Chapter 327 (1/2)
Chapter 327: Pannu Landing
Translator: _Min_ Editor: Rundi
The night began to fall
Despite the intense change that happened during the day, most of the Pannu people have drifted to sleep already
Johnny was still in hison top of the cold wooden chair, he was chugging his collection
Lafette fros he wouldn’t even dare to dream about The weed in Los Santos was expensive, but coht and day
The base
Not because of the cold, but because of the fear he felt from the bottom of his heart
He ordered the mercenaries to station thele fly in
He could read through their eyes He knew the people he has paid to do things thought he was crazy But he didn’t care, he had enough money, he only wanted to live…
To be honest, he didn’t knohy he was afraid of the guy as in faraway Los Santos or why he was scared of the person behind Robert Although this ed to him, he didn’t have any sense of security
He felt like a hand was controlling everything
Like being the reckless billionaire he is, the increasingly cocky dictator president, the officials corrupted by USD…
And the hundreds of bodies outside the ed the red wine like there was no tomorrow
The sour-sweet taste in his throat was like the ink of the bill, the color was like virgin blood
Beside hiy to play with theer beca away the glass in his hand
Slass shattered
He stared at the pool of redness on the ground as he decadently burped
“Dammit”
He said this in Han It sounded weird He learned it fro just cauard told hi was the representative from Linhua Group, and he didn’t trust the His instincts told him, someone wants to kill him, someone wants him died
He didn’t want to die He wanted to continue to play the role of a billionaire He could act recklessly and at his will Whether it was the wife or the daughter of the neighbor, as long as he was interested and he had the USD, Edould solve the problem for him
But the last call from Robert woke hihetto, an Irish without any talent The only reason he possessed everything was that someone needed him to stir the muddy water
Leave? Retire in West Australia? Go to hell, how could he agree!
He hung up on Robert and ripped apart the sirim look in his eyes, he stared at the basement door
“Co life away!”
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The next evening, at the southern tip of Coro Island