Dragonetti the Ruthless Contract Killer Page #4

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Now, let's get down to business.

I will pay you 1 million euro if you

deliver Claudio Dragonetti on a silver plate.

But I recommend you to pay caution.

Claudio Dragonetti is... He came

to my restaurant and killed 30 of my men.

Shot the place into pieces.

He even killed a pregnant woman.

Slicing up her belly.

Dragonetti is the kind of guy who only

kisses the girl after he stabbs her.

I see. Let's go.

- Wasn't Dragonetti short and with

dark clothes? - Yes, what about it?

Then that was our guy.

Let's get him.

- Mr Wrechik.

- Yes.

- What's wrong now?

- Dragonetti. Chasing Dragonetti, sir.

- Is he nearby? - Yes. We blew up

his car and wounded him badly.

Now, Jurij! Listen to me.

I want you take him out.

I want to see him

dead. Ok, don't fail me.

- We are going. Let them handle him.

- Let me take care of Dragonetti.

- I can handle this. - You had your

chance. Shut up and drive the car.

Give him a grenade!

Elena, go that way.

Mikahill, you come with me.

Sh*t!

Don't you dare!

Don't you leave me here!

- Why do you not trust me?

- 187, let me say this.

You have made a fool of yourself again, Ok!

I do not think you can handle him. Think not.

If you do not have any confidence in me

why do you want to work with me?

- Because he is my enemy.

- Why do you want to work with me anyway?

- He has betrayed me and therefore he

deserves death. - Let me get slay him.

No worries. You will get a chance.

If he comes tomorrow, we must be prepared.

I want to take him now!

You can't. Won't let you and Jurij into

the forsest shooting at each other.

It may just be the soup of it all.

Someone good order it should be.

You need to be so damn narrow-minded?

Can not you just trust me?

Dragonetti.

We will mourn for her later.

Let's go find this

bastard son of a whore!

F***!

Bloody Dragonetti!

Mikahill?

F***!

Your cellphone.

Do you want me to call

your boyfriend, huh?

- Hell of fuckface! Can you hear

who this is? - Yes, I can Claudio.

Good.

Listen to me very carefully.

You have f***ed me for the last time.

I'm going to get you one by one.

Just want you know how it sounds

when one of your boyfriends dies.

Listen carefully and enjoy the show.

Put on some ABBA or what the hell.

- What a f***ing noise.

- It's nice with some music.

It's relaxing. 187, I think this

will fix itself. No problem.

What the f***?

All the others are dead.

I'm not staying here. Let's go.

Sh*t!

What?

So you did have the guts

to fight me after all?

A good russian.

Is a dead russian.

Dragonetti!

Din jve!

Dragonetti! You wil die!

- Miguel!

- Sorry boss.

Miguel! I'm going to

make soup of you.

You know Claudio.

Do you remember the good old days?

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