327 Pannu Landing (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 his mansion; curled up in his basement. Sitting on top of the cold wooden chair, he was chugging his collection.

Lafette from 1982, Margaux from 1986… Half a year ago, these were things he wouldn't even dare to dream about. The weed in Los Santos was expensive, but compared to the ”blood of the upper class”, it was still night and day.

The basement was humid, but he was trembling.

Not because of the cold, but because of the fear he felt from the bottom of his heart.

He ordered the mercenaries to station themselves around the mansion and not let a single 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 know why he was afraid of the guy who was in faraway Los Santos or why he was scared of the person behind Robert. Although this mansion and the saving in his bank account all belonged 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 mansion.

He chugged 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 him were four naked bodies, but he didn't have enough energy to play with them anymore. Even his finger became sore eventually.

”Sh*t!” He cursed as he flung away the glass in his hand.

Smash-

The glass 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 from Wang Tianfeng.

Wang Tianfeng just came to find him, the bodyguard told him.

Robert introduced Linhua Group. Wang Tianfeng was the representative from Linhua Group, and he didn't trust them.

He was shaking. 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, Edward would solve the problem for him.

But the last call from Robert woke him up completely.

Yes, he was just a thug from the ghetto, 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 sim card.

With a grim look in his eyes, he stared at the basement door.

”Come, I want to see, how will you take my fu*king life away!”

…

The next evening, at the southern tip of Coro Island.

An old transport vessel quietly sailed into the empty port.

The port was deserted without a soul. Due to what had happened yesterday, most of the residents on Coro island were immersed in fear and sorrow. Most people chose to ask for a day of leave so that they wouldn't need to go outside.

The vessel docked.

Fifty muscular figures walked down from the vessel in an orderly fashion.