One Thousand One Hundred and One: Important Information

Not long after, the housekeeper's bedroom door opened gently, and a black refugee walked in quietly.

He stood behind the butler and then dropped to his knees.

The butler turned his back to him and said: "After you go out to spread the news, do you know what to do? I will give your family a sum of money so that all your brothers, sisters and parents can live a prosperous life, but if you don't follow my instructions, You know, I know where they live."

The black man trembled: "I know, sir, after the news is gone, I will be a dead person, because you said that only dead people will not reveal any secrets."

The housekeeper nodded: "Whether your family can change its poor status depends on your own consciousness, go ahead."

The black man nodded and exited the room on all fours.

The Duke didn't know everything about the housekeeper, because all the maids accompanying him had been bribed by the housekeeper. The Duke's every move, including when he would leave his bedroom, was under the housekeeper's nose.

The black man went directly to the Mexican black market. He went directly to the agent of the four gangs in the black market. The agent was not interested in him.

First of all, he is a refugee. What valuable things would a refugee have?

The refugee felt that he was about to be beaten to death, but did not see the agent. In a hurry, he told Old Ross's full name.

He said: "With this name, you can make a fortune! The people above you need it!"

The two bodyguards who wanted to beat him to death frowned after hearing this. They are very unfamiliar with Old Ross's name. In fact, there are too many people in the world who may not know the names of the Ross family, including its internal members.

But who comes out to hang out and doesn’t seek wealth and prosperity? Everyone is lucky if they have the slightest chance.

The refugee knew that they were hesitant, and continued: "I don't have the ability to threaten your heads, but believe me, I have news here, your heads need it very much! You two will also benefit from this!"

The two bodyguards looked at him lying on the ground vomiting blood, squatted down and asked, "What's the news?"

"I can't say, I can only say to your heads, you will die if you find out!" said the refugee.

"Are you playing tricks on us?" The bodyguard gave him a kick.

The refugee was rolling on the ground in pain, but when he thought that if this thing couldn't be done, his family would be in danger, he gritted his teeth and endured it: "I have nothing, so I can't bear to go to this water. Believe it or not, I won't lose anything. But you will suffer a lot from above, so you will lose your job and even your life!"

The two bodyguards hesitated to wave their fists, and then they searched the refugee for any lethal weapons before dragging him into the villa where Sal used to live.

The current agents of these four gangs are none other than the one who was responsible for helping Xu Cheng. He helped Xu Cheng run errands in the mercenary land several times, and was therefore assigned to work in the black market. It can be said that among the four gangs, he is second only to the four bosses. For him, this is all due to Mr. Fang.

Two bodyguards dragged the black refugee in and talked to the two guards at the door. The guard at the door ran in and said to the agent: "Mr. Spears, a refugee said he wanted to see you. He said you might need The contents of his mouth.”

Spears sat on a sofa in a stately lobby, with international news playing on the background, including headlines about Benjamin's visit to England.

"Refugees?" Spears was still leaning on the sofa, frowning: "Can you believe the words of refugees? When will it be the turn of refugees to do intelligence work in the dark world?"

Guard: "That's not clear. The brother outside the gate has beaten him severely, but he still insists on seeing you, saying that something is wrong. We have checked him and he is absolutely safe."

Seeing that nothing happened, Spears raised his hand: "Bring him in."

The guard nodded and went out. Not long after, the black refugee was dragged in. His head was covered with blood, and he looked very weak from excessive blood loss.

Spears turned to the sofa curiously, looked at him, lit a cigar, looked at Erlang's legs from a distance and asked: "You are going to die now, are you sure you want to see me? Now you are asking me to do something in the black market There are too many people, but your perseverance is the first one. Tell me, what is the information in your mouth? If you think today is April Fool's Day and come to play with me, I have hundreds of fun projects for you. "

The black man looked at the seven or eight armed bodyguards around him, then looked at Spears and indicated with his eyes: "This information is not convenient for a third person to know."

"Can you get rid of us so you can attack our heads?" A bodyguard sneered: "I wonder who is up there? Are you brave?"

"You guys go out." Spears interrupted several bodyguards and said confidently: "This is a black market! If you want my life, don't say that my brothers won't agree. People in the entire industry outside will not agree. Who wants to Taking action against me is tantamount to offending the entire black market. I estimate that no matter who it is, they will not leave here alive. You all should get out."

The eight bodyguards looked at each other, looked at the refugee again, and made sure that he indeed did not have any combat power or weapons before they walked out of the villa one after another.

The refugee left behind struggled to stand up. He looked at Spears and asked again for confirmation: "Are you really the agent of the Four Gangs?"

Spears laughed: "Are you kidding me? You don't even know who your agent is, what are you doing here?"

"No, I'm just afraid that this information will be of no use to you. It depends on whether you are a member of the Fourth Gang." The refugee said.

"I am." Spears said, "If you have something to say, say it quickly, and if you have something to say, say it quickly!"

"I need some money, five million dollars!" the refugee said.

Spears raised an eyebrow: "Do you know what you are talking about? Are you stunned?"

Refugee: "Five million, deposit it into an account. My information is worthless to others, but to you and the people above you, it is worth 500 billion!"

Spears laughed, laughed out loud, looked at the refugee like a fool, then pulled out a gun and prepared to shoot.

The refugee was so frightened that he quickly said: "If you don't believe it, you can talk to your superiors. Their status is inaccessible to me as a refugee, so I came to you. If you accept this offer, believe me, the superiors will appreciate you." It’s a plus.”

Spears originally pulled the trigger of the gun but did not fire it. Looking at the scared but nervous look on the refugee's face, it was obvious that he was afraid of death, so he must not be playing tricks on himself for no reason.

"You'd better not be really crazy!" Spears said, and used a special mobile phone to call Sal, the leader of the four bosses.