As soon as the pistol came out, Ferrero immediately fell silent. Even though he knew that the other party would not shoot him directly, he could not guarantee whether the other party would shoot him in the knee or shoulder.
Very normal.
"Courtney, although Mr. Baldwin and I don't have much contact, I believe he wouldn't want you to attack me." Ferrero tried his best to keep himself calm. Only by moving out of Baldwin can he be able to suppress it.
Courtney.
In the entire New York, and even the entire United States, the only person Courtney would obey was Baldwin.
"Mr. Ferrero, do you think of my boss now?" Courtney smiled slightly, motioned for his men to put down their pistols, then pointed to the sofa and said to Ferrero: "Sit down."
Cold sweat broke out on Ferrero's forehead.
"I know what you are thinking." Courtney said lightly: "But I want to ask you, when you move out Mr. Baldwin and my boss in front of me, besides wanting me not to do anything excessive to you,
, is there anything else you want?"
"Courtney, what do you mean?" Ferrero didn't understand what the other party wanted to express.
"Don't you understand? Okay, let's talk step by step." Courtney said: "What are you going to do here?"
"I..." Ferrero hesitated, because Courtney clearly knew what the purpose of his coming here was, but did he still have to say it? In this case, just refuse to admit it: "Here
It’s a public place, can’t I come?”
Courtney laughed loudly: "If I remember correctly, Mr. Ferrero should also have a hotel of his own, right?"
Ferrero did not answer, which was regarded as acquiescence.
"Since you have your own hotel, there is no need to stay in other people's hotels, right? This is not normal." Courtney said: "Even stupid people would not do such a thing.
"
"Since you said so, I won't hide it from you. I came here to have sex with lovers." Ferrero said: "It is stupid to have sex with lovers in my own hotel."
Courtney was stunned for a moment, thinking that this old guy is quite capable.
"Fucking lovers? Hahaha, Ferrero, if I remember correctly, you are actually quite racist. As far as I know, you have made some very fierce remarks." Courtney said.
Ferrero frowned.
"I remember I saw a piece of news. You were very unhappy with your son's wanton promotion of his friendship with black people." Courtney said lightly, because Ferrero Jr. is an absolute basketball fan, so he especially likes it.
Take photos with basketball stars and make friends.
You must know that almost all popular sports in the American empire are dominated by black people, and basketball is no exception.
Of course, these exercises can only be performed under the premise of physical fitness.
If the technical content is too high, they will have difficulty. Who has ever seen black people diving? Black people playing table tennis? Playing badminton? In fact, the sports dominated by black people are all "field" and "track" events, or related to them.
The track and field competitions in the Summer Olympics are all black. Who has seen a few black athletes in the Winter Olympics? Physical fitness accounts for 70% or more, and blacks can dominate, while technical content accounts for more than 70%.
At 60%, it is a bit difficult for black brothers. It is too difficult to make up for it by relying solely on physical fitness.
This is also the reason why Feixiang can beat Lao Hei in the hurdles. If the hurdles were removed and he simply ran 110 meters, he would probably be one or two from the bottom.
It is because of the sport of hurdles that the ratio between physical fitness and technical content is almost 50-50.
Black people have an overwhelming advantage in half of the physical quality, while Flying has an overwhelming advantage in technical content.
Although this guy later cheated by retiring twice, which was a shame, but I have to say that his skills are indeed better than those people, and he won easily, without knocking down the pole or anything.
What Courtney said about little Ferrero made Ferrero very angry, because he suffered a big setback on this matter.
"You also told your son that he can hang out with black people, go to black people's homes, and do whatever he wants with them. But just don't show off that you have black friends, and don't bring them into your sight.
Courtney continued: "I don’t know who secretly recorded you? Haha, this matter has angered many of our colleagues."
At that time, there were indeed many black forces who wanted to cause trouble for him.
Ferrero spent a lot of money and energy to completely settle the matter.
Now that he thinks about this matter, Ferrero still has lingering fears.
"Does this have anything to do with me hanging out with my lover? Even if those words are indeed what I said, so what if I really don't like those black guys? It has nothing to do with me coming to see my lover!" Ferrero said angrily.
Courtney smiled slightly: "But, the 'lover' you came to hang out with is the fat black man named Meatshield, right? Is that a black man?"
Ferrero's mind is full of anger now, and he doesn't care about what Courtney said: "Me and the human shield? Don't be kidding, I don't even want to see a black woman, let alone him! If it weren't for
Due to demand, I definitely can’t have anything to do with him! It’s even less possible for me to come here to see him!”
"Mr. Ferrero, it seems that you have admitted that you came here to see the human shield." Courtney smiled: "This makes me very disappointed."
Ferrero's whole body froze, and he didn't think much for a moment. The trouble came from his mouth.
"Mr. Ferrero, you took the initiative to call me before and told me that Carlos wanted to launder money and found you, but you would not interfere in this matter." Courtney said: "This is not forced by others.
Is it yours? You took the initiative to say so yourself."
"That's not what I meant..." Ferrero wanted to say.
"What do you mean you don't mean that? Does it mean you just want this business?" Courtney pressed.
Ferrero frowned: "I admitted that I mentioned this issue. I thought this was Mr. Baldwin's prospective client, so I didn't interfere. It belongs to Mr. Baldwin's interests. I won't touch it at all. I'm like this
In fact, you are very sincere, right?"
"Indeed, it was so sincere that I was so moved that I didn't even know what to say." Courtney said.
But he immediately changed the subject: "Then what is what you are doing now? You took the initiative to say that you could not protect Mr. Baldwin's interests, and now you want to reach out again? Let's not talk about Mr. Baldwin, even if it is me
, and I really don’t like people who go back on their word!”
"I don't want to go back on my promise, I just..." Ferrero gritted his teeth: "Haven't you heard about Carlos raising the price twice in a row?"
Courtney said calmly: "I'm afraid that him raising the price is not an excuse for you to go back on your word, right?"
"I never said that I would use this matter as an excuse." Ferrero said: "If Mr. Baldwin wants to do this business, why does the other party increase the commission rate? Obviously, the negotiation with Mr. Baldwin has broken down.
Right? Since you don’t have a confirmed cooperation agreement before, I’m afraid it’s not too much for me to pursue my interests, right?”
Courtney really wants to slap him with a big mouth!
This bitch just goes back on his word, but he still makes excuses. This is what Courtney can't bear the most.
If you are wrong, you are wrong. If you don't admit it, you will feel disgusted!
"There's no cooperation anymore? Who told you there's no cooperation anymore?" Courtney's voice was full of anger.
Ferrero was silent again. He didn't expect that his words would actually ignite Courtney's anger. For him, he thought he just said the right thing.
Courtney shouted to the location of the bathroom: "Do it! Chop off his fingers! Let him flush them into the toilet one by one! Start now!"
"No! Don't—!" A scream came from the bathroom.
Immediately afterwards, heartbreaking shouts came, and the men inside quickly solved the problem with their swords in hand.
After the screams, there were endless painful pleadings, and finally the pleading stopped with the sound of the toilet flushing. The cessation of pleading does not mean that there is no more pain, but that the pain is numb.
Anyone watching their fingers being flushed down the toilet would become mentally numb!