Robert frowned, and followed the big man into it, only to see that it was a mess inside!

A bald head was lying on the sofa, bare-chested, with tattoos all over his body. There were three or four women sitting on the left and right, laughing at each other. The table in front of him was a mess, and even Robert saw the needle~www.mtlnovel.com~ Are you that American? "The big snake raised its right eye slightly, tilted its head, and bit the fruit handed over from the hand of the woman next to it (if it was before, it would not be fruit).

"Mr. Beasley said let me come to you."

Robert was too lazy to say much, and went straight to the point.

This big snake is actually Beasley's subordinate in Kyiv. He is mainly responsible for money laundering in Ukraine. Most of the money has been laundered, but the part that was handed over to big snake is still stuck by him, about 200 million rubles.

When Beasley called him, he was full of shame, saying that he couldn't contact Orochi.

Falk squid!

Robert is not an idiot, he knows this accident is just an excuse.

But what can he do?

The other party is shameless, does he still go to Moscow to find the other party's argument?

Don't be ridiculous, if you can't see the money, you are destined to be unclean. Others are not cheating, and they are already very professional.

"Beasley?" Big Snake smiled, picked up half a cigarette from the table and smoked, "I know what you want, but what can I get?"

"I've already paid the handling fee." Robert frowned.

"What you gave is the source, not me, I want 50% too!" Big Snake was greedy.

Robert stared at the other party, just staring at him like this, the big snake stared back not to be outdone.

"Sir, I don't like joking very much, and, besides, I hate it."

Chapter end