Chapter 920
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"We don't have much time for you to slowly settle the shares in your uncle's hand. Do you understand what I mean?"
"The longer you wait, the more excited those people are. The commander of the blue army has called me and asked me if I need his help."
"If you can't do it well, tell me now and I'll let your brother take over these things."
"If you do well, show me."
"How many days do you want me to get good news?"
There was no family affection in the voice of general Sanchez's father, and every word was permeated with cold orders and discipline.
For the great warlord, children are just a better prop. They are more trustworthy than strangers, but they can only be trusted a little.
As long as he still holds the power and arms in his hands, he can give birth to countless children.
Where people don't know, there are still some of his children, which is the last means of insurance.
Not to mention that there are some women around him who are giving birth to new lives.
Over the years, he has lost a lot of children. At the beginning, he will feel some pain, but when he dies more, he gets used to it.
So his tone of speaking to his children is not like a "kind father", he is just a "general".
Sanchez clenched his fist. "No more than three days, I'll let my uncle know what stupid decisions he made."
"Good. I'll wait for your good news. Don't make me wait too long."
After hanging up, Sanchez didn't leave, but looked at the phone quietly.
He has lost many brothers, and now there are two left, but soon, he will have some new brothers.
Mariro's warlords are mostly "family system", and the general is the owner of the house. Then they will arrange a lot of work for their brothers and sisters, sons and daughters.
There are basically no "comrades in arms" or "brothers" who can really reach the same height as the warlord himself.
If these people don't die carelessly in the process of starting from the beginning, they will also encounter various accidents later.
Power is too tempting.
Sanchez also longed for power. He would not allow his brother to surpass himself and take everything that should belong to him from his own hands.
He turned and returned to the interrogation room. After a night's rest, Mr. President's spirit was a little better.
However, because he kept the same position for a long time, his buttocks were unconscious, and his hands and arms were obviously blue and purple.
This is a phenomenon caused by blood circulation disorder. If it is not handled in time, his hands will be necrotic and form thrombosis, which is life-threatening until tomorrow.
But he didn't know these things, nor did Sanchez. They didn't study medicine.
Sanchez dragged a folding chair from the outside and came in. He sat opposite the president, his hands and arms pressed on his thighs, and leaned forward to look at the president.
"The general said he would let my brother take over my work. He was disappointed that I couldn't get you to sign."
It was as if he were speaking his mind and saying what he thought.
He lit himself a cigarette, which was still a brand all the time. He took a sip, held it in his hand and continued, "you know, the general is a very strict man."
"If he does well, he will praise, if he doesn't do well, he will punish, if I don't do well enough, maybe he won't hang me up and beat me like ordinary soldiers, but he will certainly question my ability."
"People like us can be greedy, mean and mean, but we must not be incompetent."
"You'll die..."
The president never spoke. He woke up, but he didn't want to speak. On the one hand, he was too hungry and had no strength. On the other hand, he was too lazy to speak.
Sanchez got up and walked to the door. He received a phone from his men. He took the phone to his room.
When he came to the table, he lifted it with force, and there was a loud noise. All kinds of torture instruments with blood and flesh on the table were overturned on the ground.
He put the phone up and pressed the external key.
Then came the voice of a young girl, the eldest daughter of the president.
This is the girl he gave birth to after he married his first wife, but the poor woman died because of an attack not long after giving birth to the girl.
He likes his daughter very much, which is the treasure left to him by his first wife.
In the external microphone, the lovely daughter's voice was full of fear. She cried illogically and shouted the president's name and "Papa", praying who could hear her prayer and save her.
Sanchez moved his chair to the opposite side of the president. He sat down. There was almost no distance between the two people, almost head to head.
"My dear uncle, are you willing to sign?"
He stared at the president, who sneered with little strength and didn't speak.
He knew what Sanchez was going to do, and he was sad, but he couldn't help it.
At this point, if he signs, not only will he die, but all the people who are related to him will die!
This is the style of the country of Mallory. From almost all kinds of extinction fighting between Mallory and Mallory to now, they treat their own people so cruelly.
The whole country is full of tyranny.
He signed. Everybody's dying.
If he doesn't sign, at least he won't die.
He knows how to choose, although the choice is painful.
Sanchez's eyelids jumped. He leaned slightly towards the phone. "This won't work, next."
Then the girl screamed, and then there were seven or eight gunshots, and the girl's voice stopped suddenly.
Then came the voice of a young man, the second son of the president.
"When we fight the enemy on the front line, you enjoy the peace we have bought with our life and blood in the Federation."
"We won't blame you because you have your work to do."
"But look, now you not only make a mess of your work, but also try to occupy the life that doesn't belong to you. Don't you know how to repent?"
The president's body trembled slightly. He clenched his teeth and said nothing.
"It seems that your son can't shake you!" he tilted his head. "Next."
A series of gunshots and footsteps rang again.
Sons, daughters, his mistresses, illegitimate children and more than a dozen people returned to the embrace of God in a very short time.
Sanchez's scalp was suddenly very itchy. He scratched hard. "It seems that you have made the final decision."
At this time, the president suddenly spoke.
"You know, in fact, when my brother asked me to take charge of the business here, I knew he would kick me out."
"He sent people to assassinate all our original partners. Now he doesn't even want to let me go..."
"Sanchez, you don't know. I took you out of the delivery room when you were born. Your father doesn't care about you at all."
"Now he can think of getting rid of me and will get rid of you in the future. You are just a tool for him."
"Besides, you did something wrong..."
Sanchez frowned. He knew how his father's former subordinates didn't get it. It's impossible that so many people suddenly had an accident. Someone must have done it.
The general had plenty of reasons to do it. These people wanted to establish their own power regardless of rank and inferiority, so they all had a decent accident.
But the president said the general would kill everyone... He didn't believe it.
Of course, this does not prevent him from continuing to talk with the president. Perhaps when the president's mind will be smooth, "what did I do wrong?", he asked casually.
The president looked up at him. He didn't speak fast, but he enunciated clearly, "this is the Federation, not mariro. If you put that set here, it's a crime!"
A few minutes ago, the telephone operator of buppen police station was hanging up impatiently.
Hell, a poor man living in the suburbs suspected that his house had been invaded and tried to send someone from the police station to have a look. Isn't this a joke?
Just take a look. Nothing has happened. The cost of policing is about dozens of yuan.
This money is not borne by the police, but all by the police station. If everyone should pay attention to the police, the police station may go bankrupt soon.
She comforted the policeman and told him that he could go back and have a look first. If he really found someone invading, he would ask for help again.
The just hung up phone rang again. The operator made an action to explode to his colleagues around him. He answered the phone and his expression suddenly became serious.
The pencil in her hand began to write and draw in the book. Later, she hung up the phone and mentioned it again. She chose a branch button on the phone and pressed it.
"Someone reported... The community heard gunshots. Go and have a look. You'd better put on bulletproof vests and heavy weapons!"
The community in her mouth is an upscale villa community.
The last thing buppen needs is such a community.
As for why her attitude has changed?
Oh, it's definitely not discrimination against the poor, but the gunshot was mentioned in the police call. It's obviously a more dangerous case, which must be taken seriously.
After receiving the alarm call, the branch immediately sent two patrol police to check. At the same time, the criminal police are also ready to go out at any time.
More than ten minutes later, two police cars slowly drove into the community. The community was very quiet.
Each villa is separated by a long distance, and there are various vegetation privacy walls.
In order not to disturb other residents, neither police car sounded the siren.
"It's too quiet. I think it may be a false alarm..." the policeman sitting in the first car seemed very relaxed.
If something went wrong, the Security Department of the community service company would have been out long ago. How could it wait for the police?
They came to the house in the alarm call. In the quiet house, there was no gunfire, not even a human voice.
Just as the police were about to ring the doorbell, two people wearing black gloves came out of the gate.
The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and the two men in black drew their guns and shot!
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"We don't have much time for you to slowly settle the shares in your uncle's hand. Do you understand what I mean?"
"The longer you wait, the more excited those people are. The commander of the blue army has called me and asked me if I need his help."
"If you can't do it well, tell me now and I'll let your brother take over these things."
"If you do well, show me."
"How many days do you want me to get good news?"
There was no family affection in the voice of general Sanchez's father, and every word was permeated with cold orders and discipline.
For the great warlord, children are just a better prop. They are more trustworthy than strangers, but they can only be trusted a little.
As long as he still holds the power and arms in his hands, he can give birth to countless children.
Where people don't know, there are still some of his children, which is the last means of insurance.
Not to mention that there are some women around him who are giving birth to new lives.
Over the years, he has lost a lot of children. At the beginning, he will feel some pain, but when he dies more, he gets used to it.
So his tone of speaking to his children is not like a "kind father", he is just a "general".
Sanchez clenched his fist. "No more than three days, I'll let my uncle know what stupid decisions he made."
"Good. I'll wait for your good news. Don't make me wait too long."
After hanging up, Sanchez didn't leave, but looked at the phone quietly.
He has lost many brothers, and now there are two left, but soon, he will have some new brothers.
Mariro's warlords are mostly "family system", and the general is the owner of the house. Then they will arrange a lot of work for their brothers and sisters, sons and daughters.
There are basically no "comrades in arms" or "brothers" who can really reach the same height as the warlord himself.
If these people don't die carelessly in the process of starting from the beginning, they will also encounter various accidents later.
Power is too tempting.
Sanchez also longed for power. He would not allow his brother to surpass himself and take everything that should belong to him from his own hands.
He turned and returned to the interrogation room. After a night's rest, Mr. President's spirit was a little better.
However, because he kept the same position for a long time, his buttocks were unconscious, and his hands and arms were obviously blue and purple.
This is a phenomenon caused by blood circulation disorder. If it is not handled in time, his hands will be necrotic and form thrombosis, which is life-threatening until tomorrow.
But he didn't know these things, nor did Sanchez. They didn't study medicine.
Sanchez dragged a folding chair from the outside and came in. He sat opposite the president, his hands and arms pressed on his thighs, and leaned forward to look at the president.
"The general said he would let my brother take over my work. He was disappointed that I couldn't get you to sign."
It was as if he were speaking his mind and saying what he thought.
He lit himself a cigarette, which was still a brand all the time. He took a sip, held it in his hand and continued, "you know, the general is a very strict man."
"If he does well, he will praise, if he doesn't do well, he will punish, if I don't do well enough, maybe he won't hang me up and beat me like ordinary soldiers, but he will certainly question my ability."
"People like us can be greedy, mean and mean, but we must not be incompetent."
"You'll die..."
The president never spoke. He woke up, but he didn't want to speak. On the one hand, he was too hungry and had no strength. On the other hand, he was too lazy to speak.
Sanchez got up and walked to the door. He received a phone from his men. He took the phone to his room.
When he came to the table, he lifted it with force, and there was a loud noise. All kinds of torture instruments with blood and flesh on the table were overturned on the ground.
He put the phone up and pressed the external key.
Then came the voice of a young girl, the eldest daughter of the president.
This is the girl he gave birth to after he married his first wife, but the poor woman died because of an attack not long after giving birth to the girl.
He likes his daughter very much, which is the treasure left to him by his first wife.
In the external microphone, the lovely daughter's voice was full of fear. She cried illogically and shouted the president's name and "Papa", praying who could hear her prayer and save her.
Sanchez moved his chair to the opposite side of the president. He sat down. There was almost no distance between the two people, almost head to head.
"My dear uncle, are you willing to sign?"
He stared at the president, who sneered with little strength and didn't speak.
He knew what Sanchez was going to do, and he was sad, but he couldn't help it.
At this point, if he signs, not only will he die, but all the people who are related to him will die!
This is the style of the country of Mallory. From almost all kinds of extinction fighting between Mallory and Mallory to now, they treat their own people so cruelly.
The whole country is full of tyranny.
He signed. Everybody's dying.
If he doesn't sign, at least he won't die.
He knows how to choose, although the choice is painful.
Sanchez's eyelids jumped. He leaned slightly towards the phone. "This won't work, next."
Then the girl screamed, and then there were seven or eight gunshots, and the girl's voice stopped suddenly.
Then came the voice of a young man, the second son of the president.
"When we fight the enemy on the front line, you enjoy the peace we have bought with our life and blood in the Federation."
"We won't blame you because you have your work to do."
"But look, now you not only make a mess of your work, but also try to occupy the life that doesn't belong to you. Don't you know how to repent?"
The president's body trembled slightly. He clenched his teeth and said nothing.
"It seems that your son can't shake you!" he tilted his head. "Next."
A series of gunshots and footsteps rang again.
Sons, daughters, his mistresses, illegitimate children and more than a dozen people returned to the embrace of God in a very short time.
Sanchez's scalp was suddenly very itchy. He scratched hard. "It seems that you have made the final decision."
At this time, the president suddenly spoke.
"You know, in fact, when my brother asked me to take charge of the business here, I knew he would kick me out."
"He sent people to assassinate all our original partners. Now he doesn't even want to let me go..."
"Sanchez, you don't know. I took you out of the delivery room when you were born. Your father doesn't care about you at all."
"Now he can think of getting rid of me and will get rid of you in the future. You are just a tool for him."
"Besides, you did something wrong..."
Sanchez frowned. He knew how his father's former subordinates didn't get it. It's impossible that so many people suddenly had an accident. Someone must have done it.
The general had plenty of reasons to do it. These people wanted to establish their own power regardless of rank and inferiority, so they all had a decent accident.
But the president said the general would kill everyone... He didn't believe it.
Of course, this does not prevent him from continuing to talk with the president. Perhaps when the president's mind will be smooth, "what did I do wrong?", he asked casually.
The president looked up at him. He didn't speak fast, but he enunciated clearly, "this is the Federation, not mariro. If you put that set here, it's a crime!"
A few minutes ago, the telephone operator of buppen police station was hanging up impatiently.
Hell, a poor man living in the suburbs suspected that his house had been invaded and tried to send someone from the police station to have a look. Isn't this a joke?
Just take a look. Nothing has happened. The cost of policing is about dozens of yuan.
This money is not borne by the police, but all by the police station. If everyone should pay attention to the police, the police station may go bankrupt soon.
She comforted the policeman and told him that he could go back and have a look first. If he really found someone invading, he would ask for help again.
The just hung up phone rang again. The operator made an action to explode to his colleagues around him. He answered the phone and his expression suddenly became serious.
The pencil in her hand began to write and draw in the book. Later, she hung up the phone and mentioned it again. She chose a branch button on the phone and pressed it.
"Someone reported... The community heard gunshots. Go and have a look. You'd better put on bulletproof vests and heavy weapons!"
The community in her mouth is an upscale villa community.
The last thing buppen needs is such a community.
As for why her attitude has changed?
Oh, it's definitely not discrimination against the poor, but the gunshot was mentioned in the police call. It's obviously a more dangerous case, which must be taken seriously.
After receiving the alarm call, the branch immediately sent two patrol police to check. At the same time, the criminal police are also ready to go out at any time.
More than ten minutes later, two police cars slowly drove into the community. The community was very quiet.
Each villa is separated by a long distance, and there are various vegetation privacy walls.
In order not to disturb other residents, neither police car sounded the siren.
"It's too quiet. I think it may be a false alarm..." the policeman sitting in the first car seemed very relaxed.
If something went wrong, the Security Department of the community service company would have been out long ago. How could it wait for the police?
They came to the house in the alarm call. In the quiet house, there was no gunfire, not even a human voice.
Just as the police were about to ring the doorbell, two people wearing black gloves came out of the gate.
The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and the two men in black drew their guns and shot!
"We don't have much time for you to slowly settle the shares in your uncle's hand. Do you understand what I mean?""The longer you wait, the more excited those people are. The commander of the blue army has called me and asked me if I need his help.""If you can't do it well, tell me now and I'll let your brother take over these things.""If you do well, show me.""How many days do you want me to get good news?"There was no family affection in the voice of general Sanchez's father, and every word was permeated with cold orders and discipline.For the great warlord, children are just a better prop. They are more trustworthy than strangers, but they can only be trusted a little.As long as he still holds the power and arms in his hands, he can give birth to countless children.Where people don't know, there are still some of his children, which is the last means of insurance.Not to mention that there are some women around him who are giving birth to new lives.Over the years, he has lost a lot of children. At the beginning, he will feel some pain, but when he dies more, he gets used to it.So his tone of speaking to his children is not like a "kind father", he is just a "general".Sanchez clenched his fist. "No more than three days, I'll let my uncle know what stupid decisions he made.""Good. I'll wait for your good news. Don't make me wait too long."After hanging up, Sanchez didn't leave, but looked at the phone quietly.He has lost many brothers, and now there are two left, but soon, he will have some new brothers.Mariro's warlords are mostly "family system", and the general is the owner of the house. Then they will arrange a lot of work for their brothers and sisters, sons and daughters.There are basically no "comrades in arms" or "brothers" who can really reach the same height as the warlord himself.If these people don't die carelessly in the process of starting from the beginning, they will also encounter various accidents later.Power is too tempting.Sanchez also longed for power. He would not allow his brother to surpass himself and take everything that should belong to him from his own hands.He turned and returned to the interrogation room. After a night's rest, Mr. President's spirit was a little better.However, because he kept the same position for a long time, his buttocks were unconscious, and his hands and arms were obviously blue and purple.This is a phenomenon caused by blood circulation disorder. If it is not handled in time, his hands will be necrotic and form thrombosis, which is life-threatening until tomorrow.But he didn't know these things, nor did Sanchez. They didn't study medicine.Sanchez dragged a folding chair from the outside and came in. He sat opposite the president, his hands and arms pressed on his thighs, and leaned forward to look at the president."The general said he would let my brother take over my work. He was disappointed that I couldn't get you to sign."It was as if he were speaking his mind and saying what he thought.He lit himself a cigarette, which was still a brand all the time. He took a sip, held it in his hand and continued, "you know, the general is a very strict man.""If he does well, he will praise, if he doesn't do well, he will punish, if I don't do well enough, maybe he won't hang me up and beat me like ordinary soldiers, but he will certainly question my ability.""People like us can be greedy, mean and mean, but we must not be incompetent.""You'll die..."The president never spoke. He woke up, but he didn't want to speak. On the one hand, he was too hungry and had no strength. On the other hand, he was too lazy to speak.Sanchez got up and walked to the door. He received a phone from his men. He took the phone to his room.When he came to the table, he lifted it with force, and there was a loud noise. All kinds of torture instruments with blood and flesh on the table were overturned on the ground.He put the phone up and pressed the external key.Then came the voice of a young girl, the eldest daughter of the president.This is the girl he gave birth to after he married his first wife, but the poor woman died because of an attack not long after giving birth to the girl.He likes his daughter very much, which is the treasure left to him by his first wife.In the external microphone, the lovely daughter's voice was full of fear. She cried illogically and shouted the president's name and "Papa", praying who could hear her prayer and save her.Sanchez moved his chair to the opposite side of the president. He sat down. There was almost no distance between the two people, almost head to head."My dear uncle, are you willing to sign?"He stared at the president, who sneered with little strength and didn't speak.He knew what Sanchez was going to do, and he was sad, but he couldn't help it.At this point, if he signs, not only will he die, but all the people who are related to him will die!This is the style of the country of Mallory. From almost all kinds of extinction fighting between Mallory and Mallory to now, they treat their own people so cruelly.The whole country is full of tyranny.He signed. Everybody's dying.If he doesn't sign, at least he won't die.He knows how to choose, although the choice is painful.Sanchez's eyelids jumped. He leaned slightly towards the phone. "This won't work, next."Then the girl screamed, and then there were seven or eight gunshots, and the girl's voice stopped suddenly.Then came the voice of a young man, the second son of the president."When we fight the enemy on the front line, you enjoy the peace we have bought with our life and blood in the Federation.""We won't blame you because you have your work to do.""But look, now you not only make a mess of your work, but also try to occupy the life that doesn't belong to you. Don't you know how to repent?"The president's body trembled slightly. He clenched his teeth and said nothing."It seems that your son can't shake you!" he tilted his head. "Next."A series of gunshots and footsteps rang again.Sons, daughters, his mistresses, illegitimate children and more than a dozen people returned to the embrace of God in a very short time.Sanchez's scalp was suddenly very itchy. He scratched hard. "It seems that you have made the final decision."At this time, the president suddenly spoke."You know, in fact, when my brother asked me to take charge of the business here, I knew he would kick me out.""He sent people to assassinate all our original partners. Now he doesn't even want to let me go...""Sanchez, you don't know. I took you out of the delivery room when you were born. Your father doesn't care about you at all.""Now he can think of getting rid of me and will get rid of you in the future. You are just a tool for him.""Besides, you did something wrong..."Sanchez frowned. He knew how his father's former subordinates didn't get it. It's impossible that so many people suddenly had an accident. Someone must have done it.The general had plenty of reasons to do it. These people wanted to establish their own power regardless of rank and inferiority, so they all had a decent accident.But the president said the general would kill everyone... He didn't believe it.Of course, this does not prevent him from continuing to talk with the president. Perhaps when the president's mind will be smooth, "what did I do wrong?", he asked casually.The president looked up at him. He didn't speak fast, but he enunciated clearly, "this is the Federation, not mariro. If you put that set here, it's a crime!"A few minutes ago, the telephone operator of buppen police station was hanging up impatiently.Hell, a poor man living in the suburbs suspected that his house had been invaded and tried to send someone from the police station to have a look. Isn't this a joke?Just take a look. Nothing has happened. The cost of policing is about dozens of yuan.This money is not borne by the police, but all by the police station. If everyone should pay attention to the police, the police station may go bankrupt soon.She comforted the policeman and told him that he could go back and have a look first. If he really found someone invading, he would ask for help again.The just hung up phone rang again. The operator made an action to explode to his colleagues around him. He answered the phone and his expression suddenly became serious.The pencil in her hand began to write and draw in the book. Later, she hung up the phone and mentioned it again. She chose a branch button on the phone and pressed it."Someone reported... The community heard gunshots. Go and have a look. You'd better put on bulletproof vests and heavy weapons!"The community in her mouth is an upscale villa community.The last thing buppen needs is such a community.As for why her attitude has changed?Oh, it's definitely not discrimination against the poor, but the gunshot was mentioned in the police call. It's obviously a more dangerous case, which must be taken seriously.After receiving the alarm call, the branch immediately sent two patrol police to check. At the same time, the criminal police are also ready to go out at any time.More than ten minutes later, two police cars slowly drove into the community. The community was very quiet.Each villa is separated by a long distance, and there are various vegetation privacy walls.In order not to disturb other residents, neither police car sounded the siren."It's too quiet. I think it may be a false alarm..." the policeman sitting in the first car seemed very relaxed.If something went wrong, the Security Department of the community service company would have been out long ago. How could it wait for the police?They came to the house in the alarm call. In the quiet house, there was no gunfire, not even a human voice.Just as the police were about to ring the doorbell, two people wearing black gloves came out of the gate.The two sides looked at each other for a moment, and the two men in black drew their guns and shot!
