One thing is never about good or evil, but about pros and cons.

Maybe, this will be scolded by someone as a bastard, a trash that will be punished by heaven and earth.

But often...

The reality is cruel, but this kind of person is the best one.

The brothers will operate on the open or secretly, and their assets can reach at least billions of dollars. The main reason is that their business is too complicated. Of course, they have the fastest money, such as D, Huang, and bets, and they plan to share the pie in the arms industry. The horseman alone heard that there are nearly tens of thousands of people, and this business is spread throughout Europe and Asia.

This is considered a big shot in the club.

But you want to say that Tang Dao is cowardly?

When I was brave enough to sell a bullet in Africa, I was not afraid. How could a few black men who couldn't get on the table want to give up their benefits?

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"I will do this, they have too little game rules," Andriyev said.

Assassination is prohibited in a certain class, and everyone abides by the rules of the game. For example, if the senior executives of a certain country are bombed to death, the problems caused by this incident are very serious. For example, after the first battle, is it that the rich second generation is beaten to death, all the members of the entire family fight for their family property, and to prevent such things from happening.

The rules of the game arise through mutual understanding.

Of course, if you really reach the point of life and death, then what is your surname? Even if your surname is Zhao, it will be useless.

Adults should pay attention to pros and cons. If the huge criminal group of Brotherhood wants to force it, it may be a loss in the end, but you are slapped in a big mouth. If you don’t say anything, it will make people feel that it’s easy to bully.

At least you have to make some compensation.

Tang Dao made a muffled sound in his throat, which was considered to be answering. After hanging up the phone, he raised his hands behind the sofa, spread his hands, crossed his legs, and frowned. He was a little unhappy now, but he told him rationally that brothers would be difficult to mess with.

Pretend tortoise?!

I can't vent this tone, and Cherkovsso himself can't explain it.

Andriyev will give himself the answer he wants.

I am a civilized person, and the most annoying thing I hate is fighting and killing.

"Don't tell anyone else about this news."

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

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St. Petersburg City

In the Cathedral of St. Isakiev.

Perhaps the disintegration of the Soviet Union left the believers without a source of income, and their faith in God was much weaker.

They are almost starving to death, who is still doing this?

There was only a white-haired priest in the entire cathedral and a tall white man in a suit. The latter pierced the Mass in his hand and put it in his mouth and chewed it gently. The former placed his hand on his shoulder and said in a deep voice, "Forgive you in the name of Father, Son, and Holy Spirit."

The tall white man bowed his head very devoutly and waited for about a few minutes. When the ceremony ended, he raised his head, "Father, has God forgiven any sins?"

This made the priest stunned, but his good professional ethics and ethics quickly made him react, and he focused his head cautiously, "As long as you sincerely repent, God will forgive him. He loves the world, just as the criminals who were crucified with him believed in him when he ascended to heaven, and he was not abandoned, God loved everyone."

The tall white man nodded slowly and stood up. This son was even taller than the priest. He took out his arms and grabbed the latter's puzzled gaze. Bang! He directly blew the other person's head. The head would not explode, but the brain and blood still flowed down, stained on the leather shoes. He just frowned, looked at the cross, and said to himself, "God, I was wrong, will you forgive me, will you? Will it?!"

His voice suddenly increased a lot, holding his gun, pointing, and roaring, "You said, you will forgive me! I want to go to heaven, I am a good person." Then he tilted his head and smiled, his front teeth shuddering.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong...

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

Several people broke in. They looked at this scene with a frown, but their expressions seemed to be commonplace. This church was more costly to the priest.

"Andre, the godfather called you back." The leading man said in a deep voice. He looked at the other party with disgust. The other party was often nervous and often did something shocking. The doctor said he was sick in his mind, and then he pressed his head into his chest. You said, isn't this a fool?

But he is very capable and is ahead no matter what he does. This is why the godfather likes him and lets him manage the Ukrainian side. His speed at the top is comparable to that of a Rockets.

The tall white man turned his head suddenly, his eyes were very fierce, and they were so shocked that they took a step back. Andrei grinned his teeth and smiled disdainfully, pulled off the suit, closed the m1911a1 pistol in his hand and put it back in his pocket, "Old man asked you to call me? Are you afraid that I will eat you?"

Fool!

The reason they comforted themselves was not to be slutty with the fool. The leader's face looked ugly, but it was still important to do the business. The most important thing was that he could not beat the other party, and he said in a silence, "I don't know what, you go and ask the godfather yourself."

Andrei blew a breath towards the bangs above his head. The bangs floated and looked very unruly. He raised the corners of his mouth, and deliberately hit the other person's shoulder, and left humming a small song.

"Fak! Damn it, Gregory, you can't be afraid of him. This Georgian bastard is getting more and more arrogant. He has climbed onto your head and shit on your head." Some companions vented unhappily, but seemed to be very taboo about the other party, so they deliberately lowered their voices, for fear that the other party would hear them.

Who knew that the white man named Gregory's originally angry expression suddenly stopped, and he patted his clothes lightly, then glanced at Yu Guang, "He is just a child, we don't need to be angry with him."

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

Will Andrei be arrogant one day to want to shit on the godfather's head?

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 one day this ambition cannot be suppressed, it is the moment when he dies or his godfather dies.

If you want him to die, indulge him, that's all.

Gregory's confidant who can be a godfather is not just a ruthless move, but now it is almost the 21st century, and it depends on your brain.

"He did too much in Ukraine. The godfather will repair him well, this naughty child." Gregory looked at the priest's body again and ordered, "Cleaning this clean and recruiting priests from the outside, damn it, this is a waste."

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

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