People always say that the furry bears are a fighting race. They think that they adopt a tough attitude towards any enemy or threat, and will fight against others at all costs. But in fact, if you look at the history of the furry bears, what they are best at is intimidation and threats.
, coercion and other low-cost means to achieve the goal.
Gusinski's ability to gain a foothold in Western society was not due to his constant fighting with others, which was the behavior of street gangsters. After Zhou Qingfeng hung up the phone, he was so suspicious that he even doubted who he was talking to.
?
"An actor, at most famous, has the guts to talk to me like this?" Gusinski, a strong man, was actually as cunning as a fox. He said to his butler: "Check where this phone number comes from.
Called?"
"Yes, sir." The butler nodded in agreement.
Gusinski's frown did not relax. "The guy who called said that someone would come to trouble me and asked the bodyguards to be more vigilant. He also called the police station and said that I had received threats. I donated money to the government."
With so much money, I should let the police protect me."
There were bodyguards and police. Although Gusinski still had some doubts, he felt that he should not be afraid of anything anymore. He continued to his bedroom, still wanting to have a good rest.
In the bedroom, the beautiful female secretary was no longer naked, lying on the luxurious bed browsing the computer website. Two bodyguards at the door turned a blind eye to the protruding female secretary, as serious as two stone pillars.
Gusinski walked in and smiled: "Baby, what are you doing?"
The female secretary turned the notebook in her hand towards Gusinski and said jokingly: "Someone has challenged you. There are too many ignorant and fearless people in the world."
"What?" Gusinski had just taken off his coat and was furious when he heard this. The suppressed anger was stirred up again. He walked to the bed and looked down, only to see that his female secretary was browsing the underground floor.
The world's 'dark web'.
The 'Dark Web' is semi-public and hierarchical. As long as you connect to a certain confidential server, you can enter this virtual and real network. And if you can find a referrer, anyone can register for one hundred euros.
Now a new ID posted a post in the public area. The female secretary scrolled the post to the top and said, "Just ten minutes ago, someone posted this. He calls himself Victor Hugo."
Gusinski finally began to pay attention to the developments in front of him, because the guy who called himself "Victor Hugo" said that he would be happy to join a death game.
"Everyone, I am Victor Hugo, ordinary people call me Lin Sen. I am the target of the 'Bounty of the Century'. I am very happy that someone has come up with 100 million US dollars to play the game with me. Since you have decided how the game starts,
Then it’s up to me to decide how it ends.”
In just ten minutes, hundreds of comments have appeared under this post, all of them are from the bottom who just watch the fun and don't mind it. These people are large in number and low-level, and they like to stir up trouble. They have no share in the 'Bounty of the Century'
, but this does not prevent them from talking about it.
"Fuck!" Gusinski cursed. He saw that this post actually had his photo on it, with a watermark of 'to be executed' stamped on it. "Someone really wants to use this to challenge my authority and attack my reputation.
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Grabbing the intercom on the bedside, Gusinski began to ask one by one about the current location of the thirty-plus bodyguards in his villa and the external situation. This was his inspection every night, but today he seemed a little angry.
After asking around, everyone was there, but calls came to Gusinski's cell phone one after another. Leaders of other gangs in Europe called to tease him, saying that he had become a stepping stone for a new force.
After dealing with a round of boring phone calls, Gusinski finally received a more serious call. The caller was the leader behind the "Dark Web" and his tone was calm.
"Mr. Gusinski, you are a high-level member of our 'Dark Net', and we have an obligation to protect you. So don't worry about some mindless provocations. We will investigate the matter and give you an explanation."
The leader behind the scenes has a proud and affirmative attitude.
"Of course you should give me an explanation, otherwise my membership fee of tens of millions of euros a year will be in vain?" After receiving this call, Gusinski felt reassured. "I will wait for you.
Information, I will throw anyone who dares to provoke me into the sewer."
"You will get a satisfactory answer. I wish you a good night." The leader behind the scenes hung up the phone politely.
Gusinski finally felt at ease. After having sex with the female secretary for a few minutes, he fell into a deep sleep.
Time continued to move forward, and he didn't know how long he had slept. Gusinski was woken up by the urge to urinate. He got up and went to the bathroom, only to find that the power was out and the emergency lights came on at some point in the room.
"Guri, Thor." Gusinski shouted twice. There was a bodyguard standing at the door of his bedroom. Normally, someone would respond to his call. But this time no one responded after calling several times.
The sudden shouting woke up the female secretary on the bed. Seeing that something was wrong, the naked woman quickly took out two pistols from the bedside cabinet and threw one to Gusinski.
The female secretary was not wearing any clothes, she was naked and pointed the gun at the door with both hands. Gusinski grabbed the intercom on the bedside again and kept calling the bodyguards in the villa. But this time no one answered.
The entire villa was extremely quiet, and it looked like a haunted house under the cold emergency lights. The female secretary approached the bedroom door, took a few breaths, her face changed, and said, "There is a smell of blood, very strong."
Gusinski immediately took out his cell phone and called the police, while his female secretary slowly opened the door. The door opened quietly and silently, and the two bodyguards who were originally standing at the door fell to the ground crookedly. The cause of death
unknown.
"Fuck!" Gusinski cursed again, his whole body was cold. He was still sleeping after being killed at the door of the bedroom, but there was no reaction from him.
Gusinski held a gun in one hand and a phone in the other. After waiting for the police call to be answered, he quickly reported his identity and current address, and said that his home had been attacked and there were casualties.
The police operator told Gusinski to stay calm and hide, and the police would arrive soon. But the female secretary in the room was so bold that she grabbed a gun and walked out.
Gusinski stayed in the bedroom and did not dare to move. His heartbeat increased rapidly. He was obviously tall, but he was breathing heavily at the moment. The hand holding the gun was weak and his palms were sweaty.
The police operator on the phone was still talking to Gusinski, trying to calm him down. But he was hoping that the female secretary who had just left would make some movement, even if she screamed a few times. But the female secretary followed him when she left.
It seemed like he had disappeared, and there was no response.
"Mona, Mona?!" Gusinski felt his mouth was dry, and he dared to shout a few times. However, the bedroom door seemed like a terrifying huge mouth, swallowing everything.
The nervous mood made Gusinski frightened. When there was some movement at the bedroom window, he immediately pointed the gun at it. However, nothing happened at the window, so he turned the gun and pointed at the door again.
This time, there was an extra person at the door!
It was the female secretary who had just gone out naked. At this moment, her head was tilted, the corners of her mouth were bleeding, and half of her tongue was sticking out.
Gusinski screamed and fired a shot. After the bang, he was knocked down by the female secretary who rushed towards him. At this time, he realized that someone had killed his female secretary and pointed the body towards him.
He threw hard.
Gusinski was knocked down beside the bed. He tried to get up and raised the pistol again. However, the hand holding the gun was stepped on by a foot, and the huge force directly crushed his hand bones to pieces.
ah……!
The screams resounded throughout the villa, which was the last loud sound in the villa tonight. Gusinski felt like he was being grabbed by the neck and dragged out of the bedroom, and followed the stairs to the living room on the first floor of the villa.
There were corpses lying in the living room. Almost all the bodyguards and gangsters guarding the villa fell on the carpet, dead in various forms. Among the piles of corpses, Gusinsky saw that his close subordinate Chekov had been cut into pieces.
.The limbs and trunk were turned into pieces of flesh, blood flowed all over the floor, and the smell was strong.
Gusinski was thrown to the ground. He heard a woman's voice coming from behind him, "If there's nothing else, I'll leave first. The smell of blood here is disgusting."
Gusinski endured the pain of his severed hand and suddenly raised his head and shouted: "Whoever asks you to kill me, I am willing to pay double the money."
A cell phone was placed in front of Gusinski, and a sarcastic voice said: "Double it? Are you willing to pay $200 million?"