Chapter 1477
Luther's eyes darkened, and Mr. Moore was now certain that they had no chance of winning.
It seems that the negotiations will not be fruitful today.
He clenched his fist, trying to get information about Anderson from Mr. Moore, but I'm afraid he couldn't do it.
"Since Mr. Moore's words are so clear. I also understand." Luther shrugged his shoulders, "The sale is not benevolent, please accept the meeting gift, and we will work together again when there is a chance."
Cecelia made it a point to tell him to try not to tear his face off if the deal didn't work out.
Right now, more is better than less.
It's just a shame that Joyce is still anxiously awaiting news about Anderson. And there was nothing he could do about it.
Just as he was trying to get up.
Mr. Moore's sinister voice suddenly rang out.
The light in the room is yellow, reflecting his face cold.
"Mr. Warner, I have the best of both worlds, would you like to hear about it?"
Luther's breath tightened and his instincts were bad.
When he entered the house, in fact, he had sensed that something was wrong, a long time in the business world, he always maintained the proper acumen.
Today, both the atmosphere and the people revealed that something was wrong. But for Anderson's sake, for Joyce's sake, he entered the room and entered the territory controlled by Mr. Moore. It was a dangerous thing.
Luther pretended to be calm, "Mr. Moore tell us?"
Mr. Moore took out a cigarette, held it to his lips, and did not light it, but only played with the lighter.
"Mr. Warner, I have the easiest way out." Mr. Moore sneered, but his eyes leaked murderous intent, "As long as Mr. Warner can't walk out of this room today, things will be much simpler."
"Oh?" Luther smiled slightly, "I'd like to hear more about it."
"Joyce became a widow and married Otis instead. The warlords naturally merge, and as for Anderson, he becomes Otis's righteous son, and Ralph remains Otis's righteous father. It was logical, don't you see how much simpler things were." Mr. Moore laughed.
Luther's body stiffened slightly and remained calm.
"Well, it sounds like that's what happened. So, Mr. Moore is trying to kill me? Now?"
Mr. Moore glanced at the envelope on the desk.
"In fact, Mr. Warner can also use the code, in exchange for a chance to live. mr. Warner want to consider it."
Luther sneered in his heart.
A good Mr. Moore, both wanting money and his life.
After he said the password, there were two other people outside the door, and he had neither a gun nor the ability to call for emergency backup, so I'm afraid he couldn't even get out of the building.
The other side.
Cecelia with a sniper rifle on a TV tower.
The wind has picked up, she took out a professional wind tester and put it by her side, observing the change in wind direction and the wind speed from time to time.
Aim for a distant target.
The light in the room is a bit weak and can affect her judgment.
At the critical moment, wind speed, ballistic drop, parabolic calculations, all can have a fatal impact.
And there is only one chance.
She hadn't sniped in several years.
Whether it is rusty or not, she does not know.
But she had to be quiet, she couldn't afford to make a mistake herself.
Once there is any mistake, the life of her son-in-law, in her hands.
Therefore, she absolutely cannot make any mistakes.
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