Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

, Rebirth of the Rich Second Generation of the Fighting Nation

Oliveira's already fragile psychological defense collapsed completely in front of the powerful Pugachev.

At first, even though he was stammering and trying to explain something, the expressions on his face and body movements completely betrayed his inner world.

Oliveira's little trick of course couldn't escape Pugachev, an old fox. Pugachev looked at him with a slight smile, and suddenly pulled out his own gun from his waist, and the black muzzle of the gun pointed at him. Aimed at Oliveira's temple.

"Mr. Oliveira, I will give you another chance to explain again. If what you explain is different from what I have mastered, then don't blame me for the ruthless bullets in the gun."

"I, I..." Oliveira was so frightened by Pugachev's threat that she almost wet her pants.

"Speak out, don't be afraid, I guarantee you are fine." Pugachev said as he put the pistol back.

"I, I'm going to cheat Mateshaw's money with Short." With his body trembling, Oliveira said such a sentence.

When Pugachev heard this, his eyes widened, and he cheated Mettershaw of money?

This is how the same thing?

Soon, Oliveira confided everything, which made Pugachev quite understand the inside story after hearing it.

He didn't expect that Mettershaw was able to raise so much funds from Europe relying on his personal ability, and at the same time, he didn't expect that at the critical moment, Oliveira, a liar, was still thinking of defrauding money from Mettershaw.

"Your deception is very low-level, and you only defrauded a little bit." Pugachev said with a grim face.

"We ran away thinking about cheating the last sum." Oliveira slumped on the ground like a puddle of mud.

"Well, I'll arrange a show for you, but you have to let Mettershaw go to the scene, and I will share part of the money you cheated, and I will let you leave Niall. As for where you want to go, that is Your freedom." After finishing speaking, Pugachev helped Oliveira up, "What about fighter jets, what about bombers, and armored vehicles?"

Oliveira's body trembled a few times like sifting chaff, and then nodded, "Okay, boss."

"I believe in you, you are an excellent drama actor, Mr. Oliveira." Pugachev said meaningfully.

……

Under the threat of Pugachev, Oliveira had no choice but to bite the bullet and find Mettshaw again.

He said that he can also buy bombers, armored vehicles, those guys and so on.

Unexpectedly, Mettshaw shook his head, "Old man, I know that the weapon system is equipped with a complete set, but my first step is just to get a foothold in Palma, so the fighter jet is actually just a It's just a deterrent."

Oliveira shook his head, as if he didn't agree with Mettershaw's statement: "Old man, your thinking is a bit too conservative. Although our army is not as strong as Dopompe and Fred in general, we are better in quality. First, as long as the top and bottom are united, I think there will be absolutely no problem with the will to fight, just like when you took over the youth army last year, you were invincible at that time, and many people gave you the nickname "God of War". "

What Oliveira said was quite plain, but it was this plain expression that made Mettershaw very useful after listening to it. Thinking about what Oliveira said carefully, it seems to be Reasonably, their fighting will is definitely higher than that of Dopompe’s National Defense Forces. According to the logic of the Filipinos’ war, once they lose, they are likely to turn their guns. It is not impossible to change from an enemy to a cooperative partner. His ideas seem to be too conservative, which makes it take at least a long time for him to complete his career.On the contrary, Oliveira, a close comrade-in-arms, is really an out-and-out predator. His thinking and vision are stronger than his own, and he is very accurate in seeing problems.

"Okay, then do as you say."

"I think we can go to the site to see according to actual needs. It is said that there are high-end goods." Seeing Mateshaw being fooled again, Oliveira decisively proposed to go to the site to dispel Mateshaw's doubts.

However, Mettshaw trusted him quite a lot. He said that he still had a lot of things to deal with, so he hoped that Oliveira would go to purchase as a plenipotentiary representative, and just make a phone call when the time came.

Oliveira was overjoyed again, she didn't expect Mettshaw to trust herself so much.

Three days later, Oliveira made a video call with Mateshaw. Through the video call, Mateshaw saw the rows of weapons behind Oliveira.

"Buy." Mettershaw said without hesitation.

This time, a purchase contract worth 4000 million U.S. dollars was directly signed. As required, Mettershaw remitted 600 million U.S. dollars to the designated account within half a day.

After receiving the 600 million US dollars, Pugachev's face blossomed, and he waved at Oliveira.

Oliveira trotted over immediately.

"Mr. Oliveira, your task has been completed very well. Now that you have reached this point, your task will also be over. I will send you away." Pugachev had a kind expression on his face, but he did not know that in Under his kind expression, his murderous intent was already full, and he was waiting for the last moment.

Oliveira also knew that this time he cheated Mettershaw of more than 1000 million yuan. In the face of money, even the most trustworthy people will be separated by this, so his use value has come to an end, and it is time for him to deal with this situation Time to say goodbye to the drama.

"Thank you." Oliveira said gratefully.

Pugachev nodded, but he didn't speak, because his nodding was a signal to do it.

Suddenly, Oliveira felt a sharp pain in his waist. Before he could even cry out, he felt a strong bloody smell rushing straight into his mouth. In an instant, the neck gushed out. The fresh blood formed a beautiful "blood belt" in the air.

Oliveira's body struggled a few times on the ground as a conditioned reflex, and then remained motionless.

Pugachev waved his hand expressionlessly, motioning for his subordinates to carry him away.

Pugachev stole the $600 million by himself, but no one knew about it, including Dopombe and Artyom.

……

Mettshaw also realized the seriousness of the situation only after he suddenly found out that Oliveira's phone number could not be reached. He hurriedly called his friend who worked in the bank and checked the account. The 600 million US dollars had already been paid. It was transferred away, and the current account balance is zero.

Mettshaw seemed a little reconciled, and he made several phone calls in succession, but all he got was a cold notification tone, "Sorry, the user you dialed has shut down."

As a last resort, Mateshaw hurriedly called Short.

Short is actually very strange, so he has been checking whether there is any money in the account. After he received a call from Metshaw, Short also keenly realized that the bastard Oliveira put himself Also lied to.