Chapter 321: : he is just a child

One thing, never pay attention to good and evil, but the pros and cons.

Perhaps, this will be scolded as a bastard, a piece of rubbish.

But often...

The reality is cruel, but this kind of people are the best.

The brotherhood operates in the open or in the dark, and their assets can reach billions of dollars at least. The main reason is that their business is too complicated. Of course, D, Huang, and Gambler, who are the fastest money earners, are all involved, and they plan to come The munitions industry shares the profits, and it is said that Mazi alone has tens of thousands of people under his command, and the business spreads all over Europe and Asia.

This is the leader of the community.

Do you want to say that Tang Dao is cowardly?

When I braved gunfire to sell a handful of ammunition in Africa, I was not afraid. A few gangsters who couldn't get on the table just wanted to let me give up the benefits?

Melon batch!

"I will take care of this matter, they have no rules of the game." Andreyev said.

Assassination is prohibited in a certain class, and everyone abides by the rules of the game. For example, if a high-level person in a certain country is killed by someone, it will cause serious problems, such as World War I. After the generation was beaten to death, all members of the entire family fought over the family property, in order to prevent such things from happening.

The rules of the game are created in mutual understanding.

Of course, if it really comes to the point of life and death, then who cares what your last name is? Even if your surname is Zhao, it won't help.

Adults should pay attention to pros and cons. If a huge criminal group like the fraternity wants to force it, maybe it will end up with both sides. Bully.

At least you have to make amends.

Tang Dao made a muffled sound in his throat, and he answered. After hanging up the phone, he threw himself back on the sofa, opened his hands, crossed his legs, and frowned. He is a little upset now, but reason tells him, Brotherhood is not easy to mess with.

Pretending to be a turtle? !

This tone can't be vented, and Cherkovso's side can't explain it.

Andreyev will give himself the answer he wants.

I am a civilized person, what I hate the most is fighting and killing people.

"Call Osborn, who is staying in Somalia, and ask him to send two elite teams into Kyiv. Don't tell anyone else about this."

Violence cannot solve problems, but sometimes people who can try to use violence.



St. Petersburg

In Saint Isaac's Cathedral.

Perhaps the disintegration of the Soviet Union left believers with no source of income, and their belief in God has also weakened a lot.

I'm almost starving to death, who the **** is going to do this.

There is only a white-haired priest and a tall white man in a suit in the entire cathedral. The latter holds the mass in his hand, puts it in his mouth, and chews gently. The former puts his hand on his shoulder, Shen Sheng said, "Forgive you in the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit."

The tall white man bowed his head piously, and waited for a few minutes. When the ceremony was over, he raised his head, "Father, does God forgive any sin?"

The priest was taken aback by these words, but his good professional ethics and conduct made him react quickly and nodded cautiously, "As long as you sincerely repent, God will forgive. He loves the world, just like when he ascended to the kingdom of heaven. , the criminals crucified with him believed in him and were not given up, God loves all."

The tall white man nodded slowly, stood up, this boy was actually a bit taller than the priest, took out a handle from his arms, and grabbed the latter's puzzled gaze, bang! Blowing the opponent's head directly, the head will not explode, but the brain and blood still flowed down and stained the leather shoes. He just frowned, looked at the cross, and said to himself, "God, I was wrong. Yes, you will forgive me, will you? Will you?!"

His voice suddenly increased a lot, holding up the gun, pointing, and roaring, "You say, you will forgive me! I want to go to heaven, I am a good person." Then he tilted his head and smiled fiercely. People shuddered at the sight.

boom boom boom...

Hasty footsteps came in from outside the church, and the sound of leather shoes was very clear.

A few people broke in. They looked at this scene with a frown, but their expressions seemed to be used to it. This church is more expensive for priests.

"Andre, the godfather is calling you to go back." The leading man said in a deep voice. He looked at the other party with disgust in his eyes. Sick, and then he pushed his head into the chest cavity, you said, isn't this a fool?

But he has a lot of ability, no matter what he does, he rushes to the front. This is why the godfather likes him, and let him manage the Ukraine. The speed of this position is comparable to that of a rocket.

The tall white man turned his head suddenly, his eyes were fierce, and they took a step back in shock. Andre grinned disdainfully, pulled off his suit, closed the safety of the M1911A1 pistol in his hand, and put it back in his pocket. , "The old man asked you to call me? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Fool!

The reason they comforted themselves was not to care about fools. The leader's face was ugly, but it was important to get down to business. The most important thing was that he couldn't beat the other party. He said in a muffled voice, "I don't know anything. You can ask the godfather yourself."

Andre blew on the bangs on the top of his head. The bangs fluttered, looking very unruly. He raised the corner of his mouth, and deliberately bumped the other's shoulder, hummed a ditty and left.

"Fack! Damn it, Gregory, you can't be afraid of him. This Georgia **** is getting more and more arrogant. He has climbed on your head and **** on your head." Some companions were very upset vented, but it seemed that he was very jealous of the other party, so he deliberately lowered his voice, for fear that the other party would hear it.

Who would have thought that the white man named Gregory's expression of exasperation suddenly disappeared He patted the clothes on his body lightly, then glanced out of the corner of his eye, "He's just a child, we But there's no need to get angry with him."

Although he said this, he had other thoughts in his mind.

Will Andre be so arrogant as to want to **** on the godfather's head one day?

What I have to do is not to quarrel with him, but to be afraid of him and make him feel comfortable climbing up. When this ambition can no longer be suppressed one day, it will be the moment when he dies or the godfather dies.

If you want him dead, pamper him, that's all.

Gregory's ability to be the godfather's confidant is not just because he is ruthless. Now it is almost the 21st century, and it depends on his brain.

"He did too much in Ukraine, the godfather will fix him, this naughty boy." Gregory looked at the priest's body again, and ordered, "Clean this up, and recruit priests from outside. Damn, this is such a waste."

All of this is so familiar that it makes people shudder.