The days of leading the winery to build infrastructure together

"Cough, cough, wait a minute, ha, Polly, I, ha, ha, cough, I can't breathe." Garcia grabbed Bolivar's arm and coughed while laughing, "The neck is going to be broken, hahaha .”

"It's better to just strangle you, you bastard!" Bolivar cursed bitterly, but his subordinates still relaxed a little bit.

Bolivar took two deep breaths, hesitant before going downstairs, like a balloon that was not squeezed tightly, and flew away without a trace.

So what was I doing with all the preparations and hesitation before!

He is like a warrior who is ready. When he first entered the arena, he was hit in the face by the only friendly ult, regardless of the enemy or himself.

Liver pain from anger.

There were thousands of thoughts in Bolivar's mind, and finally he thought of Champs Elysees.

"Good guy, the present report has to be fast! Before I hurt you in the fire scene, now you are threatening me with bombs, bombs?"

"I said, why didn't you run away at the beginning! Did you make up your mind a long time ago, you can jump if I jump, and jump together?" Bolivar was so angry that he couldn't choose what to say.

What was even more irritating was that he was keenly aware that after he finished speaking, Garcia shrank his neck unnaturally.

"..." The aura around him froze.

"Oh, so you really thought so at the time!—" Bolivar's tone was erratic, drawn out, and his face was indifferent.He felt that all his emotions at the beginning were fed to the dog, and his heart was ashamed.

"No, ahem, boss, it was the third floor at that time, and I couldn't fall to my death." Garcia glanced left and right, and beeped a few times in a very low voice.

"... Is this the point! Ancestor, you are my ancestor! Take it easy! You can say a few words less." Bolivar's teeth were ground, and he stretched out his hand to cover his mouth.The other party finally closed his mouth and made his ears clean.

Gin stood numbly in front of several people, as if petrified, he felt that he was out of place with the animals on the opposite side.

Are these people acting? !Do you play house?

Bolivar also had this idea. He felt that Garcia was acting to cooperate with him, but he was not sure if the other party was not acting...

He hardly dared to think deeply, the meaning behind this made his hair stand on end, wanting to pull his past self over and beat him up violently, what kind of evil did he do.

He took two deep breaths and felt that the other party seemed to have calmed down, so he let go of his arm.Garcia's eyes flickered, looking at the sky and the earth but not Bolivar.

But Bolivar didn't have that much time. He quickly adjusted his mentality. Looking at the dense wiring and electronic components on Garcia's body, he still felt a tingling sensation in his scalp.

He said slowly: "Calm down, Garcia, I don't care what happened in the past, what happened. But here I am. You at least, now, listen to me."

"Okay?" He felt like a firefighter, facing a suicidal child standing on a tall building, racking his brains to figure out how to persuade him to come down.

Bolivar breathed a sigh of relief, stretched out his hand tentatively while speaking, and pushed the barrel of the gun in Garcia's hand: "I don't need you to do any extreme behavior that hurts yourself, I can protect myself, trust me."

Bolivar slowly slowed down his voice, and his eyes slowly swept over Gin, Amuro, and Zhu Fujingguang, and finally stayed on Garcia's face: "I have made so much effort, so much preparation, and spent so much time. Great strength. Just to protect you and create an area where we can all live freely."

He finally reached out and grabbed the barrel of the other party's gun, and blocked the muzzle with his fingers. Seeing this scene, Garcia's eyebrows twitched, and he let go almost instantly, letting go of the gun, allowing Bolivar to take over smoothly.

Bolivar snatched the gun over, breathed a sigh of relief, and showed a sense of relief on his face: "The boss who can only escape by the sacrifice of his subordinates is a complete loser. I'm not that incompetent."

"I can take care of this trouble myself." He slowly put away the gun and pushed Garcia behind him.

He seemed to hear that voice again, whispering in his ear: "You are capable, you can change the ending, you can have the best of both worlds. You don't need to reveal your identity, this is not what cognac can do, let alone brandy .It is only Bolivar's, your solution."

"It's not your special ability, it's not your identity behind your back, and it's not relying on Garcia and your other men standing outside."

Now, it's time for a test.

Bolivar seemed to hear someone chuckling in his ear.He moved the corner of his mouth, only to realize that he was actually smiling.

He slowly stood still, and looked at the face of Gin Jiu who was the leader opposite: "It seems that Mr. Kurosawa is the leader of this operation."

"Do you want to say something?" Gin glanced at Bolivar coldly, seeing that the other party had just stopped Yawen's dangerous action, he was not in a bad mood now, so he chose more Listen to Bolivar say a few words.

"Last words? No, I don't think I'm going to die here today."

"..." Gin didn't answer, but stood there with a cigarette in his mouth.Vodka standing beside him twitched uncomfortably, and he felt that the surrounding atmosphere seemed to have undergone a subtle change.

"Of course, I didn't plan to run. In other words, not only can't run, but I also want to settle accounts with you." Bolívar bit the last few words very hard, with a posture of stormy wind all over his body.

"We don't mess with the river, it has always been like this, but today, you are doing this kind of thing in my company, it is a bit too reckless." Bolivar said, pointing the floor, the above There are many holes punched by guns.

He took two steps forward and stood opposite the gin.

Bolivar's expression gradually became serious, the smile on the corner of his mouth gradually flattened, and his gestures were full of oppression.As I said before, when he is not smiling, he looks very fierce.

"I have no intention of caring what you are doing, and I have no intention of seeking justice. There is no direct conflict between us."

"But you have crossed the line," Bolivar said, glanced at Zhu Fu Jingguang's direction, pointed at him and said, "It's too much to arrest my employees and bully my people on my site."

Before Gin could answer, Bolivar suddenly added, with a sarcasm or something else that made people uncomfortable: "Oh, I forgot, according to the orphanage, you are also my employee. Heisawa Dean."

"Entering my territory, if your organization wants to do it for a long time, you must abide by my rules."

"You and the people behind you must give me a reasonable explanation and compensation." Bolivar said decisively.

After saying this, the atmosphere in the room was very strange. Even Zhu Fu Jingguang looked at Bolivar with a strange expression. His face said, "He won't be too stimulated, is he crazy?" '.

Chianti, who was in the distance, was anxious. She held up a sniper gun and rubbed the body of the gun repeatedly, her heart ached. Doesn't Gin know the identity of the other party?She couldn't help but let out an ah, and a little sound came out of the headset.

"Huh? Are you joking?" Gin Jiu frowned slowly, not paying attention to the other party at all.If it wasn't for worrying that the fool in front of him would die and make Yawen explode on the spot, he wouldn't listen to his nonsense here.

Gin took a puff of his cigarette, and frantically gave Yawen winks, and now he couldn't care less about disliking her as if he had escaped from a mental hospital.He felt that Bolivar was also very ill.

"President Kurosawa, you must know that you can't talk nonsense." Bolivar's half-closed eyes slowly opened, the gentle smile on the corner of his mouth was completely restrained, and the momentum of his whole body changed suddenly, as if The lion in sheep's clothing finally gave up his disguise.

"You won't let me go? Can you handle that? Do you know what that means?"

Qin Jiu's heart tightened, as if he had a bad premonition, as if some little bug that he hadn't paid attention to suddenly turned into a big tree, but he couldn't tell what it was, he felt that Fang is playing tricks.

"What does it mean?" Qin Jiu sneered, he wanted to see how the other party was stubborn.

"Heh, the orphanage you are in was funded and established by my company. If I turn down the cards, your orphanage will not receive any funding, and it will return to its dilapidated state. You are going to bring those few Do you want to drink the northwest wind with a child?"

Qin Jiu's eyes flickered slightly, but his tone was very steady: "I never put that thing in my eyes."

Knowing that he couldn't take gin, Bolivar turned his gaze to Toru Amuro: "And you, Manager Amuro."

Toru Amuro's eyes flashed in the same way, and he raised his head portrait with both hands, and then smiled wryly: "Boss, I really don't want to..."

"Hmph, you are my project manager. I've lost my cards. Grid cannot find an heir. The only way is bankruptcy and dissolution. You will also lose your position." Bolivar snorted coldly.

"You have worked so hard for many years, how many ideas and proposals you wrote down by staying up late and working overtime, most of the Dorobega and Kung Fu Fan projects have been completed, and they will be recycled by them and thrown aside like garbage. You are really willing Is it?" Bolivar raised his eyebrows and described the scene.

"They don't care about your hard work, they only see benefits in their eyes, falsification, ruining the brand reputation, and finally your hard work becomes a liar and fraud in people's mouth, and they pocket their own money, pat their ass, and treat the poor Staff and projects dropped."

"You can understand that Zhu Xingjun, whom you hate the most, lives in your house after you leave home, and uses the money you earn to beat your baby. Eat, drink and have fun, so happy."

Toru Amuro's face turned green in an instant. Even though he was prepared for what Bolivar was going to say, when he heard this metaphor, he still trembled subconsciously, and his skin got goosebumps.He even covered his stomach, feeling a dull pain in his appetite, acid in his mouth, and nausea.

Gin glanced at the past, and felt that Amuro Toru could be directly served on the table today, and was fried by these two people until it was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside.Toru Amuro first won the metaphor of Garcia who met a scumbag and was deceived, and then won the metaphor of Bolivar who lost his money and was still alive.

Ok……

He wasn't gloating.

After Bolivar finished speaking, he took a deep breath and pulled out another target in one go.

"Also, the person on the other side of the headset, I can hear your voice, Jane! Don't you! Don't tell me, your distant cousin, Cohen is also there?" Bolivar called out the voice of the person opposite. name.

Chianti, who was called suddenly, trembled with the hand holding the gun.Cohen was also at a loss.

"The entertainment company you are working for now is an industry under my name. There are also your red shoes and cosmetic brand brands. The entire chain of luxury goods can be operated thanks to Grid's feedback. If something goes wrong with Grid, you can no longer You make a guarantee..."

"I bet that in just two days, all the people you just recruited will run away, your company will be cut off and bankrupt in no time, the brand you worked so hard to design will be destroyed, and your name will stink because of the brand , your modeling career will also be affected!"

"You have paid before and everything has come to naught, and countless efforts have been in vain!"

"This won't work!" Chianti yelled on the spot, and then realized that he was still connected to the headset, and quickly silenced.But Gin had already heard it, and his face darkened two shades in an instant.

Looking at the people around him, Bolivar felt that the atmosphere was getting better, and dropped the last chip.

"Moreover, Grid under my umbrella is not a small fish or shrimp. There are several major industrial chains and projects. There are currently dozens of branch companies spanning multiple fields, with thousands of branches of different sizes! There are There are more than [-] employees, and I don’t know how many well-known companies and companies have stock exchanges and involvement with us. I am the largest shareholder of Grid, and I have no heirs yet.” Bolivar’s words stopped abruptly, and he paused deliberately.

"Do you know what this means?" The smile on the corner of his mouth slowly widened, and his voice was very soft.

"This means that once something goes wrong with me, most of the enterprises will be nationalized, or in the hands of some incompetent distant relative. It is almost doomed to go bankrupt soon, and the chain effect will affect these tens of thousands of enterprises. By then tens of thousands of people will be unemployed! Whether it is Millikin, Neon, Europe..."

"They will all be implicated and affected, as if the wings of a butterfly waved, so a catastrophe broke out that was no less than a financial crisis."

"This trend is not something you can avoid by sending one or two people to impersonate me and replace my company."

"Grid's current book is negative income." Bolivar raised his chin slightly, and he acted very confidently, "I'm sure. Except for me, no one sitting in this position can revitalize this terrible This situation will only cut off the entire capital chain and bankrupt the company.”

"As long as you go bankrupt... I remember that your organization should also be involved in a lot of my company. You will also suffer serious losses, your income will drop sharply, and you will not even be able to pay the task wages and bonuses for you. No Money to buy new weapons. Even leased safe houses and land will be affected.”

Bolivar had a look of malice and optimism on his face: "If you want to live on the streets in a month, wearing a patched coat, eating bad-tasting cans, and not even having enough bullets and ammunition, then you can offend me." I."

"So I finally ask you, Dean Kurosawa, can you take care of the mess left after my death? Will your boss scold you to death!"

"..."

The place was silent.

A drop of cold sweat oozed from Gin's forehead.

Several people looked at each other in blank dismay.

He seems to have a point.

This, this is a possibility that I never thought of.

Bolivar carefully observed the faces of several people, with a triumphant smile on his lips.

He has already changed the status of these people from propertyless to capital, and forced them to look good.The more a person has, the more he needs to think about, the more he cares about, the less free he is.This is the so-called barefoot not afraid of wearing shoes.

They can no longer be simple desperadoes, and they have to think about how to choose for their own important things.

And he, as long as he understands the other party's behavior pattern, he will know how to get caught.

What desperadoes?Don't care about nothing, so can't count on you?

Don't worry, I'll stuff something into your hand, as long as you hold it and don't want to lose it, then your thinking will be under control, and you will be seen through by me, and I will control you.

"Go!" Seeing that several people were all in a daze, Zhu Fu Jingguang stood up, grabbed Bolivar and ran out along the exit passage.

"!!!" Bolivar looked confused, and then he looked at Garcia as if he and Zhu Fu Jingguang had a heart-to-heart, and pushed him violently, pushing him onto Zhu Fu Jingguang's body.Bolivar was forced to stumble and run outside.

What the hell?What's going on?When did the two people who were fighting to death suddenly reach a consensus! ?

"Bang—" Gin subconsciously aimed in that direction and fired a shot.

"What did you hit?"

Garcia's entire face was contorted, and he rushed forward, looking at his posture to kill Gin.

"What did you hit!" he yelled, grabbing Gin by the neck.

"Yawen, shut up! How would I know!" Qin Jiu was almost furious. At that time, his mind was full of the tragic experience of the days when he had no money, what kind of coat was worn for a long time... His hands trembled at the thought of this, completely He didn't realize what he was doing, it was just an instinct to shoot, he didn't even see who he hit and who he didn't hit.

As a killer, there are times when he is so embarrassing, Qin Jiu thinks it must be the fault of President Grid being too wicked.

"Chianti! Cohen! Report!" He tried to change the subject with something else.

"...Sorry, Gin...I just lost my mind..."

"Sorry...gin...me too..."

The voice in the headset faltered.Chianti thought of the smell on Bolivar's body, and was even more uncertain about the identity of the other party, so he fished in troubled waters with peace of mind.

"Then aim now! They haven't run far!" Qin Jiu asked, he was grabbed by Garcia's arm, and he didn't dare to shoot at all because the opponent was covered in explosives.

"It's like this, Gin," Chianti rolled his eyes and opened his mouth. "We were arrested by the police that day. Didn't we climb out of the ravine? We didn't take the main road. It took us several hours to turn over the ravine. !"

"So, I probably climbed the mountain for a long time that day, and my back is still sore and sad. It's normal to miss the aim!" Chianti's tone was very exaggerated.She even raised her hand to cover her face, and while crying loudly, torturing Gin's ears, she secretly aimed at Gin to hinder his pursuit.

"You lied to a ghost! It was a few months ago that you were stopped by the police!"

"Cohen! What about you! Stop it...crazy woman! I'm XXX! Where are you aiming at!" Gin yelled, a bullet grazed his thigh and hit the wall, almost piercing him.

"Oh! I'm so sorry! My gun went off!" Chianti yelled, but his fingers didn't stop at all, and Da Da Da shot a few more times, blocking Gin's way forward, "Damn it! What kind of broken gun is this? The gun! Why did it go off again! I didn't mean it! Believe me!"

"Shoot! Well done! Hit! Hit to death! I'll be the one to kill Gin! Pfft—" Garcia laughed, and then was knocked out by Gin's punch, and he fell to the ground and couldn't get up again.

Cohen hesitated, not knowing whom to listen to.The cheerful Chianti directly decided for him, slapped Cohen on the face, and snatched his sniper gun, gun, and he could only squat in the corner aggrieved.

"Trash! A bunch of trash! Did you hear that! Hit your mother!!" Qin Jiu's hand holding the gun was trembling.The snipers and pistols he carefully arranged, the members he brought, and the companions of the organization all became obstacles in his way! ! !

Amuro Toru in front of him was still grabbing him with a smile, seemingly trying to persuade him to fight, but actually preventing him from chasing the traitor Zhu Fujingguang: "Hey, don't worry, Brother Gin, it's not Chianti's fault, she And don't want the gun to go off. Right, poof."

As he spoke, he swiped the pistol and the gun at his waist without hesitation, and made two bangs and two bangs on the ground at Qin Jiu's feet.

"Hiss! What's going on? My gun also went off!" Toru Amuro sang everything, following the principle of law and not punishing the public, the corners of his mouth crazily raised, "So, next time you buy something, you have to be careful, and you can't be fooled. Cheap."

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The author has something to say:

本来想在三千那里断一下，但觉得不太好，就又补了一些。更新晚了一会儿。感谢在2022-02-2413:06:29~2022-02-2506:29:29期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who threw the landmine: Qiao, Yuchen, the world is like a dream, probably only me, the devil;

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Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!