Chapter 614

"I really deserve to be the chief bodyguard of the Jones consortium. I can walk through so many moves in my hand!" The fat man was cold.

"Tucker, as a zero S-level master, your strength seems to be just like this!" The black man replied coldly.

"From now on, you have no chance!" After listening to his words, the fat man bit his teeth. Today he really lost a lot of face. Now he must find it back.

After that, an unprecedented force erupted in him.

The black man looked at the explosion of power, instinctively aware of the danger, with fear in his eyes, and pulled the trigger continuously.

"Bang bang!" Five exploding bullets flew out of the desert eagle.

"Boom, boom..." the bomb exploded continuously in front of the fat man, but this time the bomb did not break through the momentum of that power.

"What!" The black man looked surprised.

A desert eagle can only hold seven bullets. Now he has run out of bullets in his gun. It's too late to change his clip. He quickly dodged aside.

"Go to hell!" The fat man roared, and the invisible force slammed away.

The black man had just been injured and his speed was much slower than before. His legs rubbed the force and passed, "click." The thigh was directly broken by the strong force.

"Bang!" With a sound, the force directly penetrated the concrete wall, leaving a big hole in the wall.

Although the blow did not kill the black man, he lost his ability to move and could only lie on the ground and wail.

"As I said, you have no chance." The fat man walked towards the black man step by step, and then picked up the pistol that fell on the ground. "This gun is good. Follow me later."

With that, he put the pistol away, gathered the strength in his hand, and a long knife appeared in his hand, with the blade against the black man's heart.

"Stop!" Horton gave a loud cry and said to the old man, "what do you want, Mr. Allen?"

"You risked our name to catch Miss MIA of DK consortium. Since you dare to do this, you must be prepared to bear the consequences!" The old man sneered.

Although the old man has no direct evidence, it is self-evident from Horton's previous escape performance.

"Yes, I did it! I invested so much money, but you have to cooperate with others. Have you considered my feelings? " Horton growled.

After listening to his words, the old man had a trace of disdain: "you want to terminate the cooperation."

"I......" Horton was speechless for a moment and clenched his fist silently.

"Kill him!" The old man murmured.

"Yes!" The fat man answered with a sharp edge of the long knife in his hand, which directly disappeared into the man's heart.

Horton's face changed immediately when he saw his bodyguard killed. He hasn't been dealing with zero organization for a day or two. He knows the means of these people. It's his turn next.

"You can't touch me. I'm up there!" Horton pretended to be calm, but his eyes were a little flustered.

After listening to his words, the old man showed a disdainful smile on his face. Although Horton is the chairman of Jones consortium, he is not worth mentioning in the eyes of zero organization.

"Interesting. In fact, I'd like to see if the people above you can keep you." The old man said and stood up directly.

As he got up, he sent out a strong killing intention, which made Horton tremble.

"Don't come here, don't come here." Horton subconsciously retreated. He was just a businessman. In the face of these zero organization powers, he had no resistance at all.

"For the sake of our friendship for many years, I now give you two choices." The old man spoke softly.

"You, you said." Horton stammered.

As he spoke, he stepped back and soon retreated to the window. Less than three meters away from him was the big hole that had been blown out by the fat man, and he could clearly feel the wind outside the window.

Although the Jones consortium building is not the tallest building in Houston, it is also two or three hundred meters high from the ground,

"Either continue to cooperate with us or jump from here now!" The old man spoke softly.

Faced with these two choices, fools will choose to continue to cooperate. Horton replied without hesitation: "cooperate, we continue to cooperate."

"Smart people." The old man smiled and continued, "but the conditions of cooperation have changed with the past. The capital investment remains the same, but your share is 20% less."

Horton's heart sank. He knew that there was no free lunch in the world. The 20% share was almost astronomical, and he didn't make any money.

But at this time, in order to survive, he had to lower his head.

"OK, I promise." Horton bit his teeth and nodded.

"Well, from today on, we are fully responsible for your safety." The old man smiled and said.

"What..." Horton's face changed, so there were countless eyes around him, and his life was completely in the hands of zero.

"Why, you don't want to?" The old man suddenly turned cold.

"Mr. Allen, you misunderstood. I didn't mean that. I'm glad it's too late." Horton managed to squeeze out a smile, but he scolded the zero organization ten thousand times in his heart.

"You're surprised today. Send someone to take Mr. Horton home first." The old man said to the fat man behind him.

The fat man answered, took out his cell phone and made a call.

Ten minutes later, three men in black escorted Horton away.

As soon as Horton left, the old man whispered to the fat man, "starting tomorrow, you will be his personal bodyguard."

"I see." The fat man answered, turned and left

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Two days ago, a small fishing boat in Southeast Asia.

Two men with dark skin were collecting their nets. The strong tropical storm suddenly blew last night and almost tore up all the fishing nets.

"What bad luck! The strong wind last night not only failed to catch fish, but also broke the net." A man complained while pulling the fishing net.

"Don't complain. If it weren't for the third uncle, we might have fed the fish last night." Said another man.

At this time, a thin old man with a pipe came out of the cabin and said calmly, "I only met the storm last night twice in my life. It's God's blessing to survive."