"Bastard!" Mike, senior FBI agent, cursed while running.

In other words, he himself was quite prestigious during the FBI and had a few friends who had a life of friendship. Otherwise, he should have been tried in prison now.

Until now, he still remembers the phone call his best friend called him: "Mac, don't talk, listen, just now, someone anonymously reported you to assist in money laundering, and it was involved in extortion and bribery. That guy Johnny led someone to investigate, and all the evidence reported was true. He is now taking someone to arrest you, so you can do it yourself."

After that, his friend hung up the phone directly, and Mike was confused at the time. He couldn't figure out why he, who had always been diligent, was related to these charges. He naturally knew that if all of these charges were proven to be true, he would have to face at least 20 years of imprisonment. What a joke!

As a senior agent of the FBI, no, now he has escaped for fear of crime. He should be a senior agent of the former FBI. He knows more than anyone else the influence and power of the FBI intelligence agency in the United States. If the other party really wants to catch him, he will be arrested sooner or later even if he goes to heaven and earth. So the only way he wants to escape from prison is to find someone who frames him and then get evidence to clarify himself.

As for who was framed by him, Mike already had a suspicion in his heart. He was able to spend so much effort and make the evidence so perfect, and in the end he had a grudge against him, the only one of the gangsters in Manhattan who was in charge of the investigation recently, was the Rage Gang, one of the gangs in the Manhattan District whom he was in charge of the investigation.

"Anthony Ste!" Mike's eyes flashed with anger, and at the same time, he also thought of a solution in his heart.

Anthony sent someone to book the venue directly in an open-air cafe and was meeting with an expert doctor in the brain field, hoping that he could join the private hospital he had just acquired: "Mr. Majors, I hope you can carefully consider my proposal. As long as you are willing to come over, I can pay three times your current salary, and I can also hand over the hospital to you for management."

In fact, I originally thought that Anthony didn't need to do such a small thing himself. But it was related to his mother's condition. Although he had obtained a special prescription from the Assassin Alliance to treat this condition. But to be on the safe side, Anthony decided to find an authoritative expert in this field to preside over the treatment of his mother.

Majors couldn't help but smile bitterly. If possible, he actually didn't even want to meet someone like Anthony, let alone let him go to Anthony's hands to do things. He just looked at the group of men in black who were emitting cold murderous aura standing behind him. It would be really bad for him to refuse or dare not say it.

Anthony naturally knew his concerns, so he did not urge him. He just savored the coffee while looking at him expressionlessly.

Just as Majors was in a hurry and was trying hard to wipe his sweat, Brock suddenly received a call, and then walked to Anthony's ear and whispered: "Boss, the FBI named Mike has escaped."

"Oh," Anthony nodded, not caring about it at all. The reason why he was like a little guy who spent such a big price to frame him was mainly because Anthony had been too arrogant during this period. Otherwise, with Anthony's temper, a guy who was ignorant of his ungrateful person who came to trouble Anthony would have been directly poured into the cement pillar by Anthony and then sank into the Hudson River.

Seeing Anthony seemingly distracted, Brock hesitated and said again: "Boss, do you think he will come to us?"

Anthony raised his eyes upwards and asked blankly, "What? Are you afraid?"

"How could it be?" Bullock smiled dryly, then stepped back with tactfully.

At this moment, a man broke in with a gun and a bomb. It was Mike, the former senior FBI agent I just talked about.

Anthony raised his hand and signaled the angry elites behind him not to shoot. Then he looked at the once energetic senior FBI agent Mike with a playful look and said, "Isn't this our senior FBI agent Mr. Mike? Why is he so embarrassed? Now you don't look like an FBI agent at all, but rather like a fugitive who escapes fear of crime."

"Bastard! Anthony Ste, don't pretend here! Aren't you the ones I'm doing now?" Mike pointed at Anthony with a gun and shouted angrily.

Anthony smiled arrogantly, then pretended to be serious and said, "I just heard you slander me. Do you need me to call a lawyer? We Agent Mike."

Mike was blown up by Anthony's pretentious behavior, and directly held the switch in his hand, lit it in front of Anthony, then pointed the gun at Anthony and said, "Enough, I don't have time to talk nonsense with you. I'll ask you something about Anthony Ste, did you frame me?"

Anthony glanced at Mike, as if he had pressed something, then raised two fingers and waved behind him. A cut cigar was placed on Anthony's finger. Just when the other party wanted to continue to help Anthony add the cigar, Anthony spoke: "I remember, didn't I buy a very interesting lighter in our market two days ago? Use that."

The younger brother in charge of lighting was slightly stunned. Before he could react, the gin, which seemed to be a shadow, walked out of the shadow, took out a lighter with a sense of technology, lit it for Anthony, and then placed it in front of Anthony's table randomly.

"By the way, what are you asking?" Anthony took a deep breath of the cigar and said, "I took a cigarette ring."

"Did you frame me?" Mike roared.

"Yes," Anthony looked at the other party's somewhat exaggerated performance with nodding and admitted directly.

"It's you!" A hint of joy flashed in Mike's eyes, but he was quickly concealed: "Why did you do this? Is it because I am the one who is in charge of surveillance on your Angry Gang, so you have to take revenge deliberately?"

"Deliberate revenge?" Anthony couldn't help laughing: "Our Agent Mc, have you been making a mistake all the time? You have never been qualified to be revenge by us. The reason why I want to send you in is that you, a fly, are so annoying."

When Mike heard this, his face changed: "You bastard! You actually framed senior FBI agents for this reason. Are you not afraid of legal sanctions?"

"Law?" Anthony laughed and mocked him, then looked at him coldly and said, "Agent Mike, you are a fugitive who is afraid of crime and are standing here to talk to me about the law. Don't you think it's ridiculous?"

"I was framed by you!" Mike roared and argued.

"Really?" Anthony shrugged: "Who knows?"

"Anthony, the scum of your society!" Mike seemed to be so angry that he smoked his orifices. He pointed at Anthony's pistol and shook slightly: "Say! How did you frame me!"

Anthony looked at Mike with fun, and until he felt so angry that Anthony said, "Okay, I won't play with you anymore. This game is too old-fashioned and has no new ideas at all."

"What does it mean?" Agent Mike couldn't help but stumble in his heart, and then he asked back by forcibly suppressing his inner anxiety.

"Your thing that looks like a bomb doesn't seem to leave. Don't you look at it?" Anthony answered the question irrelevantly.

What? Mike couldn't help but be shocked, and looked down at the countdown above, and then looked at Anthony in panic and said, "What's going on?"

Anthony smiled and said, "I think you should be more concerned about another issue. The recording or video equipment you are using is still working."

"You?!" Mike was really shocked. He didn't understand how the other party discovered it!

Anthony held his head and signaled a part of the other person's body: "Look at it."

Mike continued to point the gun at Anthony, took out the device with the other hand, and operated it for a while, and it was completely broken!

At this time, he remembered the technological lighter placed on Anthony's desk, and then said in horror: "It turns out that you have discovered it a long time ago, so why have you talked to me so much?!"
Chapter completed!