American Gossip King

Chapter 304 Where's your butt?

As the smoke cleared, the battle ended.

These Chechens were strong, but they were still just mortals.

Ian was somewhat speechless: "The rockets have already been fired, so the traces are hard to cover up."

Ilzer said coldly, "We can blow it up again, with regular grenades. I brought some with me."

Ian: "..."

He now knew this guy somewhat.

Since his wife's death, he has gone down a path of madness.

Yes, without this kind of madness, how could they possibly risk their lives to take down Pasacco Pharmaceuticals?

pretty good.

Ian patted Ilzer on the shoulder: "That's right, I wouldn't want you to die because of Pasacco."

Ilzer's expression changed: "I don't want money, I just want the Passacco to be finished, boss, that's what you promised me!"

Ian laughed. "I mean, I'm not going to let you and Pasak die together. I want you to live and serve me well alongside Bledson!"

Ilzer let out a long sigh of relief.

He said excitedly, "As long as you're willing to keep your promise, I'll do any job for you."

"Then let's deal with the current matter first." Ian leisurely lit a cigar.

Bridexson chuckled as he brought out the bodies of Tom and Bruno.

Tom awoke leisurely, saw Ian's smiling face, and the house burning in flames, and cried out in terror, "No! Mr. Carl, I know I was wrong!"

"Shh!" Ian raised his finger.

He turned and walked away.

Bridexon coldly threw Tom and Bruno into the house, along with some US dollars, worthless jewelry, and other items.

At the same time, Ilzer threw several grenades, and another series of explosions rang out. The two houses collapsed and burned in flames and explosions.

"It's a pity I can't do an interview," Ian sighed.

He then said to Van Nistel, "Call Catherine."

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"Extra number! Extra number!"

"The real culprit behind Mirak Bank has been caught."

"Russian mafia is behind it all!"

"Police clash with gangsters, grenades used!"

"The gang suffered heavy losses; all the robbers were killed."

"Special report by LANN correspondent Butterfly Vanness!!!"

Just when everyone thought the Mirac Bank incident had been settled, no one expected that there would be a follow-up.

The robbers had escaped, but the Los Angeles police had already noticed. They played the long game and caught the mastermind, killing all the robbers on the spot. And it turned out to be Chechen militants... The public has no sympathy for such people.

This has greatly enhanced the reputation of the Los Angeles Police Department!

Comments from all sides have emerged one after another, with some discussing the butterfly Van Nistel and others discussing Catherine, while Ian Carr seems to have disappeared this time.

He was taken hostage at Mirak Bank, and his only contribution was obtaining some of the bank's internal surveillance footage and firsthand information. Although this was already quite remarkable, for the public who were used to Ian's various outrageous actions, this was just like the hospital shooting, another case of "Ian did nothing".

Even though Ian did nothing, the news coverage of his company was still explosive!

Murdoch expressed his satisfaction!

………………

Trump Tower today.

A refined-looking middle-aged man sat down in front of Ian; it was Mr. Neil.

Ian smiled at him: "Neil Bodman? You're not a Pioneer, your name isn't on their company's register."

Neil gave a wry smile: "I work for a special agency that excels at doing things for people that they're not comfortable doing themselves."

Ian certainly understands this.

There are many such special service agencies in the United States. They are usually called consulting firms or service companies. They specialize in lobbying for large corporations or engaging in other activities.

For example, there is a group of lobbyists who have been roaming around Capitol Hill for many years. They have good relationships with many senators and representatives and lobby for the companies they serve.

Neil Bordman wasn't at that level; he was actually more involved in underworld work.

For example, have Catherine launch a strong attack, ideally to kill Ian Carl.

The latest novel is first published here!

But now he realizes how terribly wrong he was... I had no idea Catherine Brown was Ian Carr's woman!

Fake!

This crucial lack of information has caused enormous trouble.

Fortunately, the Vanguard team was unaware of this.

He looked at Ian and sighed, "I don't understand what the problem is between you and Vanguard, but Vanguard has indeed suffered a minor setback this time."

Ian chuckled and shook his head: "Not small. Vanguard gave Minova a batch of jewelry, and it's gone; they had a batch of diamonds in Mirac's vault, and that's gone too; they own 28% of Mirac Bank, and now Mirac Bank is facing huge claims and is going bankrupt... Oh, and Minova is about to go bankrupt too. All these things combined, I estimate the total losses will be no less than 1.2 billion."

He narrowed his eyes as he spoke: "And there's another important agreement. Vanguard's investment in Iran, right?"

Neil's expression changed: "You..."

Ian chuckled: "The US is sanctioning Iran, but Vanguard has investments there. Tsk tsk tsk, some people will do anything for money."

Neil's mouth dropped open in astonishment: "The agreement is in your hands?"

Ian sneered dismissively: "The whole world knows that Ian Karl can't be inactive. Anyone with a brain has realized that the reason Ian Karl hasn't made any big moves this time must be because he has some hidden benefits."

Neil said in a deep voice, "You're colluding with those robbers?"

Ian pointed at him with his cigar: "Watch your words. I never collude with robbers; I just do business with them. The Palos Bank robbery—I did business with the robbers; the subsequent drive-by robbery, and the armored truck robbery—I did business with them again. My business is all legal, even overt; I'm not afraid for the world to know! You ask what I did at Mirak Bank? I can tell you right now!"

He chuckled, "I made a deal with those robbers. As long as they didn't kill me, I'd give them 100 million after I left, on the condition that they agree to be interviewed by me. That's my usual style, isn't it? It's a pity that the plan failed because you had the police launch a raid. But luckily, because of this, I received special treatment from the robbers... That's also my usual practice, isn't it? I obtained some important documents because of it. Yes, I didn't hand them over for my own selfish reasons."

Neil said in a deep voice, "I can tell those who have deposited items at Mirak Bank about this."

Ian nodded. "Of course you can do that. I never intended to keep it. I mean, I just need an explanation for having it. Oh, and those Chechens, they're dead. My reporter was there, so he's entitled to some benefits too. So, I do have some things... not entirely legal, but they don't pose much risk to me. Van Nistel will take full responsibility!"

He chuckled softly, "The most important thing is that I didn't intend to keep it for myself, buddy. I was going to return it to them anyway, wouldn't it be better to do them a favor?"

Neil: "..."

Ian smiled at him. "On the contrary, it's you. If the Vanguard Navigator knew that you instructed Ian Karl's women to launch a full-scale attack, leading to all this, and causing them potential trouble... tsk tsk tsk, I guess losing your job is the lightest punishment you could receive!"

Neil's expression changed.

After a long pause, he said helplessly, "It's not that things can't be discussed, right?"

Ian slowly puffed on his cigar: "That depends on where you're sitting. Vanguard? Or Carl Group?"

(End of this chapter)