Chapter 67: Mickey, work for me.
People who are shameless to this extent are also really interesting from a certain point of view.
"Forget it tonight. I have something else to do," Ding Ze smiled, took a sip of the remaining whisky, got up straight up, and said to Kevin again, "You can't give him the two thousand dollars, otherwise I won't come."
"Don't worry!" Kevin answered simply.
Frank's face was twisted in a mess, but he didn't give us. He said to Ding Ze in a hurry, "Then tomorrow?"
"Let's talk about it tomorrow," leaving this sentence behind, Ding Ze left.
Frank hurriedly followed, "Then I'll wait for you here tomorrow!"
Ding Ze ignored it and went out.
Frank followed all the way and kept saying that he would show his brazenness vividly.
It was not until Ding Ze drove away that Frank closed his mouth and returned to the bar.
Sitting in front of the bar, Frank looked at Tommy and other drunkards next to him and said excitedly, "I'm really going to be developed this time, you know? That boy is driving a Mercedes-Benz, and he is really rich..."
Frank said it a la la.
The bartender behind the bar really couldn't listen, "Frank, shut up!! If Fiona knows that you sold her like this, she will have to kill you!"
Frank didn't care at all. "It's impossible. I know exactly what my daughter is like. She can find such a rich and handsome boyfriend. It's too late to be happy. How can she kill me! Besides, she doesn't have the courage to kill.
The bartender shook her head helplessly and didn't bother to sany more.
Frank didn't care. He greeted Kevin and said, "Come on, pour the wine. I have to drink the two thousand dollars quickly!"
Kevin didn't talk nonsense to Frank and poured wine silently.
Frank drank and continued to chitter.
No one pays attention.
That's it.
Elber Bar quickly returned to the way it was.
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Ding Ze drove the car and planned to go straight to Mirkovic's house to talk to Mickey, but on the way, he saw Mickey and two cousins wandering by the roadside.
It's convenient.
Ding Ze stopped the car decisively, got out of the car and leaned against the car. He shouted at Mickey a few meters away, "Micky."
Mickey just took a sip of beer into his mouth. Hearing the sound, he saw Ding Ze and Ding Ze's car and shouted unhakably, "Who are you?"
This bad temper is so suitable for Mexico.
No wonder Mickey ran to Mexico and successfully entered a Mexican specialty organization.
It's a waste of this guy not going to Mexico.
"I'm your ancestor!" Ding Ze replied with a smile.
Hearing this!
Mickey: "!!!!"
Two two cousins: "!!!"
The three looked at each other.
"Fam him!"
The three of them said in unison, raised their feet and went straight to Ding Ze aggressively.
Ding Ze unbuttoned the suit jacket in a hurry, lifted the coat slightly, and exposed Glock in his waist. "I advise you not to do this."
Mickey saw Glock on Ding Ze's waist at a glance, and immediately stopped the two cousins. He looked at Ding Ze with complicated eyes and said, "What are you looking for me for?"
"How about working for me?" Ding Ze put down his coat and said with a smile.
"Fxxk you!" Mickey laughed and scolded.
"20,000 US dollars a month," Ding Ze took out a cigarette, lit one, and said lightly.
Thump.
Mickey didn't laugh.
The two cousins widened their eyes.
The next second.
The two cousins almost made a sound at Mickey together.
Mickey, 20,000 dollars! Every month!"
"Able!!"
Mickey was indeed suppressed by this number. He took his expression seriously and threatened Ding Ze, "You'd better not joke with me!"
"Of course not."
"What do you want me to do?" Mickey asked.
Ding Ze didn't answer, "Let the two cousins go back, and we can have a good talk."
The two cousins were not happy to hear it.
"We can do what Mickey can do."
"We also want to work for you."
Ding Ze shook his head.
Mickey is crazy, but he still has a little brain. He is a normal person.
Other men from the Mirkovic family, tut, that's really not a normal person.
He doesn't want it for free.
See the situation.
Mickey thought for a while, turned his head and said to the two cousins, "You go back first and I'll talk to him."
"But..."
The two cousins don't want to leave.
"Go back!" Mickey didn't talk nonsense and said it cruelly.
The two cousins had no choice but to leave.
Then, Mickey walked to Ding Ze without fear.
"Let's get in the car," Ding Zela said, opening the door.
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Sit in the co-pilot's seat.
"Say, what do you want me to do?" Mickey was not restrained at all. He shit a cigarette, took a deep breath, and then asked.
"You all need to do what the hitman needs to do. The main job is to kill. You can kill whoever I ask you to kill."
Ding Ze came back very simply, and then threw a bait. "If you can prove that you have that ability in the future, I will let you lead the team. How many people you can lead depends on your ability."
"Of course, the salary will rise at that time, 100,000 US dollars a month, and there will be various additional subsidies."
Mickey, where can he go?
Ding Ze can't say anything.
He came to Mickey, one by the way, and second, he thought Mickey had that potential.
But the potential is illusory. It is unknown whether it can be transformed in the future and how much it can be transformed.
So.
Try it.
If it doesn't work, let it go.
It doesn't bother me.
Mickey was not much surprised by this. He just guessed that it would probably be like this. "So, I have to become your watch, right?"
"In this world, who is not someone's cousin?" Ding Ze smiled, "Everyone is serving others. You serve me. At least, can you get out of this damn place, or do you want to stay here all the time? Grab snacks, bully the weak? A lifetime of cowards?"
"How do I live? It's none of your business?" Mickey didn't like to hear such words, and he was a little upset. "You said so much. What on earth did you come from?"
Mickey may be able to seduce with money.
But to make Mickey follow willingly, the most important thing is strength.
And the power... He just has it.
"Have you seen the news this afternoon?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.
Mickey was puzzled, "What news?"
"My boss is Ding Ze."
As soon as this comes out.
Instantly!
Mickey's expression changed drarakly, and his slightly immature face was full of disbelief.
"Fxxk!"
"Are you serious?"
Ding Ze smiled and nodded.
After confirmation, Mickey took a few slubs in a row, and then asked curiously, "Did your boss really kill so many FBIs?"
"Just a dozen."
"Awesome!" Mickey sincerely praised, and then smoked the rest of the cigarettes in one breath. He was really serious. "Although it's exciting to follow you to work in the FBI, I think I don't have that ability. I'm afraid I can't make this money.
"Do you think the FBI is terrible?" Ding Ze asked with a smile.
"Nonsense!" Mickey simply admitted it.
"So you think my boss is a fool? If the FBI is really terrible, why did he do that in the afternoon?
Mickey's language was stuffed for two seconds, "... Maybe your boss is indeed a fool.
"Haha, you boy, you are quite bold," Ding Ze was amused. "My boss is a businessman, and the FBI won't be a problem. Moreover, his next focus is Mexico and Colombia. How about that? Do you think you have this ability?
Mickey: ". ..."
What a boy!
Mexico?
Colombia???
Cartel?
Such a comparison...
The FBI really won't be a problem...
After all, in terms of ferocity, Cartel is the FBI!!!
(End of this chapter)
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