In the dilapidated car, Babos stared at his subordinate Federo in front of him with wide eyes. He really couldn't believe that the other party would point a gun at him.

Phil, who was driving next to him, was also stunned at this moment, his mouth wide open and he was stunned.

After all, even he could not have imagined that Federo would dare to pull out a gun and point it at Babos.

"Phaedrus, what do you want, you bastard? How dare you point a gun at me?" At this time, Babos looked angry, not to mention how angry he was in his heart.

After all, Federo has been one of his subordinates since he was a child, and he has been with him for seven or eight years now.

The front leg had just been betrayed by a friend, and now the subordinate who had been watching him for seven or eight years dared to point a gun at his head. Babos was about to go completely berserk.

However, because of the cold gun on his forehead, Babos tried his best to calm down.

At this time, Federo's deep voice also sounded: "Barbus, I don't want to leave this city."

"Is this the reason why you pointed the gun at me?" Babos clenched his fists with a livid face and said sarcastically: "I think you want to use me to exchange money with Wilson!"

Federo's expression suddenly changed, because Babos had really guessed it right.

Ever since he heard the reward price offered by Wilson to Babos, Babos had already started to make this idea.

Two hundred thousand Australian dollars is an astronomical sum for Federo, who lives at the bottom of society.

After all, he followed Babos all year round, and the money he received was probably only about 10,000 Australian dollars.

However, Phaedrus had not made up his mind at that time and was still struggling in his heart.

But when Babos wanted to stir up trouble at this juncture, Federo couldn't help it.

After all, in his opinion, Babos' behavior was just to get him killed, and he didn't want to do that.

After Babos watched Federo's expression change, he continued to sneer: "You don't really think you can get money from Wilson if you catch me!"

"We all know what kind of character Wilson is. Do you think he would let someone who participated in burning down his bar do you think?"

"Also, you also took action on John's matter. Do you think Wilson will not care about it?"

"Phaedrus, don't be naive, we are all on the ship for a day now, and now we can only survive if we join the group."

Although Babos was talking calmly on the surface, in fact he was already quite panicked in his heart.

After all, no one can remain calm with that cold muzzle pressed against their head.

After hearing what Babos said, Federo's expression suddenly changed.

After all, what Babos said does make some sense, and Wilson is indeed a vengeful man.

In addition, he also took action on John's matter. If Wilson were to know about this matter, he would definitely not let him go.

But even so, Federo did not regret pointing his gun at Babos.

After all, he didn't want to go crazy with Babos. He just wanted to leave the city safely.

Thinking of this, Federo immediately pushed the muzzle of his gun hard and said, "Barbus, hand me the backpack next to you."

Babos looked a little ugly, after all, the backpack contained all his belongings.

However, faced with Federo's unfamiliar eyes, Babos reluctantly handed the backpack to him in the end.

Federo took the backpack and immediately opened the zipper to take a look.

When he saw a bundle of cash bills inside, Federo couldn't help but look surprised.

After all, this was the first time he had seen so much cash under Barbus in so many years.

And when he thought that the money would be his own, Federo couldn't help but get excited.

But Federo knew that this was not the time to count the banknotes. He had other business to do now.

Looking at the boss in front of him who usually took good care of him, Federo's eyes flickered a few times, but in the end he had no intention of being cruel.

He even took out a small stack of banknotes from his backpack, estimated to be several thousand Australian dollars, and handed it directly to Babos.

"Take the money and get out of the car, Babos." Federo said solemnly: "Remember to get off the car with your head in your hands, don't try to play any tricks."

Under the eaves, what else could Babos say now? He could only take the little money from the other party, and then got out of the car with his hands raised and his face ashen.

But Federo followed without worry and confiscated the pistol from Barbus.

But this time Babos couldn't help but said: "Just drive away the car and take the guns away from me. What will I do if Wilson's men come to find me later?"

Federo thought about it, and then remembered that Babos had been kind to him before, and he immediately said: "Don't worry, I will throw the gun and bullets in front, and you can pick them up later."

After speaking, Federo carefully backed away and got into the car, then asked Phil to drive away.

Phil had not yet come to his senses at this time, so he could only do as Federo said, and drove forward and continued driving.

And Federo kept his word. After the car drove more than ten meters, he threw the pistol and several magazines to the side of the road.

After all, after all these years, Federo still had some concerns about his feelings, and he didn't want Barbus to have even a protective weapon.

When Babos saw Federo throw the gun out of the window, he immediately rushed up and picked up the gun and the magazine.

The moment he picked up the gun, Babos immediately raised the gun and pointed it at the vehicle that was moving away.

However, the power of the pistol is limited, and it cannot hit the car in front at this distance.

In addition, the cars of He Fan and his group of foreigners were parked nearby, and Babos was worried about disturbing those people by shooting.

"Fake! Shet..." Babos cursed a few times on the spot, and then dejectedly ran to a dark corner to hide.

Looking at the only one thousand Australian dollars he had left on him, Babos almost burst into tears. After all, the backpack he just carried contained tens of thousands of Australian dollars.

"Phaedrus, you bastard, I will never let you go. It's best not to let me touch you."

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When the car gradually moved away, until it was two kilometers away, Phil, who was driving, came to his senses, and then he looked at Fedro with a worried look on his face.

After all, this guy Federo dared to point a gun at Babos' head, and he might attack him.

People die for money and birds die for food. Phil was really worried that Federo would be fascinated by the money and attack him.

After all, the money is not much in the first place. If one more person shares it, it will be even less.

Thinking of this, Phil quickly said: "Phaedrus, I don't need the money, but can you let me go? After all, we are friends after all."

Federo sneered: "Don't worry Phil, I just don't want to follow Babos to find those foreigners to die. When we get there, we will split the money equally."

"Really?" Phil's eyes lit up and he immediately said happily: "Phaedrus, we will be brothers from now on."

"Haha..." Federo nodded with a smile. If he hadn't known how to drive, he wouldn't have taken Phil with him.

After all, there is only so much money, and one more person will get a bigger share.

Now Federo can only ask Phil to drive him away from this place quickly, and then find another opportunity to deal with the other party.

At this time, Phil didn't know that he was about to face a bloody disaster, and he happily thought that Federo really wanted to give him half of the money.

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When I returned to Babos, I saw that he had now corrected his depressed mood and was staring intently at the villa not far ahead.

When he thought that his current fate was all caused by the other party, Babos couldn't restrain his hatred.

After all, the image of his brother Barton being beaten into a hornet's nest lingered in his mind.

Thinking of this, Babos' eyes became firmer.

"Go and take a look first, then do it if you have the chance." Babos murmured viciously.

After saying that, Babos cautiously moved toward the corner.

But soon, Babos became depressed and squatted in a bush, motionless.

Because there were people standing guard all around the villa, he couldn't get in at all.

But he was still a little unwilling to let Babos just retreat.

After all, he doesn't even have a car now, so how far can he go with these legs?

And since he only had so little money, he would probably be begging on the streets before too long.

So at least he has to get some money or a car from the other party.

Thinking of this, Babos could only squat in the grass and stare at the brightly lit villa in front of him, slowly waiting for the opportunity to take action.

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In the villa, He Fan and Situ Naza were lying on the bed chatting.

"What did your mother say, do you want to go back?" He Fan's voice sounded.

Situ Naza smiled and nodded: "My mother said it's okay, but there are still some things to deal with here."

"How long will it probably take?"

"It only takes two or three days."

He Fan nodded and said with a smile: "Then choose a day and I will have someone take you back."

Soon the lights in the room were turned off, after all it was already early in the morning.

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To be continued...