Rebirth of the fighting nation's rich second generation

Repeating the steps of using the sniper rifle mechanically, after aiming, Vladimir aimed at the guy's right hand and fired at the right time.

The bullet hit the right hand of the white bodyguard accurately, and under the reflection of the afterglow of the setting sun, beautiful blood splashed from his right hand...

Mitrovsky, who had completely let down his vigilance, seemed to be a little aware of the gunshots and the screams behind him, and he subconsciously turned around...

While he was surprised to find that the bodyguard's right hand was hit, dozens of black holed guns were pointing at him.

"What's going on? Do you want to cheat?" Mitrovsky raised his hands obediently while talking.

At this moment, Vasily and the others, the Caucasians, came out of nowhere.

Looking at Vasily and the others, Mitrovsky suddenly realized that he felt that he had been deceived. Not only did the bastard Ural fail to kill Vladimir, but instead let Vladimir be captured alive.

Mitrovsky regretted that he was dazzled by the joy of victory and came to the Philippines without much thought. Isn't it obvious that he came here to die?

"Dude, welcome to heaven." Vasily smiled, with a hint of his eyes, two mercenaries with shrewd faces ran over immediately, one put a gun on Mitrovsky's head, and the other searched stand up.

Mitrovsky naturally has no combat power, so no weapons can be found from him.

Instead, two mobile phones were found.

"Are you Vladimir?" Mitrovsky did his homework really badly, and he actually recognized the person he wanted to kill day and night as Vasily.

"Asshole, is your name our boss?" Vasily walked over, smiled and slapped him hard.

The slap was so crisp and powerful that Mitrovsky's glasses were blown away, and blood was seeping from the corner of his mouth.

Mitrovsky looked dejected: "I accept my fate."

"Your life is not in your hands now." Vasily snorted coldly: "When we kill you, our boss has the final say."

Vasilixuan even said again, "Boss, what do you think we should do?"

It was only then that Mitrovsky noticed that Vladimir, the target of their assassination, came out of the building with aura surrounded by several bodyguards.

Ural was also brought out by the mercenaries.

The expression on Vladimir's face was very relaxed, and he smiled and said, "Mr. Mitrovsky, hello, to be honest, cooperate with us, and I can let you live."

Mitrovsky sneered: "To be honest, since I chose to assassinate you, I didn't think about living."

Vladimir said with a "surprised" face, "Oh, really?"

"What do you think?" Mitrovsky snorted.

"As expected of a member of our fighting nation, you have a lot of backbone, but to be honest, it's true that you have a backbone, but have you ever thought about whether your family has a backbone? Do they still want to live in this world?" Fraki Mir continued to smile.

However, in Mitrovsky's view, Vladimir's smile is the smile of the devil, especially after he heard the news about his family, he became extremely angry instantly.

Mitrovsky, whose arms were grabbed by the mercenaries, couldn't help but roared, "Vladimir, you bastard, my family has no grievances against you, if you dare to hurt them, I will Even the devil will not let you go."

"Fak you..." Vladimir smiled but gave Mitrovsky a loud slap in the face, "Mitrovsky, what the hell, I have nothing wrong with you Wu Qiu, if you assassinate me, you will not allow me to deal with the people around you?"

In a word, it made Mitrovsky speechless. If his boss hadn't asked him to kill Vladimir, he would have ended up where he is today, and his family would have been threatened by Vladimir?

"I admit it." Mitrovsky said weakly with his head drooping.

"Mitrovsky, not only you are finished, but your family is also finished. This is the second time I tell you that if you don't tell me who is the mastermind behind the scenes, your family will definitely die. Killed them in front of you, because of your existence, they are not worthy of living in this world, sooner or later they will seek revenge from me, when will their grievances be retaliated, so it is best for me to let your family disappear forever, haha ..." Vladimir couldn't help laughing at the end.

Before Mitrovsky’s eyes, there was the virtuous appearance of his wife, and the smart and lovely appearance of the two children, especially the eldest daughter, who was about to enter college soon. She told Mitrovsky that she wanted to go to the wheel London goes to school...

Seeing that Mitrovsky looked like a dead dog without saying a word, Vladimir smiled, "Dude, give you enough time to think, Vasily, count down to ten, if he doesn't If you say it, call the brothers directly and bring his family here."

"10..."

"9..."

Mitrovsky said nothing.

But Vasily didn't care about that much, he continued to count, and when he counted to 4, Mitrovsky suddenly said: "I say."

"Okay, start your performance." Vladimir gave another look, and saw that the mercenaries brought two chairs, pressed Mitrovsky and Ural on the chairs, and then several The cameras also turned their lenses on them.

"It was my boss Nikolai who asked me to do this. Since I knew General Ural in Budinya, I asked him to help me. I was going to do it after Mr. Vladimir arrived in Budyron. My boss told I said that Vladimir once made a fool of him in the business field, and he couldn't swallow this breath..."

Vasily was in charge of the interrogation, "How do you know the whereabouts of our boss?"

"My boss told me that a certain senior member of the Ivan family is his insider. As for who it is, I really don't know. Everything I say is the truth, and I dare not tell lies."

……

After some interrogation, Vladimir made a decision to let Mitrovsky and his bodyguards go.

Not surprisingly, he needs Mitrowski as his big man.

"Don't worry, I will give you a lot of money and let you go to the United States after the matter is completed."

Mitrovsky nodded, and now, for himself and his family, he has no choice but to act as an insider.

As for the Urals, Vladimir does not seem to have found a final solution.

Just when he was having a headache about how to deal with Ural, General Musala approached him again.

This time, General Musala made a request.

Vladimir laughed and agreed to the request.