1226: C1226 The Old Man's Negotiation

C1226 The Old Man's Negotiation

Towards the two nervous guards, Black Scorpion acted as if he didn't see them at all. He walked in front of Zakala and stretched out his right hand like a gentleman.

"Welcome, my brother."

Zakala ignored the two guards, holding Black Scorpion's hand and giving him a hug.

Black Scorpion was a very handsome young black man, dressed in casual clothes with canvas shoes and looking very clean in the sun. However, only those who knew him knew that his Demon Scorpion Legion could earn him at least hundreds of millions of dollars every year, and that was all in exchange for his life, including bosses like Zakala and Zheburas.

Black Scorpion sat on the reclining chair beside her and hooked his finger at a Caucasian woman.

The Caucasian woman looked at Zakala, and after seeing him nodding, she chuckled and walked to his side. Without waiting for him to say anything, she was pulled into his arms and took off the only covering covering on her upper body.

No one looked at him as if this was a normal thing. Zakala didn't look either as he was looking at the old man.

The old man was also wearing a flowery shirt and leather sandals. He was no different from those workers who worked in the rubber forest, especially after Zakala fixed his eyes on him.

Zakala didn't hear the old man's words and looked towards Zheburas, "Who is this?"

Zheburas shook his head.

Zakala's expression changed and he said lightly: "Since you don't even know who he is, why don't you bring him to me? Oh, my friend, you are making things difficult for me. "

Zheburas shrugged his shoulders and said, "You might really be in a difficult position because he will let you make a choice between the two great sects. It's hard to part with each of them."

Zakala was stunned for a moment before he slowly sat down on the chair and raised his left hand.

On the reclining chair beside him, Black Scorpion had already untied his belt and held the naked Caucasian woman on his lap. Zakala acted as if he didn't see it and took the cigar and put it back in his mouth.

"Respected friend, please call me old man. As for what my name is, I have forgotten about it myself."

The old man slightly straightened his back, looked at Zakala, and slowly said: "Call your people back. Let that child safely return to the America, you will receive a cheque worth thirty million US dollars from the America."

After exhaling a mouthful of smoke, Zakala finally looked straight at the old man: "Old man, are you a waiter sent by Suska?"

"No."

The old man shook his head: "Mr. Soska doesn't know of my existence. I have only come for the child who came to visit Bucho. I have the confidence to get thirty million dollars for you, if you can guarantee that child's safety in leaving the Bucho and returning to America. "

Without waiting for Zakala to say anything, the old man looked at Black Scorpion, who had pushed the Caucasian woman down on the deck chair. He said in a calm voice, "Mr. Black Scorpion, if Mr. Zakala can guarantee the child's safety on his territory, will you agree to give up? If you agree, you will also receive the same benefits. "

Black Scorpion did a fierce movement as if he didn't hear the old man talking to him. He grabbed the screaming Caucasian woman's hair and pulled her into his arms. At the same time, he threw his right hand and a bright ray of light flew above the old man's left ear.

It was a thin razor blade.

In the past six years, at least 88 people have had their throats cut by such blades.

A few strands of white hair floated down from the old man's head, but were quickly blown towards the courtyard by the sea breeze.

Black Scorpion already used actual actions to tell the old man that he wouldn't care about the 30 million USD. As long as that child left Zakala's territory, he would immediately take action.

The old man sighed softly as if he didn't see the blade fly past. His gaze towards Black Scorpion was already filled with pity, as if he was looking at a dead man.

There were only three types of people that could remain calm while facing Black Scorpion's blade: one was a dead person, one was a fool, and the last was a master.

The old man was still standing there and sighing. This proved that he was not a dead man and it was normal for him to speak, so of course he wouldn't be a fool.

Since the old man wasn't a dead man, and wasn't a fool, to be able to ignore Black Scorpion's blade, it proved that he was an expert.

However, Zakala, who had been on this continent for so many years, had never heard of such an expert who didn't care about his appearance.

"Who exactly are you?"

Zakala looked at the old man with vigilance like a cheetah.

Black Scorpion also stopped what he was doing. He pulled the girl over to let her open her mouth, washed his hygiene, then pulled up his pants. He lifted his hand to push the girl down onto the ground and sat her down again.

Black Scorpion's entire set of actions were as natural as flowing water, without any acting at all.

"Like I said, my name is the old man."

He crossed his hands and put them on his body like an old grandpa who had just gotten tired from working on a farm, "Mr. Zakala, Mr. Black Scorpion, in order to see both of you at the same time, I specifically invited Mr. Zheburas to say the words just now."

Let the children go, for thirty million dollars each, or the father will never let them go!

Black Scorpion, who didn't say anything after arriving, finally spoke: "As far as I know, that child is a mixed blood. Father should be from Asia. "Who is his father?"

"A nameless newbie. His name is not worth mentioning, but he has some fighting skills and a desperate aura. Who he is is not important, as the most important people to become friends with him is much better than becoming enemies. "

The old man was like an elder admonishing his descendants as he said kindly, "Actually, all of you should know that once you enrage Southcard, trouble will always arise. Why would you give up your future peaceful life for such a small advantage?"

Zakala smiled, looked at Black Scorpion and said, "What good does that child do you?"

Black Scorpion sniffed and said, "Emperor of Europe will promise me a piece of Eastern European territory. All these years, I've always coveted the rich Russians. If I didn't have so many brothers under my command, I would have made my own fortune over there. Why did I sign a pact with Emperor of Europe to not interfere with each other? Zakala, what benefits do you have? "

"I've lived for forty-seven years before I found out that there is a product in this world that can make people unable to extricate themselves, but doesn't have any side effects on people."

"I think this product will definitely be loved by the rich," Zakala said with a smile. "If it can become a South American distributor, it will definitely have a special meaning to the current times of depression."

Black Scorpion also laughed: "You want a new drug, I want to expand my business, will we give up on this because of the 30 million USD and the reputation of George Family?"

"What do you think?"

After Zakala asked this question, he burst out laughing together with Black Scorpion.

Zheburas also said on the side: "Ai, I was tempted too. Although that child has yet to leave your territory, I feel that if he wants to return to America, he must go through my territory.

"Greed is the greatest sin of death."

The old man stood up from his chair. With a trembling appearance, his face was filled with disappointment and unwillingness, "Can you guys think about it again? The father of that child, he's really powerful -- if I'm not wrong, he's on his way now, and he has enough power to destroy all of you right now. "

Black Scorpion smiled and waved his hand. The thin blade actually made a sound like it was tearing through the air as it whistled and flew towards the old man.

This time, he did not show any mercy as the blade flew towards the old man's throat.

Since the negotiation had failed, there was no longer any need for the envoy to return alive.

Zakala didn't move, but Zheburas raised his hand and yelled urgently: "Hey..."

He wanted to stop Black Scorpion from getting rid of the old man.

He felt that there was no need to provoke strong George Family for the sake of a new drug and his business in Eastern Europe.

If something really happened to that child, I believe that the Finance Queen would immediately launch her most incisive counterattack. For Zheburas's country, this would definitely be a disaster.

Zakala was Colombian, Black Scorpion was East Ba's man, they naturally did not care about whether or not their Bucho would be economic sealed again.

Unfortunately, the movement he stopped was much slower than Black Scorpion's blade.

As for the old man, he didn't respond as quickly as Zakala thought he was an expert. At most, he was still calm enough to make people want to slap his old face.

Just as the blade was about to cut the old man's throat, blood spurted out, but everyone present heard a soft ding sound. The red wine bottle on the table to Zakala's left exploded with a 'pa' sound, and the red wine was like blood, splattering all over his face.0

"Ah, there's a sniper!"

The two guards immediately rushed over to protect Zakala and aimed the gun in the direction where the bullets came from. There was a large grove of coconuts by the sea, which was more than 3000 meters away from where they came from.

When Zakala chose this beach villa, he had considered that there would be a sniper hiding in the coconut forest to ambush him, so he chose the mansion that was the furthest from the coconut forest.

Three thousand meters was three kilometers. Even if they were able to see this far from the sea, what kind of change was it for them to be able to accurately hit a blade that was flying high in the air in the coconut forest three kilometers away?

Since he could shoot a knife, wasn't it more than enough to snipe Zakala and the others?

Cold sweat broke out on Zakala's forehead, but he quickly understood what was going on. He pushed aside the two guards that were protecting him: if the old man wanted to kill him, that sniper who turned too strong could do it.

The old man came because he knew that even if Zakala and the others were killed, his subordinates would deal with that child even more viciously. This also showed the importance of that child and prevented the old man and the others from acting rashly, so they came to negotiate.

The old man looked at Black Scorpion, who was getting up from the deck chair, and said lightly, "Ladies and gentlemen, let me ask one last time, can we settle this issue peacefully?"

"No."

Black Scorpion took a deep breath and suppressed his anger, "My personal life and death is nothing compared to the interests of the corporation. We can't do that if we want to let that kid go. "

"Hai."

The old man sighed and said no more. He turned around and walked to the entrance of the roof. As he walked, he shook his head, looking very regretful.

"Mister geezer, please wait for me!"

Zheburas suddenly caught up to him and stopped after walking a few steps. He looked at Zakala and smiled, "My dear brother, you know what, I really do not wish for you to accept his offer. Because now I finally believe that we can't afford to offend that child. "

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