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Chapter 921


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“What’s the matter, why did the police find your side?”

Sanchez glanced sideways at his president Uncle, and left the room on the phone.

Standing in the corridor, listening to the report under his hand, his temples are bulging, which is one of the signs that emotions are about to explode.

He arranged for his subordinates to arrest all the family members of Mr. President and sent them to the cellar of the villa, considering that they would not affect others.

That cellar is used to store all kinds of alcoholic beverages. This cellar is not only a low-level digging room, but also considers the problem of constant temperature, so it is a multi-story cellar.

Shoot in the cellar, let alone hear the gunshots outside, even if you drop a bomb inside, you will only hear some slight muffled noise outside.

At the same time, it is very convenient to dispose of the corpses in that place. As long as the corpses are thrown into the wine barrel and sealed, no one knows whether the people are dead or missing.

But unfortunately, there are police officers now coming to the door, which makes Sanchez have to wonder if his men have done something they shouldn’t do, which alarmed the federal police.

The feedback on the other end of the phone was very timely. They did nothing but the police came.

Once entangled and crossfire, want to leave?

That is purely a dream. The support of the police will only increase, and it may even use militias and troops from the security zone.

After all, this is Bupen, the core of the Federation!

Sanchez walked a few steps back and forth with some headaches, “Get out of there as soon as possible, find a way to go, don’t pester them!”

Saying he hung up the phone, he didn’t want to hear the voices of these people anymore.

No anger was seen on Sanchez’s calm face, only some boredom, he walked a few steps back and forth, fiercely dropped the phone to the ground, and then returned to the interrogation room.

He strode to the front of Mr. President and grabbed his clothes. “You knew these things would happen?”

Mr. President’s expression is very strange, as if he is smiling, but if you look closely, it is not.

“I don’t know what will happen, but it looks like it did happen…”

The presence of the police gave Sanchez too much passivity. Just when he was about to work harder, his men broke into the room and said, “Colonel, there are police officers here.”

The colonel was the rank of Sanchez when he was in Marillo. As the eldest son of the warlord, he lived for so long without dying from various accidents. He also accumulated enough merits.

The colonel is the highest rank in the current warlord system except for the general himself.

Sanchez looked back at his subordinates, then looked at Mr. President, and then left.

No matter who is creating this situation, whether it is Mr. President Uncle, or someone else has done so, he cannot take Mr. President away from here.

Once the police found Mr. President in his car, he couldn’t get away by himself.

Also at this time, he understood what Mr. President said, what he did wrong, he committed a crime.

This is also one of the residences of Mr. President, and it is normal for the police to find it.

Sanchez left very quickly, they walked on the front foot, and the police on the back foot found here, and they wiped the car on the road.

Soon Bupen began to circulate a news that the president was kidnapped and severely tortured every moment, and his family suffered accidents, and he was the only one left—

The first half of the sentence sounds really miserable, but how does the second half sound like a good thing?

These tycoons in Bupen have to cede a total of hundreds of millions of assets to their other half every year due to divorce cases. If most tycoons were not courageous enough, they would have hired killers to kill their wives.

Of course, this is just a small episode, and people are still concerned about the treatment of Mr. President.

Some wealthy people immediately spoke out, hoping that the police could catch the case strictly, catch the perpetrators as soon as possible, and let them be punished as they deserve.

Mr. President was also sent to the hospital to receive the best treatment, but his condition is not very good.

“The arm problem can be recovered. We have some ways to cope with some traumas on the body, but…”, the doctor in the ward lowered his head and reconfirmed the report, “You can’t help it. Do something.”

“It took too long to be stripped. We have checked your bags. The cut tissue has shrunk, and you have been stripped out of the egg…”

“They are broken.”

When the doctor said these words, he felt a little pain in his lower body. This bitch kidnapper really has no humanity.

Not only killed Mr. President’s family, but also made him incapacitated, which also meant that he was impossible to have offspring.

All his wealth, there is no heir!

Oh, I seem to hear that he has nephews or something, so lucky guys.

The doctor who is lamenting the fickleness of life and the good luck of Mr. President’s nephew will certainly not believe that these all are done by Mr. President’s nephew.

Mr. President looked at the doctor blankly. The doctor was embarrassed and laughed embarrassed by him.

“In addition, under you… there is a large area of ​​electrical injury. I will prescribe you a sufficient dose of painkillers. After the edema is over, most of the functions will be restored.”

“I’m not sure if you need to fight hormones…”

Mr. President’s lips moved, “get lost!”

“I don’t want to repeat it a second time, get out!”

He grabbed the pillow and moved towards the doctor and threw it towards the doctor. The doctor federation made a retreat and left the room.

He is not angry at all, because of the money, and at the same time, he thinks that this may be related to the hormone disorder in Mr. President’s body. He will become more emotional because his hormone balance in his body has been disrupted.

In short, rich people deserve to be forgiven for what they do, because they are rich.

Mr. President lying on the bed sighed heavily. He survived. This is the only good news.

As for the family… In fact, he still has it. Since his big brother killed the first comrade in arms who started with them, he has paid attention to it.

The egg is gone, it doesn’t matter, the other little fellow’s function is still there, he can still enjoy happiness, that’s enough.

Child or something, even if it is really gone, it doesn’t matter. As long as he has money, there are countless people in this world who want to call him father.

He is considering how to respond to an official investigation.

At this time, the door opened.

Mr. President couldn’t restrain the anger surging in his body at all, he almost yelled, “I said, get out, don’t disturb me.”

After the door opened, Lynch stood by the door, “This is definitely not what you said to me.”

Mr. President froze for a moment, trying to struggle to sit up, but his lower limbs were injured too severely.

The long-term intermittent electric shock caused severe edema in his lower limbs. With various wounds, it was not so easy for him to sit up.

“Of course not, Mr. Lynch, I thought it was the doctors and nurses.”

He was a little bit curious as he said, “How did you… come in? When I came, I was surrounded by People from the Investigation Bureau.”

“I said we are friends. What you need most now is friends. They let me in.”

Lynch didn’t tell the truth, he just showed the ID of his special adviser to the Safety Committee, and the people from the Federal Investigation Bureau let him in.

Although the special consultant is almost a temporary worker from a certain perspective, the consultant is a consultant, and the level is not low.

Mr. President knew that Lynch did not tell the truth, and he also knew that only fools would expose this question, “Sit down, Mr. Lynch, please forgive me for not being able to get up to meet you.”

Lynch walked to the bed, he put a flower that “shun” from the door of other wards on the bedside table, and sat down beside it.

“What happened to you has something to do with Mr. Sanchez?”

Knowing that this is the truth, he still asked.

Mr. President did not hide it, nodded and said, “It is true. He wants the stock in my hand and forced me to sign those transfer agreements, but I didn’t do that.”

“They…they killed my family!”

For a while, Mr. President’s eyes became red, and tears rolled in his eye sockets.

“I was also very shocked when I heard this news. If there is anything I can help you, please tell me in time!” Lynch appropriately showed his kind and compassionate side.

But then, he said again, “In fact, all the problems are concentrated on one point, that is, those shares in your hand…”

Mr. President, who was still planning to cry, suddenly became alert, and the already brewed tears were sucked back by the lacrimal glands, “I don’t know what you mean, Mr. Lynch.”

Lynch crossed his legs and naturally crossed his hands on his legs, “I mean maybe you can transfer part of the shares to me, so that I can share some risks for you.”

“Look at what you are now, I think you can’t stand the second torture.”

Mr. President is taking turns greeting Lynch with swear words, his expression changes, weighing the pros and cons.

Lynch came up with this idea at this time. It was definitely not a sudden idea.

Having just experienced multiple injuries, Mr. President needs to seriously consider this issue.

Seeing Mr. President’s silence, Lynch continued to say in the kind of plain tone that seemed to be a casual chat, “This is the core of the problem. As long as the shares are in your possession, you will never get rid of these nightmares.” [ 19459002]

“But I can help you…”

Mr. President’s imposing manner did not quite retort, “If all the shares fall into your hands, my big brother will no longer supply you with tobacco, and they may support you again. A company.”

“That’s why you are still injured!” Lynch raised his finger unceremoniously, pointing to Mr. President, “You are still so naive.”

“He is not willing to supply, so he will change to someone who is willing to supply. Marillo has that many people. I believe someone will kneel down in front of me for Sol!”


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