Chapter 137: Angels are also a sight to see money

On the edge of an artificial lake in Brooklyn, rows of spacious villas are lined up. Here are the best villas in the entire Brooklyn area and environment. The best security force, each guard is a retired soldier from the special forces, fully militarized, and guarded like a railroad. The fastest police dispatch speed. Once the alarm goes off, the police station will be able to dispatch more than 100 police officers to the scene within five minutes.
Business predators, politicians, gangsters, cultural and entertainment giants, etc., people who can live here are either rich or expensive. They are either expensive or highly powerful. In short, none of them are ordinary people.
Duke landed in the villa belonging to Bout from the sky. Two pit bulls lying in the kennel in the yard saw Duke, the stranger, immediately became fierce, broke away the dog chain around his neck, and roared wildly. Come here. The saliva dripped down the yellow fangs, with an indomitable momentum, as if to tear this thief into pieces.
Duke glanced at the past casually, and inadvertently, the huge killing intent that fought in more than a dozen worlds went straight into the sky. The bone-chilling chill extinguished the anger and bloodthirsty, and the two pit dogs wailed and wailed, fled back to the kennel, lying together shivering.
"Hey, who are you?"
The previous barking of the Pitbull attracted two guards on patrol. They spotted Duke, the uninvited guest, pulled out the gun on the waist, opened the safety, and aimed at Duke's head.
"Let me see, which brave thief is...Wow, an Asian boy, tell me how you got in here?"
"Boy, squat on the ground with your hands in your hands. This is not a good place for exploration. You know, even if you are a poor person, you won't be supervised here." The two guards saw that Duke's shirt was a stall at a glance. Goods, obviously he is not a resident here, because no one here will wear shirts less than one thousand dollars.
Duke remained unmoved, staring at the two tall white men, a seemingly fragile mental force connected the brains of the two guards through his sight. The enormous mental power instantly took over the consciousness of the two guards, and now that Duke made them commit suicide, they would obediently do so.
"079, 080, there is movement in your place, what happened?" In the headset, the alert voice asked suspiciously.
"It's nothing, a naughty cat ran to Mr. Butt's house, two bulldogs barked twice, and it's all right." The two guards' eyes were dull, and the mechanical version replied.
"Go back and deal with the traces I left. The probe hidden in the corner and the video are all cleared. Also, you forget everything after finishing it." Duke ordered two guards with strangely twisted eyes in his eyes.
"Okay sir, there will never be any clues left to us." The two guards regained their clarity, saluted and left.
The basic attributes of more than ten worlds are superimposed, and Duke's huge mental power can easily manipulate the will of ordinary people. Although it is not as exaggerated as Professor X's writing, deleting and modifying memories and obliterating the other's spirit, hypnotizing people is not a problem.
The villa was dark, and the real estate agent Bout had not yet returned home. Duke twisted the locked door and left icy footprints on the ground he walked on.
The hanging large crystal chandelier lights up, and you can see the luxurious decoration, the medieval retro style, the precious furniture, the valuable antiques, and the fur carpets on the ground. The most eye-catching thing is the row of tall wine cabinets in the corner of the living room, which contains many famous wines.
Duke opened the wine cabinet, stepped over a bottle of red wine, picked up a bottle of Irish whiskey, and poured a glass. After only one sip, it was difficult to swallow. After putting down the wine glass, I went to the kitchen and made a cup of instant coffee of unknown brand. The fragrant caffeine flooded the taste buds, driving away tired sleepiness, Duke just sat on the leather sofa, quietly waiting for Bout's arrival.
Seeing the extravagant and luxurious decoration in Bout's house, one can think of how much ill-gotten wealth the other party has collected by levying black and white, and how many families have been destroyed directly or indirectly by him.
Bout was still an unattainable mountain for him yesterday, and the opponent's power made him choose to die together, but after today, everything disappeared. Duke wanted to directly hypnotize the other party to commit suicide, but when he saw this villa, he felt that his thinking was too simple. A Bout died today, and Matt and Matt will come out tomorrow. Bout is not alone. There are many hidden characters behind him, and they are all accomplices.
"Chih--" outside the room, there was a sound of tire rubbing.
"Dear Bout, how much do you plan to invest in that sci-fi blockbuster? Can we really play the female number one and the female number two?"
"Of course, for you two sweethearts, I am willing to spend more money."
Bout walked in with two tall, bumpy blonde beauties, behind him two silent bodyguards. Bout kicked open the door amidst the blonde beauty's panting. The beastly hair was about to throw them down on the sofa. There was a war of intestines when he suddenly found that there was a stranger in the house.
"Who are you?" But with a cold face, he pulled his hand out of the blonde's collar and brought up a wave of breasts.
Duke put down the coffee cup and glanced over the bodyguard and two blonde beauties behind Bout, as if he had applied a hold technique, making them immobile, only the grunting eyes could move.
"Answer me, poor ghost, I'm asking who are you?" But before he noticed the changes around him, he pointed at Duke and yelled. Suddenly he thought of something, he laughed and said: "This is not the old York house. My son? I remember you, a high-achieving student from Harvard University. Wow, a scholar full of knowledge! What's the matter, the lawsuit has spent all the money, and the homeless want to work for me?"
Bout triumphantly took a cigar out of his arms, lit it alone, and sat opposite Duke, vomiting fog. Ma Dajindao puts Erlang's legs on his legs, holding a cigar between two fingers, which is quite instructive. It's a pity that this world is all about beauty, handsome people are handsome no matter what they do, while ugly people play golf like shoveling shit.
Obviously, Bout is such an ugly person!
"Boy, I don’t want to know how you got in, but now I don’t have time to deal with you, there are two beautiful girls waiting for me to conquer. If you want to find a job, go to my building tomorrow, I still lack a sweep The toilet. Hahaha..." Bout said, reaching out and shaking his hand to the back, and said casually: "Throw him out and break both legs by the way to make him remember. Those black-hearted capitalists, I want to complain. They, when they bought the villa, told me that this is the best place in Brooklyn, but the result? A yellow-skinned monkey can walk in in a big way..."
Before Bout said half of his words, two icy pistols were placed on the back of his head, stopping his chattering.
With cold sweat on Bout's head, he swallowed and turned his head, only to see that the two men he trusted most were holding guns. As for the two third-rate models he brought back, they were sitting next to Duke, like well-behaved cats, one lying on his shoulders like a weak bone, and the other waiting beside him with a coffee cup. .
"What are you doing? Bastard, you betrayed me. Are you looking for death?" Bout snarled in a low voice with his bloodshot eyes trembling and his fat body trembling.
"I know what your family's surname is, what your name is, and where you work. Are you really ready to collect their bodies?"
"How much did that kid give you? I pay ten times, put the gun down, and I can assume that nothing happened."
"FU-CK, bitch, bitch, slut,..."
Duke held a pen and paper, bowed his head and worked hard, hearing Bout's mouth full of slurs, and slightly dissatisfied with the two wooden bodyguards. The two bodyguards shook their spirits and slammed their rifles on Bout's mouth. With so much effort, they smashed seven or eight smoke-black teeth in the screams.
"Ah, my tooth hurts so much--"
"Help—"
"Mr. Bout, you can shout louder, maybe someone will hear your call for help." Duke continued to write without looking up. This villa was enchanted by him, and no sound could be heard, even if Bout broke his throat, no one would pay attention.
"You're not the son of old York, who are you?" Bout covered his mouth. Duke's indifference made him afraid to continue presumptuous, for fear of killing him if he was unhappy.
"If you want money, I can give it to you, as much as you want. So are the two women. I can help you get as many beauties as you want, whether it’s a big star or a supermodel, as long as you are willing to let me go. , I will get them all for you and let them wait for you in bed." In order to survive, Bout didn't care about anything else.
"Don't be nervous, Mr. Bout. I don't ask for money, and these two beauties are not interested. You can keep them for yourself. I hope you will purchase all the items on this list within a week and send them to the clinic for classification. They are neatly arranged. By the way, I heard that you have completed the real estate procedures for the clinic, can you transfer your love to me?" Duke put a list of various research equipment on the coffee table and pushed it to Bout .
"Of course I can. In addition to the clinic, I can also give you this villa. As long as you let me go, these are all yours." But when he saw that the other party was so talkative, he nodded like a chicken pecking at rice.
"After you finish this, pay a fellowship fee to my account. I believe that with your power, you can easily check my account. After all this is done, hold a press conference. You After all these bad things have been done for so many years, those people are there to help you. You should remember clearly. Pull up a list, read their names aloud at the press conference, and remember to be prepared with real evidence. By the way, this press conference The bigger the better, it's best for the whole world to know."
Duke knows Bout’s eyes and hypnotizes the other party to accept his own arrangement:
At the press conference, you confessed your crimes and wanted to change your mind and be a good person in tears, but you know that there is no chance in this life, so you do Prepared a bullet, this bullet will go through your temple from left to right. Are you right?"
Duke didn't plan to do it himself to end the other party's life~EbookFREE.me~ no him, too troublesome, but it is obviously impossible to let Bout. The cost of the death penalty in the United States is much higher than the cost of life imprisonment. The court will not easily impose the death penalty, or that the execution date of the death penalty will be delayed for a long time. Maybe Bout died in jail, and it may be more than ten years before his sentence. Then, under the watchful eyes of the mass media of the world, it is undoubtedly a good way to raise a gun and commit suicide. His death will cause countless attentions, and none of the embarrassed accomplices can escape.
"Yes, you are right...I should repent for the crime!" Bout's eyes were apathetic, as if he had lost his focus and his pupils spread.
"That's right, you can change your mind and I am proud of you. The Bible says that heaven does not accept people who die by suicide, although I don't think you are eligible to go to heaven after death, but you are not afraid of ten thousand just in case. Money can push the ghosts, and everything is possible with money... What if the messenger sees money and makes his eyes open?"
"Yes, you are right……"
"Since you have no opinion, this is the case."
Thanks for the rewards of "After the Typhoon", "Thunder Wing Slash", and "Seven Nights, TF"!
(End of this chapter)