my old life

Chapter 2472 The Betrayer

In the dead of night, through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, I can clearly see the night scene outside, but all my spirits are tense now, and the atmosphere at the scene is extremely depressing.

It's so easy to kill someone here, without making a big mistake, just breaking a glass...

Before that, I thought that there might be a boss behind Mike. I didn't know what kind of person he was, let alone how much energy he had.

Judging from the treatment Mike received around the world, this Mr. Cruz must be very powerful, at least his influence can make people respect him.

Mike has always been very calm, he never reveals his heart easily, but now he seems to be a completely different person.

While talking, Mr. Cruz suddenly pointed to an empty seat, one of the six seats in front of the desk was empty.

But this seat is strangely close to the desk, like a reserved seat for someone, or a pre-arranged seat.

Mike sat third from the right of those seats, next to him was a nigger and an asian, and two white guys were across from him.

If these seats represent identity and status, then the vacated seat must be a big man, at least the status here must be higher than Mike.

Mr. Cruz's face was gloomy, he was obviously talking about this seat, and the faces of other people were also very stern.

Through observation, I felt that Mr. Cruz's complexion was very bad. He looked very weak, as if he had just recovered from a serious illness.

From the beginning to the end, only Mr. Cruz was talking, and everyone else was listening, and no one expressed their views.

I secretly took a deep breath to calm myself down. This atmosphere made me too nervous, and my whole state became wrong.

I used to think that I was a person who had seen the world, I thought I could be calm, but now I realize that I am not as powerful as I imagined.

People will grow through experience, including this occasion tonight... But I still don't understand the purpose of Mike bringing me here.

Everyone else was waiting in the distance, and Mike asked me and Jennifer to follow me by name, which baffled me...

"Crack!" Cruz slapped the table suddenly, and his tone became agitated, as if he was scolding someone angrily.

His body swayed slightly, and someone beside him immediately helped him, and kept calming him down.

It's hard to imagine what could make Mr. Cruz so angry, because of the anger, his slack face was trembling, and his eyes changed!
I have seen many ferocious eyes before, but this kind of eyes makes people feel chills from the bottom of their hearts, as if they were being stared at by wild beasts.

Mr. Cruz suddenly opened the drawer and took out the gun, and shot without saying a word!
"Papa papa!" The sudden gunshots made my scalp tingle. I instinctively wanted to avoid it, but everyone on the sofa didn't move.

Fortunately, the gun was aimed at the empty sofa. The bullets smashed the leather sofa, and the click of the trigger could still be heard when all the bullets were fired...

The direction the gun was pointing at was the opposite of Mike, and I couldn't resist avoiding it, but the guy sitting on the sofa next to me was rock-solid.

I couldn't help admiring his concentration, he was expressionless and motionless, and he could have been smashed into a sieve with just a slight deflection of the muzzle.

At this moment, the atmosphere seemed to freeze. I felt that today's incident should be related to the person who didn't come, because all the bullets hit the empty sofa.

"Fack squid! Fack! Taiomi, Hu Kaiao whale shark?" Cruz slammed his pistol on the desk, roaring like a mad lion.

Mr. Cruz looked at the five people present with questioning eyes. Mike didn't say anything, but the very determined guy on the opposite side stood up.

He said something very calmly, his tone seemed to be comforting, but I couldn't understand what he said.

Mr. Cruz glanced again, and the guy with the tattoo on the opposite side stood up, his eyes were very unfriendly.

Hearing him babbling for a while, as if he didn't care, I couldn't understand what they were saying at all.

This kind of feeling makes people anxious and uneasy. When I go back, I have to improve my English, otherwise I won't be able to come out to hang out...

Several people present took turns to express their opinions, and finally Mike stood up. He said a few words and turned to point to me.

It doesn't matter what he pointed, everyone's eyes instantly focused on me, I secretly clenched my fists to keep calm!

Facing everyone's gaze, I panicked, because I couldn't understand what they were saying, which made me feel uncertain.

All kinds of eyes came together, and I could feel the difference in the eyes, some were surprised, some were curious, some were contemptuous, some were disdainful...the most was hostility!

The boy with the tattoo on the opposite side has hostile eyes, and the way he looks at people makes people feel uncomfortable.

I couldn't understand what Mike said, but finally I heard Hawkeye's pronunciation, but I didn't know what he was up to.

Mr. Cruz nodded, Mike sat down again, and I was kept in the dark the whole time...

Mr. Cruz sat down slowly, and he opened the drawer again, and my heart became nervous, I don't know what he will take this time...

Taking a closer look, it seemed to be a pile of documents. He threw the documents on the table, and everyone stood up immediately.

Mr. Cruz was supported by several people to rest. He walked very slowly, and I kept watching him.

It was only when I saw the back that I saw the bandages on his neck, and there was still a smell of disinfectant in the air. It seemed that he had been injured.

After Mr. Cruz left, everyone left one by one. My heart was full of curiosity, but I didn't know who to ask, Mike?
Leaving the 28th floor did not leave the hotel. Everyone went directly to the guest rooms on the [-]th floor. It was already three o'clock in the morning local time.

"Hawkeye, come with me."

"OK!"

I said in my heart that I was finally looking for me. I had too many questions in my heart, but I couldn't understand the meaning because of the language barrier.

Mike sat on the sofa and lit a cigar. Seeing that his face was calm, it felt like a storm was coming.

"Mike, what do you want me for?" I took the initiative to ask, took out a cigarette and lit it.

It took a deep puff of the cigarette to calm me down. Nicotine can help me relax. It was so depressing just now!

"Did you see Mr. Cruz clearly just now?"

"See clearly."

"What do you think he is like?"

"This..." I didn't expect Mike to ask such a question at all, and for a while I didn't know how to answer.

It is impossible for me to define others casually, and I never define anyone, because I know the truth that people should not be judged by their appearance.

"It's okay, let me tell you what you think." Mike looked indifferent, but I couldn't really think so.

"I think Mr. Cruz is a very strict person and a very strict person."

"why?"

"Someone broke a cup just now, there is no room for tolerance..." I whispered, as if the scene just now was still in front of my eyes.

"That's right, he has always been intolerant of mistakes...any mistakes!" Mike's tone was firm, and it seemed that he understood Mr. Cruz's character very well.

I nodded and didn't speak. This is not the time for me to express my opinion, as it doesn't have much to do with me.

I just need to follow Mike's arrangement. Cruz is Mike's boss, but the boss's boss is not necessarily the boss!

"But someone betrayed Mr. Cruz, do you think he can tolerate it?" Mike changed the subject, and I instantly understood why Cruz would shoot at the sofa.

He wasn't angry at the sofa, he was angry at the person who was sitting there, but when he shot, he could only hit the empty sofa...

"I don't think so." I said something ambiguous, and now I won't jump to conclusions.

"Whale Shark has become a traitor. He has failed Mr. Cruz's trust. We will take over everything from him and find a chance to kill him."

"Betrayal?" I was secretly taken aback. I thought that the person who didn't come tonight was missing, or couldn't come because of special circumstances.

But I never thought it was a betrayal. It is hard to imagine that someone would betray a powerful backer, but this is not a self-seeking end...

(End of this chapter)