Everyone was shocked to see Kagel dead!

The coward who was afraid of death quickly shouted, "I agree, I agree to you as the patriarch."

Francis pointed to his left with a blank expression, "Please stand here."

Several people rushed over, fearing that they would be treated as monkeys and be treated as monkeys. But even though Francis was so cruel, there were still dead men who were dissatisfied. They stood up and looked coldly at Francis and shouted angrily.

For these people, Francis invited them to have a good meal.

With a wave of his hand, four or five bodyguards rushed out from outside, holding submachine guns in their hands, and firing at these old men!

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If you love you, you will die suddenly!

Hundreds of bullets were devastated, and even the wall behind them was holed.

Francis heard the gunshots and just jumped up and said to the gentlemen standing on the left, "Gentlemen, let's have afternoon tea. I think I want to tell you about the future development of the family." He said, turning around and walking towards the door. The gentlemen were already stunned!

This is so fucking...

If you follow the seniority, even a few of them are Francis' uncles or brothers who are killed by him. They all feel a chill behind them, which is much more violent than Boris.

They looked at each other and saw the fear in each other's eyes, so they could only follow him with a tough bullet.

"Oh, by the way!" As soon as Francis stepped out, he suddenly stopped, stretched out his right hand, turned his head, "Call the killer who received the reward from the savior, I want to see him."

"I...I'll make arrangements!" One of the old men in charge of the cross spear spoke.

Francis nodded with satisfaction, held his cane and left the hall.

The Gerald family suddenly changed drastically, the head of the sect died, and the person who was talking was changed. Moreover, those who were interested also discovered that the manor was very alert. Those curious reporters could not hear anything if they wanted to inquire, but some people said that they had heard gunshots from the manor.

Some people also sent anonymous letters saying that a gunfight occurred within the Gerald family! Boris's death was premeditated.

But there is no evidence of these. Francis did it very cleanly. Although the police also had many doubts, what could he do if he didn't find any evidence? For those who informed him, he did it very well. He sent it to Africa when he found out. There was a family property there. As for whether a group of thugs suddenly broke into and beat him to death, it depends on luck.

Francis doesn't have so much time to deal with these "partial matters". He is determined to hold Tang Dao's thigh and escorts the hottest and goes to Boston again with information.

…

"Is this the sought-after?"

Tang Dao crossed his legs and raised his chin slightly. He looked at the middle-aged man kneeling on the ground below and asked Frances.

"Yes, Horace Etherton, Spanish, nicknamed "steel"..." Francis introduced on his own initiative, and the man who was kneeling trembled when he heard his name. He was also afraid now. The killer is not a hero who still looks unchanged when facing death. They are just a profitable vulture. But when facing death, the fear in his heart is magnified.

Tang Dao nodded, "Who is the employer behind that?"

"This... I didn't find it." Francis said. As soon as he said this, he saw Tang Dao looking over and said hurriedly, "It's all anonymous. I don't know who it is. Even he doesn't know. The people behind the scenes are hiding well."

The answer was something that Tang Dao didn't want to hear. He looked at the kneeling killer. He had many ways to kill him, but now he had no idea. "Dispose him."

The little angel came over with two employees and pulled him. As soon as he touched him, Horace shivered and screamed, "No, no! Don't kill me, I have a secret, I know a secret, don't kill me."

Tang Dao raised his hand and signaled the little angel to wait, squinted his eyes and asked, "What's the secret."

Horace swallowed his saliva, his scalp numb, Yu Guang looked at Francis, and there was resentment hidden deep in his eyes. They were the killers of the cross spear, and they had to give the organization a commission of about 15%. In other words, the Gerald family, as the boss behind the scenes, were actually raised by people like Horace, but now they were betrayed by their own people, and they felt very frustrated.

If you have a chance, you will kill him sooner or later!

Francis happened to see the other party's expression and felt a stern. He was old and most afraid of death. This guy must have set his sights on him and had to kill him. Francis glanced at Tang Dao, who knocked his finger on the sofa.

"I said, will you let me go?" Horace asked hopefully, "I'm just a killer, I was forced by money."

This reason is really reasonable. Tang Dao nodded, "Okay, you can tell me."

Horace was happy on his face and swallowed, "When I was collecting information, I found that Chirkovso had made abnormal movements. He would call a gentleman called K every day, and this Mr. K is the employer who contacted me in a single line. I heard them say that Mr. K hoped that the other party would provide him with 500,000 bullets. Chirkovso thought the amount was too large and did not agree, so Mr. K threatened him that all the business he had done before told the Savior Company."

Francis looked ugly, fucking!

He was involved in internal problems. With Tang Dao's face-saving person, the people under him had already done such a scandal and must have shipped the goods. But obviously, Frances guessed wrongly, Tang Dao's eyes were narrowed into a line, "Continue." Although he seemed calm, the corners of his eyes were twitching slightly.

"Chirkovso said he was not trustworthy, and said that if he wanted to die together, he would be killed together, and everyone would be ruined together." Horace dragged it out like a plate, "He started selling the interests of the company very early. Mr. K came to me and asked me to kill Cherkovso and then get the account book he made."

"What about the account book?" Tang Dao asked.

“Mr. k asked me to put it under the seat in Central Park in Los Angeles…”

Tang Dao's expression was very plain, but his face turned a little red. He didn't expect that there would be something here. Cherkovso actually sold the company's goods privately. Isn't the dividend he gave him high? At least he is higher than the senior officials of many listed companies, but that's the case, he betrayed himself!

An unfamiliar ungrateful wolf.

"Drag away!" Tang Dao didn't want to continue listening and looked at the little angel next to him. The latter immediately understood, and pressed Horace up and dragged him outside.

"Sir, sir! Didn't you say let me go?" Horace shouted excitedly.

"I'm sorry, I never keep my word!"

The little angel was afraid that the other party would say something dirty, so he covered his mouth and dragged it out like a dead dog.

"Mr. Nicholas, I...I want to go back to Malta, so I won't bother you." Francis said quickly when he saw the other party's face getting worse and worse, afraid of disaster and evil. Tang Dao nodded, his tone was not good, "Then I won't give it to you."

"It's okay, it's okay." Francis shook his head and hurried away.

Tang Dao now wants to know how much Cherkovso has sold privately. He called Ulihui, who is also in Ukraine, and asked the other party to find out several major arms inventory information as soon as possible!

Also, you must find out who this Mr. K is.

Then, feed the dog!
Chapter completed!