Big Dream Chase

When O'Neill and Lian Ming met for the first time, they almost broke up.

In fact, the two had long been at swords and swords, but due to the dignity of their respective gentlemen, they did not explode.

O'Neill, nearly 40 years old.Blonde hair and blue eyes, with a very imposing beard.Even at home, he was wearing a dark green marching uniform, no different from a mercenary, and he didn't look like a mafia boss.

He hurried back to the villa, and Lian Ming was sitting at the end of the long reception table.The butler poured whiskey for the two of them, and O'Neill lowered his head without saying a word, crunching the ice cubes with his teeth.

Lian Ming fiddled with his mobile phone, and after about two or three minutes, he reported his home.

"I know you, even," O'Neill said with ice in his mouth, his burly body blocked part of the light source, and the shadow pressed against the table, "but I don't have much time, and I believe you don't want to waste it either."

Lian Ming smiled: "Yes, Mr. O'Neill, I would like to ask first, what is your satisfaction price?"

This time, in order to form a new force, O'Neill needs a lot of arms.Originally, the exchange was based on the market price, but now the Lian family has other demands, so they had to renegotiate.

O'Neill put down the wine glass, pinched his five fingers on the rim and spun it: "Let me lift it?"

Lian Ming raised his eyebrows, obviously feeling that the visitor was not kind.

O'Neill touched his chin, and said no nonsense: "The same quantity, the price is half. And in the next two years, the goods provided, such as arms, drugs, etc., will be calculated at 90.00% of the price. I can match you up Kali, but in the future, I will share the goods you provide him. Whether it is gold bars or hard goods, it is up to you to choose."

After O'Neill finished speaking, he raised his chin and waited for the housekeeper to change his clothes.After changing his coat and putting on comfortable home clothes, O'Neill drew a gun from his waist and threw it on the table.

Tough stance.

Lian Ming's eyelids twitched, this is a fucking lion's mouth.Not to mention that the price of this shipment is halved, tens of millions of dollars will be directly discounted, and the next two years will be settled at a [-]% discount. Where the hell does this come from?Everyone earns their money with their heads in their hands. Even the family has been in the underworld for many years, and has never met such an unreasonable person.

He took a deep breath: "O'Neal, are you kidding me?"

O'Neill was not surprised by Lian Ming's answer, this request was indeed too difficult.But now he is in a hurry to expand his power, and the gold bars he smashed in in many places are countless.If the guns, ammunition, and ammunition are not paid for, O'Neill's future career will not be easy.

"Lian, you are a smart person. I have already inquired about your negotiation level from other people. It is very good for young people to have you like this."

Lian Ming was too lazy to listen to his so-called praise, the more sure he was, the more shameless his next words would be.

He stared at O'Neill sullenly, without speaking.

Sure enough, O'Neill picked up a handkerchief from one side and carefully wiped his gun.

"But you'd better think about it, Lian. It's a small thing to lose my order. Calico represents the entire Middle East, where wars are raging every year, and the rebels and government forces are fighting fiercely. These troops The demand for fire is greater, and the profit margin is immeasurable, young man, I believe you can figure it out."

Lian Ming narrowed his eyes and sneered.He is going to decide on the supply of goods in the Middle East. If he doesn't win Cali, he won't be able to deal with Lian Yufeng later.But there is no reason to let O'Neill ride on his head to act wildly. The family has been passed down for several generations, and the century-old family tradition is "renowned" at home and abroad.

"What if I don't agree, O'Neal." Lian Ming didn't bother to pretend, and directly showed his fangs.He leaned back on the chair, even omitting the basic word Mr.

"If you can't go this way, the Lianjia University can find another way. Although it will take a little detour and waste some time. But I believe that as long as I dare to think, there is nothing I can't do. What is Mr. Carley trying to do? It's nothing more than a good word, if I cross your hurdle and talk to him directly. Give him the benefits that originally belonged to you, do you think Mr. Carley will refuse? O'Neill."

Lian Ming's British pronunciation is quite pure. If you don't look at the person, it is easy to be misunderstood as a British gentleman just by his voice.He obviously lived in the United States in the early years, so he has cultivated a British style.

O'Neill stared at Lian Ming with fierce and sharp eyes like a tiger. Since he finished speaking, there was a strange silence in the living room.

O'Neill suddenly aimed his polished gun at Lianming: "If you go past me and go directly to Cali, do you think you can go back alive?"

Lian Ming faced the muzzle of the gun fearlessly, without flinching in the slightest.But his hands clasped on his knees visibly tightened, and then he straightened his spine unnaturally: "O'Neill, you won't."

"Killing me won't do any good, you will only form a sworn feud with the Lian family. I am the only son of the Lian family. If you really want to rise again in Europe, you should win me over."

"After all, Lianjia not only has a good source of goods, but also has contacts all over the world."

O'Neill looked at him with his head tilted, and two strange laughs came out of his throat.The muzzle of the gun was still locked between Lian Ming's eyebrows: "Lian, you are very smart. But don't forget that this is my territory, and you, dead people can't speak."

"Living people are qualified to guide public opinion and the truth."

"O'Neal, I advise you to think again," Lian Ming said, "Why don't we take a step back..."

O'Neal interrupted him suddenly: "Even, you don't have to make any concessions. As long as you promise Mr. Carley one thing."

What's the matter with Kanari?Now that the Lian family has no contact with Cali at all, what is there to promise?

Lian Ming raised his eyelids and stared at O'Neill to see what tricks he could pull off.

"What do you think."

"Mr. Carley has loved collecting antiques in his life. Many people don't know oil paintings, porcelains, calligraphy and paintings by famous masters," said O'Neill, with a sinister smile, "but there is another collection, and his love for it completely overrides it. More than antiques. Want to know what it is?"

"Do you still need to close the door? O'Neill, there is no such link in the negotiation."

"Young man, it's not fun." O'Neill smiled with the corners of his mouth pulled, "Mr. Carley... crazy about collecting human body specimens. Such as beautiful eyes, hands, feet, lips and so on. European and American boys can be seen everywhere, beautiful Asian boys Not much."

"Pause," Lian Ming felt chills and disgusted, "He wants to keep me? Does he dare?"

"Of course it can't be you!"

O'Neal laughed, his blond hair glinting in the light.

"Lian, it is said that you have a Chinese boyfriend."

There was a continuous beep, as if his chest was suddenly grabbed by huge claws.He lowered his head slowly, looked at the table in a daze for a moment, then raised his head again.He narrowed his eyes slightly, and clenched his hands on his knees.

Su Muyu is his reverse scale, O'Neill not only touched it, but also fucking tried to remove it? !

"O'Neill, tell Mr. Carley that this business is over."

Lian Ming paused word by word.

"Even if the family is willing to lose hundreds of millions of orders, it is impossible to give him my lover."

The word "my love" surprised O'Neill. He raised his eyebrows and remained silent for a while.He seemed to be pondering the credibility of Lian Ming's words, but judging from the livid face of the other party, he was very serious.

O'Neill spread his hands and threw the gun on the table.He shrugged: "It's not up to you, Lian. It is said that your boyfriend has been invited by Mr. Carley as a guest. He is proficient in appreciating antiques, right? This is in Carley's arms."

Lian Ming's eyes widened in disbelief, and he squeezed out a sentence from between his teeth for a long time: "You fucking stop joking."

O'Neill took out his mobile phone and gestured to him a few times. If you don't believe me, try it yourself.

Lian Ming hurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, and A Yu didn't reply to the text message he sent a few hours ago until early morning.

Too weird, too unreasonable.

He dialed the number with slightly trembling fingers, and a cold female voice replied two seconds later, indicating that the phone was turned off.

Lian Ming slowly put away the phone, and O'Neill then got himself a glass of whiskey.

"How are you thinking, Lian?"

In the blink of an eye, Lian Ming figured out the ins and outs.O'Neill was not looking for his own interests at all, and the bigger black hand behind him was obviously Cali.And whether Cali wants to give O'Neill a share of the action is their business.

Now, Lian Ming is most worried about A Yu.

Lian Ming sneered a few times, and suddenly pulled out a pistol from his waist!He pointed at O'Neill angrily, his eyes were red, and he gritted his teeth and said, "Fuck me, your mother!"

Italy, a manor somewhere in Rome.

Su Muyu didn't know what Kali wanted, so he could only use his ability to live in the manor.

That night, Su Muyu didn't sleep well. He always felt that the boundless rose garden outside the window was a bit strange.And the occasional smell of blood in the air should not be a hallucination...?

Just as he was having nightmares in his subconscious, the door to the basement of the manor was gently pushed open.

Zhou changed his clothes, took off his bodyguard outfit, and put on a pale white coat.In the huge basement, countless large and small glass bottles and jars are filled with different human body parts.

There are male genitalia and female breasts... There are no arty calligraphy and paintings on the walls, but human specimens.I don't know how it was processed, but the parts in the exhibition frame are as smooth as ever, as if they have just been removed from the human body.

Here is a huge laboratory and exhibition hall, and the previously weird Kali is standing in front of a closed glass cylinder and staring.

The glass cylinder is filled with a green liquid, and the light emits from the bottom.There is a naked Asian boy inside!The facial features are very beautiful, quiet and elegant.

When Cali heard the footsteps, he raised his head, with a greedy look in his eyes: "Zhou, this child is not as beautiful as Mr. Su."

"No."

Zhou stood behind him.

"Well, I think so too," Cali said. "When I met Mr. Sue today, I thought this was the best place for him. He's too beautiful to wither forever."

Zhou hesitated for two seconds: "...Yes."

Cali laughed a few times: "Get this child out and throw it away, it's time to welcome the next owner here."

"Su is perfect, he is the best specimen I have ever seen."

The sea of ​​roses in the back garden is surging with red waves.

The moon slowly hid in the sky.