Chapter 45: 800 million!

　　The matter is over, cursing is useless.
　　The city government must find a way to block it. As for Martin Jesse and government officials...
　　 A cold light flashed in Falcone's eyes.
　　 It's okay for them to shut up. If they dare to testify in court and be a taint witness, Falcone doesn't mind letting the Arabs under him act. In these years, as long as it has anything to do with the Middle East, it is a terrorist attack.
　　 "Master! Something happened."
　　 The butler hurried in and said nervously, "The presidents of the major newspapers called one after another, saying that there is something to deal with and they can't come."
　　 "Anyone is coming?"
　　 The hoarse voice reverberated in the room, like sawn wood rubbing the floor. The housekeeper was afraid to take the conversation and quickly lowered his head.
"good very good!"
　　 Falcone laughed loudly, "The mouse hiding behind finally shows its head."
　　 "Go and call Witty over."
　　 The butler nodded slightly and turned to leave.
After a while, Johnny Witty walked in. Behind him was a brown-haired woman with a large skeleton wearing a professional skirt. The woman's name was Sofia Falcone, Falcone’s daughter and assistant, who was mainly responsible for the underground The bank is operated by the famous black spider of the Falcone family.
　　 Falcone was not happy when he saw his daughter. Instead, his brows frowned. A haze flashed in his eyes. He didn't ask his daughter why he was here, but just looked at his nephew Johnny Witty.
　　 "The honor of the family needs to be maintained with blood, Witty, find the presidents of major newspapers, and ask them for me, how brave they are to refuse Falcone's invitation."
　　 Johnny Witty showed a bloodthirsty smile, like a viper attacking,
　　 "They will regret it."
　　 Before the words fell, people left. There were noisy voices and a few ghostly laughs outside the door. Obviously, Johnny was arranging for another sabotage operation.
　　 Sophia curled her lips vaguely, a trace of sarcasm flashed in her eyes.
　　 After sending off his nephew, Falcone’s hard face became a little softer.
　　 "Sophia, what can you do with me?"
　　 "There is a problem with our account...1.63 billion euros missing!"
　　 hiss! !
　　Falcone’s pupils contracted, and he felt that his heart was hit by a heavy hammer, and his cheeks became abnormally rosy. It took a while to calm down.
　　 "Who did it?"
　　 "Domic Sidney."
　　 "How did you know it was him?"
　　 Sophia said blankly, "There are only two people in the entire Falcone family who have the ability to do this: me, Sidney, it's not me or him."
　　 The voice fell, and the atmosphere suddenly fell silent.
　　 Falco looked at his daughter intently, his sharp eyes seemed to pierce someone through.
　　 Sophia stood still on the spot, although the hand behind him kept trembling, his eyes didn't seem to flinch.
　　 After dozens of seconds, Falcone looked back, showing a little fatigue on his face.
　　 "Leaving Gotham, not allowed to return within two years."
　　 Sophia glanced at his father and left without looking back.
　　 At the same time, in the underground warehouse of Metropolitan West.
　　 The harvested Luke leaned on the sofa, holding red wine in his left hand and cigar in his right hand, his smile couldn't hide.
　　 800 million euros, about 900 million US dollars!
　　 That's it.
　　 The world is so beautiful, and the beauty wants to be a hit.
　　 I don't know what Emily is doing, no, the little idiot has action at night, so it's inappropriate to go at this time.
　　 How about Ivan Donald?
　　 Thinking of the heavy baggage, Luke's mind floated with it.
　　 "Mr. Xiao." Sidney gasped and pleaded, "You promised me..."
　　 "Don't worry, what I promised you will never be forgotten."
　　 Luke opened the notebook, entered the account and the amount, and as the Enter key fell, Sidney's pale face finally had a smile.
　　 "Twenty million dollars have been transferred to your son's account, enough for them to live in Norway for a lifetime."
　　 "Mr. Sidney, you should say thank you. If you change to someone else, none of your family will survive."
　　 Sidney was silent, although he didn't want to admit that it was true.
　　 This young man is cruel and deep-hearted. He is a full-fledged villain. Only being a man is truly admirable.
　　 Luke took a sip of red wine and continued,
　　 "With the 800 million euros, our cooperation has been successfully completed. For your full cooperation, I will give you a choice."
　　 said, took a pill from his pocket,
　　 "This medicine is an enhanced version of euthanasia, allowing people to die quietly in the ultimate joy, without feeling any pain, and even with a smile on the face after death."
　　 "It is a good choice for you now."
　　 "Of course, there is one more."
　　 Luke raised his right hand, and a faint green flame emerged from the palm of his hand. The flame was burning quietly, without temperature, only the cold deep into the soul.
　　 "Super...super human?"
　　 Sidney's eyes widened, his eyes filled with horror.
　　 Luke smiled and whispered.
　　 "Feel it, the unstoppable fear, the soul trembled, like death came to me."
"Don't worry, it will not kill you, it will only destroy your soul, erase your memory, and let you live like a fool. I will put five hundred dollars on you and send you to a strange place. What happens next depends on God’s mood."
　　 "If you are lucky, you will meet your former friends, and spend a fairly peaceful old age with your family after tossing around. You know how low the chance of this happening is, you know better than me."
　　 "More likely, you will fall into the hands of the police, FBI or gangsters~EbookFREE.me~ They will use various methods to make you speak, after all, you stole all the numbers in Falcone's account."
　　 Luke opened his hands and sent the flame and pills to him,
　　 "Two choices: die happily and live in pain."
　　 Sidney shivered, his throat moved back and forth, eyes with endless despair,
　　 "Can you... have a third option?"
　　 Luke sighed, "It's almost nine o'clock, I have to go to work, and I don't have time to spend with you. If you don't choose, I can only choose for you. Believe me, the answer I gave is definitely not what you want."
　　 Sidney closed his eyes in pain, his mind was numb, and the whole person was about to collapse. He didn't want either choice. He wanted to live, rich, wine and a woman, instead of becoming a beggar!
　　 Why does God treat me this way?
　　 thinking about it, a flash of light flashed in his mind, he suddenly raised his head and shouted,
　　 "No!"
　　 "You don't want me to die, you want me to live, all this is your conspiracy."
　　 Luke stunned and said weirdly,
　　 "What are you talking about, of course I hope you die better."
　　 "You devil, liar, you lied to me from the beginning!"
　　 Sidney stared at Luke with wide eyes,
"Only if I am alive, they will not point the finger at the black hand behind the scenes. My family and I will be your shield and take care of all the trouble for you. There are still those 20 million dollars. You have not hit my son's account at all. Come on, right?"
　　 Luke shook his head helplessly, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, grabbed his neck and gently tugged, pulling out a mass of void soul, the green flame burned the soul, until the mottled afterimage was left, he was sent back to his body.
　　 "Mr. Sidney, may God forgive you."