"What do I want!?" Veneto sneered: "What I want is to be on an equal footing with you. We have a cooperative relationship, not a servant relationship! Over the years, I have had enough of you dictating to us, and I have had enough of you.
You are giving orders to us from above, I want you to know what respect means!"
At the end of the sentence, he yelled: "Respect! Do you understand!?"
Veneto took out his .57 caliber customized Golden Sand Eagle from his waist and put the muzzle of the gun against Dan's temple.
"Understood?"
"Veneto! You are crazy!" Garcia was startled.
He knew very well who the power behind Mr.
People are small.
He summoned his major suppliers and customers, and shot a CIA agent with a strong background in front of them. This was equivalent to dragging everyone down together, and everyone submitted a warrant together.
If Mr. D is killed like this, the consequences will be obvious. The big bosses behind USA will use all their strength to hunt down Veneto and everyone here, forcing everyone to unite to fight.
Oleksei's face turned even paler.
He was sitting next to Dan, looking at the .57 caliber golden Desert Eagle, feeling a natural sense of fear in his heart.
If Venito fired, he didn't know whether the bullet would lift Dan's Tianling Cap and shoot into himself, or whether the hot brains would splash all over him.
For a sophisticated playboy who always puts on high-end cologne when leaving home, this is really disgusting.
"Calm down, Mr. Veneto!"
He groaned and subconsciously shrank back, trying to stay away from where Veneto was standing, but he didn't dare to stand up. That would be too big a move, for fear of touching Veneto. This guy was on fire, and from his blood-red eyes
It can be seen that he really wants to kill someone.
"Shut up! Sit tight for me! It's none of your business here!"
Veneto, who had always been polite to Alexei, suddenly became angry and glared, scaring the rest of Alexei's words back to his stomach.
"Veneto, have you considered the consequences of killing Mr. D!?" Michiko Yamamoto put down the red wine glass and squinted her beautiful eyes at the Mexican murderer in front of her.
"As far as I know, Mr. D is an agent with a background of the USA government. If I guess correctly, there is a mysterious organization behind him, which is powerful enough to influence some of the government's foreign policies."
Having said this, his big eyes turned and fell on Dan George's face.
"Am I right? Mr. D."
"You can say that." Although Dan's face lost a little color, he was still very tough. He still had to pretend to be a gentleman in front of beautiful women and could not give in in front of women. He nodded: "Ms. Michiko said it very well.
Yes, I think both your father and you are very sensible people and know how to weigh the pros and cons."
"To be honest, my father didn't tell me what I was doing here before I came here. If I knew that our Mr. Veneto was so angry today, I think I would choose another good day to visit again."
Michiko Yamamoto sighed and said: "Now, we are all dragged into the water by Mr. Veneto. We are all in the same boat. If you die here and are killed by Mr. Veneto, I believe he can control the news inside."
Don't let any news leak out."
As he spoke, he glanced at Veneto a few times.
Then he continued: "The intelligence and news obtained from the outside may be like this - our Yakuza and the Russian mafia, Mr. Garcia's Lundeman Group and Mr. Veneto have already planned and discussed the elimination of Mr. D and Mr. The interests of the forces behind Mr. D are in Central and South America. If this happens, Mr. D’s big boss will definitely send people to encircle and hunt us down. In order to protect ourselves, we can only stick together."
She looked at Veneto with a smile: "That's it, right?"
"Ms. Michiko is extremely smart. I will definitely keep you here for a few more days after finishing the business," Venito said.
"Veneto! I won't wade into this muddy water with you! You must be crazy. We finally got on the line with the CIA. What's wrong with that? We can bear one or two losses, isn't it twenty? Ton of goods!? I’ll send it to you right away! As the main supplier of goods, I won’t hold you accountable, so you’re doing nothing to hold me accountable!”
"Sure enough, there are still sensible people out there." Dan glanced at Garcia gratefully, and then at Michiko.
He knew that these people were smart people and did not want to do this in their hearts.
"I won't be attending this party. I'm sorry, I have to leave." Garcia stood up first and turned to leave.
"Wait!" Veneto snapped.
"What? You want to do something to me!?" Garcia's eyes narrowed again, and his eyes became cold and sharp again. He looked around and sneered: "Today is on your territory, but let me tell you, Winnie Tuo, if you dare to kill me, the Lundemann Group will hunt you down at all costs, and doing so will do no good to you or me."
"Garcia, you stupid ass!"
Veneto suddenly cursed and took the gun away from Dan George's temple, pointing at Garcia.
The bodyguards behind Garcia leaned forward one after another, their hands touching their waists.
Behind these bodyguards, the M16 automatic rifles in the hands of members of the Zeta Group slowly raised their muzzles.
The atmosphere became extremely strange and tense again.
"Do you know why I called you a stupid ass?" Veneto raised an index finger and tapped his temple, loudly saying: "If you still have some brains, you will understand that I am doing this for the benefit of everyone. !Tell you, do you think I am only unhappy because of the billion dollars? Is it because of the twenty tons of cocaine? Tell you, it is not the case! What I am most unhappy and worried about is that these damn bureaucrats will betray us in the end! "
The muscles under Garcia's eyes twitched slightly. He did not speak, but cast a questioning look.
"If you think about it carefully, he has allowed us to use our own accounts to send money to some unidentified organizations over the years. Why is this? Have you never thought about it? I sent people to check those organizations. They are all subversive underground organizations. KB organization, although we are drug traffickers, we don’t want to get involved in international disputes! We just want to make money!”
"Do you know why they did this? Do you think that with his ability and the power behind him, no one can clean the money for them? No one can remit money for them? You are wrong, all this is to them Just kidding. Their only purpose in doing this is to keep their hands clean. These bureaucrats like to speak strictly in front of others and sneak around behind their backs, but they cherish their feathers, and we are gunners for them."
"Do you know the nature of the organization I sent money to for them this time? It is a subversive organization specifically targeting a large country in East Asia. Because of this remittance, an accountant of mine who specializes in helping me manage offshore accounts suddenly disappeared some time ago.
It disappeared inexplicably, just like air. You still don’t understand? Who can do this? Those are the intelligence agencies and secret operations groups of big countries, and they have already targeted us."
"Do you think if something happens, he-"
Venito put the gun to Dan's head again.
"Do you think he and the boss behind him will stand up for us?" (To be continued)