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Chapter 608 Financial Capitalist 【Ask for a gift, ask for a monthly pass】

Zhuang Ming was going to watch a movie. Does this Jim have any plans for the next step, or is he just planning to die here.

A real fighter will leave a way out for himself, and only in this way can it be called perfect revenge.

Instead of doing things mindlessly.

Although Jim didn't know who these two people were, at least it didn't affect him.

Suppressing the shock in my heart, I walked directly to the CEO office of the company inside.

The bodyguard just now was standing outside the office to defend.

As for why Jim is so familiar with this place, of course he has made preparations a few days ago.

What he did was not to use the blueprints of this building, and directly pretend to be a cleaner to check here. After all, modern society is developing too fast. Even if you find the blueprints, many things are likely to change.

There are some other factors, it is better to find out for yourself.

So I am very familiar with this place, and the one who missed it was the bodyguard, who didn't see it that day.

He should have come here after investigating.

It is also an emergency.

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Two shots directly, smashing the innermost doorknob, pushing the door open and entering.

I saw a woman wearing a skirt quickly moving down from the legs of a bad old man. Her upper body was exposed, exposed to the air, and she was arranging her clothes in a panic. Not wearing anything.

And under the bad old man's body, there was actually a woman kneeling there.

For Jim who came in suddenly, his face turned pale with fright.

Jim behind the mask showed a look of disgust, and he raised his hand and shot.

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The two women fired a total of three shots, especially the woman kneeling on the ground, who shot her head and shot again.

As to why, that's still a secret.

Only one culprit was left limp on the seat, his face full of horror.

"Bodyguards! Bodyguards!" shouted loudly, wanting his bodyguards to protect him.

"Stop screaming, your bodyguard is dead!" Jim calmly took off his mask and said indifferently.

There was a trace of gloom and anger on his face. This is the kind of person who forcibly made his last beautiful family fall apart.

But now he is playing with the secretary and a subordinate, and one of the dead women with wide-eyed eyes is the woman who stopped him that day and said that she had helped him convey the message.

Outside the house, he could already hear her smug laughter.

Bitch is hypocritical.

Now it's all right, there's nothing left, just die.

The outside of the house was peaceful, without any movement, which made the CEO's eyes reveal a trace of fear, but his face was still relatively calm.

After all, Jim didn't kill him right away, but just two women.

In other words, there is still time, and I pray in my heart that the Barcelona police will come up quickly.

Downstairs, sirens are already sounding.

"No matter what you want, you can take it directly." The CEO of the financial company hurriedly straightened his pants, and there were puddles of water on them that he hadn't had time to wipe off, and he pretended to calmly raise his hands and said.

At the same time, he was cursing secretly in his heart, what kind of broken bodyguard was killed just like that.

He didn't stop just now because it was at a critical moment and he was protected by bodyguards.

"Shut up, sit here obediently!" Jim's eyes flickered fiercely, he gently wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and pointed to the stool in front of the work.

"Come on, I'll count to three, one, two"

"OK, OK, I'll sit, I'll sit!"

In the face of death, everyone would be afraid. The CEO of the financial company looked at the black muzzle of the gun, and immediately walked to the front and sat down.

Jim put down the pistol in his hand, slowly took off his coat, took off the holster and vest on his body, and said coldly: "I guess you have never looked at your position from another angle."

There was a cold killing intent in his eyes, how much he wanted to kill this person directly at this moment.

Of course, for his own plan, it is possible to escape.

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Zhuang Ming is standing outside the house watching all this, how will it develop?
"I don't know if you're someone I know, but it's totally useless to do this." A good salesman will try to lower the enemy's vigilance and inquire about something. The CEO of a financial company is obviously also a salesman. No matter when you do it, life experience is very important.

"Did I let you talk?" Jim put on his coat again, his cold eyes made this pampered old man shut his mouth immediately.

Murderous, obviously murderous, makes people's scalp numb.

This man doesn't care about his life.

"You have to know that the essential difference between a banker and a gangster is that the gangster usually adopts the most direct plan, just like me!" Jim sat on the chair indifferently, stepping on the corpse under his feet.

"OK, what exactly do you want?" The CEO was also a little confused, but since the other party wanted to waste time, it happened to be what he wanted.

"No hurry, I know who you are, you are a greedy financial capitalist, either at home in the Hamptons, or staying at the tennis lessons booked in the penthouse overlooking Central Park and watching the city of Barcelona. Views." Jim said all this in a slightly hoarse voice.

The old guy was obviously taken aback, and asked with a trembling voice: "You have been following me for a long time?"

"Hahaha~~Yeah, I'm following you!" Jim stood up directly, pointing a gun at the old guy, his voice full of thick ridicule.

"One of the problems with people like you is that you can't stop trading and you're sure people can read about your success in any magazine."

There was a strange light in the old guy's eyes, but his ears were always paying attention to the siren downstairs, and at the same time he was numb to Jim: "You know that people need to learn from these success stories, and you also know that I am doing it." Doing the same thing, which is to give others a chance.”

"No, I won't, I won't spread those bad debts to the poor, especially those who have no money. You make huge profits by fabricating these loans that don't exist, and then pay dividends from them." Jim's voice The calm is terrifying, but it makes people feel like a volcano is about to erupt.

At the same time, it gives a creepy feeling.

Especially the old guy from the financial company sitting in front, looking at Jim vigilantly, as if he would rush to kill him at any time.

The room fell into a terrible silence. Jim looked at the scenery outside the window, and the hostility in his eyes was particularly clear. He thought of his lover, who was struggling in the hospital bed.

Turning his head suddenly, the old guy who was sitting there vigilant was startled, and his body instinctively leaned back.

(End of this chapter)