Six Hundred and Sixtieth Eighth Chapter Favoritism and Confrontation

Turlock Airport, Gulfstream One crew and flight attendant Melinda were forcibly taken away by a group of FBI.

When Li Zitao got the news, they had already been taken away from Turlock Airport.

"Boss, do you really want them to leave?" In the hotel, Danny asked softly.

"Relax Danny, we are here for vacation." Li Zitao smiled and looked out the window, admiring the quiet and beautiful town.

It's just that the tranquility was soon broken by the ringing of the phone, and Roosevelt's tired voice came from the microphone: "Charlie, you shouldn't have done this."

"What? Roosevelt, I'm on vacation, what happened?" Li Zitao said with a smile.

"...Don't you think they don't know who did it?" Roosevelt choked and said angrily, "Your people have been taken away."

"Well, yes, I just received the news that someone kidnapped my crew and flight attendant, oh shit, is this the America I know?"

Li Zitao said in surprise, as if he couldn't believe that this kind of thing would happen in the United States, and murmured: "No wonder someone dared to shoot me with a machine gun in the street, it seems that I should find a time to move to another place, here is really It's too dangerous."

"Charlie, they will find out...Jack's son is still awake, and he will fight you desperately." Roosevelt gritted his teeth and said.

"Desperately?" The voice in the microphone was a little colder, and he sneered: "Tell him that I am looking forward to it, the world is too chaotic recently, how is Harry?

And his illegitimate son in Paris, what's his name... Mal, or his lover in the Aegean Sea, the two sons in South Africa, I hope they are safe. "

"Do you want to cause a tsunami?" Roosevelt gasped. Li Zitao knew more than he imagined.

"It's okay to have a tsunami once in a while, at least it can wake up some people and stop immersing themselves in self-indulgent dreams every day."

"Don't forget that you also have daughters and sons!" A clear threat came, but the owner of the voice was no longer Roosevelt.

"Jack, can I take this as a threat?" Li Zitao asked flatly.

"If Junius doesn't wake up, you bastard, you'll understand what a disaster is." Little Morgan growled, every word seemed to be squeezed out of his mouth.

"Hehe...don't threaten me, Jack, I'll wait." Bang, the phone was hung up.

"Damn shit, bastard, I'll make him regret it." Putting the phone on the table angrily, Little Morgan growled angrily.

"Jack." Roosevelt frowned dissatisfied.

"My son is lying on the hospital bed." Little Morgan turned to him like a wolf.

"Although I don't want to say that, you provoked him first." Roosevelt said calmly.

"So what, this is America, the world of white people, not a place where inferior bastards can be proud."

"Then why are you still sitting here?" Roosevelt leaned back and said sarcastically, "Dear Mr. Morgan is angry, he can kill whoever he wants, it's terrible... maybe you should protect Take good care of your own son."

Little Morgan's ferocious expression suddenly paused, and his frown gradually calmed down.

Finding that Roosevelt didn't care about his 'crazy' at all, Morgan Jr. no longer acted crazy, and said in a serious tone: "He will pay the price."

"He has already paid the price, and his woman is now lying in the hospital." Roosevelt had lost his patience and said impatiently: "Jack, Washington will not interfere in your affairs. If you are not satisfied, you can go to him trouble."

"Are you going to let America fall into the hands of the Chinese?" Little Morgan said with narrowed eyes.

"Chinese? His ID is from the United States, he is here, his property is here, his wife is the Princess of Luxembourg, and he is the Marquess of England. Is there any problem?"

Roosevelt also had his own considerations and measures. Since Li Zitao made his fortune, he has performed very well.

If you have interests and are willing to share them with everyone, you can also unite with many influential families. Occasionally being suppressed is also considered patience.

During his presidential campaign, S.H.I.E.L.D. and the think tank helped him a lot.

Li Zitao has also donated generously several times, providing funds for his campaign team, as well as planes, cars, wheelchairs, etc. specially tailored for him.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, it is normal for a Chinese to be bullied and bear it obediently, but Roosevelt did not think so.

Especially for Li Zitao, the performance of this super rich Chinese, even the most demanding people can't fault it.

Gentle personality, generous, decisive, insightful and willing to share, and a good temper.

He only complained about the inexplicable provocation and suppression.

Even now that the market value of the insurance industry is skyrocketing, he has never mentioned that he wants to get a share of it again.

On the contrary, the guys who teamed up with Morgan were always spying on his wealth and property, and kept scheming behind his back.

Now, they have finally annoyed the lion, but they want Washington to wipe their ass for them. Wouldn't it be a little too good to think?

At the new FBI headquarters in New York, the agents who took away the crew and Melinda were surrounded by a dozen men in suits and leather bags as soon as they got off at the gate.

"What do you want to do?" The detectives put their hands into their clothes nervously.

"Don't be nervous..." Mahathir smiled brightly, put the purse on the roof of the car and opened it, took out a few documents and handed them to the other party.

"I am Mahathir, and I am now formally filing a lawsuit against the FBI, accusing you of detaining our important employees by force without any evidence!"

"Wait...they're just crew and flight attendants." The agent asked a bit.

"You may not understand their importance to Mr. Charlie Lee." Mahathir said with a serious face; "Melinda is in charge of all the arrangements for Mr. Charlie's flight,

Because of your private detention, all your itineraries for the next three months will be disrupted, and there will be conflicts in time. We will show evidence of the losses caused by this in court later. "

Looking at Mahathir who is serious and nonsense, FBI agents feel uncomfortable like beeping a dog.

Looking at Melinda's red lips and plump and sexy figure, the detective thought to himself: 'Loss? Are you saying that tens of millions of lives have no place to bury them? '

"If there is nothing wrong, I think we should leave, or do I need to apply for a court order?" Mahathir said with a relaxed face.

"We have a formal arrest warrant." Unexpectedly, the other party was not unprepared, a voice came from behind, and the detective holding the arrest warrant walked quickly from the building.

After receiving the arrest order, Mahathir watched carefully. The previously weak agents looked up and said proudly, "I'm so sorry, you can go now."

"Oh?" Raising his head sarcastically, Mahathir stretched out his hand, and someone immediately put some document in his hand.