The Richest Man in the DC World

That's it, it's useless to scold people.

The city government must find a way to block it. As for Martin Jesse and government officials...

A cold gleam flashed in Falcone's eyes.

It’s okay for them to shut up. If they really dare to testify in court and be a tainted witness, Falcone doesn’t mind letting the Arabs under him move. These days, as long as they have something to do with the Middle East, it’s a terrorist attack.

"Master! Something happened."

The housekeeper hurried in and said nervously, "The presidents of the major newspapers have called and said that they have something to deal with and cannot come."

"No family coming?"

The hoarse voice echoed in the house, like sawing wood rubbing against the floor, the housekeeper dared not answer, and quickly lowered his head.

"good very good!"

Falcone laughed, "The mouse hiding behind has finally come out."

"Go and call Vitti."

The butler nodded slightly and turned to leave.

After a while, Johnny Vitti came in, and behind him was a brown-haired woman with a large skeleton in a professional dress. The woman's name was Sophia Falcone, Falcone's daughter and assistant, who was mainly in charge of the underground. The bank is run by the famous black spider of the Falcone family.

When he saw his daughter, Falcone was not happy. Instead, he frowned, and there was a gloom in his eyes. He didn't ask her why she came here, but just looked at his nephew Johnny Vitti.

"The honor of the family needs to be maintained with blood, Vitti, find the presidents of major newspapers and ask them for me, how dare they dare to refuse Falcone's invitation."

Johnny Vitti showed a bloodthirsty smile, like a viper attacking,

"They will surely regret it."

Before he finished speaking, the people left, and there were noisy voices and a few wild laughter from outside the door. Obviously, Johnny was arranging for his subordinates to carry out sabotage.

Sophia pouted the corners of her mouth, a trace of sarcasm flashing in her eyes.

After sending off his nephew, Falcone's cold face softened a bit.

"Sophia, what are you doing here with me?"

"There's something wrong with our accounts... 1.63 billion euros missing!"

hiss! !

Falcone's pupils contracted, he felt that his heart was hit by a heavy hammer, his cheeks were abnormally rosy, and it took a while to calm down.

"Who did it?"

"Domic Sidney."

"How did you know it was him?"

Sophia said blankly, "There are only two people in the entire Falcone family who are capable of doing this: me, Sidney, either me or him."

The voice fell, and the atmosphere suddenly fell into silence.

Falcone looked at his daughter fixedly, his sharp eyes seemed to pierce someone.

Sophia stood motionless, even though the hands behind her were trembling all the time, her eyes didn't show any signs of flinching.

After dozens of seconds, Falcone withdrew his gaze, showing a little tiredness on his face,

"Leave Gotham, don't come back for two years."

Sophia glanced at her father and left without looking back.

At the same time, in the underground warehouse in the Metropolitan West District.

Luke, who had a lot of harvest, was leaning on the sofa, holding red wine in his left hand and holding a cigar in his right hand, the smile on his face could not be hidden.

800 million euros, about 900 million US dollars!

That's it.

The world is too beautiful, and the beauty wants to be shot.

I don't know what Emily is doing, no, the little stupid girl has an action at night, it's not the right time to go.

How about Ivan Donald?

Thinking of the pair of heavy burdens, Luke's mind also floated.

"Mr. Xiao." Sidney gasped and begged, "You promised me..."

"Don't worry, I will never forget what I promised you."

Luke opened the notebook,

Entering the account, the amount, and as the Enter key fell, a smile finally appeared on Sidney's pale face.

"Twenty million dollars have been transferred to your son's account, enough for them to live in Norway for the rest of their lives."

"Mr. Sidney, you should say thank you to me. If it were someone else, none of your family would survive."

Sidney was silent, though he didn't want to admit that it was.

This young man is ruthless and shrewd, and he is a complete villain. Only the part of being a man is truly admirable.

Luke took a sip of red wine and continued,

"With 800 million euros in hand, our cooperation can be considered a successful completion. For the sake of your full cooperation, I will give you a chance to choose."

Saying that, he took a pill from his pocket,

"This pill is an enhanced version of euthanasia, which allows people to die quietly in extreme joy, without feeling any pain, and even with a smile on their face after death."

"It's a good choice for you now."

"Of course, there is another one."

Luke raised his right hand, and a faint green flame emerged from the palm of his hand. The flame was burning quietly, without temperature, only the cold that penetrated deep into the soul.

"Super...superhuman?"

Sidney's eyes widened with horror in them.

Luke smiled and whispered,

"Feel it, the uncontrollable fear, the soul trembles, like death descending beside him."

"Don't worry, it won't kill you, it will only destroy your soul, erase your memory, let you live like a fool, I'll put five hundred dollars in you and send you to a strange place , what happens next depends on God’s mood.”

"If you are lucky, you will meet your former friends, reunite with your family after many times, and spend a fairly peaceful old age. You know better than me how low the probability of this situation is."

"It's more likely that you'll fall into the hands of the police, the FBI or the gang, and they'll use all kinds of methods to get you to speak, after all, you stole all the numbers in Falcone's account."

Luke opened his hands and brought the flame and pills to him,

"Two choices: die happily, live miserably."

Sidney shivered, his throat twitched back and forth, and there was endless despair in his eyes.

"Can you... have a third option?"

Luke sighed, "It's almost nine o'clock, I have to go to work, and I have no time to spend with you. If you don't choose, I can only choose for you. Believe me, the answer I gave is definitely not what you want."

Sidney closed his eyes in pain, his mind was a mess, his whole body was about to collapse, he didn't want either choice, he wanted to live, to have money, wine and women, not to become a beggar!

Why is God doing this to me?

Thinking about it, a flash of light flashed in his mind, he suddenly raised his head and shouted,

"wrong!"

"You don't want me to die, you want me to live, it's all your conspiracy."

Luke was stunned and said strangely,

"What do you say, of course I wish you were better off dead."

"You devil, liar, lied to me from the beginning!"

Sidney stared at Luke with wide eyes,

"Only if I'm alive, they won't target the culprits behind the scenes. My family and I will be your shield and take all the trouble for you. And the 20 million dollars, you didn't hit my son's account at all. up, right?"

Luke shook his head helplessly, too lazy to talk nonsense with him, grabbed his neck and pulled it lightly, pulling out a mass of empty souls. Green flames burned the souls until the mottled afterimages were left before they were sent back to the body.

"Mr. Sidney, may God forgive you."