Struggle in Russia

Christian Torgel is just forty years old this year, but he has been a hammer to help the master for five years. In the presence of the old master five years ago, he killed seven Russians and bleed them one by one. , Completed the revenge for the younger son of the old gang master. Only then did he get the approval of the old gang leader to become the next gang leader.

Torgel is cruel and bloody. Since the day he joined the Hammer Gang, he has been doing dirty work, cleaning up the traitors in the Gang, assassination of Turkish hybrids, and fighting with the Russians. He has been almost from the blood of the sword mountain. Come over, there are countless dead bones and flesh under his lord.

Torgel thinks he's a man and that he's strong, at least stronger than the deputy and master. One of these two men was murky and only knew about conspiracy and deceit. The other fell into the eyes of money. With money in their eyes, neither man was strong enough.

According to Torgel, he absolutely doesn't like such a weak person to stay around and occupy a high position. But this is the meaning of the old gang master, even if the old gang master finally passed the position of the master to him, but he was still not at ease, in his words:

"Kerry, killing and killing is necessary, but running a good hammer gang is not just killing. You have to use your mind more, your mind can make you stronger!"

It's just that Torjere doesn't feel that he has no brain. He just feels that hands are more direct and efficient than using the brain. He can use iron means to deter enemies, make them fear, and maintain the status of the Hammer Gang.

As for the mind, thinking too much is always too slow and procrastinating, meaningless.

"What do the British say?" Torgel asked casually as he scratched his nails with a dagger.

"The British promised to pay us another thousand pounds as long as we would send the next batch safely to Moldavia."

Torgel glanced at Gabriel, and said unhappyly, "Why is it a thousand pounds? That's not enough. Tell them I want two thousand!"

The chief accountant Gabriel replied with a bitter smile: "I'm afraid it's difficult. The British are not as generous and generous as you think, they are a bit careless!"

Torgel slammed the dagger on the table and said angrily, "I don't care! I want two thousand pounds. I want to see two thousand pounds in front of me, not even one child!"

Gabriel said, "Help, this is impossible. The British are not satisfied with the price of one thousand pounds ..."

He was interrupted ruthlessly by Togel before he finished speaking. He waved his hand and said arrogantly, "I don't care! This is your job! As the master, your task is to sell our service for a good price. . And the price is far from good! "

Gabriel's rounded goose-faced face looked embarrassed. As the master in charge of financial power, he seems to have a lot of money in hand, but in fact, every penny of income has to rack his brains:

The Turks were insatiable and required him to bother; the Russians were brutal and vicious and needed to spend money to buy weapons for their brothers; and the Serbs, Bulgarians and Greeks, all competitors of the Hammer Gang To see the opportunity, he will have to tear a piece of meat from the help, which will not allow him to spend money on cultivation.

If Togel only spends his money arrogantly, he will be criticized from time to time for not making enough money fast enough. Nima, do you think money is so easy to make? What do you think the three melons and two dates from Torgel's ransom house extortion and extortion are enough? I only gave you the tickets to know that the medical expenses and pensions of the men who killed and killed the sword and gun were not enough.

This must not allow him to smuggle for personal activities and contact foreign friends to draw sponsorship, so that the prosperity of the Hammer Gang can be maintained!

Gabriel didn't like Torgel, or despised the brutal and rude boss. When the old gang leader passed the position to Torgel, he tried hard to oppose it, because the idiot didn't understand the business at all, only knew that he was fighting and slashing people, just to scare the ordinary people who feared him like a tiger.

What does this pattern do? Does the hammer help hang around in the handicraft industry for a lifetime? Do hooligan?

Gabriel has gone to school and read books, knowing that when foolish can only live in the quagmire, there will never be a day of youth. And he wants to stand out, to live in a mansion like a noble man, eat a big meal, get in and out of a luxury car, there are no whites, he wants to be a man. Rather than forever making a junk head in the handicrafts area!

Gabriel touched the smooth and shiny waxed hair. These precious hairs have become thinner in the past five years. The reason is naturally toil, especially toil. He was very skeptical that before he could enter the upper class, he would thank him first. To know that he was only 41 years old, the best age for a man.

And these unnecessary labors were all done by the **** of Togel. Let him not to provoke the Turks and Russians, he would rather go, and then always leave a mess to wipe his **** to make money. The money was made with great difficulty, and it was so meaninglessly thrown into the water, there was no sound!

The thought of Gabriel was so painful that I couldn't sleep anymore! Can you say that this is not hair loss!

So Gabriel's anger came, and after being taught by Togel, he directly said:

"Since the helper means this, I will do the same. But the British will definitely not agree, after all, the Greeks can help them do the same thing ~ www.ltnovel.com ~ the price is cheap ... I estimate that one thousand We wo n’t be able to earn any pounds, and we will offend the British. I ’m afraid it will look bad! ”

Torgel suddenly opened his eyes wide and stared fiercely at the dead fat man on his left. What a chubby meat pier in a suit looked so awkward. He thought he was superior after reading the book for two days. When the big guy did n’t know how embarrassed you were when you were a kid, you could n’t even eat the soil!

Torgel did not like Gabriel. He felt that this fat man who was forgotten was too greedy. He always played tricks on his accounts and always used his means to make unscrupulous money. All the money was brought back with his brothers in the gang with a sword and a sword, otherwise you can smuggle the shop with peace of mind?

But you **** is so moisturized, but you still want to detain the brothers in the Gang, especially those who are bleeding and sweating for the Gang, and you have to care about the medical expenses and alimony. A little humanity.

This kind of black-hearted **** is not worthy of staying in the gang, let alone being a veteran. It is best to be hacked to death and throw it out to feed the dog! This is the end of the despicable villain!

Toger slammed the table and said, "What are you talking about? Is this a blatant threat to me!"