Chapter 286： : assassinate

Tang Dao has never been a kind person.

Since he irrigated with methanol and raised the first funds, he never cared about the lives of others.

Of course, for Maozi, if you tell them that they will be poisoned if they drink this stuff, maybe they should also thank you for taking them into another world.

He just shows up where he should be when others need him.

like now...

Fang Tangjing and Wu Zhiqiang needed him, and they offered him an offer they couldn't refuse, which was the most important thing.

He picked up a photo that the other party put on the table and squinted at it.

A man with a height of only about 160 but a sturdy build and a fleshy face is coming out of the hotel. Obviously this photo was taken secretly. He is smiling with the person next to him, and there is a name underneath.

Zeng Wei!

"Solve it cleanly, and find someone with experience." Tang Dao handed it to the little angel, who took it over and looked at it, put it in the inner pocket of his suit, and nodded, "Leave it to me, that's fine."

The Umbrella Company accepts all ghosts and monsters.

Tang Dao doesn't care who the other party is. Through Cherkovsky and his internal relations in Ukraine, he hired a group of people from the former KGB and other intelligence agencies with high salaries. What kind of intelligence and assassination is this? He is definitely a top-notch expert, and he has a specialization in the art industry.

The little angel intends to entrust this task to them!

The lonely soul is roaring, and the spear from the Nordics pierces the enemy's throat in the dark.

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Washington!

Being the Pearl of Columbia, of course, is not without nightlife.

Developed countries have their own way of playing, and the drunken lantern riddles are their wildness.

The wealth surrounding the city is unimaginable.

Many organizations have established headquarters or branches here, even Daquan is no exception.

Bar Tinho!

Located on the middle side of Independence Avenue, this prime location brings in more than tens of millions of dollars in income for the big circle every day. There are really many rich people, and they are committed to building a big circle of high-end bars, and the investment is enough. It is close to 9 million US dollars. Of course, this includes the cost of the land. Calculated in this way, the price is actually very cheap. As for any other means?

That's another story.

"It looks my baby

Boys that girls with you

Yeswe\'reohesame

..."

"BlackorWhite" is playing in the bar. This is a song written and composed by American pop singer Michael Jackson and sung by American rapper .B. Neo Bar considers itself to be at the cutting edge of entertainment, and of course it is playing Tianwang's golden songs.

The hot girls in charge of the high atmosphere shook their heads on the stage, wishing they could throw all the silicone out.

At this time, Zeng Wei, the master of the big circle, was watching condescendingly in the private room. Wearing this gray shirt, with the sleeves rolled up, he could see a few strings of words written on the inside of his arm: "Loyalty, righteousness..." The back is covered, so I can't see clearly.

"Viagra, there are so many little girls here, do you need to ask some of them to come up and sing a few songs?" There was a little fat man with glasses beside him, who hooked his shoulders with each other very affectionately, said with a smile on his face, pointing Looking at the stage, "That girl is good, look at this bulging..."

But who knew that Zeng Wei frowned, waved his hands, and when he spoke, his voice was a little low-pitched, "I'm not interested in this today, Custer, you like to play by yourself."

Um?

This really stumped the little fat man. When did the evil ghost in color get better? He took his hand back with a smirk, watched the other person walk back to the sofa, rolled his eyes and put his cheeks on him, sat next to him, and gave back to Zeng Wei. Pour a glass of wine, "Brother Viagra, which **** has offended you? Do you need me to come out?"

Custer is of mixed race. His father is Chinese and his mother is Mexican. He is engaged in maritime transportation in Washington.

I don't know why I got to play with Zeng Wei, and my elder brother is older than my elder brother, and I seem to be very affectionate.

Of course Zeng Wei would not refuse to be listed on the rich second generation list, who would be **** money, the other party paid a lot of money, his current mount is an Aston Martin, which cost more than two hundred thousand dollars, and it was given by the other party.

Sometimes, pig friends and dog friends who are connected with money are also the strongest.

At least the interests of both parties are bound to a certain extent.

Especially in this **** society.

"It's okay, I'll help with the internal problems." Zeng Wei picked up the wine glass on the table and drank it down in one gulp, drinking too fast was a little bit over the top.

Custer felt very helpless when he saw the other party's tight mouth. He has had... young and Dangerous dreams since he was a child, especially after watching several "The Godfather" and "Good Guys" before, he was very curious about the existence of gangsters.

But Zeng Wei seems to have a taboo, he will tell him some stories, but he will never be brought into the big circle.

"I'm a little urgent to urinate, I'll go to the bathroom first." Zeng Wei stood up as if he was afraid that the other party would continue to question him, picked up the cigarettes on the table, put them in his pocket and walked out, but there is a bathroom in this room !

This is obviously wanting to be quiet.

Castor's eyes gradually became gloomy, and he pulled the woman next to him annoyedly, "Drink!" Whatever you drag, you're just a gangster!

The hostess was not Zeng Wei, she didn't dare to disrespect him, so she could only smile apologetically.

"Hello Master..."

"Hello Master..."

"Viagra... You haven't come to take care of me for a long time, is it rusty?"

Everyone in this bar knows people, some respect them, and some are familiar with teasing. Zeng Wei nodded with a smile.

His character is not like the boss of a party at all, he looks very peaceful, not like the one in the movie at all.

Perhaps, the ultimate gangster is also a handsome gentleman?

Walking into the bathroom, Zeng Wei had a cigarette dangling from his mouth, pulled up his trousers, took off his belt, and started to turn on the water.

The long-suffering cistern was filled with water at this time, and it was very comfortable. It was so comfortable that I couldn't help but squint my eyes and let out a long sigh.

At this time, a man wearing a bar staff uniform and a mask walked in from the outside, stood next to Zeng Wei and started to pee.

"Huh? Who told you to wear a mask when you went to work?"

The staff member turned his head around looked at Zeng Wei with both eyes, and suddenly leaned over.

"Hey! You spilled urine on my feet." Zeng Wei yelled, but before he finished speaking, he saw the other party take out a small knife and stab it at the other party's abdomen. Before he could react, It was stabbed through!

Zeng Wei still looked down with his head down in disbelief.

Is this someone trying to kill himself?

He opened his mouth, wanting to shout, but he still didn't open his mouth, and was stabbed again. This murderous knife is fast, otherwise it won't work when it sees blood.

"Cough cough cough..."

Zeng Wei started coughing up blood.

Eventually the pupils dilate.

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