svetikya Chapter 131 His name can scare people
Chapter 131 His name can scare people
Obadiah has another worry, if Du Wensen tells Tony all this!
"Are you thinking about how to kill me?" Du Wensen's voice came again. .biqugev
Obadiah's hands shook in fright and he almost dropped the phone. After looking around and finding nothing unusual, he breathed a sigh of relief.
"Mr. Du, I think we need to meet and talk to resolve the misunderstanding."
"Of course, we will meet again soon, but the mercenaries you sent this time caused us a lot of losses. Should we be compensated?"
"What compensation do you want!" Obadiah asked immediately.
"How about a 50% discount on the arms we need in the future?" Du Wensen replied.
50% off! Obadiah laughed in anger.
They are just a bunch of damn greedy guys. He has never taken it seriously. Although Du Wensen trades a large amount of arms every month and pays readily enough, making him a good buyer, he has never been short of arms. buyer.
Obadiah became murderous.
"Mr. Du, you may have forgotten one thing. Without my arms, you will be killed by other forces in a short time. In the past six months, it is because of me that you have grown stronger. Regarding this matter, Let’s pretend it never happened, okay?”
"Mr. Obadiah, your answer disappoints me. I hope you can calm down. Maybe you should ask a friend in the FBI to look up the name Du Vinson before making a decision."
"This is a kind reminder, believe me!" After saying that, Du Wensen hung up the phone.
"Instructor! That old guy rejected you? Damn it, I'm going to send a few people to New York tomorrow to blow him up. I want him to know that anyone who offends us will die!" Pruitt held a piece of pie. His face was full of ferocity.
Du Wensen snatched the pie from his hand and said while eating.
"Pruit, how many times have I told you, you can't hold grudges against others just because they have hurt you. You shouldn't let those ridiculous emotions influence your decision. This time it's because the Tony in your hand threatens him, Russia Mr. Badia would send mercenaries to attack you. This is a very reasonable counterattack. There is no reason in the world that only you are allowed to bully others, but others are not allowed to bully you. Do you understand?"
Pruitt picked up another piece of cake and shook his head: "I don't understand. If anyone dares to hurt me and make the instructor unhappy, I will blow up his whole family. Isn't it right?"
Du Wensen held his forehead in anger.
"If he provides you with arms half the price in the future, will you still kill his whole family?"
Pruitt suddenly smiled and grinned.
"Of course not, I will blow up his whole family and leave him alone!"
On Obadiah's side, when he put down the phone, he was completely sleepless. Du Wensen's last two words made him feel inexplicably angry. He wanted to completely eliminate these disobedient guys. This time, he wanted to contact the military to deal with those disobedient people. When a region launches an exercise, he will bear all the expenses.
But when he pressed his finger on the phone, he paused.
"Who is Du Wensen?"
Obadiah made a certain phone call by mistake.
After ten minutes.
Obadiah looked at the information passed in his hand, and his heart became even more unable to calm down. At the same time, drops of sweat covered his forehead.
He wasn't afraid of those bullshit generals who were thousands of miles away, but after reading Du Wensen's information, his back was completely soaked with wet water, and it felt very cold when the wind blew.
Years of experience are warning him, reminding him that this kind of person cannot be messed with!
One who can make the director of the FBI step down because of him, one who can make countless financial groups bankrupt, big and small officials step down, and congressmen commit suicide, a madman who is very likely to get mixed up with the most dangerous terrorists in the world.
He really couldn't afford to offend such a person.
"Whoo~~!"
Obadiah wiped the sweat from his head and breathed a sigh of relief.
After unplugging the callback button, he adjusted his mentality and spoke into the phone in the gentlest and friendliest tone.
"Dear Mr. Du, please forgive me for the offense I just caused. I think all your requests are very reasonable. In addition, I am willing..."
Three days later, Tony, who had been missing for almost two months, returned to New York and rushed to the press conference as soon as possible.
In front of countless reporters, he announced the shutdown of all the company's secret weapons research and development projects, which caused an uproar from all walks of life.
As the number one weapons supplier to the military, it is simply an international joke that he no longer manufactures weapons. Not to mention that other shareholders of the company will not agree, and even the military will not allow him to do this.
While newspapers were hyping the story, Doveson was standing in the halls of the FBI.
"Sir, may I help you?" the female receptionist asked with a smile.
"I want to meet your FBI director, Mr. James!" Du Wensen said seriously.
The female receptionist politely said: "Do you have an appointment?"
Du Wensen shook his head: "No! But if you can tell him my name, he will definitely be happy to see me!"
The female receptionist felt contempt in her heart. Can the director of the FBI be seen casually? If it weren't for the fact that the guy in front of him looked a bit handsome and not a bad guy, he would have ordered the guards to kick him out.
The female receptionist took out a roster and said: "Please leave your name and contact number here. I will be responsible for conveying it to you. The director will contact you when he is free!"
"I'm Du Wensen!" Du Wensen knocked on the table with a smile.
The female receptionist frowned slightly. He thought the man in front of him had a mental problem.
"Tell him that if he doesn't show up in front of me within five minutes, I'm leaving!"
Hearing this, the female receptionist almost laughed. Who do you think you are? President of the country?
However, the confidence revealed in Du Wensen's eyes made her want to believe it involuntarily.
"Just think you are handsome!"
The female receptionist softened and picked up the phone.
"Mr. James, an Asian man who calls himself Du Wensen said he wants to see you. Can you come over when you have time?"
The female receptionist was even ready for a scolding.
Suddenly there was the sound of a cup knocking over on the other end of the phone, followed by James' roar.
"Close the door! Don't let him leave. If you find that he has any possibility of using a weapon, you are allowed to shoot."
The female receptionist trembled with fright. She was just a new graduate. In this situation, in this situation, only one person was willing. Du Wensen was not only a wanted criminal, but also a very scary, even extremely cruel wanted criminal!