Chapter 961

"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've had enough of you pointing fingers at us and giving orders to us from above. I want you to know what respect is!"

At last, he roared, "respect! Understand!?"

Veneto pulled out his. 357 caliber customized golden sand eagle from his waist and put the muzzle of the gun on Dan's temple.

"Do you understand?"

"Veneto! You're crazy!" Garcia was startled.

He knows the power behind Mr. D is sacred. Today, it seems that Veneto has another intention to summon his people. This guy seems to have no brain and likes to fight bravely, but his heart is no smaller than anyone.

Summoned these major suppliers and customers and directly shot a CIA agent with a strong background in front of them, which is tantamount to dragging everyone into the water and casting names together.

If we just kill Mr. D, the consequences will be obvious. The big bosses behind USA will try their best to hunt down Veneto and everyone here, which will force everyone to fight together.

Alexei's face turned whiter.

He sat next to Dan and looked at the. 357 caliber golden desert eagle, with a natural sense of fear in his heart.

If Veneto shoots, he doesn't know whether the warhead will lift Dan's spirit and shoot himself, or those hot brains will splash all over him.

It's really disgusting for a delicate playboy who has to wear high-grade Cologne when he goes out.

"Calm down, Mr. Veneto!"

He stammered, his body subconsciously retracted and tried to stay away from the position where Veneto stood, but he didn't dare to stand up. That action was too big for fear of touching Veneto. This guy was on fire. It could be seen from his red eyes that he really wanted to kill.

"Shut up! Sit down! It's none of your business!"

Veneto, who had always been polite to olexey, suddenly became angry and stared, scaring olexey back into his stomach.

"Veneto, have you considered the consequences of killing Mr. D.?" Michiko Yamamoto put down his wine glass and looked at the Mexican murderer in front of him with beautiful eyes.

"As far as I know, Mr. D is an agent with the background of the USA government. If I guess correctly, there is a mysterious organization behind him, which has enough power to control some of the government's foreign policies."

Speaking of this, the big eyes turned and fell on Dan George's face.

"Am I right, Mr. D."

"You can say so." although Dan has less blood on his face, he is still very tough. He still has to pretend to be a gentleman in front of beautiful women and can't recognize advice in front of women. He nodded: "Miss Michiko is right. I think your father and you are very rational people and know how to weigh the pros and cons."

"To tell you the truth, my father didn't tell me what he was doing here before I came. If I knew that Mr. Veneto was so angry today, I think I would choose another good day to visit."

Michiko Yamamoto sighed and said, "now, we are all dragged into the water by Mr. Veneto. We are all on the same boat. If you die here and are killed by Mr. Veneto, I believe he can control the news inside without leaking any information."

As he spoke, he glanced at Veneto.

Then continue: "The intelligence and information received from outside may be like this - we Yakuza and Russian Mafia, Mr. Garcia's lendman group and Mr. Veneto have planned to eliminate the interests of Mr. D and the forces behind Mr. D in central and South America. In this way, Mr. D's big boss will send people to encircle and hunt us down. In order to protect ourselves, we can only stick together."

She smiled and looked at Veneto. "That's right?"

"Miss Michiko is very intelligent. When you finish your business, I will keep you for a few more days," said Veneto.

"Veneto! I'm not going to wade in this muddy water with you! You must be crazy. It's not easy for us to get on the line with the CIA. What's wrong? We can bear one or two losses, that's 20 tons of goods!? I'll send it back to you right away! As the main supplier of goods, I won't pursue it. You're a fart!"

"Sure enough, there are still rational people." Dan glanced gratefully at Garcia and Michiko.

He knew that these people were smart people and didn't want to do so.

"I won't attend this party. Sorry, I have to go." Garcia first stood up and turned to go.

"Wait!" cried Veneto sharply.

"What? You want to do it to me!?" Garcia's eyes narrowed again, and his eyes became cold and sharp again. He looked around and sneered: "today is on your territory, but I tell you, Veneto, if you dare to kill me, the lendman group will chase you at all costs. It's not good for you and me."

"Garcia, you donkey!"

Veneto suddenly scolded, left Dan George's temple at gunpoint and pointed at Garcia.

The bodyguards behind Garcia leaned forward one after another, and their hands touched their waist.

Behind these bodyguards, the M16 automatic rifle in the hands of the members of the seta group slowly raised the muzzle.

The atmosphere became very strange and tense again.

"Do you know why I call you a donkey?" Veneto raised an index finger and nodded on his temple "If you have a little brain, you will understand that I did it for the benefit of everyone! Tell you, you think I'm just unhappy about the $3 billion? For the 20 tons of cocaine? Tell you, it's not! What I'm most unhappy and worried about is that these damn bureaucrats will betray us at last!"

Garcia's muscles under his eyes jumped slightly. He didn't speak, but cast an inquiring look.

"Think about it carefully. Over the years, he asked us to use our accounts to make money from some unidentified organizations. Why, haven't you thought about it? I sent someone to check those organizations. They are subversive underground KB organizations. Although we are drug traffickers, we don't want to get involved in International disputes! We just want to make money!"

"Do you know why they do this? Do you think no one can wash the money for them with his ability and power behind him? Can no one remit money for them? You're wrong. These are small things for them. The only purpose they do this is to keep their hands clean. These bureaucrats like to be strict in front of people and sneak behind their backs, but he We cherish our feathers. We are Gunners for them. "

"Do you know the nature of the organization I remitted money for them this time? It is a subversive organization dedicated to a large country in East Asia. Because of this remittance, an accountant who specially helped me manage my offshore account suddenly disappeared some time ago and disappeared inexplicably. Like the air, you don't understand? Who can do this? It is the intelligence agency and Secret operations, they've got an eye on us. "

"Do you think if something happens, he --"

Veneto put the muzzle of the gun against Dan's head again.

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