Those who can handle this are tough guys.

Bernard could barely count. After howling for nearly thirteen minutes, he finally began to beg for mercy.

"Let me go, please..."

There was a cry in the voice. The man in front of him was Satan, and God would not forgive him. But Bernard also did not have the courage to complain to God, so he could only plead.

Tang Dao's face darkened, he grabbed the knife and fork on the table with his backhand, walked over, raised his eyebrows, and whispered in his ear, "Why do you want to steal my goods? Do you think I dare not kill you?"

"

"No, no, no!" Bernard confessed Cecilio without hesitation.

"Any more?"

"There is also Grant. He told me that he hates you yellow-skinned bastards because you have polluted the United States. Moreover, he feels that you are not obedient enough and he wants to use you to establish his authority. He also said that he will notify the FBI to investigate you.

Even getting Interpol on board.”

Bernard's voice trembled, he lowered his head and looked at the dagger held against his abdomen, and told everything he knew, vaguely mixed with fear.

Grant?

Tang Dao frowned, then gradually relaxed his eyebrows. Sure enough, Yingjiang was used to being the boss. He had to have a hand in everything. Did he think he was not obedient enough?

I am not a dog!

Grant was no white-headed man either.

"Did he accept the check I asked you to send?" Tang Dao looked at Robert and asked.

"Accepted."

"Then did he say anything?"

Robert thought carefully for a while and then shook his head, "No."

"I know, I know." Bernard wanted to live and hissed, "At that time, he said that the three hundred thousand was enough for his daughter to study. I must thank you if I have the opportunity."

Tang Dao's face drooped. Is that bastard Grant planning to take advantage of it and try to ruin his own fortune? He got such a good thing? Tang Dao tilted his head, held a cigarette in his mouth, and lit it. This series of time

, everyone stared, even Osborne slowed down his breathing, "Are you all playing with me?"

"You are all playing with me!" Tang Dao suddenly raised his head, with a ferocious face, grabbed Bernard's right foot and pushed him hard on the iron stool. The latter screamed and wanted to kick him with his left foot.

The employees went up and grabbed him.

Sizzle...

There was smoke coming from the sole of my right foot, and it smelled like barbecue.

As if this was not enough to relieve his anger, Tang Dao struck Bernard continuously on the abdomen. The latter began to roll his eyes, saliva hung at the corners of his mouth, the corners of his eyes twitched, and more air came out than he took in.

After doing this, Tang Dao felt a little relieved. He rubbed his sore wrist, turned around, picked up the cigarette that fell on the ground, and put it in his mouth again. This can't be wasted. It's close to 4

One cent apiece is too luxurious.

"I'll leave it to you. Since that American is ignorant, please give me your regards to his family."

Tang Dao blew into his fist and said calmly, and then walked out of the door. It was raining lightly outside. Jin Dun rushed out first and opened his umbrella in the rain. A muffled scream could be heard in the house behind.

Osborne took a chain and strangled Bernard to death!

"Leave the mountains behind to feed the dogs?" he asked, looking at Robert.

"Send it to Mr. Cecilio. This is an early Christmas gift."

…

Cecilio was walking around anxiously. Bernard was missing!

He called the guy seven or eight times, but no one answered. He even went to his mansion, but there was no sign of him, and the bodyguards were not there. Later, someone told him that Bob was found 2 kilometers away from him.

The body of Nader's bodyguard and the convoy were clearly attacked at the scene.

But no Swiss body was found.

"Boss, there's news."

An employee walked in in a hurry, his shirt under his suit full of sweat.

"What news?" Cecilio asked quickly.

"It was Aidid's people who did it."

Aidid?

Cecilio subconsciously shook his head in disbelief. Even if you borrow Uncle Hei's courage, he would not dare to touch Bernard.

He is the spokesperson of SIG Company.

But then I turned around and thought, hell, black people can only be considered "humanoid", what can't they do?

But why did Aidid want to deal with him?

Is there any grudge between them?

Cecilio made up a big drama in his mind. This old man can't move his brain too much and is easily deprived of oxygen. Just like now, his steps faltered. Fortunately, he was holding on to the table, otherwise he would definitely make a fool of himself.

"Let's go to Woolford Street." He waved his hand to signal the employees to let go, and said in a deep voice while leaning on his crutches. He planned to contact other people. He felt that there must be something hidden here. He left in a hurry, and the employees behind him were afraid that

He stumbled with his left foot and his right foot, watching carefully from behind.

Boom boom!

The roar of the engine came closer and closer, and a black van was seen rushing over. Thinking that there was an attack, the employees took out their pistols and prepared to protect Cecilio and leave, but the car drifted and swayed, and after the door opened, a sudden

The corpse was thrown down and sped away in the exhaust fumes. The black air seemed to be mocking them.

"Go and have a look." Cecilio blinked and nodded.

The two employees held weapons, carefully approached, turned the body over, and shouted, "Boss, it's Mr. Bernard."

ah?

Bernard's corpse?

…

Bernard is dead?

The news spread throughout Mogadishu in an instant, and everyone from all the forces knew that the spokesperson of SIG Company had been slaughtered, and the death was ugly, and there was no good place on his body.

There is also news that Aidid tortured and killed him.

A storm is gradually forming around these two topics, and even ordinary people feel a suffocating and breathless feeling.

When Grant heard the news, he was training with the Rangers at the training ground, and his adjutant reported it in his ear.

"You mean? Bernard was killed?" He couldn't believe it either.

"Yes." The adjutant nodded and provided another time point, "Less than a few hours after leaving the camp, I checked and found that he went to see Cecilio, and the two chatted for a while.

, he left, and it was during this time that the attack occurred."

Farke!

Grant put his hands on his waist and cursed, feeling very unhappy and almost gritting his teeth, "It must have been that Asian guy."

"But...he's Eddie's man." The adjutant looked ugly.

Aidid's people?

Impossible. Does that black man have the guts to touch him?

I'm afraid, in his mind, Aidid is just an ordinary-looking, even ugly, uncivilized human race. The orangutan wears clothes and starts to learn to walk. The weapons are even more backward. There are no basic air defense facilities. As long as the Black Hawk helicopter

Once they lift off, they are destined to die!

He didn't even have the courage to resist.

In Grant's eyes, the Gulf War made him full of pride.

"No, it must be the Asian, he must have done it." Grant said firmly, his face a little ugly. He instructed Bernard and others to suppress the opponent, and then the Swiss died. This is too much of a coincidence.

.

But it's more of a palpitation.

He originally thought he was a yellow-skinned monkey, but wasn't he just showing off as being "easy to bully"?

But when the other party actually took action, the theatergoer began to panic, because he knew that he had done those excessive things, and he would be put on the list. Grant suddenly seemed to think of something, and in the adjutant's surprised eyes,

I ran back to the office and made a transoceanic phone call.

"Hello... hello, I'm Adele." His wife's long-lost voice came from the other side.
Chapter completed!