Super Special Forces King

Chapter 421 Ambrose (Part 2)

421.

Although Zhang Feng put down his gun, the muzzle never left Ambrose's body.

He pulled a chair and sat down casually, took out a cigarette from his pocket with one hand and lit it, took two sips, and said with a sneer: "Mr. Ambrose, you should be able to guess my identity?"

"Are you the killer that the woman from Huaxia found?" Ambrose asked rhetorically.

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly and said, "No. If I find the killer, you are already a dead person, and now we would not sit down and talk peacefully."

Ambrose's eyelids twitched twice, and he cursed in his heart. The gun was pointed at each other in a good chat. It was really a ghost.

Ignoring his reaction, Zhang Feng continued: "To be precise, that jewelry company belongs to me, because the Chinese woman in your mouth is my woman. Can you understand what I said?"

Ambrose frowned slightly, no wonder he wanted to kill Carnegie and Dominic, making Alden a useless person, and now he was hitting his own mind even more.

Shen Sheng said: "This matter is that my son Alden is too reckless. I will punish him so that he will not fight the jewelry company again." He said this directly and took all the responsibilities. They all fell on Alden, and the implication was that this matter had nothing to do with Ambrose.

"Hahaha." Zhang Feng laughed twice, but did not pierce the lie that both of them knew, and laughed: "That will trouble Mr. Ambrose. However, I came to Ambrose this time. Mr. Rose has very important things to talk about."

Ambrose frowned and said, "What on earth do you want to negotiate?"

"In fact, there is nothing. I am a person often abroad, so I want to find someone to help me keep the jewelry company safe. I think Mr. Ambrose is a very good candidate. What do you think?" Zhang Feng shrugged. Said casually.

However, Ambrose became more confused as he listened. He had made the idea of ​​a jewelry company, but now he wants to keep the jewelry company himself?

"Can you trust me?"

"Of course I believe. After all, everyone has only one life. What do you think? Godfather Ambrose!" Zhang Feng's laughter has disappeared, his eyes are slightly narrowed, and his eyes are full of murderous intent.

The reason why I didn’t plan to kill Ambrose is because killing an Ambrose will surely cause chaos in the underground world of Paris. Then there will be a second godfather. There may be someone who wants to touch Zhuo Zhaoyun’s jewelry. the company. On the contrary, it is better to teach Ambrose a lesson, let him understand that some things cannot be done.

"Are you threatening me?" Ambrose's face also cooled, Yin Jiu's gaze firmly locked on Zhang Feng, he is the godfather of Paris, when was he threatened so much.

Zhang Feng did not deny, and nodded: "You are right, I am threatening you with your life. As long as the jewelry company is harassed by the Paris underground world, whether or not you Ambrose instructed, I will count on you. On his head."

Ambrose just wanted to speak, but Zhang Feng robbed him of it: "Shut up! Ambrose, I don’t have a lot of skills, but there are many desperate brothers under my hand. What about you? Parents, wives, children, and you, do you think you will be harassed? One failure, the second time? The third time?"

Ambrose was trembling with anger. He felt that the person in front of him was even more rascal than himself, and what he proposed was an overlord clause. As long as the jewelry company had an accident, whether it was done by himself or not, it was counted in his head.

"How? Godfather Ambrose. You have a minute to think about it." Zhang Feng's face regained his hippie smile.

Ambrose is now secretly thinking about killing the man in front of him in this way. Only in this way can he avoid future troubles. He cannot take his own safety, let alone the safety of his family, to gamble. If you really let the man in front of you leave safely, then you can only succumb to his overlord clause.

Zhang Feng waited. He knew that Ambrose would definitely agree. As the old Chinese saying goes, barefoot people are not afraid of wearing shoes.

"Mr. Ambrose, you have ten seconds left. Do you particularly want to kill me now? It's no use, my brother is in Africa, you know what I mean?"

Zhang Feng's words were like the last straw that crushed the camel. Ambrose let out a sigh of relief. He understood the meaning of Zhang Feng's words, Africa, it was a paradise for mercenaries.

"I can promise you! But I want 10% of the jewellery company!" Ambrose also showed his character. I can promise you to protect the safety of the jewellery company, but you can't just leave it alone.

"Ten percent of the shares, are you really a lion open your mouth?" Zhang Feng frowned. Although the diamonds and gold obtained from Africa are considered to be unprofitable transactions, it still hurts to give him 10% of the company's shares.

Although he heard him say this, Ambrose knew that his life was saved, and he said: "As long as you give me 10% of the effort, I guarantee that your jewelry company will not lose any jewelry from within. And I have been operating in Paris for 30 years, and my control of distribution channels is not comparable to your women, and no one dares to deliberately lower prices."

After Zhang Feng thought about it flexibly, if he could do so, his 10% share would not be much.

After a moment of silence, he nodded and said: "I will give you 10% of the shares. Tomorrow you will go to the jewelry company to sign the contract with you."

As he said, put down the pistol in his hand, stretched out the blood-stained pistol, and smiled: "Mr. Ambrose, I wish us a happy cooperation? I believe we can cooperate in many aspects in the future, what do you think?"

The yin dove in Ambrose's eyes disappeared, and he reached out and grasped Zhang Feng's blood-red hand without evasiveness, and said: "Happy cooperation, I don't know what to call you?"

"Just call me Mr. Feng." Zhang Feng said casually.

Zhang Feng was sent out of the manor by Ambrose, and the two were more like close friends. The eyes of the guard guarding the door were staring so hard that the boss couldn't believe it.

There is no eternal friend, but eternal benefit.

In the face of sufficient benefits, friends can turn back, and enemies can shake hands and make peace.

Zhang Feng got into the car, started it, and drove quickly towards the hotel. Now the external worries of the jewelry company have been solved, and it is time to free up his hands to solve the internal problems.