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At night, in the villa, Sean and Diane Lane, who was wearing a pilot uniform, carried out a brutal murder.

After the killing was over, Sean hugged Diane's delicate body and said with emotion: "The speed of the helicopter is still too slow. I will buy a private jet in the future to experience the feeling of traveling thousands of miles a day."

The next day, Sean sent out invitations and invited many partners to come to Newark for a banquet, including the heads of banks and companies that cooperated with X Security Company.

The purpose of coming here is to take everyone to visit the military base of X Security and see the two newly arrived Black Hawk helicopter gunships.

Especially the one with all the weapons on it.

Is this a weapon?

wrong!

It's safe!

In the future, when cash is transferred in the next few weeks, X Security Company can transport it by helicopter.

Fast speed, good safety performance, absolutely foolproof!

This is much safer than sending the money to the airport and then flying to the destination.

Didn’t you see that the last time we transferred cash in New York, we were robbed by gangsters?

As Sean expected, not only guests with invitations came, but also FBI agents.

"Don't worry, I understand. I'm not crazy. How could I use such a thing in the city?" Sean smiled and shook hands with Brown DeWitt, the head of the FBI in New Jersey. After the last donation of 200,000 US dollars, everyone's

The relationship became much closer immediately.

"You know me!"

"I am a law-abiding businessman!"

Brown DeWitt looked at Sean in disbelief. He really couldn't understand how a person could be so shameless!

Who the hell are you? Don’t you know you are an FBI?

There's just no evidence!

Of course, it is impossible to say that the $200,000 did not play any role in it.

However, Sean seemed not to notice Brown DeWitt's strange expression, and continued to say with an upright face: "Besides, New Jersey is my hometown, and I will do my best to maintain law and order here. You can definitely do this."

rest assured."

"Moreover, I am also very concerned about social security issues. If the FBI needs help in this regard, just ask!"

"It is my duty, Sean K. Rockefeller!"

"Of course, of course, I believe Mr. Sean." Brown DeWitt twitched the corners of his mouth. He was not a politician, and he really didn't have such a thick skin.

"Don't you believe me?" Sean's face was stern.

"No, no!" Brown DeWitt waved his hands quickly.

"I see, you just don't believe me." Sean snorted, not giving Brown DeWitt a chance to speak at all. He waved his hand and said: "You are just talking without proof. These days, it depends on what people say.

, it’s better to watch what people do.”

Bill walked up to Sean carrying a black leather suitcase and handed it over.

Sean took it, held the box in one hand, opened it with a click, and turned both hands so that the mouth of the box faced Brown DeWitt.

Brown DeWitt and a group of people behind him couldn't help but look inside the box. Stacks of Franklins were neatly stacked in the box, and Franklin was smiling charmingly at them.

"This..." Brown DeWitt swallowed quietly.

"There are no quiet years in the world, but there are people who carry the burden for you!" Sean said sincerely: "The strength of the United States, the tranquility of society, and the people's living and working in peace and contentment are indispensable for you fighting on the most difficult front line.

to the FBI agents."

"But you all, due to the nature of your work, cannot enjoy the honor you deserve in an open and honest manner."

"As an American, I'm deeply sorry for this!"

"I can't do much, but I will do my best. This million will be donated to the FBI New Jersey Division. I hope it can solve some of the difficulties you are encountering!"

Sean spoke impassionedly and loudly in front of many prominent people in New Jersey.

After the words were finished, Gilbert took the lead, and there was warm applause from all around.

What he said was so high-sounding.

Brown DeWitt also seemed a little excited. He took the black suitcase with both hands and kept repeating the phrase, 'There is no such thing as quiet time in the world, it's just that someone will carry the load for you.' This is so good.

It speaks to the hearts of everyone at the FBI.

Closing the suitcase with a "snap" sound, Brown-DeWitt grabbed Sean's hand and shook it hard.

Sean, what a man!

Just say this, no matter whether others believe it or not, the FBI believes it anyway!

It has absolutely nothing to do with money.

I just believe in Sean's character.

How can someone who can say such things be a bad person?

"From today on, you, Sean, are our FBI's beloved relatives and friends!" Brown DeWitt said loudly, and a group of FBI agents behind him also nodded firmly.

No one will touch you from now on, unless...

Sean was also very happy, the one million dollars was worth it.

It’s not because of the armed helicopter. X Security’s acquisition of Wuzhi will only make it lose money faster. After all, the maintenance cost of this thing is too high, and the salary of six pilots is also too high.

Sean wanted to use this reason to send 1 million to the FBI. After all, it sounded nice to say it.

As long as the FBI takes this money, then after the "Peace Hotel" opens, the FBI will have to give it some face.

The police, the police are all our own. Once the FBI is taken care of, then the Peace Hotel will be truly peaceful.

Today's banquet was a feast for both the guests and the host. Except for the FBI people who came and went in a hurry, everyone stayed up late.

At the banquet, Sean inadvertently mentioned the Peace Hotel.

Many times, most of the things said seriously are just farts.

Those things mentioned inadvertently are really the most important.

After Sean mentioned it, everyone remembered this place and roughly understood why Sean sold it for 1 million.

The security company's payment business will definitely not be able to make so much money from them!

The news is released here today, and within a few days the entire New Jersey upper class will receive the news.

The underground arena is estimated to be built in more than a month. When the underground arena starts, there will be no shortage of people to support it.

…

"Do you remember Citizens Financial Bank?" Sean called Bill over the next day and said.

"Of course, how could I not remember this bank? Even if my memory is not good, the 45 million in the container at the dock will always remind me of them." Bill said with a smile.

"The best thing is, you make an appointment with the CEO of Citizen Financial and talk to him."

"Talk to him? Talk about security services?" Bill looked at Sean with a strange expression.

"Of course, the whereabouts of the 4,500 they were robbed by a group of gangsters last time are still unknown. It is really a pity. As a security company, we can provide them with better services, right? With our X Security Company,

Their bank will never be robbed again." After Sean said this, he couldn't help laughing.

"Well, indeed, at least no one will snatch what they are protecting." Bill said with a laugh.

A strange smile appeared on Sean's face, "That's not necessarily true."

"No, you're not going to take action against Citizens Financial Bank, are you?" Bill looked at Sean in shock.

"I'm not, I don't have it, don't talk nonsense." Sean waved his hand, "I'm talking about other people, such as drug addiction and anti-narcotics at the same time."

Bill looked sideways at Sean, always feeling that things were not that simple.