Chapter 1317 The President Visits in Person

Shi Lei certainly couldn't keep Anthony, even though he knew that after this battle, even if he didn't kill Anthony, Anthony's gang members, other key members of the consortium, and even the president of Haiti would never let him go.

However, if he could do this kind of thing himself, he would never let others do it for him. Shi Lei was not very familiar with them. What if these grandsons didn't kill him for some strange reason, wouldn't it be a waste of Shi Lei's efforts to make Anthony's mansion a river of blood this time?

Whether it was the president of Haiti, the gangsters, or other people in the consortium, they didn't know as much about the ferryman as Shi Lei did. They wouldn't understand that as long as Anthony was alive, the ferryman might re-employ him. And with the help of the ferryman, those seemingly fatal factors would no longer exist.

Of course, with such a big mistake, the ferryman might kill Anthony himself and choose another person. But in that case, the consortium would still be in the hands of the ferryman, which was obviously not what Shi Lei wanted to see.

Anthony must die as soon as possible. Only when he died, everything he once controlled would be in chaos.

If things get messed up, it means the ferryman will lose the resources that Anthony once controlled.

Driving a helicopter, Shi Lei looked at the blue sky and white clouds of Haiti. Under such a clear blue sky, why are all the evils growing?

Anthony had long died in the bomb he set up, and the flames devoured his body, his life, and everything he had.

Any struggle was useless. When the bomb exploded and the flames burned, he was already broken into countless pieces of meat, and he couldn't even put together a complete person.

Shi Lei didn't fly the plane too far, but returned to the place where he went up the mountain.

Controlling the helicopter to fly above the tree canopy, Shi Lei jumped directly, grabbed the branches with both hands and swung a few times, and he landed safely.

Back in the Ford van, Shi Lei took back his mobile phone and drove down the mountain.

Turning on the car CD, a melodious American country ballad came out of the speakers. Shi Lei whistled and responded to the song, and the lights flashed.

After returning to the hotel in the city, Shi Lei did not leave in a hurry. After all, this is the capital of Haiti. If the president really wants to find him, even if Shi Lei contacts someone and prepares to leave now, he will not be able to escape.

Of course, if this is true, Shi Lei does not mind killing again.

None of this happened. After Shi Lei returned to the hotel, he changed his bloodstained clothes, filled a full tank of water for himself, and sat in the bath.

The bloody smell on his body was too strong, and only clean water could help him clean it.

After sleeping in the bathtub, Shi Lei put on a bathrobe and returned to the living room. He suddenly felt a little hungry.

He picked up the phone, ordered a meal, and then turned on the TV, listening to strange language and watching an inexplicable TV series.

The doorbell rang, Shi Lei stood up, he smiled and walked towards the door. The hotel's food delivery service came quite quickly.

But after opening the door, Shi Lei saw not the hotel's food delivery man, but a black man in his fifties wearing a neat suit.

"Hello, Mr. Shi. I'm the president of Haiti. My name is Curry."

Shi Lei was somewhat surprised, but he didn't reveal it on the surface. He smiled and said, "I thought it would be a delivery man."

"I happened to bring some local delicacies and fine wines. I think Mr. Shi and I should have a pleasant dinner together."

Shi Lei shrugged his shoulders and said, "It's a bit strange to have dinner at this time, but I happen to be hungry. Come in." After that, Shi Lei made way.

Curry walked in, and the two sturdy bodyguards behind him also planned to follow him in.

Shi Lei frowned and said angrily, "Get out!"

The two bodyguards were stunned, and their hands had habitually touched the position of the gun bag, as if they were facing a great enemy.

Curry turned around and said lightly, "You wait outside. If Mr. Shi wants to harm me, you are not his opponent at all."

Shi Lei still admired Curry's tactfulness.

The two bodyguards had no choice but to retreat. With a wave of their hands, two young women behind them pushed a dining cart and brought in the food and wine that Curry brought.

After putting it down, they did not dare to stay and turned around and left immediately.

Shi Lei looked at Curry, smiled slightly, and said, "Mr. President, please sit down."

"Mr. Shi, you don't have to be polite. You should still call me Curry."

Shi Lei nodded and said, "Then, please sit down."

After the two sat down, Curry opened the wine himself and said, "Haiti does not produce red wine. This is imported from Chile. It can be regarded as the best red wine in South America. I hope Mr. Shi will like it."

"What do you want to talk to me about?" After Curry poured the wine, Shi Lei picked up a piece of something he didn't know what it was and put it in his mouth. It tasted pretty good.

Curry smiled and tried his best to show his friendliness. He said, "Anthony is dead. Mr. Shi must have received the news. However, Anthony left a lot of things. I want to ask Mr. Shi, what should I do with them?"

"Those are not my things. You can do whatever you want with them. Mr. Curry, as far as I know, Haiti is a dictatorship. As the dictatorial president of this country, you suddenly came to ask for my opinion. I am quite flattered."

Curry smiled, leaned over the wine glass, clinked it with Shi Lei, and then drank it all.

"Mr. Shi, you are joking. Haiti is indeed a dictatorship, but the dictator is not me, but... However, fortunately, he is dead now. I am afraid that there will be some chaos in the country. Mr. Shi, to be honest, at this time, I should have surrounded this place with heavy troops. It is difficult for me to explain to those military leaders."

"I don't know much about the situation in your country, but from a simple analysis, since you know that there will be chaos in the world, then those military leaders must know it. Haiti has always been in chaos, and no one wants it to continue. I think everything can be discussed."

Curry nodded and said, "This requires a person to handle it. I am not qualified. I have thought about it for a long time. I am afraid that only Mr. Shi can do it."

"Oh? You think so highly of me?" Shi Lei smiled slightly and drank up the red wine in the glass. It tasted good.

Curry poured another glass for Shi Lei and poured one for himself. He said, "As far as I know, Anthony left a will a long time ago. He knew that his health was not as good as before. In the will, he set up a fund, and the authorized manager of this fund is you, Mr. Shi. If Mr. Shi is willing to take over this fund, I think all the troubles caused by Mr. Anthony's death will disappear."

Shi Lei nodded and said, "Then you can continue to sit on the Diaoyutai, and I actually don't have time to manage those funds. I can authorize you, so that you can let those military leaders sit at the negotiation table with you and have a good talk about the interests."

Curry laughed and said, "Mr. Shi is really quick-talking. I know that it will be very pleasant to talk to Mr. Shi."

"But, taking over this fund will also cause a lot of trouble..."

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