"Evil ghost?"
Baker chuckled: "If you provoke evil spirits, you will indeed be haunted by them, and then the whole family will be uneasy. However, a tiger can also eat people, and it will also eat the whole family."
Although Murad described Baker as a handsome and handsome jungle tiger, this did not change a thing.
Very simple.
Tigers, even powerful tigers, may be killed, but an evil ghost cannot be killed by conventional means.
In other words, even now, after Murad himself learned about Baker from the Intercontinental Hotel here, he still believed that it was better to offend Baker, the tiger, than to offend that unknown evil ghost.
Well……
There is nothing wrong with this choice. If he were to put himself in his shoes and someone told him to either provoke a tiger or a fierce ghost, Baker would choose to provoke the tiger.
But one code equals another.
While Baker understood, it didn't change the fact that Murad wanted to kidnap him to the evil spirit.
so……
Baker looked at Murad without any expression: "Now, I will give you two choices."
Murad came out to seek life when he was young, and he was flexible and flexible. Although a younger brother and an eldest son are dead now, he can only take revenge when he is alive, but he cannot take revenge after he is dead.
"Please say."
"First, tell me the name of the evil spirit. Then, when you walk out of this door, I will give you a decent death. After that, I will give you a promise. As long as Albania does not come to provoke me, I will not do anything to you. Bloodline starts."
"...What about the second one?"
"Second, you can choose to remain silent and leave this door. In the next year, I will kill the bloodline of other generals in the Albanian organization until your bloodline is cut off. If you have really seen my Information, I think, you know how to choose."
Baker said these two choices expressionlessly. If he provokes evil spirits, his family will be destroyed, but if he provokes a tiger, his family will also be destroyed.
This actually illustrates one thing again.
weak……
It’s original sin!
Murad fell into silence. There were two choices. There was no doubt that one was a good death and the other was the death of the whole family.
If the second choice is given, Baker will not attack his bloodline, but once the other four generals know about this matter, there is no doubt that they will willingly give up their blood in order to appease the tiger's anger. The blood was tied up and sent to the tiger respectfully as a sacrifice.
After a while.
Murad, who had just closed his eyes and opened them again, seemed to be much older all of a sudden: "Can I go over and make a phone call?"
He originally thought he would be fine hiding in the Intercontinental Hotel, but he didn't expect Baker to be so shameless and use his descendants to blackmail him.
Of course.
You can blackmail, and I can blackmail, but Murad's people in New York have not found any bonds that would make Hero Moulton afraid in the past three days.
This is very annoying.
It felt like Baker had Big Ivan in his hand, and there were more than a dozen of them, but there was nothing in his hand.
This is probably why many people in the ordinary criminal world are reluctant to provoke assassins, because for assassins, if they can't kill you with one hit, then as long as they don't die and are willing, they have plenty of time to play with you.
Baker showed a smile: "Please do it."
Murad said thank you politely, then stood up and walked aside.
ten minutes later.
The administrator here walked across from Baker and sat down in Murad's original position.
Baker glanced at the administrator, then frowned and thought for a while, and then suddenly laughed: "Sorry, I can't find an organization that started by selling women. Is there anything that would attract the attention of the High Table Organization?"
In other words, what kind of bargaining chips does Murad have in his hands that can impress the high table?
The administrator smiled: "Mr. Moulton, you know the rules. This matter is up to you. If you don't want to, I will refuse."
"Ah!"
Baker sneered: "After I refuse, I will be hated by the top five high tables, that's what it looks like."
The administrator said: "This is impossible. InterContinental Hotel treats all members equally, Mr. Moulton."
There was a mocking expression on Baker's lips.
Just listen to this sentence. If you don't stand in front of the five high-end tables, why can't you wear small shoes?
but……
Baker laughed: "Okay, I refuse."
The administrator was stunned for a moment, then resumed his professional smile: "I understand, please wait a moment, Mr. Moulton."
Baker nodded towards the administrator.
If you wear small shoes, wear small shoes.
Who is afraid of whom.
When you go out to hang out, reputation is more important than anything else. It took Baker so many years to let others know that [family reunion hero]. Baker really wants to keep this attitude. After all, with this reputation, Baker will be reduced a lot. Troublesome.
after awhile.
The administrator walked over from a short distance with Murad, who looked a little gray behind him, and then the administrator turned around and left.
Murad took a deep breath: "I choose one, and I hope you can keep your promise."
Baker shook his head at this moment: "It's too late."
Murad was slightly startled: "What?"
Baker looked at Murad with a strong sense of ridicule at the corner of his mouth: "Choices are the same as opportunities. If you miss it, you won't have it."
If Murad hadn't made any unnecessary moves just now, Baker would have let his family go.
but now?
One thing can be clearly seen from the fact that Murad ran over to make a deal with the high table.
This old guy still despises him.
Use your brain to think about the transaction content that can interest the high-level table. Why not directly trade with Baker?
After all.
In Murad's heart, there is a greater than number. The evil spirit is greater than the Intercontinental Hotel and Baker.
Made.
SHIELD wouldn't even put him at the bottom of the rankings. What qualifications do you have for an old guy?
Baker said expressionlessly: "Tell me the name of the evil spirit, and then walk out of this hotel, and then I will give your whole family a decent death."
Murad heard this changed choice and suppressed his anger: "Molton, do you really think you can kill us all?"
"you?"
"No no no."
Baker shook his head with a funny look on his face: "I said, I have no intention of dealing with you Albania. I think if I let the wind out and only target your bloodline, then the other four generals will not interfere. "
"We are brothers."
"hehe."
When Baker heard this, he shook his head and got up from the sofa: "I know your choice, but I want to see how much money you have and how much money you have to be able to live here after all your bloodline outside dies. How long can you stay in a hotel for $1,500 a day?”
Said.
Baker turned around and smiled brightly at Murad, whose hair seemed to have turned a bit gray: "I'm looking forward to it."
Murad: "..."
