Armed SWAT

Adams Hebrew habitually straightened his tie as he got out of the car.

"I didn't expect that the son of the oriental man had grown up so much, and walked the same path as his father did back then."

In the car behind him, the elderly family group director Brown Hebrew suddenly said something.

Adams remained calm, "Which Oriental?"

"Have you forgotten that person? Haha, yes, it's been so many years... that Jazy's bones have already rotted."

"..."

"No, it should be said that Deng Kaiwen is more dangerous than his father. Although Jazy refused to cooperate with us back then, he was considered a half-body member of the underworld. Today's Police Officer Deng has killed two compatriots in our family one after another. "

Brown Hebrew got out of the car and stared at Adams with a smile on his face: "We have almost turned against GA now, just like we got rid of Jazy back then...Let's get rid of Officer Deng as well."

"I don't need you to tell me." Adams said coldly, and walked into the gate of the villa without looking back.

Brown watched him leave with a smile, his face slowly turned stiff and cold.

He knew why Adams Hebrew, who had a high seniority in the family, did not live in the main house for many years, but lived alone in the suburbs hundreds of kilometers away from the urban area.

He still remembers that when the oriental man was still alive, Adams Hebrew, who was feared in the family, once knelt at the man's feet like a begging child, begging for a little love.

But in the end it was still rejected.

When that Jazy left with classified material, Adams tracked him down for years, eventually finding him in a small town in Los Angeles.Probably because of the frustration in the middle of the search process, Adams killed Jazy himself shortly after finding Jazy.

If it weren't for the timely reining in of the precipice, the young Adams? Hebrew would not have been appreciated by the elders of the family.Not long after he came back from that small town in Los Angeles, he was appointed as the CEO of the largest subsidiary company of his family, and since then he has been on a meteoric rise, unmatched by anyone.

Adams later married twice, but had no children.Maybe he still remembered the oriental man who was killed in front of his eyes, maybe he didn't.

No one knows the mind of this kind of person.

Brown? Hebrew pondered for a while, then murmured hoarsely: "It's not safe..."

The subordinates stood close to him, but did not hear his words clearly: "Sorry Mr. Brown, what did you say?"

"It's nothing." Brown paused, then smiled suddenly: "By the way, didn't Master GA Stanley's subordinates call me that day? Bring the phone, I think, we should have a good talk with Master Stanley .”

On the third floor of a famous hotel in Los Angeles, the lobby is decorated with flower balls, balloons and ribbons. The wedding guests are entering the venue with smiles on their faces. The cameras of the media outside the red carpet light up from time to time.

The marriage between the evergreen Cherki family in the political arena and the Gate family, a tycoon in the electronics industry, has attracted much attention. The groom is Regulus Cherki, who has been in the limelight recently, and the bride is Tina Gate, a high-society noble lady.Although everyone knows that this is just an exchange of interests between the two families, but a new couple standing together is still pleasing to the eye, and people have to praise the golden boy and the jade girl, they are very well matched.

In the groom's preparation room, Regulus sorted the decorative flowers in the suit pocket for the last time, and then stood up.

Behind him, the representatives of the Qierqi family were waiting solemnly, ready to face the reporters who were watching the wedding banquet in the most perfect state at any time.

At this time, a hotel waiter suddenly walked in: "Mr. Cherki! There is a gentleman outside who does not want to disclose his name. He said that he has something important to tell you in person. Do you want to see him now?"

An assistant immediately stopped him sternly: "The wedding banquet is about to begin, so we can talk about anything after meeting the reporter!"

"But..." The waiter touched the large bill tip in his pocket, wanting to try harder.

At this moment, Regulus, who had been silent all this time, spoke up: "Did he say what it was?"

"Well, he said 'Tell Mr. Cherkey I told him about it a week ago'—he said Mr. Cherkey would understand."

Regulus' expression changed, and he whispered, "It's Mitchell Landers."

The assistant asked suspiciously: "That police officer? He needs to come to you for something. The guests have already entered the venue. Can you let him..."

"No, let him in."

"Mr. Chelsea!—"

"Let him in!" Regulus turned around abruptly, and ordered the others sharply: "Everyone, get out and tell the Gate family that the wedding banquet will be postponed for 5 minutes before the official start!"

Everyone present was suspicious, but they couldn't resist Regulus Cherki's order, and quickly left one by one.

It wasn't until Regulus was the only one left in the preparation room that the door was knocked impatiently twice, and then Mitchell Landes pushed the door and entered.

"You'd better tell the truth about Kevin, or the famous western killer Spike will be dead in this room today." Before Mitchell could stand on his feet, Regulus immediately jumped like a gun Say something.

Mitchell took a breath, "I've told you everything I can say."

"Then why are you here today?"

"I need assistance. Kevin's New York GA headquarters, and Epro recently hinted at the New York underworld, wanting to put my name on the killer bounty list. If I die..."

"What do you need, man? Money? Weapons?"

"Weapons and political access." Mitchell paused before admitting, "There are some things I can't do."

Regulus nodded angrily, "Okay, okay, okay... You also know that there are some things you can't do." He lit a cigarette, took only two puffs, and impatiently put out the cigarette butt: " These requests are all right, but how can I trust you?"

"How can you trust me?!"

"I want to see Kevin." Regulus said forcefully, "I want to see with my own eyes that he is indeed alive."

Mitchell stared at him for a long while: "But you are already getting married..."

The expression on Regulus' face seemed to be punched suddenly: "So what?!"

"...well, that's not the point."

"What's the point? Mitchell Landers, you suddenly came to me a week before my wedding and told me that Deng Kaiwen was not dead, he was still alive, but he was shot in the head and lost his memory; then at my wedding Come to me 5 minutes before the start and tell me you need manpower and weapons, let me pay a huge price to help you get Deng Kaiwen out of GA! Do you think I don't know what you're thinking? What do I pay such a high price for? benefit?!"

"..." Mitchell was silent for a while, then suddenly smiled and asked: "Even if I tell the truth a month before your wedding, it doesn't make any difference. The political contributions and business reputation of the Gate family are the result of your planning for several years. Bar."

Regulus' complexion looked not only ugly, but terrifying.

Mitchell said slowly: "Okay, in exchange, I will send Kevin's current address to your email after I go back...but I still don't suggest you to meet him."

"--why?!"

"You know... The several interstate sweeps of the drug sales network you organized last year were enough for several major drug dealers in the United States to put you on the blacklist. I just know from a few friends in the killer industry, There's half a dozen drug dealers who want your head."

"……so what?"

"Your actions will make my plan more dangerous."

Regulus said slowly: "That's 'your' plan."

"My plan is good, but unfortunately...you have to cooperate."

Regulus stared at Mitchell for several seconds, his eyes were fierce, like a defeated beast.

At this moment, there was a soft knock on the door: "Mr. Cherki? It's 5 minutes, can you enter?"

"I will prepare weapons and political permission for you, but it will take time. My people will notify you in a week." Regulus finished speaking quickly, walked around Mitchell and walked to the door: "But remember, Everything I give will be rewarded in the future.”

Mitchell suddenly didn't look back, and asked with a smile: "Do you know why Kevin has known you for eight years, but never really fell in love with you?"

Regulus froze violently.

"Because you care too much about returns. When Deng Kaiwen has nothing, how dare he give you anything in return?"

"Landers...!" Regulus turned back furiously, but saw Mitchell leaning on the window sill with one hand, leaping down cleanly, and disappearing instantly.

The wedding of the Cherki and Gate families was a political event.A new couple, talented and beautiful, each with huge political energy and financial wealth, their combination is undoubtedly the focus of attention.

A well-known newspaper in California even boldly predicted that with the support of the Gate family, Regulus Chelsea will undoubtedly have the upper hand in the upcoming party infighting, and may be successfully elected as the leader of his party in the next year's general election , and is even expected to be elected to the cabinet.

The story featured prominently in the current affairs section, accompanied by a photo of the wedding - bride Tina Gaiter beaming, blonde waves waving in the air; beside her Regulus Cherki wrapped In the expensive custom-made handmade suit, he smiled just right, neither too happy nor rude.

With a muffled snap, Regulus frantically slapped the newspaper on the breakfast table.

I don't know if it's because of too much heart, but no matter how he looks at it, he feels that his smile in the photo is stiff, like a clown hanging by a string.

"Honey, what's the matter with you?" Tina Gate walked down the stairs while drinking coffee. The translucent embroidered dressing gown set off her tall figure and delicate face. Are you ready to hold a family meeting of shareholders?"

Regulus said lightly: "No."

"Ah? Then what are you going to do?"

"put off."

"Postponed?" Tina repeated blankly, "How do you want to postpone it?"

"I'm going to New York. I'm leaving today."

As Regulus said, he picked up the newspaper and looked at it again, then crumpled it into a fist-sized ball and threw it on the table casually: "If everything goes well, I'll probably be back tomorrow, and we'll talk about everything when I get back."

"But what are you doing in New York?"

"A personal matter."

Tina Gaite rolled her eyes slowly, and when she spoke again, her tone was already a little blunt: "Regulus, since you and I know what's going on with our marriage, then you should cooperate If you are not willing to show even a little respect, why should my family put all the chips on you?"

At this time, the door of her bedroom slammed, and a shirtless, strong young man rushed out. Seeing the confrontation in the restaurant, he immediately showed a cautious smile: "Miss Tina...?"

Tina's face froze for a few seconds.

"'If you are unwilling to show even a little respect'..." Regulus picked up the teacup with a normal expression, "—I have shown too much respect, Miss Tina Gate."

Tina quickly pulled out a wad of cash and threw it at the young man: "You can go!"

The man quickly picked up the money and slipped away on tiptoe.

"I'm leaving Los Angeles today and going to New York to find a friend. There's no need to wait for me to go home for dinner tonight." Regulus drank the remaining tea, got up and strode out of the restaurant, standing still suddenly.

"Oh, right."

He returned to the dining room, leaving the wedding ring on his ring finger on the shoe rack.

Tina looked at him in surprise, but he didn't realize it, and soon strode out of the villa.

The author has something to say: The reason why the brothers Deng Kaiwen and Stanley don’t look alike: As mentioned above, Deng Kaiwen’s mother, Cassandra, is a half-and-half mixed race, and Deng Yan is a pure oriental, so Deng Kaiwen’s body The proportion of mixed blood is one in four; Stanley's mother is Cassandra and father is Epro, so the face is like a pure Caucasian.

This article has finally entered the final stage, and the next chapter will start to bombard cannon fodder!