City: Counterattack from the villain

The capital of a Nordic country.

This is a building, the tallest building in the entire capital. You can almost see the entire city from here. In this world where money is God, the air is filled with the smell of capital. The rich are God. The poor can only survive in the cracks.

The door to the roof of the top floor was kicked open by someone, and it flew out a distance of three to four meters. After drawing a series of sparks and conspicuous marks on the hard ground, he lay down on the ground, the whole body The doors are all deformed.

Immediately after him was the figure of a man, who was almost at the same angle as the door, and flew out at a distance of nearly three or four meters.

This man is white, with a fat body, and his suit is covered with dust, but it seems that the brand is very expensive, and the money is enough to allow a poor man to eat and drink for a whole year.

But the expression on the man's face at this time was very panicked, obviously with a bit of fear.

In the passage without the door leaf, a person came out, wearing a simple tactical soft shell, sweatpants, wearing a mask on his face, and his eyes were very sharp.

After he came out, he felt the strong wind on the roof of the building carefully, and then he seemed to smile and said: "Derek, it's been a long time, we are old friends, but I just want to catch up with you, so What are you nervous about?"

The man spoke with an authentic London accent, but the white man on the ground was frightened when he heard the words, and subconsciously said, "No, no, no... haven't I already given you all the money?"

The man wearing a mask smiled, squatted beside the white man, stretched out his hand and patted his face, and said with a sneer: "I remember I told you to give someone 100 million euros, not 50? Could it be Am I wrong?"

"Also, what did the press conference say? The sewage treatment plant is located in the upper reaches of the river? Is there some shit in your head? A three-year-old knows not to do this, right? Or is it that you only have the IQ of a two-year-old this year?"

Derek said subconsciously: "I, I, I... I'm going to ask someone to rectify it! Really! Go now!"

The man waved his hand and said, "I'm not interested in caring about this. Three days, three days should be enough. In these three days, if you have done everything honestly for me, I won't come to you anymore! "

"But if I hear in the future that you take revenge on the family that reported you, just wait! If any accident happens to their family, I have the right to take it as your fault! Do you understand?"

There was a trace of resentment in Derek's eyes, and the hand behind his back slowly stretched towards his waist!

There, there is a revolver!
At such a close distance, absolutely no one can escape!

Derek lowered his head and said, "I'll rectify it immediately! It can definitely be completed within three days!"

The man wearing the mask nodded and said with a smile: "Isn't it okay to do this earlier? I have traveled thousands of kilometers to come here, why bother?"

After that, he turned around and was about to leave. At this time, Derek quietly pulled out the revolver behind him, looked down, and after confirming that it could be fired, he pointed the gun directly forward!
It turned out that there was no one in front of him!

All of a sudden, the hairs all over Derek's body exploded!
Right beside him, the voice of the man in the mask came out again: "Hey, this gadget is quite unique? Show me?"

The next moment, the gun in Derek's hand disappeared.

The man in the mask was playing with the gun in his hand, and with a few simple strokes, the gun was broken into pieces.

"I still have things to do today, so I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. If this happens to me next time..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his voice suddenly became low: "I'll throw you off the building! Do you understand?"

Hearing this, Derek nodded with a pale face and said nothing.

……

After the man in the mask left the building, he returned to the nearby hotel. The hotel was very clean and there was no domestic waste at all. After he took off his mask, he let out a sigh of relief and a smile appeared on his face again.

"It seems that I still have some talent for negotiation?"

At this moment, his cell phone rang.

After glancing at the caller ID, he frowned, and then reluctantly answered the call.

"Brother, I told you not to look for me at all times. I'm not going to Africa. I haven't been back to China for a long time!"

The person on the phone was also stunned for a moment, and then said: "Luo Juemen, don't you think it's a bit too much? You asked me to help you find a job, right? This time the job is in China! The price is good talk!"

Luo Juemen, a Sanren, is at the peak of Zhuanjin, very tyrannical, and has made a lot of money running around all these years.

"What kind of big work can there be in the country? Don't do it with your hands tied!"

The person on the other side of the phone said in a deep voice: "Feng Bing introduced me to him, so I must give Feng Bing this face, you just say whether to go or not!"

Luo Juemen sighed slowly. After all, Feng Bing's identity was placed there, and there was no other way at the moment.

"Go, go! Can I go?"

After hanging up the phone, Luo Juemen immediately packed up his things, feeling a little strange.

Generally, people like Feng Bing have no contact with them at all. In the past two years, because of the supervisory committee, they have not received any business in China, so they can only come to foreign countries to develop.

In fact, the relationship between scattered people and the supervision committee may not be so good.

At this moment, Feng Bing actually introduced someone, which I have to say is very strange.

……

On almost the other side of the earth, a middle-aged man with a beard on his face put down his mobile phone, clicked his tongue, and in front of him were the information of almost all scattered people!

70.00% of the jobs these casual people received were introduced by him personally and served as guarantees!

And his other identity is also outrageous, he is actually the owner of a hotel, but this hotel is of a global chain.

No one knows his name, just his nickname, Monday.

If you call on Monday, it means you have to go to work.

Zhou Yi was very curious, what kind of existence would this person introduced by Feng Bing be? He said that he wanted to find at least [-] people, [-] strong players?A master of turning?Is this guy going to fight Shangding Town?
However, it is just a guess at the moment, and no conclusion can be drawn. I can only wait for the flight back to China tomorrow to have a look.

But according to Feng Bing, this guy himself has a few brushes.

Things are getting more and more interesting.

The next day, Luo Juemen and Monday set off at the same time, and took a flight to Longguo.

And Lin Moyuan has already made preparations.