Marlon Baika was not as careless as last time, he knew that his current situation was quite embarrassing.
If he is too old to do anything for the Rothschilds, then it means that it is time for him to get out of there.
This is a situation he does not want to see.
He has been in the Rothschild family for nearly thirty years, and his main task every day is to serve David Rothschild, just like the ancient eunuchs of country Z serve their masters.
Although he does not have a high status in the Rothschild family, every time he goes out to run errands, because of the hat of the Rothschild family's butler on his head, almost no one will not give him face.
There will be even more people who wish they could be friends with him.
He knew very well in his heart that everything he had now came from the Rothschilds.
Once he leaves the family, it means that he will never be able to experience the pleasures of power from now on.
Therefore, no matter what, he has to do a good job of this matter that Duke David has explained.
It is for this reason that instead of giving orders to the so-called high-level Vietnamese government on the phone, he arrived in Ho Chi Minh City, Vietnam, by special plane.
This time, he must give his right hand and the Flying Sand Gang led by him a little color, which can also make up for his previous mistakes.
For his arrival, the entire Vietnamese government top brass is quite nervous.
For them, the Rothschild family's butler personally came forward, which indirectly explained the seriousness of this matter.
They have been taken care of by the Rothschild family a lot over the years, and even a considerable part of them have been able to sit in their current position because of the sponsorship of the Rothschild family.
Therefore, no matter what Marlon Baika said, they seemed to have no choice but to follow the instructions of the other party.
"Your Excellency Baika, why did you come to us in a hurry this time?"
asked Hu Zhongyong, who was the top leader of the Vietnamese government at the time, with a smile on his face.
"Don't you know the purpose of my coming here, so many things have happened under your nose recently, haven't you noticed it at all" For Hu Zhongyong's question, Ma Long Baika looked very dissatisfied.
The last time he called the president of the Blood Eagle Society, he asked the other party to go all out to deal with the right hand and the Flying Sand Gang, but he didn't expect that in the end, even the Blood Eagle Society was eaten by the other party.
What annoyed him the most was that the Vietnamese government did not help these wretched.
It is precisely because of this that he will speak to Hu Zhongyong like this, in order to vent his strong dissatisfaction.
"This...
You're talking about the Blood Eagle Society and the Flying Sand Gang, I already know about it.
However, now that the Blood Eagle Society has been wiped out, the Flying Sand Gang has become the largest gang in Vietnam.
You should also know that this group is very important for the next election, and can even influence the overall situation.
So, I think...
Hu Zhongyong said this and did not continue.
In front of Ma Long Baika, he no longer seems to be the majestic leader of the country, and he has changed his serious expression when he speaks, and he is accompanied by a smiling face almost throughout the conversation.
"What do you think, are you trying to win them over?"
asked Marlon Baika, rolling his eyes.
At this moment, his heart was already full of sneers.
In his opinion, these so-called Asians, the so-called yellow people, are very despicable.
It is precisely because of this that he has always hoped that Duke David can give up Asia, because as long as he controls Europe and the Americas, then the whole world is almost under control.
"I don't think it's any harm for us to have a good relationship with them.
In the past, it was the head of the Blood Eagle Society, and now it is the Flying Sand Gang, but in fact, it is almost the same.
Hu Zhongyong had already sensed the other party's displeasure and quickly explained.
"Yes, according to what you say, today you will be president, tomorrow someone else will be president, isn't it almost the same, since this is the case, then should you give way" Ma Longbaika faced such words, and his heart became even more angry.
He has decided not to give the other person a face, but to speak his mind bluntly.
"This...
Your Excellency Baika, are you threatening me?"
asked Hu Zhongyong rhetorically.
Since he became the supreme leader of the Vietnamese government, his temper has become bigger than before.
Although he was able to sit in this position at the beginning of the year, he was indeed grateful for the cultivation of the Rothschild family, but after his wings hardened, he was no longer willing to continue to be someone else's puppet.
What he wants is real power and freedom.
"Whether it threatens you or not, you can think about it yourself.
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That's what I've said, and I hope you make a decision as soon as possible.
The Flying Sand Gang and the Rothschilds, you can only choose one.
Marlon Baika sneered.
"Your Excellency Baika, if you have something to say.
Say, what do you want me to do?"
Hu Zhongyong asked with a smile.
"I don't care what method you use, I must destroy the entire Flying Sand Gang.
Let me remind you again, this is what Duke David meant.
If you want to continue to sit in this seat, it's best to be honest.
Otherwise, I'm afraid this position will have to be replaced.
Malone said with a prickly tone, his tone full of threat.
"I understand that I ask you to go back and tell Duke David, and I will definitely handle this matter."
Hu Zhongyong immediately agreed.
"I hope you're not as stupid as the Blood Eagle Guild leader."
When Ma Long Baika said this, he stood up and said, "I still have a lot of things to deal with, and when you eliminate the Flying Sand Gang, remember to give me a call, so that I don't worry." ” "Yes" Hu Zhongyong immediately agreed, and then asked: "Your Excellency Baika, why don't you have a meal here before leaving?"
"Nope.
Keep it for yourselves and eat it.
Remember: do things beautifully, otherwise, I'm afraid you won't even have the opportunity to eat in the future.
Marlon Baika said as he walked out.
"Yes, yes, yes," Hu Zhongyong replied with a quick nod.
"Alright, you just stay.
Go back and discuss it and come up with a plan as soon as possible.
I hope I'll never hear the name of the Flying Sand Gang again.
When he got out of the office door, Malone Baika turned around and said meaningfully.
"Yes," Hu Zhongyong nodded again.
Marlon Baika waved at him, and then quickly left the place.
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