C2850 Who Is It
Leo thinks if he makes any moves, McRae will definitely attack him.
Fine, I'm going to show off now!
I'm going to put myself in it.
Now, Leo couldn't leave even if he wanted to.
There was only one way left for him now, which was to break through money and avoid disaster.
He didn't expect that the 100,000 dollars would disappear just like that before he could cover up the heat!
When he thought of this, Leo felt a little melancholy.
"Bang! Bang!"
After throwing the last two thugs out the door, McRae looked at Leo. "Leo, I've done what I needed to do. Now it's time to pay, right?"
Pay?
Pay!
After paying, Leo could not think of any other way.
"Follow me!" Leo glared at McRae and rushed towards the exit.
"Clang!"
At that moment, the door of the bar was violently kicked open from the outside. Then, a middle-aged man in a suit and a hat walked in.
He took off his hat and swept his gaze across the crowd. Then, his gaze landed on Leo.
He smiled and asked, "You are Leo, right?"
Uh...
Leo was a little confused when he heard the man's words.
In his memory, he did not remember meeting such a man.
"I am, and you are?"
"I am Douglas." The middle-aged man smiled and said, "Leo, our boss is looking for you. If you have time, come with me."
Go?
Leo's mouth twitched. He was speechless. Why should he go?
"Sorry, I'm not free!" Leo refused without thinking.
Although he was not considered a character, Leo felt that he was somewhat famous in the underworld.
This fellow actually dared to order him around. He was simply tired of living!
"Not free?" Douglas smiled indifferently.
"Leo, I'll give you another chance. Come with me..."
"Even if it's ten times, it's still the same! I'm not going! " As he spoke, he waved at McRae and said, "McRae, throw him out for me."
"Okay!" Without any hesitation, McRae immediately nodded in agreement.1
Today was different from the past. Leo was now the financial backer, and under his command, he commanded. When he got the money, he would properly control Leo!
Thinking of this, McRae walked straight to Douglas. As he walked, he sneered and said, "Brother, don't blame me for not giving you a chance."
"Disappear from my sight now. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude to you!"
"Then I'd like to see how you're going to be rude to me." Douglas smiled and took out a 20-centimeter long, silver gun from his bag.
Desert Eagle, a hunting pistol released by MRI in 1980. Its power was enough to kill a cow!
"You can try again and see if your fist is faster or my gun piece." Douglas said with narrowed eyes.
From his words, one could tell that he was obviously joking.
At this moment, McClane froze on the spot.
There was no other way. It wasn't that he wanted to be stunned, but that he had been hit by a Desert Eagle on his head. Even if he wanted to move, he wouldn't be able to!
And his fist was faster than a gun?
If his fist was bigger than a gun, what was the point of having a gun?
At this moment, McRae opened his mouth and was speechless.
"Who the hell are you?" McRae narrowed his eyes and stared fixedly at Douglas!
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