Pretty CEO's Soldier Son-in-law

Nikov clenched his right fist tightly: "Do you have any other requirements to get rid of that child?"    

Jiao Enzo shrugged his shoulders and spread out his hands, "It's just killing a child. We don't ask for anything in return. Let's just treat it as a congratulatory gift for your wedding, Mr. Nikov."    

Nikov used killing the bride's son as a congratulatory gift for his new husband. No matter how he listened, it felt awkward and awkward. However, Nikov had a happy expression on his face: "How long at the latest?"    

"Tomorrow before dawn, perhaps this afternoon."    

"The faster the better. When I think of his existence, my heart will feel uncomfortable."    

"Then this afternoon, we'll do our best."    

"Alright."    

Nikov raised his wine cup, bumped into Jiao Enzo from a distance, then asked, "You guys wouldn't just kill a kid to trick me right?"    

Jiao Enzo smiled and said, "You have his photo, so you'll see it on the news. Mr. Nikov, please don't doubt our professionalism."    

Nikov thought about it and asked, "That Gao Fei, he should know that he and Nier have a son, right?"    

"I didn't know it until last night."    

Jiao Enzo said slowly, "In order to let him know about this news, we arranged a show last night to let him accidentally find a photo of his son and Miss Nier. Well, we paid a great price for the recent photograph of his son. "However..."    

"But what?"    

"However, I'm afraid Elegant will be unhappy."    

Jiao Enzo looked towards the elegance and smiled amiably. "Mr. Gao, I know that you are feeling conflicted at the moment, so I would like you to share your feelings. "If, I mean, if, if you don't want your nephew to be killed, by the way, Mr. Nikov, I forgot to tell you that this Elegant Mister and that Gao Fei who shamed you are brothers of the same family."    

"What?! They're blood brothers!"    

Nikov stood up and then sat down again slowly, with an unsettled expression on his face.    

Elegant held the wine cup, his face was terrifyingly gloomy, and he remained silent.    

Jiao Enzo didn't rush him, he just leisurely savored the wine.    

A sheen of sweat appeared on the forehead of Scholar Tian who had been neglected. He quickly wiped it away while taking advantage of his glasses. He believed that he was a very ruthless person. He might not be able to make plans to participate in the murder of his nephew, if he had a nephew.    

Elegant, who was being stared at by the three of them, suddenly raised his head to drink the wine in his cup. Only then did he blandly say, "If possible, I hope that both of them will disappear."    

Jiao Enzo clapped his hands. "Alright! This was what a true man should be. A man who had achieved great things would not care about small matters. Hehe, looks like we can still continue to cooperate. Mr. Nikov, please allow me to formally introduce the two gentlemen to you. "    

Jiao Enzo stood up and said with a serious expression, "Although this elegant Mr. Gao and Gao Fei are blood brothers and treat each other as Sun Steel-ge, Gao Fei deliberately framed him, hoping that one of them could dominate all the wealth of the two brothers. That was why he was kicked out of the clan by the Gao Family elders. He was a kind-hearted person, and originally, he did not want to participate in this collaboration, but when he received the news, he was prepared to assassinate him again. He could not bear it any longer and can only retaliate. "    

What Jiao Enzo had said completely inverted black and white, and caused the two Gao Family brothers to lose all of their reason for enmity. However, Elegance enjoyed listening to it, and his expression became better.    

Even the most brutal of people would want to find a reason to harm others, and that was to make them famous.    

After the grand introduction, Jiao Enzo began to introduce Tanaka: "This Mr. Tanaka is an indirect victim of Gao Fei. The reason is simple, he has a very beautiful younger sister. When he followed Mr. Tian Zhong to invest in the Divine Dynasty, she was forcefully taken in by Gao Fei, but was unable to succeed. Under anger, Gao Fei passed through Nier's Ion Fund and started to give a malicious blow to Mr. Tian Zhong's Dahe Group. "    

Sighing pitifully, Jiao Enzo said: "The reason I invited Mr. Tian Zhong to America this time round is because I hope that with Mr. Nikov's relationship with Miss Nier, you can persuade her to give Mr. Tian Zhong a wide berth."    

Mr. Tanaka stood up at the right time, bowed deeply to Nikov, and said sincerely, "I ask for the care of Jack!"    

Nikov also stood up and nodded: "Sure, sure!"    

"The four of us were all hurt by Gao Fei. He is our common enemy! Without him, the past between me and my cousin would have become unbearable to look back on. "    

Enzo picked up the wine bottle and refilled all four bottles before excitedly saying, "To put it simply, we have come together for a common goal. "Come, I wish us a happy cooperation!"    

"Happy cooperation!"    

The four wine cups clashed together with a bang.    

After finishing his drink, Jiao Enzo picked up the phone and made a call. He said lightly: "You can do it now, the target is that child. I hope to see the news of the child's death on the news tonight. "If you fail the mission, don't expect to see the sun tomorrow."    

While Jiao Enzo and the other three were drinking to a common goal, Mrs. Defula who lived in the slums arrived at an inconspicuous hotel in the northwest corner of Las Vega.    

After getting off the car, Mrs. Defula looked around a few times, but didn't find anything out of the ordinary, so she quickly walked up the steps of the hall.    

A few minutes later, a blonde lady in a black suit led her to a guest room. She raised her hand and knocked lightly on the door.    

"Come in."    

An old man's voice came from inside, along with the cackling of a child.    

"Mrs. Defula, please."    

The blonde pushed open the door.    

Mrs. Defula tidied up her clothes a little nervously and walked into the guest room, which was considered very ordinary in Las Vega.    

The guest room was very spacious. There were four people in the room, two men and two women, young and old.    

The two women, one with short chestnut hair and the other with black skin, were well-dressed. One stood in front of the window, the other behind the door.    

The two men, one old and one young, the old one looked to be around eighty years old, with white hair that had turned gray, and even their eyebrows had turned white. However, their faces were very rosy, especially those eyes beneath the white brows, they were especially sharp and spirited, causing people to easily think of the America's White-headed Eagle.    

This old man was the person who had stirred up the Eastern Asian countries' financial crisis that year, Soska George.    

The little man was only two years old, and his running steps were unsteady. He had black hair, a high nose bridge, and blue eyes that were yellow in color.    

Old George held him gently in his arms and said softly, "Little Caesar, don't be afraid. It's Mrs. Defula."    

"De, Mrs. Defula?"    

Little Caesar raised his head and saw that it was someone he knew. He immediately jumped down to the ground and ran towards Mrs. Defula while cheering, "Madam, I'm so glad to meet you!"    

"Oh, my little darling, I haven't seen you for a few months. You've grown taller again."    

Mrs. Defula quickly squatted down, opened her arms and picked up Little Caesar, who jumped into her arms, and started spinning on the spot.    

Old George and the other two female bodyguards raised the corner of their mouths when they heard the child's happy scream.    

"Little darling, grandma still has something to say to your grandpa. Let's play games later, okay?"    

After seven or eight rounds, Mrs. Defula put Little Caesar on the ground.    

"Alright, then you have to hurry."    

Little Caesar answered crisply and then reached out his hand to the black bodyguard, "Aunt Mussen, I want to eat ice cream from the hotel."    

Mussen raised his head and looked at Old George. Only after obtaining permission did he bend down and pick up Little Caesar: "Alright, I'll take you to eat ice cream."    

After Little Caesar left, Mrs. Defula looked at Old George.    

Old George, who wouldn't even get up if he saw the Governor of America, stood up at this moment and raised his right hand: "Madam, please sit. "Fannie, give Madame some coffee."    

"Thank you."    

After Mrs. Defula sat down, she took the cup of coffee served by Fannie, the other bodyguard.    

Old George waited for Mrs. Defula to take a sip of her coffee before he asked with a smile, "I didn't see you around a month ago. Madam asked to see me today, what should have happened?"    

Mrs. Defula thought about it and then said, "Since we've met, there have been two people who have been to my place. One of them, a white man who claimed to be a tourist, came to me three weeks ago to thank my husband on behalf of his friend. After finding out about my husband's misfortune, I felt deeply regretful and even took a photo to take a picture of him. Mr. George, it's very difficult to find my place of residence, so you should have arranged for that person to find me, right? "    

Old George didn't answer directly, he just chuckled and said, "That's because they really want to know something from you. And only by doing so can I guarantee the safety of my grandson. I hope Madam doesn't mind."    

"I don't know what a composite photo has to do with Little Caesar's safety, but I believe you're right."    

Mrs. Defula put down her cup. "The second person who went to my place was an Asian youth. He said his name was Gao Fei and he was Little Caesar's father."    

A trace of strangeness flashed across Old George's eyes as he muttered: "So it's like that. Those people will do something at this time. That young man is right, he should be Little Caesar's father."    

Mrs. Defula nodded. "Yeah, I think so too, that's why I asked him to take the photo with him. However, I feel that he will be disappointed. After all, the Little Caesar in the photo is not the real person. "    

"He won't be disappointed. He'll only be grateful to me."    

Old George shook his head, then said, "Of course, he will hate me too, because his' son 'will die, his woman will marry someone else, and he may lose his mind and fall into endless pain, unable to extricate himself."    

"That child will die!?"    

Mrs. Defula's expression changed abruptly as she stood up from the sofa, "Mr. George, I know that you are doing this for Little Caesar, but you shouldn't let the other children be harmed, you will suffer …"    

"Madam, please calm down."    

Old George waved his hand and interrupted her, "Maybe he can save that child, but that will depend on his luck."    

"No, I definitely won't allow you to frame another child for Little Caesar. I want to tell …"    

Mrs. Defula said angrily as she picked up the small bag on the desk and turned to leave. Fannie then rushed forward and chopped off the back of her neck with her palm.    

Looking at the unconscious Mrs. Defula on the ground, Old George sighed. "Sigh, let her have a good rest. In the future, she will understand why a grandpa would do such a thing."