It wasn't Tiger's violent tendency that gave Bach the headache.

It was his distrust of himself and the company.

Now every time Bach said that the company could handle his affairs, Tiger always retorted fiercely. If they could handle it, they would not have to hide abroad.

This makes Bach do not know how to refute every time, because at this moment he has no reason to refute.

Madek Pavic did disappoint him.

In the past, Madek Povich took the shot and it didn't take three days to solve the problem.

But ten days have passed, but I never get a reply, not even a bit of audio.

He went to see Madek Pavic once a few days ago.

Madeiko Pavich showed the same attitude as Tago, anxiety, irritability, and inexplicable fear.

This changed Bach's mind.

He no longer trusts his boss so much.

The omnipotent boss also seemed to be in trouble.

Today, Tiger is going crazy again.

Although he didn't hit anyone, Bach, who had just entered the villa, heard Tago growling loudly in the living room.

The maid was confronting Tiger with a promise.

Bach suddenly felt tired.

Fortunately, the maid persuaded and was not beaten by Tagore.

Bach was going to go in when Tiger died, and talk to Tiger.

But a call interrupted Bach's idea.

"Hey, I'm Bach. Which one?"

"Mr. Bach, are you interested in coming out for a light meal?"

"Sorry, I'm not interested in eating with strangers." Bach said as he wanted to hang up.

"Mr. Bach, I appreciate your attitude, but I hope that you will have such a strong attitude when you are in prison."

"Who are you? What do you mean? Threatening me? Do you know what it means?" Bach's forehead was blue.

Threat? This is not the first time he has accepted threats.

But he is not afraid, and he is not a young man entering the society.

Scrambled in the brokerage industry.

He has seen too many people and seen too many means.

He won't be intimidated by a mere word.

"I found a former sprinter named Ronka Dallas, and we had a great time chatting. I heard many things about Mr. Bach from his mouth."

"Lonka Dallas?"

Bach's eyelids jumped, a sprinter that Bach took three years ago.

Ronka Dallas once had a momentous glory.

But in the end, his career was ruined by drugs ... and scandals.

"That guy is just a loser, a downcast loser. I don't know how much you gave him, but I don't think he will be believed by anyone," Bach said dismissively.

Ronka Dallas does know many of his secrets.

But as long as Ronka Dallas can't produce exact evidence, everything is meaningless.

How could Bach let an abandoned son take control of himself?

If it really has its own handle, Ronka Dallas can't live now.

"His words are not convincing, but I will produce convincing evidence, especially evidence to convince the judge, oh yes, my name is Alex, and I am now the largest lawyer in Southern California. The boss. "

Bach's face suddenly gloomed: "Miss lawyer, you shouldn't mess with me."

"Mr. Bach, because your words make me scared, I think you will die in prison, and you will go to prison within three days, you don't need any real charges, you know, I just do this Yes, and then in the next week, you will have an accident in prison. "

Alex is never a duty lawyer. If it is true that duty is a pure lawyer, there will never be a day in this country.

She knows very well that when you face a villain, you need more than just law.

"Miss lawyer, do you think I have no strength in prison? You picked the wrong opponent."

"Well, I know you have, Los Angeles First Prison, Third Prison, and Barlec Prison ... but I also know that your assets are only two million dollars. How much cash can you use to secure the two million dollars? And I can buy your head twice or twice as much as your net worth, maybe ten times. "

Bach's face froze, and after a few moments of silence, he said, "Miss lawyer, I'm not worth that much money. If you give me two million dollars, I will personally put my head in your hands."

Bach was already in disguise.

He does have connections, he is not afraid to go to the police station, he is not afraid to go to prison.

Because he can settle those issues, he can come out safely no matter where he goes.

But those connections were not his own power.

If someone embarrasses him with more money, or even buys his head directly, I am afraid that a lot of people will be happy to help.

Bach was in darkness, so he knew the horrors of darkness better than anyone.

"So I'm honored now, could you have a meal?"

"Of course, you decide where and when. I'll ask for this meal."

"Just today, Marina, I've booked a box."

Bach's heart was a little heavy, and the other party apparently had settled on him.

Otherwise, how can I book a box in advance at Marina Restaurant?

Bach has been to Marina's restaurant more than once, and he knows the rules are great there.

You need to make an appointment at least a few days in advance.

And he didn't know where he got the barrister.

In this country, you can oppose anyone, even if you are the president.

But don't provoke two kinds of people. One is a journalist. They are uncrowned kings.

The other is a lawyer. They are hooligans, rogues, villains.

Even the real gangsters ... do not want to provoke lawyers.

They waved the big sticks of law and turned over the lambs.

He wanted to figure out what the female lawyer was going to do.

The opponent's goal must not be him.

If the other person's goal is him, then he is not called.

Instead, he was sent directly to prison.

Bach was so unconvinced that a man in control of a law firm rubbed his wrist.

After all, he has too many black spots.

Some black spots are even fatal.

Against an entire law firm, it may well be worth noting freedom and valuable life.

So just after a wave at the beginning, Bach admits decisively.

Recognition is not a shame.

Rather than being bent is not suitable for mixing in this society, or even for living.

Bach glanced at Tiger in the living room and turned silently away.