If Dutch really wanted to do that, he had just witnessed himself instantly restraining Micah within ten meters, and he would never dare to risk his life by getting so close.
But even so, Jiang Ye was already wary of Da Qi.
This man is worthy of being the godfather of the Hells Angels, and his depth is beyond comprehension.
You can't guess what the real intention of his behavior is. The only thing you can do is to be on guard at all times.
Seeing Jiang Ye let go of Micah, Dutch waved his hand.
"Take down all the traitors, and I want to say a few words to my children."
Without saying a word, his elite men disarmed Mika's men and led them down.
The training he showed was on a higher level than that of Micah's personal guards.
Soon there were only four people left outside the church.
Dutch came to Micah and stroked Micah's cheek.
"My child, why do you do this to me? Why did I treat you badly? Why do you want to kill me?"
"Even if you want to be the godfather of the Hells Angels, there is no need to be so anxious. In a few years, when I am old, this position will be yours sooner or later."
Micah stared at Dutch for a long time, then suddenly smiled, a wry smile.
At the same time, it is also a kind of ridicule, mocking Dutch's hypocrisy.
He obviously knew that the big thing would fail and that he would definitely die, so he no longer tried to hide it.
"Daqi, now that things have come to this, do you still want to lie to me? Winner and loser, I admit that I lost, you don't have to be pretentious."
"You can't possibly let me be the godfather, right? Because you are greedy for power. As long as you don't die, you will never let anyone else be the godfather."
"If you really want me to be your successor, why do you need to deliberately guard against me? Why do you need to reduce my power when my reputation in the organization is getting higher and higher?"
He said and glanced at Jiang Ye.
"You already knew I was going to do this, didn't you? In the hospital, you told me that you were going to promote him to be my assistant just to force me to act as soon as possible."
"You know my character and know that I can't stand you promoting another person to become a threat to me. You will definitely take action immediately, so you have arranged a large number of people here in advance. Isn't it?"
Dutch was silent for a moment and patted Micah on the shoulder.
"You're right. Since you know me, you shouldn't do this."
"Now that you have done it, I have to get rid of you. Farewell, my child."
"boom!"
While hugging Micah, Dutch put the muzzle of the gun to Micah's heart and pulled the trigger fiercely.
The adopted son he had raised died at his hands.
However, Dutch showed no trace of reluctance or grief, just as ruthless as he was when he fired.
He calmly took out a silk scarf, wiped the gun clean, and then patted Jiang Ye's arm.
"Jiang, let's sit down and talk somewhere else."
At this moment, Jiang Ye felt a shudder.
What kind of person can kill someone close to him and still be so calm?
Compared with Dutch, what he did could not be called a devil.
Dutch is the real devil.
But now, Jiang Ye was completely unsure of what this devil was going to talk to him about.
But he had a hunch that what he was going to do next might not go as smoothly as he had expected.
The two returned to the dinner party, and it was the busiest time of the dinner.
Everyone was eating, drinking, and dancing, and the atmosphere was very harmonious.
Dutch took Jiang Ye to a study room. The waiter came in with a tray and gave them both a glass of good red wine.
Da Qi sat behind the table and extended his hand to Jiang Ye.