Spy-x-War Showdown
Chapter 692 - 698: You Didn’t Lie to Me, Right?

Chapter 692: Chapter 698: You Didn’t Lie to Me, Right?

This time, Chris didn’t haggle overmuch with Pyatov, and immediately said, "Good! The money will be given in two installments, and the goods delivered in two shipments. Pay on delivery."

"Actually, it’s pay and then receive the goods."

Chris laughed and said, "A slip of the tongue, pay and then receive the goods is no problem, when can we proceed!"

After thinking for a bit, Pyatov bit his lip and said seriously, "Since it’s decided, we have to move quickly. Tomorrow! Let’s do it tomorrow!"

Yang Yi was surprised once again, their efficiency was truly impressive.

Chris was also surprised and asked, "Tomorrow? You sure transportation won’t be a problem?"

Pyatov said with firm conviction, "No problem with the vehicles, we have our own logistics company. While my brother-in-law is away, I call the shots, and we can ship anytime! Load the trucks tomorrow, drive out of the port at night, no one will inspect, and no one will pay attention. Although we usually ship goods into the port, there’s absolutely no problem shipping out from the port!"

Marvelous!

Chris gave a thumbs up and said, "Great, although our meeting tonight was a bit... messy, and might have caused some minor misunderstands, my brother, doing business with you is really a pleasure. Give me your number; we’ll be in touch tomorrow morning, okay?"

Pyatov readily gave his phone number, yes, the same number that Yang Yi and his team already had.

With the phone numbers exchanged, Chris tilted his head toward Anton and said, "Take my brother home, it’s getting late, and we’ll meet again tomorrow."

Pyatov immediately asked, "Can I go back on my own?"

Chris laughed heartily and replied, "No problem, of course no problem. Uh, I need to ask you, will this guy’s death cause you any trouble? Please tell me if it will, because I can’t have my good partner distracted by such trivial matters."

After pondering for a moment, Pyatov said, "It won’t be a big problem. Eugene’s men probably don’t know he came out with me, it’s a secret between the two of us. However, if he informed his underlings beforehand, then I might have some minor trouble. Eugene knows my brother-in-law is not someone to mess with, but his guys might not. Um, could you dispose of his body?"

Chris said gravely, "Of course we’ll dispose of the body, but if you run into trouble, tell me and I’ll handle it. If we eliminate them all, no one will trouble you for this."

Chris was serious this time; taking care of a small gang member wasn’t a big deal. They certainly couldn’t let it interfere with tomorrow’s deal.

Pyatov, deeply moved, replied, "Okay, thanks. If needed, I will definitely call you."

Chris held Pyatov by his side as he walked him to the Mercedes, personally opened the door for him, and said warmly, "See you tomorrow."

Pyatov drove off in a cloud of smoke. When Pyatov’s taillights disappeared around the corner, Chris turned around, spread his hands, and said with a smile, "Gentlemen, problem perfectly resolved. Aside from the slightly higher payment, everything else was perfect."

Yang Yi laughed and said, "Your acting skills are unbeatable. Maybe you should consider a career in Hollywood."

Chris immediately responded with a laugh, "Oh, boss, your acting is pretty good too. The way you wiped away that brain matter was so natural. Your expression and actions were so genuine, it looked like you’re accustomed to this kind of work. It really took me by surprise, you didn’t even have to think before you performed those actions. That’s raw talent, a talent for acting."

Yang Yi laughed heartily and replied, "Not bad, not bad, don’t forget I’ve also studied acting. Plus, Rodriguez’s performance was very good; the timing of his shot couldn’t have been better. The expression was spot on, creating a very convincing and well-rounded image of a fierce desperado. Full marks!"

Rodriguez was startled for a moment, then turned his head and said, "Uh, what? Wasn’t I just supposed to shoot when he’s no use anymore? That’s always been the way, right?"

Chris was silent for a moment, then he said to Anton, "Of course, Anton’s performance..."

"Enough, enough, cut the mutual adulation, you’ll make me think I’ve landed on some movie set."

Interrupting Chris, Anton said with disdain, "Well, Hollywood, if Hollywood stars are bad at acting they just get cursed at. If we’re bad at acting, we die. With a spy, it’s not about scoring high in acting, why bother praising each other here? Let’s go!"

Yang Yi: "..."

There are no spies with poor acting skills, those with poor skills are dead. Talking about acting in front of a Black Devil feels a bit like teaching your grandma to suck eggs, no, it is exactly that.

Coughing lightly, Yang Yi said gravely, "Load the body into the car, cover up the bloodstains, let’s clean up and get out of here."

Rodriguez asked, "Should we go and monitor Pyatov?"

Yang Yi pointed to his ear and smiled, "Just keep him under surveillance, the task of listening to him tonight is yours."

Rodriguez immediately looked dumbfounded and said, "Ah, surveillance, I’m not very good at that."

Anton said impatiently, "They’re fooling you, there’s no need to monitor Pyatov anymore, he won’t change his mind. If we had enough people, we would continue to monitor him for safety, but not now."

Yang Yi laughed heartily and said, "Let’s go, let’s go!"

With a trunk carrying a body, Yang Yi and the others returned to their temporary base. He had Chris stay behind, then went to see Jethro himself.

Jethro was a bit anxious when Yang Yi arrived late at night. Called up from bed, he asked nervously, "What’s up? Something happen?"

Yang Yi had a serious look on his face.

"We’ve made contact with Pyatov, took him out for a talk tonight, and the result..."

"Did the talks fail? Is he dead? If not, try not to kill him. Wait to kill him when we’re about to make a move, otherwise, it will alert Kanchelskis."

Yang Yi shook his head and then sighed deeply, continuing seriously, "Pyatov doesn’t agree to our plan. He insists on getting two million US dollars and he’ll take care of shipping the cannons and shells out of the port."

"Ok, uh, what did you say? Say it again!"

Yang Yi repeated it with a straight face, and then Jethro, looking thrilled, said, "Are you kidding me? Two million, Pyatov is responsible for transport? And shells too? How many shells? Are you sure you’re not kidding me?"

Yang Yi couldn’t hold it anymore, he laughed and said, "Eight thousand shells."

Jethro, who was sitting down, immediately jumped up, swinging his fists a few times, then he punched Yang Yi hard in the chest and laughed, "You bastard, you tricked me on purpose, when did you learn to be this bad! Bastard, this is great! This is fantastic! Tell me how you did it, I can hardly believe it, it’s too easy!"

Yang Yi shrugged and said, "Yeah, it was really simple, mainly because none of us expected Pyatov to be so naive, um, far too naive."