Trafford’s Trading Club

When Andrew wakes up, he finds himself in a place that should be a scrap yard or something.

He was awakened by cold water, but he was still able to feel the numbness of his body... he felt that he might be able to be fortunate that with this feeling of paralysis, he didn't feel how painful the broken leg was.

I just don't know how long this anesthesia will last.

“You didn't kill me, which means there's room for negotiation.” Andrew took a deep breath and judged his situation calmly.

Both Oleg and Anton stood in front of each other. They all looked at him with indifferent eyes.

“Whatever the conditions, I will satisfy you as long as I can.” Andrew makes himself look good.

Oleg sneered at the moment and suddenly let go of his body, behind him, he could see a set up camera.

Anton grabbed Andrew's hair at this point and had his company aim at the camera lens, whispering, “See it? All you need to do now is tell it all about what you've done and what you can't see. ”

“What do you... want to do?” Andrew is still trying to keep himself calm.

But Oleg suddenly walked aside and opened the machine's body, a cutting machine.

“See this transport belt and the rotating cutting blade at the end of the belt? Andrew, do you want a taste? ”

“How dare you kill people?” Andrew snorted.

“If we don't kill you, we'll just get in more trouble.” Oleg snorted coldly, with the sound of the cutting blade spinning, “you mean, or not! But you better not have half a lie, because we'll verify it one by one. As long as you have half a lie, what happens to you...”

Anton picked up a piece of wood from the ground at this time, and then threw it, and it hit the spinning blade and instantly split into two pieces.

Andrew glared at his eyes and breathed heavily... a cold sweat all over his head!

……

“Sir! Sir, do you have a minute? ”

“What is it? I'm having a meeting with the boss right away! ”

“Something happened to Mr. Andrew. ”

“Andrew? This son of a bitch is causing me trouble again! Well, you better warn him. I can cover anything you want! ”

“But sir, this time... open the VK and have a look, someone uploaded a video... Sir, I think it would be better if you consider how to get rid of the relationship now. ”

“What!”

VK… one of the largest social networking sites in Russia.

……

……

“Fast...” Anton looked at Andrew's apartment with surprise... it was Andrew's casino.

At this time, a number of police cars were gathered here, and some casino personnel were being handcuffed by the police and caught one by one.

“Andrew's video involves too many people… those people will naturally act as soon as possible.” Oleg shook his head: "Being able to remove a toxic tumor like Andrew is already the most valuable testimony in this video. Being able to keep some people quiet for a while is much more valuable than killing Andrew directly to exasperate. ”

Take down the superiors with this video in your hand? Even the more senior oligarchs who monopolize the economy and so on? That's just impractical.

“Mr. Oleg, what should we do next?” Anton whispered.

Oleg shrugged, "Look, after all, we're involved in this, and even if Andrew's end result is to be convicted of these sins, there's no guarantee that our business will not be divulged. So you have to leave. ”

Anton stunned: “But if I leave, you... what do you do? ”

Oleg laughed and patted Anton on the shoulder: “I'm still gonna stay here, I'm gonna find my kid. If I could find him, I'd get out of here. However, you don't have to leave in a hurry. It may take a few more days for someone to notice us. If there's anything you want to do here, take advantage of these days! This is my phone. I need to talk to you. ”

“Oleg first...”

Grabbing the note on his hand, Anton watched Oleg run over the back of the road quickly and muttered to himself with some disappointment: “Dad...”

Anton lowered his head and instantly looked at everything around him aimlessly, suddenly feeling like there was no place for him.

He wanted to tell Oleg that Anton was Anton Lille.

But he doesn't know how to say this… If he hadn't made a wish to that big brother to become an adult, he wouldn't have met Uncle Nikita and wouldn't have been dragged to the ring.

Wouldn't Uncle Nikita be dead?

“I... did I do something wrong? ”

It was filled with every part of Anton, who walked aimlessly in the streets - not knowing how long later Anton stopped.

He came to the park he was familiar with, where he saw Oleg again.

Oleg was sitting on that swing bench, staring in front of him, probably waiting for Antoine Lear to show up here -- in a park with more memories for two.

Anton took a deep breath, and he took a step and walked to Oleg step by step.

“Anton?” Oleg felt someone coming, looked up and wondered, “How did you get here? ”

Anton took another deep breath: “Mr. Oleg… there are some things I want to tell you. ”

Oleg stunned and nodded, "Go ahead, I don't have anything to do right now anyway. ”

“I...” Anton Lille bites his teeth, closing his eyes: “Actually, I'm Anton Lille! I met a wonderful big brother who turned into an adult! If I hadn't grown up, I wouldn't have met Uncle Nikita on the street and nothing would have happened! Dad, you won't be sad! Uncle Nikita won't die either, so... so..."

Anton knelt down and bowed his head: "It's all my fault! ”

……

“Why say it? ”

Anton, with his head down, suddenly heard this question, and he subconsciously responded: “This is my responsibility, if I don't say it, I...”

He raised his head suddenly and saw just Oleg asleep, on the other swing bench next to him, but did not know when he was sitting on the other person.

That... makes him a big brother!

“Yes… it's you!” Anton was surprised and surprised and scared. For a moment, I didn't know what to say.

“Eating chocolate… well, I guess I'll just have to buy a chocolate bar today. You want a chocolate bar? ”