The Strongest Arms Dealer

Tang Dao really didn't dare!

He is a good man, a regular businessman, and most importantly, with his status, do he need to do it himself to kill someone?

There are so many gangsters on Yingjiang's head, they are all eager for money, most of them are desperadoes smuggled from Africa, as long as they are given money, they will do anything.

Like Tang Dao, in a word, many people are willing to die for him!

No, it's for dollars.

Kurt's situation is actually not that serious, but in the general ward, the toothbrush of the black man was not long enough, and it was only a few centimeters away from piercing the other person's heart. Maybe, God made him die.

But when he saw Tang Dao coming in, Kurt was lying on the bed and glanced casually, but then his pupils suddenly widened! Then he shook the hospital bed very excitedly, and the FBI fat man and others rushed up and held him down, "Hey, buddy, what's wrong with you? Calm down."

Tang Dao stood at the door, chewing gum in his mouth, and slowly walked over. As he got closer and closer, Kurt stopped struggling, but the pupils opened wider and wider, and there was still fear in his eyes and resentment.

"Let me say a few words to my friend." Tang Dao pushed the fat man away very politely, sat on the edge of the window, and said with a smile, "Mr. Coulter, long time no see, no, it's only a few days , but this is too miserable, I asked the employee to send a bouquet of flowers last time, did you receive it?"

Kurt's face twitched slightly.

That's a white lily, and it's all about mourning? !

He was thrown directly into the trash can by someone.

"You didn't receive it, did you?" Tang Dao looked at the other person's expression, frowned, and then let go, "Don't worry, I can pull a truck for you as long as you like."

It seemed like an ordinary conversation between good friends, but only Kurt could feel the cold sweat behind it.

He was terrified and frightened, but he gritted his teeth and didn't scream. This was dignity and reason, because he lost badly last time, and the price was that he was lying here.

"Can I speak to him alone?"

Tang Dao turned his head and said to the fat man. The latter hesitated for a while. Anyway, the other party did not bring a bodyguard in. Nothing should happen, so he nodded, "There are still three minutes, sir."

"I'll be fast."

The fat man glanced at Kurt casually, and walked out of the room with a big belly.

Now it was just the two of them left in the ward.

"I was thinking, the FBI's first aid measures are not bad, and fortunately they brought you back from the death line, otherwise, I would be really sad." Tang Dao said this, which is also vigilance, for fear of where With a bug installed, he is rather timid, but as long as the other party is smart, he can still understand irony.

Going forward, pinching the corner of the other party's quilt, bending down, leaning against the other party's ear, and blowing, you can feel Kurt's hair standing on end, his facial muscles tense, and he even gritted his teeth. The voice was clearly audible, Tang Dao stared at him, laughed out loud, turned his head to one side, covered his mouth, tears seemed to burst out of laughter.

"Do you know? You look like a dead dog!" He lowered his voice and looked down at Kurt in a way that only two people could hear him. His body was consciously blocking the side. If there was a camera , also thought that the two were "kissing", Tang Dao raised the corner of his mouth, "If you want to catch me, you must take care of yourself. Don't wait until then, next time it will be at your memorial service."

Kurt stared, his eyes drooping and bloodshot, he looked hideous and terrifying, he finally couldn't bear it anymore, he opened his mouth, but his voice was very low and heavy, "Do you think you can escape the pursuit of the law like this? Impossible ! You're going to get caught sooner or later."

Those three words "impossible" were particularly thick in his mouth, like a promise.

But this kind of threat on the hospital bed is more painless to Tang Dao, he licked his lower lip, "It's a great ideal, by the way, I want to tell you..."

He leaned on Kurt's ear and whispered a few words, and the other's breathing became more and more rapid!

"You just have a good rest, I won't bother you." After finishing speaking, Tang Dao patted his hand with a smile, then got up and opened the door to go out, and saw the fat man in the corridor holding his hand. He puffed out a cigarette, while the little angel and other employees waited on the other side, and when they saw him coming out, they greeted him.

"Thank you very much. I saw that my friend recovered very well. That's all." Tang Dao nodded to the fat man, and then walked away surrounded by employees.

"Let's go in and have a look."

Another FBI member asked in a low voice, looked at the fat man, and the two looked at each other, then pushed open the door and went in. Kurt stared wide-eyed and didn't say a word, but the rapid breathing proved that he was still alive.

The fat man and the two breathed a sigh of relief, as long as it's okay.

"what?"

Suddenly, the fat man noticed something, and walked over to take a closer look. There were tears in the corner of Kurt's eyes. Is this... crying?

A senior FBI agent crying?

He didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he hurriedly asked, "Dude, what's wrong with you? Does it hurt there? Do you need to call a doctor for you?"

But Kurt didn't hear these words at all. His mind is full of what Tang Dao said to him just now.

"I'm going to make another sum of money. In Ukraine, you...you can come and catch me!"

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Tang Dao walked out of the hospital with his usual expression, and it was raining lightly outside.

Coupled with the snow that has just fallen in Boston, it looks particularly wet and cold.

"Boss, be careful." The little angel held the umbrella and slightly extended half of his hand. If the other party slipped, he would be able to support him immediately.

An extended Lincoln was parked outside. After the employee opened the door, he sat in. The interior of the car was slightly warm. He raised his head and looked outside through the window.

He deliberately told Kurt this news.

He even hoped that the FBI could investigate him, but would they dare?

Mao Xiong's territory, maybe he will die in time, but there are too many mosquitoes, and you suddenly come and say that I want to beat the mosquitoes, so don't let the mosquitoes bite you to death.

Desperadoes who rely on hairy bears to get rich, and even rogue tycoons who take advantage of it~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The FBI may be able to handle these individually, but if they are all put together, you won’t be able to eat it with Eagle Sauce So ugly.

That place was a maelstrom, and Tang Dao himself was so scared that he didn't dare to go, so he could only let the money-grubbing Ben Longfellow represent him. He just wanted to use his identity to mix up more soup.

There are people inside me, as long as I can withstand the pressure, at least my worth can rise several times!

"Boss, where are we going now?"

"Buy me a plane ticket, let's go to Las Vegas, come out for a while, we have to have fun before going back."

Tang Dao also stretched his waist, "Let's go to the Casino!"

For business matters, he only needs to be in charge of the overall situation.

Someone is always going to charge.

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