Monkey Sun Is My Younger Brother

At this moment, Dominic panicked a lot.

What's going on with Nima?

He knows exactly what the Rennes gang is.

Even if he was given the courage, he would not dare to confront the Ren Gang.

I just cheated them out of ten thousand dollars.

There is no need for such a big battle, right?

Dominic knew where the bottom line of the Lane gang was.

So all along, he has been very careful dealing with them.

Besides, I am not completely lying.

I also found them a top cylinder.

In any case, you shouldn't round yourself up like this.

He didn't rob Ryan's wife, nor did he sleep with his daughter.

However, there are still many ways for Dominic to escape from New York.

After all, even the police cannot completely block traffic in a city.

Not to mention gangsters.

Dominique himself drives a racing car.

He knows the transportation hub of the whole city very well, how to leave a city without the eyes and ears of others.

Even though he was rounded up by the gang, he still easily left New York.

...

ten days later—

"Boss..."

"Dominic has completely disappeared." Mustache looked at Ren in fear.

"Where is the person I want you to find? They are professional killers, they should be able to kill that bastard, right?" Ren asked.

"Boss...they...they...are outside right now..."

"Have they come yet?"

Mustache nodded,

His face became more and more frightened: "To be precise, he was sent back by that person."

"What's the meaning?"

"They were in New York the day before yesterday and started to move."

"Then why was he sent back by that person?"

"They were made into sashimi by that person." Mustache suddenly covered his mouth, resisting the urge to feel disgusted.

Ren's expression was completely dull.

He finally understood why Mustache always had that expression on his stomach.

"Damn it, damn it..." Ren was furious and turned his head to stare at the mustache: "It's all you! It's all you... If it wasn't for you, how could I have provoked that bastard."

Ren rushed to Mustache and punched and kicked him.

Perhaps it was too much movement, pulling his severed left hand, causing him to grin his teeth in pain.

The injury to his left hand was diagnosed, and the bones of the hand were completely shattered, like flour.

There is absolutely no possibility of a cure.

Mustache curled up on the ground, not daring to move.

Let Ren beat and scold.

Jin Si came to Ren's house that day.

Killed half of his men.

At the same time, he left half of it.

But he only gave Rennes fifteen days.

Within fifteen days, Dominique must be caught, and must be alive.

If it is not done within fifteen days, then Jinsi will come and take away the remaining half of Rennes.

Now there are two ways in front of Ren, run away or kill Jinsi.

He was reluctant to part with the career he had worked so hard for half his life.

How could he just throw away the business empire he had built up with great difficulty.

But he really has nothing to do with gold.

Even if you spend a lot of money to hire a professional professional killer.

In the end, it was only sent back as a sashimi.

And even if he wants to work hard now, his subordinates are not willing.

They were all scared of being killed by Jin Si.

That kind of unreasonable killing.

That person only used two pieces of equipment, and killed them without leaving a piece of armor, and the blood flowed like a river.

A gun, and a child, if Wesley counted equipment.

The man's carnage was almost impeccable.

Ren's subordinates simply don't understand how to defeat this monster.

If I had to say that that person has any shortcomings, it would be talkativeness and poor arithmetic.

Wren had 124 men, but he killed seventy of them.

...

"Jin, don't you think hiring a nanny is more suitable for you?"

"I've thought about this." Jin Si threw Wesley on the sofa, while he was slowly swinging in Old Tweck's boss chair.

"Don't just think, act, I can pay the bills, and Klose is my friend."

"I tried, but I didn't find a suitable one."

"Why can't you find it... You don't want to find someone who is young, beautiful... and willing to sleep with you?"

"Of course, otherwise, what would I do with a nanny?"

"I asked you to find a nanny for Wesley, not for you...and you are not looking for a nanny at all."

"Do not conflict."

Old Tweek was beginning to regret bringing up the question.

But it has to be mentioned, after all, Jin Si is his bodyguard.

My bodyguard carries the child to and from get off work every day, and when he is not doing business, he nurses the child every day.

If it's just that, forget it.

You must know that there are times when you go in and out of certain places.

It is necessary to be accompanied by Jin Si.

Then Jin Si attended with the child in his arms, what's going on?

I remember a few days ago, he attended a meeting of rich people.

He was having a meeting inside, while Jin Si was at the door with other people's bodyguards.

Then Jin Si and a group of bodyguards played there with Wesley.

However, the business level of Jinsi itself is no problem.

Not only is there no problem, but there are also super-level abilities in certain things.

Old Tweck felt that there was still value and necessity for the Golden Temple to exist.

But apart from business, Jinsi can be described as scum from its style to its personality.

Spending money lavishly, harassing women in the company, and beating the employees of the company, almost turned the company into a mess.

"Forget it... tonight there is a company high-level party, and many rich people will also attend. It will be held on the top floor of our company. Go check the security system."

"Boss, I don't have time...I need to take care of Wesley."

Old Tweak rubbed the space between his brows and said, "I'll take care of Wesley."

"I'm a bodyguard, not a security captain."

"You and Wesley will have Christmas presents."

"I'm going right now."

In the elevator, Jin Si found a man standing next to him with a gun on his body, and he was definitely not the company's security guard.

He beat up all the security guards in the company.

So Jinsi can be sure that this person is not the company's security guard.

The man glanced at Jin Si, and he noticed that Jin Si was looking at his waist, as if he had noticed his own gun.

"Hey buddy, can you tell me who you are?"

"I'm a police officer." The man said, "This is my police officer ID."

"John McAllen." Jin Si glanced at the police officer's ID: "What's the matter?"

"My wife works here," McAllen said.

"Who is your wife? I know all the female employees in the company."

To be precise, Jinsi was slapped in the face by almost every female employee.

Jin Si is not proud of this at all.

"Holly."

"Oh, I know."

"Are you?" McAllen was also looking at Jin Si.

For a while, he didn't understand Jin Si's identity. With his policeman's eyesight, he couldn't tell who Jin Si was.

Although Jin Si was wearing a suit and leather shoes, he always smelled like a scumbag.

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