Mercenary I am the king

Chapter 747 Maria's Father
"Can you answer the phone?"

After answering the phone and listening to a few words, Maria turned around and handed over her phone.

"I?"

Song Heping was stunned.

"Yes, it's you."

Maria was certain.

Nura urged from the side: "We don't have time to waste with this white girl. We have to leave, otherwise it will be too late."

Song Heping was of course aware that time was running out.

But he still reached out and took the phone.

"Give her a chance."

Noura was obviously not convinced by his reason and kept staring at Maria with a look of vigilance.

"Who are you?"

Song Heping took the phone and curiously asked about the other party's identity.

"I am Maria's father."

A strong, low and slightly hoarse male voice came from the phone, full of vicissitudes of life. You could tell it came from a man with a lot of story.

"Ah...Mr. Maria?"

"My daughter's name is Maria, but our family name is Nicholas. You can call me Nicholas."

"Ah, Mr. Nicholas." Song Heping couldn't help but glance at his watch again. "I'm very pressed for time. If you just want to express my concern as an old father, then I can tell you that I promised your daughter to protect her and send her to a safe place. After all, she saved a friend of a friend of mine. But now she disagrees and wants to take the more than 200 villagers here with her. I'm sorry, I can't do anything about it."

"You want $35 million, don't you?"

Nicholas did not continue with what Song Heping said, but went straight to talking about money.

"Can you call and have your people check the account to see if there's an extra 35 million?"

"So fast?!"

Song Heping was shocked.

It is not easy to transfer such a large amount of money into an offshore bank account.

Less than ten minutes had passed since Maria made her offer and called.

Is the money in place?

Song Heping immediately picked up his cell phone and called Ferrari.

"Ferrari, check if there's an extra $3 million in our offshore account number ."

"Did you transfer the 35 million?"

Ferrari was also surprised.

"I found out it was transferred from an Eastern European trading company. I thought it was a mistake and we had nothing to do with that company. But Henry reminded me that the name of that company seemed to be related to Eastern European gangs."

"Gangster?"

Song Heping was stunned.

Did he receive 35 million U.S. dollars from Eastern European gangs?

What a naughty operation this is.

He suddenly felt that this time he really couldn't wash himself clean even if he jumped into the Yellow River.

A gangster who can come up with 35 million US dollars in an instant is definitely not an ordinary gangster.

it's good now.

He was a KB member and a drug lord before. Now that he is involved with the gang, will he be given the title of a gang boss?

It seems that those CIA guys don't even need to put a label on me if they want to frame me, as they already have solid evidence.

This is crazy...

"Yes, I am a gang member."

Nicholas heard the conversation between Song Heping and Ferrari.

He was quite frank and admitted it directly.

"But I have a legitimate identity now. I'm a businessman."

"Ah..." Song Heping cut off the call with Ferrari and turned to Nicholas: "Every gangster boss who successfully cleaned up his name said so, businessman..."

Song Heping muttered in his heart, damn, I am still a KB member and a big drug lord...

What kind of physique do I have?
From childhood on, I have been taught to be a good person.

Now it's all right. Who are the people you deal with?

A sinister, vicious and unscrupulous member of a secret intelligence agency.

A drug lord known for his ruthlessness who roams across South America.

There is also the leader of the rebel organization on the list.

Now we have to deal with this gangster boss who has cleaned up his act.

Although he didn't know what kind of gang business Nicholas was involved in, Song Heping was very sure of one thing.

Ordinary gangsters don't have the ability to transfer money into their offshore accounts within ten minutes.

"Now let's not talk about identities, let's just talk about my precious daughter, Maria..."

Nicholas got straight to the point.

"You promised her that you would do her bidding if she paid you $35 million. Now please keep your promise."

"I……"

Song Heping suffered a setback this time.

I thought an ordinary Doctors Without Borders wouldn't be able to come up with much money.

The thirty-five million was just a random lie to force Maria to face reality and evacuate with him.

Did not expect ah did not expect.

She actually has a gangster dad!
I go!

This time he dug a hole and buried himself.

"Do you want to refuse or go back on your word? I'm warning you, kid. If anything happens to my daughter, if anything goes wrong, if anything goes wrong, or if you break this verbal agreement, I promise to hunt you down to the ends of the earth!"

These words made Song Heping feel very uncomfortable.

What the hell!

Hunting me?
There are so many people who want to hunt me down.

You're just a gangster boss. How can you be more powerful than the CIA's secret service? Or more powerful than the Mossad?

The head of the Secret Operations Department is now lying in the hospital in a vegetative state. Should I be afraid of you, an Eastern European gangster?

He wanted to retort, but after thinking it over, he decided not to do so.

After all, I was the one who said it first.

A promise is worth a thousand gold.

When it comes to credibility, Song Heping is principled.

"Okay, then I'll take this business." Song Heping admitted defeat.

"Don't worry, kid. I'll be flying to Africa in half an hour. Just hold on a little longer, and I'll bring mercenaries to rescue you in 24 hours! Just hold on for 24 hours, and the $ million will be yours! But if anything happens to my daughter, I'll pay with your own life! I only have this precious daughter, and you must ensure her safety!"

Nicholas's voice on the other end of the phone became increasingly louder, almost roaring.

Ok……

The smell of that thing came out.

It turns out that he started out as a gangster, and even after he cleaned up his act, he still had that tone and demeanor.

"Mr. Nicholas, I don't want to continue talking nonsense with you. Time is precious. Please remember my number and contact me anytime when you arrive in Africa."

After that, he hung up the phone directly.

Nicholas, who was far away in Eastern Europe, was stunned when he heard the busy tone on the phone.

It took him a while to react. He pointed at his phone and said to his loyal confidant, the old butler Maxim, "That kid actually dared to hang up on me?! I've never been hung up on by anyone before. I'm the only one who hangs up on others!"

Maxim saw how furious he was and knew that his old master's unruly temper had broken out again.

Of course, Nicholas has the capital to be angry.

In Eastern Europe, there is only one person who can be called the "underground emperor". All parties, including the underworld, politics and business, have to give him face. His influence can even influence the elections in some small Eastern European countries.

"Boss, I don't think it's time to argue with that guy about who hangs up first. Miss Maria is still in danger in Africa. We should immediately mobilize all available resources to rescue her."

"Hmm...that makes sense..."

Nicholas calmed down.

Nothing is more important than my precious daughter.

"Contact the boss of GA right away and have him select the 20 most elite personnel and rush to the private airport in the suburbs. Also, have Vasily arrange the exit procedures. I'll go to Africa myself..."

(End of this chapter)