"It''s you!"


    Hearing the footsteps, Rivera subconsciously looked into the corridor. Soon his eyes suddenly stared at the boss and obviously recognized who it was.


    Braxton, an identity obsessed man!


    A few days ago, No. 2 didn''t know where to bring him to the villa. Rivera helped fix his new identity.


    The mysterious man took a new name for himself, called "Yuri Olof". His household registration showed that he was a French emigrant.


    To Rivera, everything about this guy is a mystery.


    It seems that his relationship with No. 2 or the mechanical life behind No. 2 is much closer than that of the first person to contact them.


    This makes Rivera have a sense of crisis in his heart!


    These two days, Yuri is very active in Rio with a huge sum of money remitted from nowhere.


    From Rivera sent to track the news of Yuri''s eyeliner, this guy seems to be in touch with several of the city''s conservation companies, like he wants to take up the plate.


    Braxton, oh, no, it''s time to call him ''Yuri Olov''.


    Yuri walked all the way to Rivera with a precious giant bottle of Bertus and two red wine glasses in his hand and a bright smile on his face. "Mr. Rivera, don''t mind if I get a bottle of red wine to taste!"


    He shook the giant bottle of Bertus in his hand, which was a bottle of top red wine from Bertus, France, a world-famous winery.


    The year 2001 was a sunny year for many French wineries.


    This year, Bertus stopped for three years and then brewed a huge bottle of dry red wine. The bottle of Bertus in Yuri''s hand was the good wine brewed in that year. When he changed hands and came to Rivera, the price was no less than 20000 reais, close to 7000 US dollars. It was a top-level red wine.


    Although Rivera was a wine lover, his attention did not stay on the giant bottle Bertus in Yuri''s hand for a second.


    Finally, he noticed something bad. Without looking at Yuri, he quickly turned to the No. 2 direction and asked nervously and hurriedly, "what do you mean, your excellency No. 2?"


    No. 2 raised his head and looked at him. There was no smile in his eyes, and his voice was indifferent.


    "What do you mean? Rivera, if you don''t even understand what this means, you''re really worthless!"


    With that, instead of looking at Rivera, whose face suddenly changed, he turned to Yuri, who looked at them with great interest, and asked, "how''s the preparation?"


    "Everything goes according to the plan. Give me another week, and I can complete the first step!"


    Yuri shrugged: "praise this country, more beautiful than the United States!"


    Look at the undisguised excitement on his face, you can see how satisfied Yuri is with his current life.


    Since he was brought out of the United States a week ago by the mechanical life that fell from the sky and claimed to be "confused", Yuri had flown from Mexico to Brazil with skepticism after he got the promise that confusion would support him to become the "king of Brazil".


    But now, although the contact time with the mechanical life claiming to be from Cybertron is shorter than that of Rivera, Yuri has willingly offered his loyalty. Even if he is smart as he has realized, these extraterrestrial visitors seem to have made no change after they started to control Brazil, the fifth largest South American country in the world.


    God knows how satisfied he is with his life now.


    Yuri never lacks money. No matter how much he wants, No. 2 can meet him. He has never been more than a lot, and he doesn''t care about the purpose at all.


    He doesn''t lack women. Is it true that he will lack women if he has money!


    What he needs to do is to give full play to his intelligence and wisdom to help these mechanical life control Brazil as soon as possible. That''s so simple.


    Yuri''s answer obviously satisfied No. 2.


    It knew its master''s plan and controlled the country under their feet as soon as possible.


    Obviously, compared with Rivera, who has always been vigilant against them, the new human sent by the master is undoubtedly much more knowledgeable.


    He may be more insatiable than Rivera, but he has been serving himself and his master wholeheartedly.


    Recently, a considerable part of its actions in Rio have come from Yuri''s suggestions.


    A chaotic Brazil is obviously more conducive to the survival of conspirators.


    And here, it really contains all the elements of chaos.


    Brazil has a large number of immigrants and a growing gap between the rich and the poor. In recent years, the economy has been sluggish and corruption has occurred frequently.


    The worst of all, it should belong to this country. It can''t help guns, and drugs are rampant.


    Gangs and drug lords hold a large number of weapons, making Brazil the second in Mexico more and more obvious.


    Therefore, Yuri put forward many suggestions to it, provoked the contradictions among many gangs in Brazil, constantly cracked down on the Brazilian military and police, broke out the discontent of this paramilitary force, assassinated some politicians, paralyzed local power, supported politicians close to their own side to come to power, and began to establish an armed force in the name of preserving the company, So we can do it when Brazil is in chaos.


    Now, the time limit for the completion of the order given by the master when he left is getting closer and closer, but Rivera only cares about himself and has no idea of establishing influence for the master in the senior management of Brazil, which makes No. 2 completely impatient with him!


    At that moment, after listening to Yuri''s words, No. 2 nodded to him with satisfaction, "well done. Just mention how much money you need. The master''s tolerance towards loyal slaves will exceed your imagination!"


    When Yuri heard the speech, his eyes lit up and nodded hurriedly.


    However, as soon as No. 2 finished speaking and turned to Rivera, his eyes narrowed.


    "Rivera, you have failed to live up to your master''s expectations... No one will like slaves who eat benefits for nothing but don''t work..."


    Rivera''s body couldn''t stop a shock. He heard an undisguised killing intention from the words of the ferocious leopard mechanical beast in front of him. It was obvious that his perfunctory over the past period of time had made the other party completely impatient.


    In my mind, I suddenly flashed the amazing appearance of the confusion at the beginning, as well as the souls who died miserably in the hands of No. 2 recently.


    Aware of his imminent disaster, I guess I can''t escape.


    Rivera finally felt afraid. As soon as his legs were soft, he knelt on the floor, looked at it with trembling, and begged: "Your Excellency No. 2... I know I''m wrong... Please give me another chance... I promise, I won''t dare again..."


    Aside, Yuri looked at him with great interest. He didn''t know when the giant bottle Bertus had been opened by him. At this time, he had filled himself with a glass of wine and was holding it in his hand to taste the top wine from France.


    No. 2 grinned, and a sharp tooth like a sharp thorn made it look more ferocious.


    Obviously, it has completely lost patience with Rivera, and its front claws on the ground don''t know when they have exposed several sharp metal bones.


    It raised its front paw and slowly raised it to Rivera, with cold eyes, "it''s late, you''re worthless..."


    "No..."


    Rivera let out a wail, trembled and almost fell to the ground.


    Seeing No. 2 raise his claws high, it seems that he is going to kill Rivera.


    Yuri, who watched the play for a long time, suddenly opened his mouth, "Sir, please wait a moment... He may have some value..."


    The sight stopped on Rivera, whose face was still full of panic and fear. Yuri shook his glass and said slowly.


    "I talked about two security companies. They need a batch of arms urgently. This little thing is no more troublesome than your master. You might as well leave it to him..."


    "I need arms... I can get it, I promise..."


    Like grasping a life-saving straw, Rivera quickly agreed.


    After drinking the wine in the cup, Yuri bent an arc at the corner of his mouth and came to him with an empty wine cup in a flat voice: "in two days, I want 1000 MD-2, rocket launchers, heavy machine guns, grenade launchers and RPGs..."


    Then, without looking at Rivera, who looked ugly again, he shrugged to No. 2, "if he can''t even meet this requirement, he really has no value at all. At that time, please..."


    The blue light in No. 2''s eyes flickered for a moment, and his eyes stayed on him and Rivera for a while. It was not until more than ten seconds later that he saw that he slowly retracted the sharp bone spurs on his claws.


    "Remember, this is the last time..."


    ps：


    I haven''t written for a few days. My hands are a little raw. However, I feel I''ve gradually found it back. I''m not surprised. I''ll restore the minimum guarantee today.