My American magical life
Chapter 145 - 145 54 A Gun Pointed at His Forehead!_3

145: Chapter 54: A Gun Pointed at His Forehead!_3 145: Chapter 54: A Gun Pointed at His Forehead!_3 After all, everyone makes mistakes!

Cheng Daqi didn’t think there was anything wrong with his reasoning; he was certain that he had firmly grasped the two small, round key points of Gru.

Now, it was time to give Gru a wake-up call.

Temir, you will thank me for this gift, right?

A top-notch dirty cop’s leverage, I’m going to borrow a bit of your prestige and then offer it to you, and to myself!

“Of course, I would keep a secret for a friend, it’s a virtue that a righteous person should possess, but you’re too late, Thor.

Unfortunately, because my girlfriend cares about me too much, I had to share the real deal with her.”

Little Temir, I didn’t intend to take advantage of you, it’s really just that Gru delivered his own ‘goods’ to us.

Not to firmly take hold of his lever would be such a waste.

The power at stake in the most important city on the West Coast, his leverage, if used well, is priceless!

“Fak, you told someone?

Do you even know what you’re saying?”

Thor was so shocked by Cheng Daqi’s words that he sprang up from the sofa, asking with an angry, irritable tone.

“Temir, she’s my girlfriend, not just ‘someone’.”

Taking a calm sip of tea, Cheng Daqi showed no sign of panic.

Nuclear weapons only have a deterrent effect when held by someone qualified to flip the table.

Cheng Daqi knew the leverage, but that’s all he could do.

If he even thought of using the leverage to threaten Gru, he’d be dead that very day!

Shot in the back twenty times, the kind of death the police call suicide!

But it’s different for Temir; if she knew the leverage, she definitely wouldn’t be the one dying.

Looking at Thor, who was struggling to contain his rage, Cheng Daqi’s eyes showed a bit of pity.

The one who might die is you, little Thor!

“Are you looking for death?

Or do you want to die with your girlfriend?”

Drawing his pistol and pressing it to Cheng Daqi’s forehead, Thor truly felt like killing Cheng Daqi right then and there.

Messed up!

Again, f***ing messed it up!

Damn!

“No!

Wait a second, don’t get excited, Thor!

Don’t get excited!”

Cheng Daqi was truly struggling to maintain his composure; he had anticipated everything except for Thor drawing his gun!

In this situation you’re supposed to report to Gru first!

Aren’t you just a messenger?

Why do you even dare to draw a gun and kill?

Yes, if what I said is false, killing me would be a meaningless death.

But if what I said is true, you kill me, you’ll bring your boss down with you!

Gru would have laughed and then cooperated, but Thor didn’t have the brains or the high level of strategic thinking, so he foolishly raised the gun.

Realizing that just moments ago he was mocking Thor, and now he could be killed by this idiot at any moment, Cheng Daqi found it absurd.

Indeed, to pry at great interests does require a price, it’s just that many times the price isn’t explicitly marked.

“You better give me a good explanation!”

Thor’s tone was icy, as cold as the metallic muzzle of his gun.

“My girlfriend, Temir, she’s not only the niece of a senator but also a wealthy woman; I couldn’t refuse her questions.”

Cheng Daqi explained, finding himself backed into a corner by his own cleverness.

Eli’s arrogance led Cheng Daqi to harvest massive profits.

Cheng Daqi’s arrogance now had a gun pressed against his forehead.

Those good with water, eventually drown!

“How could a rich woman possibly fancy you, you were just a vagrant before this!

Yesterday she also made it clear that you were only her friend!”

Thor closed in step by step, and Cheng Daqi closed his eyes.

“We are secret lovers.”

“Now, call her immediately!”

His hand trembling, Cheng Daqi still managed to dial Temir’s number after several wrong attempts.