The Strongest Arms Dealer

When leaving the Zhenbei martial arts hall, Mark Li and his younger sister followed.

Seeing Tang Dao about to get into the car, Mark gritted his teeth and said, "Mr. Tang...Thank you very much for your help, otherwise, Baoyi would be in trouble today."

With his left hand in his pocket, Tang Dao turned around, just looked at the other party and continued talking.

"But I don't know, why are you helping us?"

"Does this need a reason? I just had a whim. Besides, I think you are a talent."

Talent is a very general thing. Everyone has his advantages that others do not have. Tang Dao saw the stubbornness, self-improvement and paranoia from Mark's behavior. When he was in Faneuil Hall, the other party at least His car has been washed more than 3 times. If it were someone else, the moment he got the tip, he would be thinking about how to prepare to be lazy.

At that time, I also felt that this was a plastic talent, so I gave myself a business card.

Didn't expect it to come in handy so soon.

"Follow me." Tang Dao said straightforwardly, "It's better than hanging around here and waiting to die."

Mark Lee looked lonely. He had come from the "dark place", but now he was going back. It was impossible not to resist it in his heart, but he also discovered that in this life, you can't be alone and weak. A bully like Duan Kun also kneels directly when encountering a hard hit.

But bullying ordinary people in Chinatown is enough.

Where there are people, there are rivers and lakes.

"My foundation is not clean." Mark Lee said in a hoarse voice after being silent for a while.

"It's okay, if you follow me, you will be clean, and I will ask someone to get you a legal identity in Laomei."

He could say that in Boston!

Zhu Baoyi looked at Tang Dao in surprise in those eyes...

Is this person that powerful? Is it a big deal? She is very smart. She knows that a big shot with such status is personally recruiting, which in itself explains a lot of problems, maybe... recruiting a confidant, she looked at Mark Lee with concern, and gently pulled his sleeve, and then The reporter turned his head and patted her arm lightly.

"Baoyi, you're tired. I promised Brother Hao to let you live a good life, but I'm useless. It seems that I'm still fit to go the old way."

"Mr. Tang, I used to kill people in Southeast Asia, seven of them died." Mark Li took a deep breath and said calmly, "And I used to belong to the money printing group, and Interpol is looking for me."

It's better for him to say some things himself.

Mark Lee is very loyal, otherwise, he would not have run so far with his brother's sister.

"Interpol?" Tang Dao frowned, raised the corner of his mouth, and glanced at him, "I have a reward of 10 million dollars on my head, are you as expensive as me?"

Mark Lee's eyes widened!

10 million dollars?

Who the **** is he?

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Newton town.

Several giants of the Boston consortium gathered at Marin Locke's home, sitting around and having a light meal.

The youngest daughter, Catherine, is sitting on the side, holding a cartoon toy spoon in her hand, stuffing delicious food into her mouth, but maybe her hands are not strong enough, and she is still shaking. The wife next to her wants to help, but Catherine is still trying Shaking his little hands.

"You have to eat more, or you won't grow tall." Marin touched the little daughter's hair and said with a smile, holding her on his lap and feeding her. daddy.

Ruby Sean and the other three looked at each other, feeling a little helpless.

As cousins, Rubisian knew each other's dream: "Travel the world with the family."

Falk!

Is this a dream?

The assets of the Locke family are as high as tens of billions of dollars, and the children of the family are blooming in various industries across the United States, and some are even high-ranking federal officials. This family has the conditions, so why not travel around the world?

But in fact, people who understand naturally understand that what Marin wants is freedom!

"Cough, cough..." Lubusian covered his mouth and coughed, wanting to speak when he felt the other two bosses pointing their eyes at him.

"Is it because the soup doesn't suit your appetite?" Mrs. Locke raised her head suspiciously and asked, "Do you need me to bring you a glass of juice?"

The fat man hurriedly waved his hands, leaned back with a smirk, and his already oval belly became more obvious, "Thank you, no need, I just want to say something to Marin."

Mrs. Locke understood instantly, nodded, bent over, and said to Catherine, "Honey, shall we watch TV?"

The daughter looked up at Daddy, nodded obediently, jumped off Li from her lap, and trotted into the room.

Marin picked up the napkin on the table and wiped his mouth, then shrugged helplessly, "Is it so difficult to have a meal?"

"Hey, buddy, are you willing?" Melon Lowell, who didn't have much presence next to him, frowned, "Are we really going to pave the way for that **** Asian?"

He is very unwilling!

The Lowell family is mainly engaged in the military industry. The helicopters and artillery systems under their name sell well all over the world, and they have business dealings with almost 200 countries around the world. This family is very low-key, so people have generally heard of them There are very few people, but what is undeniable is that, perhaps, he is the strongest in the Boston consortium.

If you help The-A, of course he will be the one who contributes the most!

"Isn't this negotiated? Most of the Asians' shots are Russian-style weapons, so you can just give him a few irrelevant African and North American weapons? It doesn't conflict with you at all, and the dividends we get Are you still not satisfied with the big head belongs to you?" Marin Locke asked with a frown, and paused, "You still want to trouble him?"

"Of course not." Jack Kennedy took the words and said with a wry smile, "It's just that I can't accept the distribution of benefits with us."

Slap!

Lubitian lit a cigarette, and as soon as the lighter rang, Catherine's little head popped out of the door, and said in a childish voice, "Uncle, it's so ugly, can you stop smoking? It's not good for your health." The little girl said that even though he was very thick-skinned, he couldn't take it anymore. He blushed and put out the cigar, and raised his hand, "I won't smoke any more."

"Catherine, go in, don't come out." Marin Locke raised his voice.

The little girl shrank her head and stuck out her tongue.

Marin leaned back on the chair, tapped his fingers on the table, "What are you going to do?"

"The-A's only power in North America is Charlie, we can..."

"Hehe, you want to kill him?" Marin looked at Mellon Lowell who was speaking, and folded his hands, "Charlie has expanded his bodyguard group, and there are nearly 50 people, including his wife and children, Moreover, these people are all from the security company under the name of that Asian ~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Most of them are retired special forces, and, among the bodyguards, I found that there are a few Russians, and it is not ruled out that they are from the KGB. How do you do it? to kill him?"

ah? !

KGB? !

Lubixien and others were full of fear. The fear that this organization brought to people during the Cold War was too great.

"We must not underestimate any opponent, but you underestimated the strength of that Asian in Northern Europe. Don't treat him like an ordinary rich man. If you were left in Africa, I think you would have died in the Sahara desert by now. .” Marin was not polite with a dark face, and in the end he slapped the table very seriously.

Marin was very cautious in his bones.

When he found that every clue showed a problem, the Asians, in fact, didn't believe them, so they had been on guard for a long time.

If you can't kill a snake, you will be missed by the snake.

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