"What do I want!?" Veneto sneered: "What I want is to be on an equal footing with you, everyone is a cooperative relationship, not a servant relationship! For so many years, I have been fed up with you all of us, and fed up with you. Commanding us from aloft, I want you to know what respect is!"

At the end, he yelled: "Respect! Understand!?"

Veneto drew his .357-caliber customized version of the golden sand eagle from his waist and pressed the muzzle to Dan's temple.

"understand?"

"Veneto! You are crazy!" Garcia was taken aback.

He knows exactly how sacred the forces behind Mr. D are. Today, it seems that Veneto summoned himself to have a different plan. This guy seems to have no brains and likes to be brave and cruel, but his heart is no better than anything. People are small.

Convened these major suppliers and customers, and directly headshot a cia agent with a strong background in front of them. This is equivalent to dragging everyone into the water together, and everyone casts a name together.

If Mr. D is killed in this way, then the consequences are obvious. The big bosses behind the usa will do their best to hunt down Veneto and everyone here, which forces everyone to fight together.

Oleksei's face turned paler.

He was sitting next to Dan, looking at the .357-caliber Golden Desert Eagle, with a natural sense of fear in his heart.

If Veneto shoots, he doesn't know if the warhead will lift Dan's Sky Spirit Cover and shoot himself, or if the hot brain will splash all over him.

For an exquisite **** who has to put on high-end cologne when going out, this is really disgusting.

"Calm down, Mr. Veneto!"

He whispered, his body retracted subconsciously, as far away as possible from where Veneto was standing, but he didn't dare to stand up. The movement was too big for fear of touching Veneto. This guy was on the fire, from the blood-red eyes. It can be seen that he really wants to kill.

"Shut up! Sit me down! There is nothing to do with you here!"

Veneto, who had always been polite to Oleksei, suddenly became angry, his eyes widened, and he frightened Oleksei's second sentence back into his stomach.

"Veneto, have you considered the consequences of killing Mr. D!?" Yamamoto Michiko put down the red wine glass, her beautiful eyes squinted at the Mexican murderer.

"As far as I know, Mr. D is an agent with a background in the US government. If I'm not mistaken, there is a mysterious organization behind him. The power is huge enough to influence some of the government's foreign policies."

Speaking of this, his big eyes rolled, and his gaze fell on Dan George's face.

"Am I right? Mr. D."

"You can say so." Although Dan lost a bit of blood on his face, he was still very hardened. He still had to pretend to be a gentleman in front of beautiful women. He couldn't recognize counseling in front of women. He nodded: "Miss Michiko said very well. Yes, I think my father and you are both very sane people, knowing how to measure the pros and cons."

"To be honest, my father didn't tell me what he was doing here before I came. If we know that our Mr. Veneto is so angry today, I think I will pick another good day and visit again."

Yamamoto Michiko 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 leak any wind."

While speaking, he glanced at Veneto a few times.

Then he continued: "The information and news obtained from outside may be like this. We Yakuza and Russian mafia, Mr. Garcia's Lundman group and Mr. Veneto have planned for a long time, and we have negotiated to eradicate Mr. D and Mr. D. The power behind it is in the interests of Central and South America. In this way, Mr. D’s big boss will definitely send people to siege and kill us. In order to protect ourselves, we can only hold together."

She smiled and looked at Veneto: "That's it, right?"

"Miss Michiko is so smart, I will stay with you for a few more days when the business is done," Veneto said.

"Veneto! I won't go to this muddy water with you! You must be crazy, we finally got on the line with cia, what's wrong with it? We can bear one or two losses, not twenty Tons of goods!? I’ll come back to you as soon as I look back! As the main supplier of the goods, I will not hold them accountable, you will hold them accountable!"

"Sure enough, there are sane people." Dan glanced at Garcia gratefully and then at Michiko.

He knew that these people were smart people, and he didn't want to do this in his heart.

"I won't attend this party anymore. I'm sorry, I'm leaving now." Garcia stood up first and turned to leave.

"Wait!" Veneto snapped.

"Why? You want to do it to me!?" Garcia's eyes were narrowed again, and his eyes became cold and sharp again. He looked around and sneered: "Today is on your site, but I tell you, Pooh Trust, if you dare to kill me, the Lundman Group will hunt you down at all costs. Doing so is not good for you or me."

"Garcia, you stupid donkey!"

Veneto suddenly cursed, leaving Dan George's temple, pointing at Garcia.

The bodyguards behind Garcia leaned forward, touching their hands to the waist.

Behind these bodyguards, the m16 automatic rifles in the hands of members of the Seta Group slowly raised their muzzles.

The atmosphere became strange and tense again.

"Do you know why I call you a stupid donkey?" Veneto raised an index finger and nodded on his temple, and said loudly: "If you have a little brain, you will understand that I am doing this for the benefit of everyone. Tell you ~lightnovelpub.net~ Do you think I am upset just for the 300 million dollars? Is it for the 20 tons of cocaine? Tell you, neither! What I am most upset and worried about is these **** bureaucrats We will betray us in the end!"

The muscles under Garcia's eyes twitched slightly. He didn't speak, but cast a questioning look.

"Think about it carefully. For so many years, he has let us use our accounts to send money to some unidentified organizations. Why, have you not thought about it? I sent someone to check those organizations, and they are all subversive underground. kb organization, although we are drug dealers, 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 patience and the power behind them, no one can launder the money for them? No one can send money for them? You are wrong, it is all for them Small meaning. The only purpose they do this is to keep their hands free. These bureaucrats like to be strict and upright, sneaking behind their backs, but they cherish their feathers, and we are gunmen for them."

"Do you know the nature of the organization that I sent money for them this time? It was a subversive organization specifically targeting a big country in East Asia. Because of this remittance, my accountant who specializes in handling my offshore accounts suddenly disappeared some time ago. It disappeared inexplicably, just like the air, don’t you understand? Who can do this? It’s the intelligence agencies and secret operations teams of the big powers. They have already been eyeing us."

"You think once something goes wrong, he"

Veneto put the muzzle against Dan's head again.

"Do you think he and the boss behind him will stand for us?"

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