Chapter 951 Clown Gareth (1)

"Christmas is dead~"

Martin intended to report the tragedy to his father, who is also the core executive of the clown organization. However, Gareth Lopez didn't seem to care whether Christmas was dead or not. He didn't respond, and he didn't even move his eyelids, which made Martin feel very uncomfortable. .

"Damn it, I said Christmas is dead~he's dead!" Martin repeated his words louder, hoping to attract his father's attention.

He got what he wanted, but Gareth Lopez said very calmly, "Christmas didn't say anything, so he died."

Martin was stunned, and Yang Cheng guessed that Gareth Lopez hadn't finished speaking, and the second half of the sentence should be: and you said everything, so you can still live.

Yang Cheng suddenly laughed. He thought the conversation between the father and son was very interesting, so he didn't interrupt.

Martin obviously understood what his father meant, coughing and coughing, but he didn't utter a word after all, because what his father said was the truth, otherwise they wouldn't have met each other.

Yang Cheng pinched his chin, and looked at Gareth Lopez who was slowly falling into a state of meditation at this time, just like he did at Christmas before.

The moment Gareth Lopez was about to close his eyes, Yang Cheng suddenly threatened, "You don't want to see your son die in front of your own eyes, do you?"

Sure enough, as Yang Cheng expected, Gareth Lopez's eyelids were raised again, his eyes were focused again, and he sighed, "You are very smart~"

Yang Cheng shrugged. He didn't know whether to be proud or upset when he heard the praise from the enemy.

"You escaped the assassination of Christmas, you are the only one and the last."

Gareth Lopez spoke very slowly, like an old man in his seventies and eighties, but his tone did not fluctuate at all, as if they were sitting in a coffee shop drinking coffee and chatting.

Yang Cheng said, "I thought you would hate me because of my skin color."

Gareth looked at Yang Cheng for the first time, and said in a very solemn tone, "Actually, I am not a racist, no, or I used to be, but I am not in my current position."

This is not difficult to understand. In the past, he was brainwashed when he was young and frivolous, thinking that he was a racist, but now it is his turn to brainwash others. Discrimination is for work and discrimination for the sake of discrimination. These are two concepts, although Equally hateful.

"I can see that,

You are a very rational person. Generally speaking, rational people will choose options that are more beneficial to themselves. So, tell me, why did you attack me? "

There was no torture as imagined, and the atmosphere was very harmonious. Except for Martin who was at a loss, Yang Cheng and Gareth Lopez were in the right positions.

"Actually, you should be able to guess~" Gareth said in a deep voice.

"I just want to make sure, so I'm really just an unlucky guy, because I'm too famous recently, so I was targeted by you for assassination?" Yang Chengqiang asked with the inner unhappiness.

"Although such a decision is naive, it is true. Before we determined the target, we made a big list, including you, and other black and yellow people with social influence, such as Jay-Z, Jordan, etc., In addition to choosing you in the end because you may have a greater impact, we are also very interested in your family's wealth." Gareth Lopez was able to take the initiative to say this, which can be regarded as a clear understanding of the situation.

Yang Cheng frowned and said puzzledly, "Jordan is much more famous than me, and he has a global influence! Also, what are you going to do to my family?"

"Unprepared, play by ear, as long as you die, your family will inevitably fall into despair and great chaos, this is our chance to strike.

As for why you didn't kill Jordan and chose you, maybe you were unlucky? said Gareth, blinking.

Yang Cheng changed the subject, "Someone sent me several secret documents before, do they have anything to do with you?"

Gareth was bewildered, it wasn't an act, "What document?"

Yang Cheng sighed inwardly. Originally, he thought that those mysterious documents were created by the clown organization, but now it seems that there is no connection between the two.

"Then, tell me everything you know about your organization. For this sake, you have no other choice." Yang Cheng breathed heavily, as long as he uprooted the clown organization, he would be assassinated His revenge will be avenged.

Gareth can indeed see the situation clearly, but it doesn't mean he will give in. The conditions to be negotiated still need to be negotiated, "I can tell you anything you want to know, I just hope you can spare Martin's life."

No matter how stupid Martin was, he knew what was going to happen. He hurriedly shouted, "Father, you can't say that this man is a devil. He won't keep his promise. Once you say that, we are useless and we will die!"

Yang Cheng smiled playfully, and did not rush to deny it.

And Gareth glanced at his son lightly, "If you can persevere, maybe I won't end up in this situation."

Martin almost swallowed his tongue, he had no room for rebuttal.

Gareth looked at Yang Cheng again, waiting for his reply.

Yang Cheng scratched his head, it's not impossible to let Martin go, in his opinion, Martin has been frightened by him, and he probably won't be able to bring up revenge on him in the future, but he agreed to Gareth's conditions so easily It's also very uncomfortable, after all, I have experienced the edge of life and death.

After hesitating for a while, he made a decision, "Yes, but I want to see your sincerity. I need the details and addresses of all the core members of the Clown Organization. After I deal with them, Martin can leave."

Gareth pondered for a moment, and asked a very naive question, just like when they decided to assassinate Yang Cheng, "How can I trust you?"

Yang Cheng smiled, "Look, here comes the problem, we don't have a foundation of mutual trust, you don't believe that I will keep my promise and release your son, and I don't believe that you will really tell the clown all the core Me, let me personally ruin the career you have worked hard for all your life, this is troublesome, do you have a solution?"

Obviously Gareth couldn't find a solution, but Yang Cheng pretended to be kind and suggested, "Why don't you take a gamble, bet that I'm a person who keeps my promises and you'll win, bet that I'll keep my promises and you'll lose, the bet It's your son, how about winning or losing? "

This idea is terrible. Any normal person would not do it. However, Gareth is not a normal person. For this kind of person, even if a woman is lying naked in front of him, the first reaction is not to go , but started a live broadcast, announcing his behavior to the world in exchange for eyeballs, well, this example was not successful, but Gareth really couldn't use common sense, he agreed!

Gareth actually agreed, which was beyond Yang Cheng's expectation, and even Martin didn't expect it. After being taken aback, he yelled crazily, "Are you crazy? Fuck, are you crazy? You want to go to hell don't pull it Look at me, I don't want to die, fuck, fuck~"

Martin was at a loss for words, and he couldn't do more than vent his anger with the F word.

Yang Cheng's smile was a little stiff, "You agreed? Didn't you realize I was joking?"

Uncharacteristically, Gareth changed his dull image from beginning to end, showing a sly smile, "Isn't it surprising? Yes, I promised, now we start this game, I say you remember, I just say it once, you can't remember I can only blame you for being out of your mind."

Yang Cheng still opened his mouth, his surprised expression hadn't faded away, Gareth had already started to say, "The clown, the leader of our organization, don't be surprised, I don't know what his real name is, everyone calls him the clown, he He is the true core of the organization and the only boss. Of course, I have always suspected that there are more mysterious figures behind him, but that is beyond what I can know.

How old is he? do not know!

Where do you live? I do not know either!

How to contact? I still don't know! "

Gareth was talking to himself there, and the more he talked, the more frustrated he was, and he was about to cry.

And Yang Cheng was going crazy. He really wanted someone to tell him what was going on. Obviously, this person didn't exist. He even felt that Gareth's composure was just pretending, and now he is Gareth's original self. Face, an unscrupulous lunatic, a BT clown!

"Are you kidding me?" Yang Cheng asked.

Gareth's disappointment disappeared in an instant, and he changed into a terrified face, "How dare you, I'm a fish on the chopping board now, you can chop me up as much as you want, how dare you play tricks on you?"

Yang Cheng found that his IQ was not enough, and the turning point was too fast. Gareth's sudden change made him shudder. Not only him, but Hansen and Martin were all looking at Gareth Lopez with terrified eyes, trying to do something. Clear the situation, however, they failed!

Gareth said to himself, "I really don't know. The clown is our boss. He has been called the clown since the day I met him. Where does he live? No one knows. His whereabouts are erratic. Will appear when needed, but no one knows where he comes from;

How to contact? No one can take the initiative to contact him, he is the one who contacted us first, and then decides the time to meet, and the contact method is not fixed, so I really am not kidding you, I am telling the truth. "

Yang Cheng pressed her forehead, not knowing if she was so angry, her blood pressure went up.

"Oh, by the way, I know that one of his properties is a small bar in New York, because he often drinks there, and this is the only place I know he often appears. Go and catch him, maybe He is in the bar now, this is a good opportunity, don't miss it~"

Gareth Lopez kept urging Yang Cheng to catch their boss. The style of this painting was as weird as it could be. If it wasn't for the constant temperature system installed in the castle, Yang Cheng would have thought it was already a cold winter. A chill came up from the back of the spine, and the hairs stood on end.

Swallowing saliva, moistening the dry and itchy throat, he finally asked, "Are you sure you are telling the truth?" ( )