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Chapter 450: Value or Hate

About ten minutes later, Marl Potuk had almost finished eating. He wiped his mouth with his hands and looked at the monitor that was still broadcasting his wife and children's situation and said, "Give them one copy to each one."

Guzan nodded and said to Zelda: "Do what he said. Send it in yourself, don't let the guards do these things. Also, prepare tables and chairs for them to see if they are injured, and if there is any, let them deal with it."

Zelda nodded and turned around and went out again. Guzan looked at Marlöl Potuk and said, "You can watch it, and when you are satisfied, we can start talking."

"No need." Marl Potuk sighed and said, "If you can't do this, then... you won't sit in front of me."

"Haha. Look, I just said that you were hungry and thirsty, which caused a problem in your thinking. But I still have to answer your previous question. We did not plan it, at least I didn't. In fact, you should know that about Masri, I don't care where that guy is or whose son-in-law. For me... I may be disrespectful to you, but indeed, Masri is just a stray dog, hiding in a cave and forcing his spirits to shout slogans. In fact, when you are alone, you may be trembling. I am not interested in such a person, so I have never asked him even if he is right?"

"I haven't asked." Marl Potuk admitted, "But didn't you just ask me to explain everything about him?"

"Yes. But that's not what I care about. And you told me that guy was not just helping you. I don't need to explain this, just look at what you have to do with your family. In addition, this is also helping me. The matter between us is stuck behind. But I want to continue, but if this matter cannot be passed, I can't continue. Not only will someone not agree, but it's hard to say what you will become in the future. So I think you should cooperate, Masri, let him go. Are these useful now? "

Marl Potuk did not chew, but picked up the cup and took another sip. Although he did not agree, he did not refuse directly, which means that this guy has been shaken and may not be necessary to explain, but he must be less determined than before. This is good news for Guzan. So Guzan was not in a hurry and just waited quietly.

About three minutes later, Marl Potuk saw Zelda bringing water and food into his wife and children's cell, and he invited them to drink water and eat, and took them in to deal with some skin trauma on them. Seeing this, the guy said, "You don't understand what Masri means to us. It seems to you that it's over. But he can't die and shouldn't betrayed, especially people like me can't betray him."

Gu Zan nodded and said, "I can't say what you said is wrong. In fact, you are not wrong in doing this. As a person in the same camp, you can't betray him, let alone he is your former Emir. But have you ever thought about a question?"

"What's the question?" asked Marl Potuk in a curious way.

"That's the future, what will happen to the future?" Gu praising: "Here I think we can say it openly... nothing to cover up." He pointed to the surveillance camera in the corner and said: "Although someone is watching and listening, it's nothing. Some things are not actually afraid of being known, but just not letting people who shouldn't know know. So I want to say, do you really think it's meaningful to protect Masri like this? First of all, your activities in Germany and Turkey have long exceeded the instructions given to you, right? Although I'm not interested in Masri, through investigation, I know that some of them are people Masri is unwilling to pay attention to. You won't deny these?"

Marl Potuk spread his hands and said with a dazed look: "So what? I am like you who are sent alone to manage a matter. It is impossible for you to do everything according to the above preferences. The most important thing is to achieve your goal, right?"

"Yes. It's right." Guzan nodded and said, "The truth is good, but are you really working for your organization that has been surviving? OK, Faisal." Guzan shouted out Marl Potuk's original name and said, "The reason we came to you is not because God gave us any revelation, nor is it the result of using photos or names of you and some other people to draw lots. I know what you have done, even more clearly than you remember. You are connecting, and you are using a large amount of funds raised to your own career, not as Masri means.

Doing business. You and some people have formed a new organization, which is growing vigorously, or expanding rapidly. There are many of them, Yemen, Arabia, Chechnya, and even some thugs from the east. What do you do? It means that you are no longer optimistic about Masri and the organization you were originally in. They are outdated, not only are the situation not good, but there are also many factions and conflicts within. They have long lost all ambitions. In this case, you want to start a new business and set up a new door. Are what I said right? Is there anything you need to refute?"

Marl Potuk looked at Guzan for a moment and could see that he wanted to defend himself, but he thought about it but didn't say it. He probably didn't have any particularly powerful words, so after a moment he turned around and said, "I admit that what you said is true. But does this have anything to do with betraying Masri? In my opinion, it not only doesn't matter, but it also means that Masri has no value, and you can no longer care about him."

"No, no, no. You can't say that, you have to divide the categories and say one by one." Gu Zan waved his hand and said, "If you divide it according to a timeline, the Maris you are talking about is now. Just like what I just said, it is just a betrayal dog and a dilapidated house. But he was not like this before. I don't need to say it to you again what he planned and organized, right? I'm sure you didn't expect it to be like this one day, and in turn emphasized to me the outdated and incompleteness of Masri.
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