Hardcore crisis

Although Put is the underground master of several slums, this does not mean that he will live in the slums.

On the contrary, according to rumors, the place where he lives is definitely located in a wealthy area. And this rumor was indeed true. The person who escorted him drove his mother to another place, and he himself stopped in front of a suburban villa.

Just beside the brightly lit villa swimming pool, a man in his forties was playing with several blond foreign girls in the swimming pool. Standing next to him were more than a dozen bodyguards in uniforms. They obviously had pistols on their bulging waists. They looked serious. The ground looked around, seeming to be on guard.

When Avandi was escorted into the place by two strong men, he could only stand on the edge of the swimming pool and quietly watch the man and the beauties playing inside, until he felt that his legs were numb from standing, and at least four of them were After fifty minutes, the men in the swimming pool stopped playing.

Several beauties in bikinis came up first, picked up bath towels and wrapped them around the man's body. Then they sat down on both sides of the recliner obediently. They carefully peeled off the grape skins and gently stuffed them into the man's mouth.

Avandi's eyes only stayed in front of the amazing big breasts of several blonde beauties for a moment, and then he turned his eyes to the man on the recliner.

He knows this man.

This man is Put.

The underground masters of several slums are also the lackeys of high-level government officials.

A long time ago, Aiwandi saw Putt while hiding in the crowd. At that time, Putt had great power, and no matter where he went, he would be surrounded by more than a dozen strong men. But at that time, Putt, the strong men surrounding him were just those brave and fierce guys selected from the slums. They were not like what they are now, protected by professional bodyguards. It is obvious that in the past five or six years, Putt's power and wealth have greatly increased and expanded!

But it all comes from sucking the blood of the poor.

"Are you Aiwandi?"

Putt chewed the grapes handed to him by the beautiful woman, casually put his left hand on the blonde beauty's breasts and kneaded them. His triangular eyes seemed to have a plain tone, but it still gave people a chilling feeling of horror.

"I'm Ayvandi."

In this case, Aiwandi did not have the courage to refute. Whether it was his family or his own life, it was now in Putt's hands.

"very good."

Put's eyes narrowed slightly, "Do you know how much you owe me?"

"..."

Avandi didn't want to admit the debt of one hundred thousand dollars at all, but if he said that he didn't owe you Putt money, then the result could be imagined, and he would have to remain silent.

"One hundred thousand dollars."

Put raised his finger: "One hundred thousand dollars! This is not a small amount of money... Look around, do you know how much I spent on this villa?"

He stared at Aiwandi coldly: "Two million and a half million dollars! One hundred thousand dollars can already buy one-quarter of my villa, and your father, including your whole family, can't afford it. This is a brick under my feet! You untouchables, born to be ****, dare to owe me one hundred thousand dollars and not pay back, and you dare to run away, haha, I haven't met such bold untouchables in a long time."

"That's my father...My father divorced my mother two years ago and he has nothing to do with us anymore."

Avandi gritted her teeth and tried not to raise her head to look into Putt's eyes.

"Tsk, tsk, it doesn't matter?"

Put shook his head: "You are his son, so it doesn't matter if you say it doesn't matter? That's impossible. Who would we look for if we don't look for you?"

"Okay, then I'll pay you back. I can only pay you four thousand dollars a month."

Avandi knew it was impossible to simply leave, so she could only grit her teeth and say.

"Haha, young man, your $4,000 a month is not enough for my $100,000 in interest."

"...I only have this ability. It's useless for you to force me."

"I know, of course I know."

Put stood up suddenly and snapped his fingers. Someone immediately knelt down next to him, took out a colorful dog leash, loosened the buckle and hung it around the necks of the two blonde beauties.

In this way, under Avandi's dumbfounded eyes, Putt led the two blonde beauties for a walk like two puppies. At the same time, Avandi was pushed by the person behind and had to follow Putt.

"How about it, are you interested in giving it a try?"

Put handed over the rope with a meaningful tone.

"No, I don't have to."

Avandi shook his head vigorously.

"Haha, young man, you think I'm doing this out of perversion, right? Haha, this is not what I want them to do, but they do it willingly. Isn't that right?"

His last words were to ask about the two beauties at his feet.

In Aiwandi's eyes, the beauty with a dog leash around her neck is definitely at the level of a top model just because of her appearance. Who would normally take a look at such a beauty? The bag he wears casually is Aiwandi's. You can’t afford it even after working hard for several years.

But after hearing Putt's words, such a beautiful woman obediently stretched out her soft tongue and gently licked Putt's calf, just like a puppy coquettishly inviting pleasure.

This bastard.

I couldn't tell whether I was jealous or ashamed of Putt's qualities. In short, Aiwandi felt even more disgusted with Putt.

After walking around the swimming pool, Putt's subordinate suddenly handed over his cell phone. Putt picked up the phone and said a few words, nodded, handed the dog leash to the person next to him, and looked back at Avandi. Walk towards the villa.

Of course, Avandi couldn't leave. Under the escort of the bodyguards nearby, he also approached the hall of the villa.

This time, Aiwandi didn't stand anymore. He was forced to sit down on the sofa. He just watched Putt drinking an iced drink leisurely. He didn't seem to be in any hurry to ask Aiwandi to pay back the money.

Instead of paying back the money, this guy must have another purpose.

Avandi noticed this.

After waiting for a while, Putt suddenly waved his hand, and the bodyguards around him immediately took a few steps outside and left the hall. Then a plain-looking white man in a gray T-shirt strolled in.

After the man walked in, he didn't say anything. He stood next to Putt, looked at Aiwandi carefully, and then said, "Is this him?"

"Well, it's him. I've done some research and he meets our requirements very well. Other useful candidates are not easy to use."

Putt seemed to attach great importance to this white man and nodded.

"Okay, just him." The white man said nothing more.

"Well, Mr. Aiwandi, now your opportunity has come. A good opportunity to repay all the debts you owe. If you are lucky enough, you may even make a lot of money. "

Put turned to Avandi and said these words with a smile.

Aiwandi took a breath of air and looked at the two people with obvious evil intentions, her palms were sweating: "What do you want me to do?"

"A very simple thing."

Put did not speak, but the white man next to him spoke. He spoke fluent Indonesian and stared at Aiwandi with a playful expression.

"I'm not going to beat around the bush with you, I'm just going to put it bluntly. We value your current position at Hardcore Inc, so we need you to do something for us."

"You, you are a commercial spy?"

Avandi was stunned.

"You can think so."

The white man nodded in agreement, as if he acknowledged Aiwandi's rhetorical question.

"Since you can't pay back the money, you only have two choices now. One is to follow my instructions, and the other is to let Mr. Putt deal with you. How about it? It's clear how to choose, right? And what we arranged for you to do is Everything is very simple and there will be no surprises. After you finish it, you can stay out of it and no one will know what you did."

Faced with the coercion of this strange white man, Aiwandi was silent for a long time. He really didn't want to agree to do such a thing. Once he was found out, he would not only be resigned, but would obviously be thrown into prison. . With the power of hard-core technology companies, those who dare to engage in commercial espionage will be prosecuted in court without exception.

But does he have a choice?

He is more afraid of Putt's methods than being discovered by hard-core technology companies. (To be continued ~^~)