In the shabby car, Barbos widened his eyes and looked at his subordinate Fedro in front of him. He couldn't believe that the other party would point a gun at him.

Phil, who was driving on the side, was stunned at this time, and opened his mouth wide and was stunned.

After all, even he could not have imagined that Fedro would dare to take out his gun and point it at Babos.

"What do you bastard, Fedro, want to do? How dare you point a gun at me?" At this time, Barbos looked angry, not to mention how angry he was.

After all, this guy Fedro has been following his subordinate since he was a child. It has been seven or eight years now.

The front foot was just betrayed by a friend. Now, when his subordinates who had been with him for seven or eight years dared to point a gun at his head, Babos was about to go completely.

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

At this time, Federona's low voice also sounded: "Babos, I don't want to leave this city."

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

Fedro's face changed a little because he was really guessed correctly by Babos.

Since hearing the price of Wilson offered a reward to Barbos, Barbos has already started to make this idea.

Two hundred thousand Australian dollars, for Fedro, who lives at the bottom of society, that is an astronomical figure.

After all, he followed Babos throughout the year and probably only got ten thousand dollars in the money.

But Fedro did not make up his mind at that time and was still struggling.

However, when Babos was still trying to create trouble at this critical moment, Federroe could not help it.

After all, in his opinion, Babos was completely trying to pull him to give him a head, so he didn't want to do this.

After seeing Fedro's face change, Barbos continued to sarcastically: "You don't really think that you can get money from Wilson if you catch me!"

"We all know what kind of personality Wilson is. Do you think he will let someone participate in the burning of his bar?"

"Also, you also took action on John's matter. Do you think Wilson wouldn't care?"

"Fedro, don't be naive. We are all on board for a day now. Now only the delegation can survive."

Although Babos talked calmly on the surface, he was actually very panicked.

After all, no one can calm down when the cold muzzle is pressed against his head.

After hearing what Barbos said, Fedro's face changed suddenly.

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

In addition, he also took action on John's matter. If Wilson had known about this, he would probably never let him go.

But even so, Federro did not regret raising a gun at Babos.

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

Thinking of this, Federroe immediately pushed the gun hard and said, "Babos, hand me the backpack next to you."

Babos's face looked a little ugly, after all, the backpack contained all his belongings now.

However, facing Fedrona's unfamiliar eyes, Babos finally reluctantly handed the backpack to the other party.

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

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

After all, it was the first time he had seen so much cash in his years under Babos.

When Fedro couldn't help but feel excited when he thought that the money was his own.

However, Fedro knew that this was not the time to count the money, and now he still had some serious things to do.

Looking at the boss in front of him who usually takes good care of him, Fedro's eyes flashed a few times, but in the end he still didn't plan to take action.

He even took out a small stack of banknotes from his backpack, which was probably several thousand Australian dollars, and handed them directly to Babos.

"Get out with the money, Barbos." Fedro said in a deep voice: "Remember to get out with your head in your hands, don't think of any tricks."

The man was under the eaves. What else could Barbos say now? He could only take the other party’s money, then got out of the car with his head ashen faced with his face.

Fedro followed him with concern and confiscated the pistol on Babos.

But this time, Barbos couldn't help saying, "Just let it go, just take the gun away. What should I do if Wilson's men come to me later?"

When Fedro thought about it, he thought of Babos being nice to him before, and he immediately said, "Don't worry, I will throw this gun and bullets in front. You can pick it up later."

After saying that, Fedro carefully stepped back into the car, and then asked Phil to drive away.

Before Phil could come to his senses, he could only do as Fedro said and drove forward.

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

After all, Fedro has been concerned about some feelings for so many years and does not want Babos to not even have a protective weapon.

After seeing Fedro throwing the gun out of the window, Barbos immediately rushed up and picked up the gun and magazines.

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

However, the power of the pistol is limited, and this distance cannot hit the car ahead at all.

In addition, the cars of He Fan and the foreigners were parked next to him, and Barbos was also worried that the shooting would disturb the people.

"Fake! Schet..." Babos cursed violently while he was still there, and then he ran to a dark corner and hid in dejectedly.

Looking at the only thousand Australian dollars left on his body, Barbos was almost crying. After all, the backpack was tens of thousands of Australian dollars just now.

"Fedro, you bastard, I will never let you go. It's better not to let me meet you."

...

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

After all, Fedro dared to point a gun at Babos' head, and he might even attack him.

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

After all, there is not much money at all, and if one person has more money, it will be even less.

Thinking of this, Phil hurriedly said, "Fedro, I can don't want the money, but can you let me go? After all, we are friends no matter what we say."

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

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

"Haha..." Fedro nodded with a smile. If he hadn't been able to drive, he wouldn't have taken Phil with him.

After all, there is only so much money, and one more person has to be paid.

Now Fedro can only ask Phil to drive him away from the place quickly, and then find another opportunity to get rid of the other party.

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

...

When he returned to Babos, he had already adjusted his depressed mood at this moment, and was staring at the villa not far ahead.

Gu Ya

When he thought that he had his current fate, it was all caused by the other party, Babos couldn't help but feel hatred.

After all, the scene of his younger brother Patton being beaten into a hornet's nest was lingering in his mind.

Thinking of this, Babos's eyes became more and more firm.

"Let's go and have a look first, and if you have the chance, you'll do it." Barbos murmured viciously.

After saying that, Babos carefully touched the corner of the wall.

But soon, Barbos became depressed and squatted in a grass without moving.

Because there were people standing guard all around the villa, he couldn't touch it.

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

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

And he only had that little money on him, so he probably wouldn't have to go out to the streets to beg.

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

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

...

In the villa at this time, He Fan was lying on the bed and chatting with Situ Nazha.

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

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

"It probably will take how long."

"It's only two or three days."

He Fan nodded and said with a smile: "Then choose a day and I'll send you back."

Soon the lights in the room went out, after all, it was already early morning.
To be continued...