America's Big Hero

Politics, the art of compromise.

One side charges, one side finishes, perfect!

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"The investigation is clear." Armstrong found Sean with a bunch of information. "As expected, Bertram Bain really did something tricky. He arranged for someone to set fire there."

"A small gang that secretly helped Bertram Bain do a lot of things over the years."

"But the small gang itself doesn't know who they are working for. Bertram is very covert."

Chapter 283: I Was Shocked

It was the same restaurant last time, where Bertram Bain was having lunch with another shareholder.

"These people really made a fuss too much. They actually caused an explosion in the city of Los Angeles." Bertram Bain lowered his head and said casually while eating.

The person next to him glanced at him, "You are ready to promise Sean."

"Heh, heh." Bertram Bain laughed dryly, some things are not good to say in the company.

The purpose of choosing it during the meal is to allow other shareholders to give themselves a step down.

In fact, the company is already looking for new locations.

Of course, the external statement must be to expand the selection target and be prepared.

"Did he not call you again?"

"No!" Bertram Baine smacked his mouth.

"Don't worry too much about Sean's matter. I've also consulted with a consulting firm recently." Another shareholder put down his knife and fork and said, "According to the detailed information from there, I found that this guy is still doing things properly. "

Bertram Bain looked up and looked at Andy Milton in astonishment, with a sentence clearly written in his eyes, brother, what are you blind.

How the hell did he blow up the Irishman's hotel with a ton of dynamite?

Do you have any misunderstanding about propriety?

"Don't look at me like that, I know what he's done, but, that's an Irish Mafia property, unlike us, he couldn't, wouldn't dare use that against us, it's not the 19th century, it's not Chicago." Andy Milton said affirmatively.

Bertram Bain opened his mouth and didn't know what to say for a moment, but they were indeed different from the Irish.

He breathed a sigh of relief and felt a little ashamed at the same time, but he was really scared when he saw that scene on TV yesterday.

It was really scary enough.

Submachine guns, grenades, and even Gatling appeared, and finally the entire hotel was blown up to the sky.

According to inside information, he learned that nearly a hundred people died inside.

If we add the 20 people who were attacked the night before, there are more than 100 people.

As someone who also rejected Sean, more than 100 people were killed there in just one day.

This is no longer killing chickens and scaring monkeys.

This is killing tigers and scaring chickens...

He really empathizes, and the whole person is not well.

"I'm not afraid." Bertram Bain swallowed, and forced a tough look on his face, "I just think the city government is too weak, and the Los Angeles police are too weak. Such a bad thing happened , no action was taken.”

"Huh, a bunch of trash who are just wasting taxpayers' money!"

Andy Milton wanted to laugh, this guy still has such a good face.

"In the future, we can take the initiative to talk to Sean, um, talk about cooperation." Andy Milton decided to use a face-saving statement.

"Hmph, you, you go, I don't want to see that arrogant guy." Bertram glanced over.

……

It's just that in many cases, the more you don't want to happen, the more it will happen.

While they were talking, there was a sudden noise outside, and the two of them frowned slightly and stopped talking.

Bertram's two bodyguards looked at Sean and the group of bodyguards approaching with extremely ugly expressions.

Last time, it was these people who made them lose face and were reprimanded by the boss.

This time, no matter what!

The two looked at each other, and stared at Torre, who was walking in the front, who was nearly two meters tall, and opened his mouth to curse.

"Stop!"

"Stand there!"

"Fake!"

"I am going to kill you!"

Being scolded like this, Torre's face sank, and then he showed a ferocious look, just when he was about to rush up and teach the two guys...

The two suddenly turned around to face each other, and one of them punched the opposite person hard in the face.

The man didn't show weakness, and punched back hard, giving the opponent a black eye.

Torrey: "..."

Sean: "..."

These two people must be sick, why did they suddenly start doing it?

The two wrestled fiercely together, it was obvious that they were not acting, their faces were bruised and purple.

Sean and the others stood in place in 'scare', not daring to move, with horror written all over their faces, I've never seen this scene before.

Is this a brand new welcome?

I couldn't read it, but I was blown away!

The two of them stopped after a few hard fights, stood against the wall, crouched down with their heads in their arms,

How proficient is this move...

Sean and the others looked at each other, as if they understood something.

This is because I know I can't stop it, but I don't want to appear too incompetent, so I hit each other a few times, showing that I did my best.

This feels like preparation in advance.

Damn it, he's a werewolf, and he really does it to himself.

Of course, if the two really did their best to stop them, Torre and the others would only attack harder.

Walking past the two, Sean reached out and patted the shoulders of the two, with admiration written all over his face, "You two are bodyguards, what a shame!"

At this moment, Torre had already opened the door, and Sean stepped in.

In fact, Bertram Bain's heart beat wildly when he heard the sound of fighting outside, and he always felt that this scene seemed familiar.

Well, Sean really showed up again.

Only this time, Bertram Bain knew Sean, so there was no need for him to introduce himself.

Sean pulled out the chair and sat down on his own, "Mr. Bertram, you really love this restaurant. You come to eat at noon every day as long as you are in the company."

"You spy on me?"

"It doesn't need to be so troublesome. You are a famous person in this area. Who doesn't know you? It only takes a little time and a little knife music to find out. This is not information that needs to be kept secret."

"Serious people don't ask about these things." Bertram Bain said with a straight face, and Andy Milton next to him quickly scolded him.

Brother, what time is it, can we not be stubborn?

"Hahaha, Mr. Sean, let's try it together. It's not unreasonable for Bertram to like to eat here. The dishes here are very good." Andy Milton quickly smoothed things over.

"Just try it, but Bertram, your two bodyguards are good." Sean praised with a smile.

Bertram was taken aback, looking at the smile on Sean's face, he always felt that something was wrong.

"Okay, okay, Mr. Sean is here today to talk about the land. We have discussed it and hope to cooperate with Mr. Sean in business." Andy Milton said with a light cough.

"There's no rush, I'm here today to tell a story to Mr. Bertram." Sean said mysteriously.

The two of them were taken aback, we've seen talking and jumping before, but you're not jumping anymore, are you taking off?

"Once upon a time, there were two children who were neighbors. They played together since they were young, grew up, went to elementary school together, went to school at noon, went to school together every morning, and left school together at night. They were very good friends."

Sean didn't care whether the expressions of the two were weird or not, he just said to himself: "It's just that people are different after all. No matter how inseparable they were when they were young, when they grew up, they found that they were on different paths. the way."

"After graduating from middle school, one was admitted to a prestigious school, but was not admitted to a community college, and the family of the one who went to college also moved away, and the contact gradually became less, but the relationship between the two remained the same."

"This person who went to college entered the workplace after graduation. Because of his outstanding ability, he gradually gained appreciation, climbed up step by step, and finally became the confidant of a certain billionaire."

"Man, no matter how rich he is, there are always some things that are inconvenient to do, and someone must do them for him."

Speaking of this, Bertram and Andy also roughly understood that Sean was one of the two people he was talking about.

It's just... What does this have to do with today's matter, thinking, Andy looked at Bertram out of the corner of his eye, and found that the corner of his mouth was twitching.

Andy's heart skipped a beat, it's broken!

"This confidant thought of his childhood playmate. Since he was in college, the two hadn't seen each other a few times. In his current company and social circle, no one knew his relationship with his childhood neighbor. "

"And after that neighbor failed to enter the university, he gradually became like those low-level people, living on the streets and participating in some criminal activities."

"The confidant secretly found the neighbor. Relying on the most innocent friendship in childhood, the two trusted each other and hit it off. Gradually, the life of the neighbor also got on the right track and became better."

"In order to prevent being discovered, this confidant has almost completely cut off the superficial contact." As he said, Sean clapped his hands, his face full of approval, "Mr. Bertram, I can see, you All of them have special skills.”

"They are all high-end talents, this method is professional!"

"It's really hard to find out if it's another person."

Sean didn't mention that he arranged for people to set fire in a specific area, but they have been investigated to this point, how could it be hidden.

"It's impossible, what are you, what are you..." Bertram's face was pale, and beads of sweat appeared on his forehead.

Before, his confidence was that he was different from the Irish, and Sean didn't dare to use those tough methods to deal with him, but now...

"It's actually not difficult for me." Sean looked at Bertram with a smile, "No one understands crime better than me!"

"It's just the rest of my game. No one knows better than me how many tricks and how many ways to hide."

"People, I have already controlled them."

Bertram leaned back in the chair with a dejected expression, he shouldn't, he was too fucking unlucky.

A big capitalist, who doesn't have a subordinate who does dirty work, but, why did he let himself meet Sean.

He didn't think there was any problem with setting someone on fire.

They didn't kill anyone, and they were compensated afterwards, so those people earned more.

It's not my fault, it's luck.

"I'll give up the plot," Bertram whispered.

"NO, NO, NO!" Sean waved his hand, "This place is actually a little smaller than what I wanted, and it needs to be expanded a little bit. Someone will contact Mr. Bertram to get them all sorted out, I hope What I saw was a complete and clean plot."

"I'm the one who's most afraid of trouble."

Saying that, Xiao En smiled and stood up, nodded to the two of them, turned and left the box.

Inside the box, the atmosphere was eerily quiet.

Andy Milton looked at Bertram. He didn't say something, but he had doubts before.

It's just that it's really too troublesome for this kind of thing to be caught.

"Los Angeles Well-known Billionaire Deliberately Sets Houses on Fire"

Just thinking about it, if the news was reported by Sean's media company, Andy would feel dizzy.

I'm afraid the company will go bankrupt.

The bigger the company, the less likely it is to do those shitty things.

Many companies in the United States, and even the world's top [-] companies, will also compromise with local local snakes in some places.

They will not put on the airs of the top [-], and they are not willing to give up any benefits.

It's not that they are afraid of these local snakes, but that companies such as competitors have mastered black materials.