Chapter 88: Sniper Kill
Dominic's deal with Brian and Braga was underway.
The body double Braga found for himself was quite good at acting, exuding the aura of a big boss, calm and composed, casually tossing the briefcase containing two million dollars in front of Dominic and his companion, leaving them stunned.
Dominic and Brian exchanged glances, realizing they needed to find an opportunity to test this guy.
Once the two million dollars were in hand, Dominic and Brian also showed the goods to the actor.
"I have a question, when you escaped from prison, were you wearing pink clothes?" Brian asked, seemingly casually.
But the actor ignored him. Damn it, do you even understand acting? How dare you randomly change the script? Adding lines for yourself? People like you are destined to be failures for life!
He turned his head and said to the real Braga, "I've inspected the goods, they're real."
At the moment the bald-headed Dominic, the golden-haired Brian, and the ugly Braga were clashing, Ji Ze'er's phone rang. She picked it up and saw it was from Mo Fei, the little puppy.
She hung up, Mo Fei called again; she hung up, Mo Fei called again.
"What are you doing? I'm at work right now, I don't have time to mess around with you!" Ji Ze'er said irritably, "If it's really something important, call back in an hour."
"Listen, a car will break in soon. Don't say anything, don't ask anything, just get in the car. The FBI has an ambush here."
Mo Fei's words made Ji Ze'er's heart tighten, but before she could ask Mo Fei anything, Mo Fei hung up the phone directly.
"The FBI has an ambush here?" Ji Ze'er looked around cautiously.
"No, he's not Braga!" Dominic looked coldly at the actor, who was dressed formally in a gray-black suit.
The actor panicked a little, had he been recognized?
"Haha, the goods are all here after all." Braga pinched a bit of powder with his fingers, sniffed it at his nose, and immediately confirmed that it was indeed the batch of goods that had been stolen from him. He closed the box and waved his hand, "Take them away!"
"He's not Braga, you tricked us!" Dominic looked at Braga angrily, and with a flick of his hand, a double-barreled shotgun appeared from his leather jacket, aimed at Braga.
Braga's bodyguards immediately surrounded him. He laughed wildly, "You're stupid, if I don't trick you, who will I trick? I told you Braga never negotiates, but you insisted I find someone to negotiate with you. Isn't that just asking to be fooled?"
Braga's subordinates aimed their Berettas at Brian and Dominic.
"Supervisor, Brian is in danger, should we make our move early?" Under surveillance, an FBI technician asked Supervisor Rhode.
"Wait a little longer." Supervisor Rhode pinched his brow and gritted his teeth, saying, "Tell them not to act rashly for now."
"But if there's danger, Brian he..."
"I said not to act rashly for now, didn't you hear me?"
"Yes, sir!"
"Dom, calm down, killing him won't solve anything." Brian pressed down on Dominic's gun barrel.
"What do you want?" Brian looked at Braga, "To tear up your agreement? Kill us?"
"What do you think? You dared to steal my goods. If I just laughed it off, wouldn't everyone try to steal my goods in the future?"
"Then why don't you kill us immediately? Perhaps we still have value to you? We can still help you transport goods?" Brian asked tentatively.
"Why don't I kill you immediately..." Braga grinned ferociously, the wrinkles on his face trembling, "That's because I want to tell him—" He pointed at Dominic, "—that your girlfriend isn't actually dead!"
"What did you say?" Dominic's whole body trembled, looking at Braga in disbelief.
"She's indeed not dead, but I put her in Braga's brothel in Mexico to sell. She's probably been played to death by now!"
"You!!" Dominic's eyes burned with intense Fire, and he was about to go after Braga, but Brian stopped him, "Don't fall for his trick, he's just trying to make you angry. Letty died a long time ago!"
"Why would I lie to a dead man?" Braga sneered, "Believe it or not!"
Looking at Dominic's bloodshot eyes, which seemed ready to devour someone, Braga felt a chilling thrill.
His wife found a little puppy to cuckold him, which was very painful. Now, he tricked a fool into believing his wife had cuckolded him, and the fool actually believed it. This feeling was as if he had someone more miserable than himself, and his own situation felt much better. Suddenly, he felt like he wasn't so miserable after all, didn't he?
That's just how people are. When they encounter something terrible, they go online and search for those unfortunate people. With a comparison, they feel much better. There's always someone more miserable than themselves.
He said these words to Dominic to vent his frustration about his wife cuckolding him, and his anger that Dominic and Brian, these two punks, dared to steal his goods.
"Alright, that's enough talk. It's time to send you on your way. I have other things to do!" Braga smiled coldly, waved his hand, "Kill him—"
"Bang!!"
With a gunshot, a bloody hole appeared in Braga's head. The smile on his face froze, and his body slumped.
"Not smiling is ugly, smiling is even uglier!" Mindy muttered.
"Careful, there's a sniper!"
The entire scene immediately fell into chaos, everyone scrambling for cover.
"Who fired the shot?" Supervisor Rhode slapped the table, "Didn't I say not to act rashly for now, and to wait for my order before acting?"
Whether Brian and Dominic lived or died, he didn't care; he only cared whether his case could be solved!
"Supervisor." Someone said with a strange expression, "Judging by the gunshot, it doesn't seem to be our specialized sniper rifle..."
"What?" Supervisor Rhode froze.
Just then, a White Hyundai car sped into the parking lot, stopping next to Ji Ze'er, and the car door opened.
Ji Ze'er was hiding behind a building, reacting to the sudden appearance of the sniper. She looked at the Hyundai car that suddenly stopped in front of her, stunned for a moment, her mind short-circuited, and for a moment she couldn't connect the car in front of her with Mo Fei's recent phone call.
"Aish, didn't I call you? Hurry up and get in the car, are you waiting to die?" Mo Fei shouted exasperatedly.
"Oh!" Ji Ze'er reacted and quickly got into the car.
Once Ji Ze'er was in the car, Mo Fei gripped the steering wheel, released the handbrake, shifted into gear with his right hand, and stomped on the accelerator.
Before leaving, Mo Fei even extended his middle finger towards the monitor, "Wang Sa Ge Ji!!"
Wang Sa Ge Ji, means 'bastard' in Korean.
At this moment, Supervisor Rhode's mind thought of many things. The initial clue, the Korean David Parker... the mysterious Braga... now the person saving them is driving a Hyundai and speaking Korean... Supervisor Rhode instantly became enraged. Damn it, Koreans... The entire Korea is nothing more than a dog raised by us, the U.S. How dare Koreans, dog-like beings, toy with me, Supervisor Rhode, like this?