Chapter 3432 Expanding Ambition

I don't know since when, in the eyes of his deputy, the general of the Flame Mercenaries gradually lost his prestige.

It's just that as Freeman's deputy, he must follow Freeman's wishes. This is his own job.

Those who control this battlefield are indeed people from the mafia. They develop arms business here and make a lot of money.

As the controller of the game, the Mafia not only earns money to buy arms unilaterally, but also the mercenaries active here, regardless of their background, must pay tribute to them.

Otherwise, you will not be able to survive on this battlefield. The person in charge of the business here, his name is Drake, and he is currently the person with the fastest rise in the Mafia position.

Originally, his status was not very high, but Drake was very smart and knew how to curry favor with his boss and cultivate relationships with other people.

With his strong public relations ability, Drake quickly climbed up the ranks and was reused by Moro. Now, in the Mafia, apart from Moro, it can be said that Drake has the highest position.

After Moro's action against Xiao Yi failed, he became completely depressed. Moro no longer had any thoughts about fighting. He only thought about how to save his life and survive in Xiao Yi's hands.

Whenever he lay in bed at night, the first thing he did was think about how many days were left until the last appointment.

Xiao Yi has good control over time. Whenever festering scars begin to appear on Moro's body and the pain becomes unbearable, the antidote will appear in Moro's hand.

Moro also went to see a doctor. With his financial resources, he went to all the famous doctors who treated the disease, but the result was the same.

The poison Xiao Yi gave him has no cure, and using modern medical equipment, it is impossible to detect signs of poisoning. As a result, Moro cannot escape Xiao Yi's control.

It was the weakening of Moro's own rights that led to the rise of Drake. In this place, a large amount of money flowed into Drake's pocket.

As a person's power increases, his ambition will also expand. Just like Drake at this moment, even with such a status in the Mafia, he is still not satisfied.

Because there was another person on top of Drake who could hold him down. This feeling made people feel uncomfortable. I don’t know when it started, but an idea came to Drake’s mind.

"You have collected the money. As long as you are serious about helping me, this little money is just the beginning."

In a private manor, Drake called some business leaders, and they all followed Drake to take care of the outside arms business.

There were bundles of banknotes piled on a coffee table in the living room. It looked like everyone was working so hard, all for money.

Everyone will be moved when they see the money placed here. The money on the table is divided into seven parts, and there happen to be seven people here.

Drake was sitting on the sofa, with the fingers of his right hand covered with rings and a cigar in his mouth.

This place is not under the control of the mafia. Now Moro has become like this, doing things greedily for life and fear of death.

So on this battlefield, everything is decided by Drake. He, Drake, is the real boss, and everyone has to obey his orders.

The seven people looked at each other. Drake put the money here. Everyone knew what it meant. Drake began to have ambitions.

Originally, the money needed to be handed over, but Drake took it upon himself to detain all the money. This shows how far Drake's power has grown.

"Mr. Drake, this money needs to be handed over. It seems a bit inappropriate for us to take it."

"If we are traced, we will all be dead. The boss will not let us go."

The seven people are greedy for money, but this money is very hot and cannot be touched without strength.

Moro checks every entry very carefully. Once there is any problem found, they will all die.

Since things dare to happen like this, he, Drake, has a strategy to deal with it, and this is not the first time he has done this.

After glancing at the seven people present, Drake felt today that it was time for a showdown with these people, who could stay and who needed to be eliminated.

Playing with a lighter in his hand, none of the seven people dared to reach out for money and remained vigilant.

They were smart and knew what they meant by doing this. They planned to take seven people into the water together. However, due to uncertainty, the seven people chose to wait and see.

"Do you think it's just this time that you didn't get paid?"

Drake found a ledger from the drawer under the coffee table. The ledger clearly recorded the inflow and outflow of every money.

By the way, let everyone present take a look. Anyone with a discerning eye can immediately see the clues. There is something wrong with the accounting.

Almost every time, one-third of the money was deducted when the account was paid. That is to say, Drake had tampered with every sum of money before.

"You have seen it. Let me explain to you. Except for what you should take from the money I gave you before, I deducted the rest from the account separately."

Drake said, his words made everyone present tremble with fear, and then they realized that Drake had tampered with the bill from the beginning.

No wonder the money he shared earlier has grown a lot. The purpose of Drake's doing this is simple, which is to make everyone's hands and feet dirty.

To facilitate their next plan, the seven people understood what Drake was going to do. He was planning to be the boss himself.

There had been rumors in the outside world that Drake was interested in being the boss, but now it seems that this rumor is not a rumor.

"Drake, what are you going to do! You will kill everyone by doing this. I will tell the boss now that you have withheld the money that was handed in!"

One person slapped the table, stood up and said angrily that he did not agree with Drake's approach.

The mafia only recognized Moro as the boss. If someone had other ideas at this time, he would be the first to disagree.

He took out his mobile phone and was about to contact Moro, but Drake would not give him this opportunity.

The men guarding the living room took out a dagger and stabbed the man in the back, and the knife pierced his heart.

He couldn't even say a word before he died. He pointed at Drake, twitched a few times and fell to the ground. The bright red blood flowed along the floor.

Merciless...

Just now he was alive, but now he is a corpse. There is a knife hanging over the heads of the remaining six people.

If they dare to resist Drake, they will end up like this person. Drake has already controlled the situation here.

"I gave you money with good intentions, but you want to expose me. You are really looking for death!"