Chapter 371： : The most hated gentleman

Tang Dao's voice made everyone quiet down immediately.

"Pfft!" He laughed again, and wiped away the tears that didn't exist in the corners of his eyes, "I'm just kidding, why are you so nervous?" He suppressed his smile, tilted his head and looked at Jeremy Beverly , "No one died in that place?"

The other party was like a puppet embodied, and his heart kept rising and falling following Tang Dao's words.

Jeremy Beverly hated this feeling.

His face turned green, he really wanted to punch him in the face, but he held back, if there is hope for life, who would want to die?

Fortunately, Tang Dao's solo performance didn't last long before he paused for a while, and walked towards the house with an ugly face. The restaurant was already full of delicacies, such as caviar, foie gras, smoked salmon, steak... common but Full of luxurious taste.

There is also an Australian lobster (with beard) over 80 cm in the middle.

The lobster alone cost a lot of money, and Tang Dao spent a lot of money in order to entertain the guests.

Of course, who knows, if it was the last meal.

You can't make people starve to death.

"Please sit down." Tang Daosi gestured to Jeremy Beverly. The latter's whole body was tense, and when he sat down, he almost fell down. "If the hospitality is not good, please forgive me."

"If... if it's just for one meal, I'm afraid it's rare to see such a sumptuous dinner in the world." Jeremy Beverly was a little trembling when he spoke, and he was also frightened by Tang Dao's nervousness .

"Eat more if you like it." Tang Dao said with a smile.

Jeremy Beverly nodded, picked up the knife and fork on the table, and cut towards the steak, but before the action was finished, Tang Dao on the opposite side took out a pistol from behind, bang bang boom!

Three shots in a row!

At such a close distance, one shot to the heart and two shots to the chest, the other party died without saying anything.

too suddenly…

Tang Dao licked the inside of his lower lip with his tongue, slowly cut the steak, poked a piece into his mouth, "I hate people who eat steak with a knife and fork the most, what are you pretending to be!"

Brother Xiao Ma stood behind, looking at the fork in the boss's hand, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly.

"Transporting the corpse to Somalia will always embarrass John, and I will avenge him." Tang Dao said, also lost much appetite, pushed the basin forward, lit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and always felt It's empty.

Don't think that everything is over when Jeremy Beverly dies.

The Miami consortium doesn't need a little blood, this matter is endless!

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Grace raised his head, stared tiredly, and looked at the roof of the car. He struggled for a long time, but how could this body resist?

Wood called bodyguards to drive left and right into the car.

There was a lot of noise from the very beginning of getting into the car, and Wood would not talk back, anyway, the old man was tired of scolding himself.

"Tell me, is Jeremy Beverly going to die?" Suddenly, Grace said this, which surprised Wood, but then hesitated, "I don't know, I also I don't understand."

"Michelle told you to say that."

Grace looked at him, there was no spirit in his eyes at all, and his face looked very bad. He sneered, "Did that Asian pay a big price to buy Michelle's bastard?"

Hearing the other party scolding his father, Wood frowned, and his voice became less polite.

"I don't know what you're talking about at all. Not only my father, but also several other uncles asked me to take you back. The hospitals in Miami are always much better than those in Boston, and they won't treat you badly."

"You want to imprison me?"

"Don't say that, Uncle Grace, we are just businessmen, how could we do such a thing, it's just that you are old and injured again, a few uncles decided to let you take a good rest, maybe when you recover, Come out and take power again, you are right." Although Wood is an honest man, he is really an idiot, he is the most tempered person in the mall, and he doesn't hide it anymore. Before coming to Boston, Michelle Just told him that Grace's consequences would not be death, but she would also lose her freedom.

There is no need to talk too much with such a person.

Sure enough, when Wood completely took off the mask, Grace was finally desperate.

He was sure that Jeremy Beverly must be dead.

Peng!

A punch hit the roof of the car, making a loud noise.

The driver glanced in the rearview mirror, and heard Wood say, "Keep driving, the plane is about to take off." He glanced at Grace again from the corner of his eye, opened his mouth, but still didn't say anything, he was an honest man after all, It won't be worse.

Nothing went wrong along the way, and Grace finally saw Michelle again around seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

The latter seemed to be waiting for him specially, and even prepared a table of dishes for him.

"Grace, it looks like you didn't take advantage of it in Boston, and you got a bullet."

The old man could feel Michelle's mocking towards him, so he was not annoyed. He sat down, glanced at the delicacies on the table, picked up the cigar, put it in his mouth, and looked around. "Where's the lighter?"

Michelle threw the lighter to him, and Grace looked at it, "Gucci? You have taste." Playing with it in his hand, he looked at him provocatively, "There is Jeremy Beverly's on it." Blood!" After speaking, he slapped the table with his hand.

"Which dollar bill has no blood on it? Whose life is not life? You have lived for decades, don't you understand this truth?"

"But you betrayed your own people." Grace slapped the table and cursed.

Michelle stared at him, and the other party stared back, not to be outdone. A man in his seventies or eighties looked like a young man. Of course, he also had crazy reasons. Grace had no family or children, and Jeremy Beverly's illegitimate son can even be said to be the owner of his entire inheritance. The Western world also pays attention to the so-called successor. Now, the illegitimate son is dead, and all of his things are in vain.

His plan to put Jeremy Beverly in charge just fell through!

Michelle pursed her lips and tapped her fingers on the table, "How did Gate die?"

Getter is his eldest son.

Grace was taken aback, the words in his throat were choked back immediately, and a little panic finally appeared in his eyes.

Michelle smiled, put his hands together, stood up, walked to the other side, and patted him on the shoulder, "Don't worry, we have been friends for decades, isn't it just a dead son? I'm dead Son, there is another one, which makes me worry, unlike you, don't worry, I will discuss with Nicholas and ask him to bring Jeremy Beverly's body back, so that you can see your son too."

There are no dirty words in this curse.

Grace was so angry that he wanted to stand up and beat MichelleWood and others who had been waiting outside rushed in and held him down.

"There is also a villa in Broward County, Miami, you can go there to retire."

"Bastard, bastard!"

Grace's swear words are very harsh, but this is more like the last madness.

Of course Michelle would not kill the other party, it is more valuable to keep it.

"Father, is this really over?" Wood asked after hesitating for a while, seeing Michelle looking over, he continued, "I haven't seen Nicholas, but I think his character, I'm afraid It's not over yet."

"Of course he won't stop. Have you ever seen a wolf stare at the meat and keep a few mouthfuls? He's just waiting for a bargaining chip!"

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