With some suspicion, Franklin Benson did not speak, but slowly brought the phone to his ear.

It seemed like I heard Franklin Benson's slightly heavy breathing from the phone, and a very calm voice came from the phone: "Mr. Franklin Benson, please forgive my presumptuousness."

With a low voice, Franklin Benson responded and said, "Who are you?"

The voice of the phone clearly had a bit of unquestionable meaning: "It doesn't matter who I am, but I know you are facing some trouble now! To solve these troubles, do you need a considerable amount of funds?"

Suddenly, Franklin Benson's words couldn't help but feel a bit fierce and cruel: "Who the hell are you? Where did you find this phone number?"

It seemed like I didn't hear Franklin Benson's angrily questioning, and the voice on the other end of the phone remained calm and steady: "There is something I'm more interested in, which appeared in the Tavi city. If you can help me find this little thing, then you can get a commission of 5% of the total transaction amount."

A sudden change in my heart, Franklin Benson blinked quickly and recalled the recent potential transactions in Tavi City, which were in short supply of illegal traded goods, but his tone was still violent: "Stop making a fool of me! Who are you, how..."

Haha chuckled, the voice of the phone interrupted Franklin without hesitation. Benson's clamor: "There is no guy in Meatballs to keep a secret! If you haven't forgotten that you have called him, then you should know who I am and what I need. Your and my time is precious, so... cooperate? Or refuse?"

Almost subconsciously, Franklin Benson had hooked the sound on the other end of the phone with several yellow people who had just arrived in Tavi city. Taking a deep breath, Franklin Benson tried hard to suppress the strong desire to make a fortune, and growled in a cold voice: "You seem to have made something wrong? On the Tavi Peninsula, no outsider can give orders! Anyone who attempts to do this will have the only consequence of being chopped up and hitting into the plastic bag, and then throwing it into the sea!"

As if you heard the funnyest joke in the world, the voice on the other end of the phone suddenly burst out laughing: "Ha... do these outsiders who were chopped and thrown into the sea also include your creditors?"

His eyes suddenly froze, and Franklin Benson couldn't help but yelled: "You are actually monitoring me?"

The laughter suddenly paused, and the voice of the phone suddenly became cold and hard: "Supervising you? It seems that you really look down on yourself too high! Let me remind you that when you just arrived at the Tavi Peninsula, if the outsider behind you did not provide you with funds and channels, or even send a group of good people to clear obstacles for you, you are at most a third-rate gangster who relies on low-end robbery on the street to support yourself! I would like to give you a piece of advice - in addition to you, someone in Tavi City has chosen to reach an agreement with me. Whether you do it or not is not an important necessary condition for me, but I have just added more to the point of reducing possible mistakes. So, what is your answer now?"

Although I couldn't see what the person on the phone looked like, Franklin Benson still identified a trace of the uniqueness of the powerful from the voice coming from the phone. Dry throat, before Franklin Benson could speak, the voice on the phone was already cold and cold: "It seems that you have rejected my kind invitation! Then... Good night, Mr. Franklin Benson! By the way, I inform you that you just lost a friend, but you have a miraculous and powerful opponent that you wantonly humiliated!"

Listening to the busy voices coming from the phone in a dumbfounded manner, Franklin Benson looked at the series of garbled numbers displayed on the phone screen, and suddenly raised his hand and smashed the phone at the subordinate standing in front of him: "Idiot! Your phone must have been monitored! Immediately transfer everything here and let them drive me over. I have to leave here immediately!"

He didn't care that his forehead was blown by the phone, and the young black man standing in front of Franklin Benson responded, "But my phone has anti-monitoring and tracking devices installed... Where should we transfer the people here?"

Walking out of the basement, Franklin Benson shouted fiercely: "Take the palm tree villa area by the sea! Separate my guard from ordinary people to guard, and the other half follows me at any time! Then gather all the gunmen on the periphery here..."

With a very inspiration, the black young man with blood flowing from his forehead was very interesting to follow Franklin Benson's footsteps: "Get everyone's attention here? This is indeed a good idea..."

Turning back suddenly, Franklin Benson looked fiercely at his subordinate who was beaten to the ground and staggered all the way: "You stay here too, don't go anywhere! Keep your phone with you for twenty-four hours..."

After walking out of the basement angrily, Franklin Benson jumped on a bullet-proof off-road vehicle that deliberately made the appearance old under the cover of more than a dozen elite gunmen, and roared at the driver's seat and said, "Go to the cellar by the beach!"

Seeing the driver driving to the address he mentioned silently, Franklin Benson watched from the rearview mirror all the elite gunmen responsible for escorting them all boarded the car and followed. Then he reached out to find a satellite phone equipped with anti-eavesdropping and anti-tracking devices from a secret compartment in the car, and quickly dialed a number in his heart: "I'll give you twice the reward, and find out who is the one-man air defense missile guidance chip in as soon as possible!"

Obviously, he was aware of the request made by Franklin Benson, and the hoarse voice on the other end of the phone responded quickly: "Five times the reward, I can tell you the first news found! If you can give me twenty times the reward, then you can get exclusive news from my channel!"

Gripping his teeth hard, Franklin Benson responded helplessly: "Okay... twenty times, exclusive news! But you must guarantee others..."

A hoarse voice rang out again: "My reputation has never been better than you! Give you a name first - Potova! The remaining news will be transmitted to your hands within a second after you pay!"
Chapter completed!