God level trick system

Chapter 595: Remote Control Bomb!

The mayor of New York gritted his teeth, but still maintained his original posture without moving.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Ye. Originally, this matter was an internal issue of our Hadillon family, but it must be done now. If you don't kill him now, you won't have a chance in the future."

Michael Hadillon turned to Ye Xuan and said apologetically.

Then he turned his head and looked at the mayor.

The rest of the soldiers also raised their guns and aimed at the mayor's wife and the driver.

"It's a coincidence, Mr. Mayor."

Michael sneered.

"If it weren't for our encounter this time, maybe we would never see each other again in the future, right? You are the one who wants to abscond with a huge sum of money. Our Hadillon family is not the government of the United States, and we don't have so much manpower and material resources to hunt down and kill you." You, aren't you? Presumably when you come back this time, you are planning to pack up your things and run away?"

"You don't have evidence, so you can't spew blood! I have always done my duty to the Hadillon family, and I have never done such a thing!"

The mayor stared, cold sweat dripping down his face.

"Oh, really?"

Michael Hadillon motioned to a soldier,

"Mr. Mayor, I'm afraid you have forgotten that our Hadillon family never kills people who have been wronged. Do you think we will do anything to you without enough and sufficient evidence?"

At this time, the soldier had already taken out a tiny laptop.

Michael nodded, tapped twice on the computer, and then turned the screen around for everyone to see.

A surveillance video appeared on the screen.

The video has obviously been processed with clear technology. In the video, there is a huge warehouse. The mayor is waving his hand and directing a car to drive out of it.

The time shown on the video is 12:52 am on the [-]th of last month.

"During this period of time, our Hadillon family has never issued an order to transport munitions from the munitions warehouse in New York."

Michael tapped the screen with his pistol,

"And when we counted the number of munitions in the warehouse, we found that thousands of AK47s and M16s were missing, as well as mortars and individual rocket launchers, landmines, grenades, remote-controlled bombs, etc., with an economic value of no less than one million dollars. The total value Over $500 million.

Originally, you deleted the data in the monitoring hard disk, but it was not straightforward, leaving traces. We sent professional technicians to restore them all.During your tenure as the mayor of New York City and the liaison officer of the Hadillon family in New York, you have shipped out more than forty arms without approval, with a total value of more than 500 million dollars. Do you think you deserve to die? "

"No, that's not the case! These arms are just my temporary..."

The mayor wanted to quibble, but was slapped on the face by Michael.

This slap was so hard that a few traces of blood oozed from the corner of the mayor's mouth.

"Do you still want to quibble, Mr. Mayor? Well..."

Michael Hadillon shrugged,

"Let's put it this way, the driver you used to transport the arms out has been caught and shot by us. Here are all the materials and videos of his interrogation. Would you like to see it? In addition, my brother Bayern Hadillon has been with The major factions at war in the Middle East have confirmed the fact that you have resold arms to some small armed forces through telephone calls. There are absolute evidence and call records here. So, do you want to go to court and wait for the death penalty? Or do you want to Let me give you a good time here?"

Facing Michael Hadillon's scorching menace, the mayor's psychological defense was almost overwhelmed.

After speaking, Michael Hadillon took out his mobile phone, called up a recording, and played it at the highest volume.

The standard Arabic is used in the recording. Although Yang Ning has never learned Arabic professionally, he has a very high level of education, and he can listen to each other very well.

With the assistance of the system, Ye Xuan could also understand.

After all, there is a system, it can help Ye Xuan convert any language.

But the Su sisters are a little messy, they are muttering, and they don't understand at all.

The words in the recording are very clear, roughly as follows:

"General Arnold, may I ask if there are any weapons sold by the Hadiron family among the weapons seized in the recent battle? There seems to be a traitor on our side secretly transporting arms, and we need your assistance."

Ye Xuan could tell that it was Bayern Hadillon's voice.

"Mr. Bayern, please wait a moment, I will check now."

After about a few minutes, General Arnold's voice came:

"Indeed, we have recently wiped out a small armed force entrenched in the surrounding area. Most of the arms used in this armed force come from the Hadiron family. We only found out after your reminder. As your loyal buyer, please Be sure not to sell arms to this group of people. If it was done by a mole, you can catch him and transfer him to me, and I will let him experience Arab torture."

"Thank you, General Arnold, we will definitely give you an account of the traitor issue. Also, please pass this matter on to other factions, lest they think that I, Bayern Hadillon, do not keep my promise."

After Bayern's voice, the recording ended.

Ye Xuan naturally understood what this general named Anol was thinking.

On a battlefield, such things as arms are very important. If you can monopolize high-tech armed arms, then you will have an advantage.

But in case of an ignorant arms dealer, the kind who sells out when he has money, he will inevitably attract the disgust of the major factions, lose business, and even cause death.

Of course, the Hadillon family would never be like this, they were principled arms dealers.

In one hotspot and one war zone, they will only supply the largest armed forces with arms.

Like the mayor of New York, the Hadillon family lost not only money, but also great reputation.

For this kind of business, money is small, reputation is big!

So the mayor of New York is naturally impossible to escape death.

After listening to the recording, the mayor's psychological defense completely collapsed.

He trembled all over, staring at Michael Hadillon in front of him with a pair of evil eyes.

The latter, with the same but sharper gaze, returned the past, instantly breaking the opponent.

"Okay, now you have three choices. One is that we will send people to collect evidence and hand it over to the US government, so that you can be tried for corruption, arms reselling and other crimes. You know, you, a sentence of hundreds of years is not too much Right? Another thing is, hand you over to General Arnold. I believe that the major factions on their side have already hated you? Your end may not be very happy. There is another one, which is also the simplest The best way is that I will kill you with one shot now, let you die smoothly, you choose."

With that said, Michael put the gun on the mayor's forehead again.

"Heh... this day is indeed here, but do you think I'm not prepared?"

The mayor sneered, and jerked off his jacket, revealing a string of remote-controlled bombs inside!