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Chapter 1103 - 762 Left or Right_2

Chapter 1103: 762 Left or Right_2

"Nonsense."

Luo Han swore angrily, detained here, seemingly calm on the surface, but how could his heart truly be without ripples, "This is Sicily, this is Italy, do you know what it means for the regular army to appear here? Don’t mention so many people, even if there’s only one person, that’s an invasion!"

"But how do you explain the presence of CIA personnel? Fernando wouldn’t have made up such a reason to deceive us."

Luo Long immediately said, "I know about the CIA, they are a bunch of unscrupulous spies, they can do anything!"

Luo Han, with a thoughtful expression, said, "Indeed, the CIA can do anything, but every action has its cost-effectiveness. Taking such a big risk just to capture you, do you think you’re worth that much?"

"Then who are those people? They’re not even afraid of the mafia, and their weapons are so advanced."

Luo Han paused for a moment.

"The only possibility I can think of is mercenaries."

Luo Long was stunned.

That’s right.

Due to different circumstances, organizations like mercenaries do not exist in Shenzhou, but they are quite common abroad.

From national wars to personal security, the presence of mercenaries can be seen.

"CIA operating abroad often collaborates with mercenaries, this explains it."

Luo Han muttered to himself.

Indeed, this direction makes logical sense, but there’s another problem...

"How much money would that cost?!"

Luo Long couldn’t help but blurt out.

Exactly.

That’s the problem!

It’s well known that mercenaries are paid to do jobs.

But what would be the cost to hire mercenaries to take the risk of battling the mafia and offending a sovereign nation, and also have the CIA mediate?

This isn’t just about money.

The more Luo Han thought about it, the colder he felt inside.

If everything really started because of that female lawyer.

What kind of opponent is Young Master Fang facing this time?

Perhaps he isn’t as smart as his older brother, but Luo Long definitely isn’t stupid, especially since, compared to his brother Luo Han, he personally experienced it all.

Until now, he still remembered the sight of the helicopter exploding in front of him.

In comparison.

The things he used to play with, the world he had seen before, were purely child’s play.

"Brother, Young Master Fang wouldn’t be pushing us into a pit of fire, would he?"

Luo Long instinctively lowered his voice.

Luo Han’s face was stern, and he remained silent.

"Brother, we can’t play this kind of game."

Luo Long, nearly driven to madness from being tormented, continued, clenching his teeth.

Murder and arson, these were their forte.

But this scale of conflict already exceeded their capacity.

These days, he would wake up in the middle of the night, haunted by dreams of that cage.

"We can’t handle it, so what? Do you think you can just walk away now if you want to?"

Luo Han looked at him expressionlessly.

Luo Long immediately fell silent.

Yeah.

Italy, did he come here on his own terms, thinking you could come and go as you please?

"Brother, there’s only one way now; we must find a way to notify Young Master Fang, only he can save us now."

In trouble, find a patron.

Indeed right.

But a patron isn’t always useful in every situation.

Luo Han summed up the underlying principle with one sentence, "In the East, they reverence Buddha, while here they talk about Jesus and God."

Luo Long was at a loss for words.

"Since they haven’t made a move on us, let’s just wait."

As soon as Luo Han finished speaking, Fernando, who had been missing for a few days, finally appeared.

"Gentlemen, how have you been resting? If there’s anything unsatisfactory, feel free to mention it, don’t be polite."

To tell the truth.

Once completely calmed down, Luo Long didn’t harbor much deep hatred in his heart against this senior mafia leader.

He was clear that the other party was most likely helpless.

"Fernando, what exactly do you want?"

Luo Long spoke coldly.

"Long, I’m glad you’ve recovered well."

Fernando’s face wore its usual gentlemanly smile.

"Tell us, what do you want us to do?"

Luo Han’s face remained composed.

Fernando sat down, looked at the brothers, and slowly began, "The reason you both came here, I know is not of your own will, just as keeping you here wasn’t my intention either."

"Do you think it makes any sense to say these things now?"

Luo Han interrupted him.

Fernando nodded.

"Since Mr. Luo said so, then I’ll get to the point, I need you both to clearly explain everything you’ve done over these years."

"Brother, what is he talking about?"

Luo Long, who had a low level of education and had never studied, of course did not understand.

Luo Han ignored him, staring at his former partner, "What do you mean?"

"Accumulation of capital is always mixed with sin. Although places differ, the principle is certainly the same."

Fernando answered off-topic.

Luo Han’s pupils constricted, and after a while, he spoke in a calmer tone, "Is it necessary to make it so complicated?"

Fernando slightly smiled.

"Of course, not just yours. Mr. Luo, I believe like us, you are not a person who harms the innocent, that female lawyer had neither grudges nor grievances with you, you must have been just used."

Hearing this, Luo Han instantly understood the other party’s purpose.

He also realized why he and his brother were still alive.

His mouth involuntarily twitched, "You want me to go against Young Master Fang?"

Fernando shrugged, speaking as an outsider, "This is an opportunity to redeem your sins, Mr. Luo, I hope you’ll seriously and calmly consider it."

Luo Han’s smile stretched even wider.

"You’re right, some principles hold true universally, if it were you, would you betray your own benefactor?"

"Mr. Luo, I’ve always admired your loyalty, like how you care for Long. But oftentimes, we must make choices. I don’t know if you’ve faced this dilemma before, a train will reach a split track, on the left track a child is tied, and on the right, three children are tied. You have a controller that can steer the train’s direction, now let’s switch those tied on the tracks, on the left your benefactor, on the other side, your own family, Long, and yourself."

Fernando calmly looked at him, "Mr. Luo, it’s time to make a choice, left or right?"

Luo Han’s face tensed, his eyes flickering, changing repeatedly.

Despicable?

He has no standing to accuse.

Over the years, due to the Luo brothers, families have been broken, and countless people had their lives ruined.

Only now, the roles are reversed, the victims have become them.

This unfathomable villain suddenly experiences a sense of karmic retribution.

That’s just how this world is.

There’s no so-called good or evil.

Only winners and losers!

"Brother..."

Luo Long, not understanding, noticed his brother’s expression was off, but Luo Han had no energy to translate for him.

It was visible, this once unbridled and powerful figure’s fingers were trembling unconsciously.

"If I cooperate, can I survive?"

He looked at Fernando, asking calmly.

Big figures are big figures.

They don’t ask pointless, trivial questions, always striking the core.

Luo Han didn’t put on airs, in his current situation, what’s the point? Also, he had no bargaining chip, the outcome of refusal was undoubtedly singular.

But just like he asked.

Cooperate.

Does that guarantee survival?

Fernando indeed was a straightforward person, didn’t deceive with fancy words, facing Luo Han’s gaze, he gently shook his head.

"Mr. Luo, I cannot answer that question. You should have an answer in your heart."

Indeed.

The sins one commits, the karma one creates, what punishment one deserves, who could know better than oneself.

"Mr. Luo, I’ll strive to give you a bit more time to think."

Fernando stood up, and as he was leaving, he glanced at Luo Long.

Luo Han sat there,