You have to have the awareness of going out. Since you have even done drug trafficking, extortion, robbery, kidnapping, etc. are nothing. It's like a free and painful civil servants are opening up a second career to generate income.
In addition, the fierceness of the underworld does not need to be hung on the face, nor does it have to be engraved on the body. As Li Zaian said, he is very gentlemanly and does not like violence, but likes to live in harmony with others.
As it turns out, only people who are always kind of charm suddenly show their hideousness will have a more terrifying effect.
Borgney was scared by Li Zai'an, and his fear even made him forget the pain in his hand. Until Li Zai'an left with the notes and photos of his family, he did not dare to make any sound.
He had already thought about it and could not let Ruben come to him again from now on. As for the parole assessment, he would be fine even if he gave him good luck.
It is not very far from Rio to Sao Paulo. It is less than 450 kilometers away, and it takes five hours to drive.
After revealing his identity in Rio, Li Zaian did not dare to stay for a long time. He came out of Borgney and briefly explained the club's affairs. He then returned to Sao Paulo, who had been away for nearly three weeks after Spiegel's urging.
It was already past seven o'clock in the evening when the car arrived in downtown Sao Paulo, and the whole of Sao Paulo was already brightly lit
Because the route has been changed many times along the way, and there was no notice of return trip before, no one knew when Li Zai'an would return to Sao Paulo. It was not until the car entered the Morio slum that people knew that Paul was back.
In fact, the situation facing the Morio organization has not improved much over the past period of time. Although the Colombians who were assassinating have withdrawn, several other drug trafficking organizations in St. Paul are reluctant to leave.
On the one hand, they are stepping up eroding Morio's control area, and on the other hand, they are united and demanding that Morio hand over the broken-lawed Banoro and let them discuss how to deal with it together.
If Li Zaian had not said before leaving, Banoro would have to wait for him to come back before he could deal with it. The middle-level leaders who were blocked back from Morio might have really handed over him. After all, the days are too sad. Now, even the Monoca Group, which Morio never saw in the past, has bullied them. How can you live this life?
Therefore, when they heard that Li Zai'an had returned, the middle-level leaders who had been trapped in the slum for nearly a month gathered together and wanted to discuss decisions with him as soon as possible. Unfortunately, the reply they received was: Li Zai'an has gone to Banoro's residence, and will not meet anyone again tonight. If there is a big deal, I have to wait until tomorrow to talk about it.
In this way, the Banoro residence, which had been deserted for nearly a month, became lively again. The middle-level leaders in the organization gathered in the yard outside the small building in the night, looking at the windows on the lights on the second floor, hoping that Li Zaian would come out early
It was only three weeks since I saw it, and now Banoro has changed his appearance. To be honest, if it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, Li No. 1 wouldn't believe that alone would be thin and haggard so quickly
Since Li Zai'an left Morio for the second week, the person in charge of guarding the house has stopped providing him with women. Not only that, they also locked the bedroom where Banoro lived and imprisoned him directly inside.
Every day, except for providing him with food and drugs, the door never opens, and letting Banoro roar inside and scream and scolding is useless.
The climate in St. Paul is extremely humid in winter. The bedroom, which has been locked for nearly a month, is full of pungent moldy smell. The carpet on the ground has grown a layer of green hair, some moldy fruits and food are thrown on it, all growing with the hairs.
It was probably the masterpiece of Banoro when he was angry. None of the small furniture in the room stood up, and even the bedding on the bed was torn off and threw it on the ground. When Li Zaian walked into the bedroom, Banoro slept on a pile of messy bedding, sleeping peacefully, just like an old beggar.
Compared with Li Zaian'an's departure, Banoro has lost weight now. Half of his face pillowed on the moldy pillow is covered with pleats. Almost half of his swollen eyebrows are covered with oily hair. Between his slightly swollen lips, a few yellow teeth are exposed, and a strand of saliva flows out from the corners of his teeth. The beach is on the stained pillow.
I don't know what he dreamed of in his sleep. Under Li Zaian's gaze, Banoro let out a dreamy voice. His hand, which was dry like a chicken claw, scratched his chin. His two feet, curled up and down, rubbed them up and down a few times, then sighed, turned over, and continued to sleep in front of the wall.
Li Zaian couldn't say what he felt in his heart. He had the desolation of facing the end of the hero, and also had a sympathy. Of course, he also had a warning for his future destiny.
The road in front of you seems to be incredible, but in fact it is dangerous everywhere. I don’t know when there will be a catastrophe.
Sir... Shipi couldn't stand the pungent smell in the bedroom. He wanted to find someone to clean the damn room and called Banoro
You all went out, Li Zaian didn't give him a chance to finish his words, raised his hand and waved it to the back, and said calmly, I want to stay alone with Momoa for a while
Shipi was stunned. He rarely heard Li Zai'an call Banoro Moma, but he still called the people around him and retreated from the bedroom.
Covering the bedroom door, Li Zaian touched his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it, carefully bypassed the debris under his feet, walked to the sofa closest to Banoro and sat down.
The sofa was very trendy, and it felt like you could squeeze out water by just pinching it. Li Zaan didn't care, so he sat there smoking a cigarette
Maybe it was choked by the smell of smoke, Banoro, who was sleeping, let out a violent cough and woke up from his sleep in a daze.
He turned over and sat up from a pile of broken bedding, and instinctively rubbed the water cup placed beside him. When he raised his swollen eyes, he suddenly discovered Li Zaian sitting on the sofa opposite him.
What was beyond Li Zaian's surprise was that Banoro did not roar or scold him hysterically. He just stared at a daze for a while, then took the water cup and took a sip of water, and then said calmly: It's Paul, when did you come back?
Just now, Li Zaian looked at the watch in his hand and said, 15 minutes ago
Well, cough cough... Nodded, Banoro coughed again. It seems that the Colombians have completely given up on me. That's right. This is the most in their interests. Now, what are you going to do with me? Should you give it to the Colombians, to the Peruvians, or to my former opponent?
Li Zaian was silent for a while and said: I will not hand you over to anyone except God.
Banoro laughed when he heard this, and he seemed to be really happy. In fact, everyone could hear it. Li Zai'an's words meant to be ready to kill him.
For the sake of me taking you into the industry, Paul, can you allow me to make two last requests? After laughing for a while, he was interrupted by a cough. Banoro rubbed his wrinkled forehead and asked
In fact, you still have the conditions to negotiate with me. Li Zaian took out another cigarette, thought about it, took out a pack of cigarette from another pocket, handed one to Banoro
Thank you, but give me your one, I need to stay awake now. Banoro looked at the cigarette without any sign in front of him and shook his head and said
Li Zai'an has always carried two packs of cigarettes on his body, one pack of ordinary cigarettes he smoked himself, and the other pack of cocaine added. The latter type he handed to Banoro
Without saying a little nonsense, Li Zaian handed over his cigarette and took out another one.
I also know there are conditions for negotiation, but I also know your nature. With the torch cigarette sent by Li Zai'an, Banoro took a deep breath and said self-deprecatingly, I still have the funds in my hands and the stolen certificates of officials and politicians. These things are indeed very important to you, but I believe you will not let me live for them.
Li Zaian smiled pursed his lips, which was considered to be his statement.
Since that's the case, why should I take another detour? At this time, Banoro seemed to have completely seen it. His former heroic nature returned to him. If he had been like this, Li Zaian might not have lived to this day.
I will hand over the fund account and those stolen certificates to you... As he said this, Banoro lifted up the pile of ragged and moldy bedding. Under the bedding, there were a pile of account books and hard-crust record books.
During these days when you are not here, someone has looked through my residence. The purpose is nothing more than to find these things. With a hint of mockery, Banoro said complacently, but I took out all the things they wanted early in the morning and put them here. Just under their noses, they could only return empty-handed again and again. Hehe, are these guys very stupid?
Li Zaian was smoking a cigarette and didn't answer his words
Banoro, who has restored his heroic nature, always has a viciousness that ordinary people cannot compare to. He said that these things are on the surface to mock some people, but in fact, they are agitating Li Zaian's suspicion.
This is what he can do now, the only counterattack against the traitor, but unfortunately, Li Zaian didn't accept his move
Banoro also hoped that Li Zaian would show something on the spot. He believed that suspicion was like a vicious seed. Once planted in people's hearts, it would sooner or later take root and sprout.
He may not be able to use this vicious seed to kill Li Zaian, but sooner or later he can use his hands to send some middle-level leaders of the organization to hell
In addition, the fierceness of the underworld does not need to be hung on the face, nor does it have to be engraved on the body. As Li Zaian said, he is very gentlemanly and does not like violence, but likes to live in harmony with others.
As it turns out, only people who are always kind of charm suddenly show their hideousness will have a more terrifying effect.
Borgney was scared by Li Zai'an, and his fear even made him forget the pain in his hand. Until Li Zai'an left with the notes and photos of his family, he did not dare to make any sound.
He had already thought about it and could not let Ruben come to him again from now on. As for the parole assessment, he would be fine even if he gave him good luck.
It is not very far from Rio to Sao Paulo. It is less than 450 kilometers away, and it takes five hours to drive.
After revealing his identity in Rio, Li Zaian did not dare to stay for a long time. He came out of Borgney and briefly explained the club's affairs. He then returned to Sao Paulo, who had been away for nearly three weeks after Spiegel's urging.
It was already past seven o'clock in the evening when the car arrived in downtown Sao Paulo, and the whole of Sao Paulo was already brightly lit
Because the route has been changed many times along the way, and there was no notice of return trip before, no one knew when Li Zai'an would return to Sao Paulo. It was not until the car entered the Morio slum that people knew that Paul was back.
In fact, the situation facing the Morio organization has not improved much over the past period of time. Although the Colombians who were assassinating have withdrawn, several other drug trafficking organizations in St. Paul are reluctant to leave.
On the one hand, they are stepping up eroding Morio's control area, and on the other hand, they are united and demanding that Morio hand over the broken-lawed Banoro and let them discuss how to deal with it together.
If Li Zaian had not said before leaving, Banoro would have to wait for him to come back before he could deal with it. The middle-level leaders who were blocked back from Morio might have really handed over him. After all, the days are too sad. Now, even the Monoca Group, which Morio never saw in the past, has bullied them. How can you live this life?
Therefore, when they heard that Li Zai'an had returned, the middle-level leaders who had been trapped in the slum for nearly a month gathered together and wanted to discuss decisions with him as soon as possible. Unfortunately, the reply they received was: Li Zai'an has gone to Banoro's residence, and will not meet anyone again tonight. If there is a big deal, I have to wait until tomorrow to talk about it.
In this way, the Banoro residence, which had been deserted for nearly a month, became lively again. The middle-level leaders in the organization gathered in the yard outside the small building in the night, looking at the windows on the lights on the second floor, hoping that Li Zaian would come out early
It was only three weeks since I saw it, and now Banoro has changed his appearance. To be honest, if it weren't for seeing it with my own eyes, Li No. 1 wouldn't believe that alone would be thin and haggard so quickly
Since Li Zai'an left Morio for the second week, the person in charge of guarding the house has stopped providing him with women. Not only that, they also locked the bedroom where Banoro lived and imprisoned him directly inside.
Every day, except for providing him with food and drugs, the door never opens, and letting Banoro roar inside and scream and scolding is useless.
The climate in St. Paul is extremely humid in winter. The bedroom, which has been locked for nearly a month, is full of pungent moldy smell. The carpet on the ground has grown a layer of green hair, some moldy fruits and food are thrown on it, all growing with the hairs.
It was probably the masterpiece of Banoro when he was angry. None of the small furniture in the room stood up, and even the bedding on the bed was torn off and threw it on the ground. When Li Zaian walked into the bedroom, Banoro slept on a pile of messy bedding, sleeping peacefully, just like an old beggar.
Compared with Li Zaian'an's departure, Banoro has lost weight now. Half of his face pillowed on the moldy pillow is covered with pleats. Almost half of his swollen eyebrows are covered with oily hair. Between his slightly swollen lips, a few yellow teeth are exposed, and a strand of saliva flows out from the corners of his teeth. The beach is on the stained pillow.
I don't know what he dreamed of in his sleep. Under Li Zaian's gaze, Banoro let out a dreamy voice. His hand, which was dry like a chicken claw, scratched his chin. His two feet, curled up and down, rubbed them up and down a few times, then sighed, turned over, and continued to sleep in front of the wall.
Li Zaian couldn't say what he felt in his heart. He had the desolation of facing the end of the hero, and also had a sympathy. Of course, he also had a warning for his future destiny.
The road in front of you seems to be incredible, but in fact it is dangerous everywhere. I don’t know when there will be a catastrophe.
Sir... Shipi couldn't stand the pungent smell in the bedroom. He wanted to find someone to clean the damn room and called Banoro
You all went out, Li Zaian didn't give him a chance to finish his words, raised his hand and waved it to the back, and said calmly, I want to stay alone with Momoa for a while
Shipi was stunned. He rarely heard Li Zai'an call Banoro Moma, but he still called the people around him and retreated from the bedroom.
Covering the bedroom door, Li Zaian touched his pocket, took out a cigarette and lit it, carefully bypassed the debris under his feet, walked to the sofa closest to Banoro and sat down.
The sofa was very trendy, and it felt like you could squeeze out water by just pinching it. Li Zaan didn't care, so he sat there smoking a cigarette
Maybe it was choked by the smell of smoke, Banoro, who was sleeping, let out a violent cough and woke up from his sleep in a daze.
He turned over and sat up from a pile of broken bedding, and instinctively rubbed the water cup placed beside him. When he raised his swollen eyes, he suddenly discovered Li Zaian sitting on the sofa opposite him.
What was beyond Li Zaian's surprise was that Banoro did not roar or scold him hysterically. He just stared at a daze for a while, then took the water cup and took a sip of water, and then said calmly: It's Paul, when did you come back?
Just now, Li Zaian looked at the watch in his hand and said, 15 minutes ago
Well, cough cough... Nodded, Banoro coughed again. It seems that the Colombians have completely given up on me. That's right. This is the most in their interests. Now, what are you going to do with me? Should you give it to the Colombians, to the Peruvians, or to my former opponent?
Li Zaian was silent for a while and said: I will not hand you over to anyone except God.
Banoro laughed when he heard this, and he seemed to be really happy. In fact, everyone could hear it. Li Zai'an's words meant to be ready to kill him.
For the sake of me taking you into the industry, Paul, can you allow me to make two last requests? After laughing for a while, he was interrupted by a cough. Banoro rubbed his wrinkled forehead and asked
In fact, you still have the conditions to negotiate with me. Li Zaian took out another cigarette, thought about it, took out a pack of cigarette from another pocket, handed one to Banoro
Thank you, but give me your one, I need to stay awake now. Banoro looked at the cigarette without any sign in front of him and shook his head and said
Li Zai'an has always carried two packs of cigarettes on his body, one pack of ordinary cigarettes he smoked himself, and the other pack of cocaine added. The latter type he handed to Banoro
Without saying a little nonsense, Li Zaian handed over his cigarette and took out another one.
I also know there are conditions for negotiation, but I also know your nature. With the torch cigarette sent by Li Zai'an, Banoro took a deep breath and said self-deprecatingly, I still have the funds in my hands and the stolen certificates of officials and politicians. These things are indeed very important to you, but I believe you will not let me live for them.
Li Zaian smiled pursed his lips, which was considered to be his statement.
Since that's the case, why should I take another detour? At this time, Banoro seemed to have completely seen it. His former heroic nature returned to him. If he had been like this, Li Zaian might not have lived to this day.
I will hand over the fund account and those stolen certificates to you... As he said this, Banoro lifted up the pile of ragged and moldy bedding. Under the bedding, there were a pile of account books and hard-crust record books.
During these days when you are not here, someone has looked through my residence. The purpose is nothing more than to find these things. With a hint of mockery, Banoro said complacently, but I took out all the things they wanted early in the morning and put them here. Just under their noses, they could only return empty-handed again and again. Hehe, are these guys very stupid?
Li Zaian was smoking a cigarette and didn't answer his words
Banoro, who has restored his heroic nature, always has a viciousness that ordinary people cannot compare to. He said that these things are on the surface to mock some people, but in fact, they are agitating Li Zaian's suspicion.
This is what he can do now, the only counterattack against the traitor, but unfortunately, Li Zaian didn't accept his move
Banoro also hoped that Li Zaian would show something on the spot. He believed that suspicion was like a vicious seed. Once planted in people's hearts, it would sooner or later take root and sprout.
He may not be able to use this vicious seed to kill Li Zaian, but sooner or later he can use his hands to send some middle-level leaders of the organization to hell
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