Chapter 974: High Blood Pressure

Vargas, who was fiercely hit against the wall, coughed violently twice. He looked up at the butler and suddenly discovered that, in fact, when things happened, it was not as terrifying as he had imagined.

"I am a Federal person."

The butler was stunned for a moment. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears, and then he sneered, "Your joke is not funny." He looked at the person who was pinning Vargas's neck with his forearm, "Give him some color to see."

The guy who looked like a thug immediately let Vargas go from the wall and then gave him two punches in the stomach.

Every punch used ten percent of his strength, hitting Vargas until he directly hugged his lower abdomen and bent over, retching.

Although he was not very afraid, the pain and discomfort were real.

Before he could have more reactions, he was grabbed by the hair, forced to look up again, and dragged to the butler's front.

The butler looked down at his eyes, "Ask you one more time, who did you sell the mine to?"

Actually, they knew the answer.

Federal people.

Only Federal people dare to trample on the game rules they formulated so unscrupulously in this country.

But as long as the answer is not officially announced, it means they at least still have a little bit of opportunity... No, it should be a little bit of probability, that this matter was not done by Lansi.

Vargas took a deep breath. He didn't answer this question immediately, but said, "I am a Federal person now. I have already naturalized. You are hurting a Federal citizen!"

His eyes also became sharp and strong. It wasn't that he himself had great ability, could beat anyone, or what others were like.

It was just that at the moment he said "I am a Federal person," he felt a kind of magical power that couldn't be said from the void pouring into his body. He felt that he was better than ever!

He broke free from the control of the thug beside him and straightened his body again, although his lower abdomen was still in severe pain, that kind of spasmodic pain.

However, he still forced himself to stand straight, smoothed his hair with his hand, "The passport is in the bedside table in the bedroom. There are many people who know I am a Federal person, and there are also many people who know you are looking for trouble with me."

"If a Federal person dies here, dies in the hands of you people, guess what will happen?"

His tone was filled with a kind of determination, which made the butler look sideways.

The butler glanced at a thug. Soon the thug entered the bedroom, found the document bag in the bedside table, and handed it to the butler.

The butler opened the document bag. The first thing that caught his eye was an immigration visa, with Vargas's photo on it, and the immigration date was earlier this year.

He flipped back and forth again. Inside were Federal checkbooks and some documents that could be used in the Federation.

"It seems they gave you quite a lot of money." The butler handed the document bag to the thug beside him. He glanced at Vargas, "Take him back."

Vargas was a bit panicked at this time, "Lansi already knows you came to find me!"

The butler immediately raised his hand, stopping the thug from pulling and dragging Vargas. He looked at Vargas again, confirming that he didn't see any guilty conscience or dodging from the other party's eyes, and then he turned and walked toward the inner room.

Soon he made a call to President Diego, "The person has been seen. It is very likely that Lansi bought these minerals, and Vargas has already naturalized in the Federation. He also carries his immigration visa with him. He also said Lansi knows we came to find him."

"Fuck!" The curse from the receiver made the butler understand President Diego's mood at this moment, "Now, should I bring him back, or..."

After about twenty or thirty seconds, Diego said on the phone, "Bring this bastard back."

The butler hung up the phone and returned to the outer room, "Take him away."

Vargas didn't resist.

Soon he saw Diego. It didn't take much time from the Zhuolan Grand Hotel to the Presidential Office. Now, although the city has stabilized, there are still relatively few pedestrians and vehicles on the road.

People are afraid, afraid of being hurt by others suddenly or something. Now people have become a bit crazy. It is not certain when someone will pop out, just for the few dollars on you, and give you a few knives.

The motorcade soon returned to the Presidential Office. Vargas was pushed and shoved into the Presidential Office.

Because of his unstable center of gravity, he almost fell to the ground, but fortunately, he finally stabilized his figure and then slowly stood up.

Diego pointed to the chair opposite him, "Sit down."

The butler walked to Diego's side and handed Vargas's document bag over. Diego opened it and looked at it for a while, then threw it on the table.

"You used my money to put a layer of Federal identity on yourself and your family?"

"Do you think you are a Federal person, and I dare not kill you?"

The more fierce and terrifying he spoke, the calmer Vargas became instead. He looked at Diego, "I know, you dare to do this, but my identity is very sensitive now. I am a Federal person."

"They have been looking for a damn opportunity. If I die, guess if it will be this opportunity?"

This sentence made Diego's anger even greater. He looked at Vargas, and his breathing became rapid.

Being stared at by a tyrant like Diego is indeed a very stressful thing. Vargas could only bite the bullet and hold on.

In fact, they all know Diego very well. He is like a hyena.

If you don't show fatigue, then he will only bark fiercely.

But once you show fatigue, he will start to attack.

So although he is a bit afraid, he still has to pretend that he is very calm, composed, and not afraid of that.

The two stared at each other for more than ten seconds. Diego took a deep breath and let himself calm down.

He asked, "Counting it up, you are still my cousin, Bar. There is a blood relationship between us. Why did you betray me?"

Diego suddenly changed his way of speaking, which made Vargas a bit embarrassed, because this is a fact.

He is Diego's cousin, considered a distant relative of the Lavila family. Being chosen by Diego was also because he was "distant" enough.

When turning against each other, no one would say he didn't care about kinship, and at the same time, there is a faint bloodline connecting each other. This is a very suitable candidate.

Many of Diego's industries are this kind of people, distant cousins. They are actually no different from strangers.

But if you really want to talk about it, this blood relationship does indeed exist.

However, the embarrassment only existed for a short while. Vargas said in a very firm tone, "Who doesn't hope to live a good life?"

"And, Diego, you are too... cruel!"

"Gomez didn't do anything to apologize to you, but you not only dismissed his work but also wanted to kill him."

"Today is him, what about tomorrow?"

"For so many years, how many people have you killed who worked loyally for you?"

When hearing the name "Gomez," Diego's anger increased a bit more, "What do you know?"

"Gomez has been in contact with the Federal people, he betrayed us long ago!"

"I even dare to say that these Federal people were brought by him!"

Vargas didn't speak. He just remained silent. Having a reason to make himself not so embarrassed was enough.

And he didn't count as lying. Over these years, Diego had killed many people around him because of "suspicion." This is also the reason why people are very careful and call him a tyrant.

As long as he develops suspicion about a person, he will completely suspect, and then find an opportunity to kill this person, almost without other choices.

Vargas had previously been willing to take a small salary and mix food and wait for death, not even daring to go to the mine, just because he was afraid that Diego would suddenly feel whether he was already disobedient, and then eliminate him and change to an obedient one.

In fact, Diego also knew that doing this was wrong, but he just couldn't control himself. He couldn't help but kill those who were suspected by him and unable to prove their innocence.

This is the absolute decay brought by absolute power!

Don't talk about challenging him. In his cognition, anyone who might make him uncomfortable would become his enemy and then be killed by him.

This kind of personality can persist until now before large-scale uprisings appear, which can already be said to be a miracle.

Diego took two more deep breaths and skipped this topic that made him uncomfortable, "It was Lansi who bought these minerals, right?"

Vargas didn't deny it. He had already contacted Lansi before. Lansi didn't need him to hide anything for himself, so he admitted, "Yes."

"Lansi!"

"It's Lansi again!"

Diego supported the table to support his body and stood up from the chair.

He pushed the chair and swayed and walked back and forth a few steps, "This damn guy!"

"Always looking for my trouble, fuck!" He said this and turned to look at Vargas again, his eyes filled with strong desire for killing.

Vargas could only continue to bite the bullet and carry it hard. After the two stared at each other for a while, Diego exhaled, "Let him roll out of here!"

The moment he heard this sentence, Vargas breathed a heavy sigh of relief. He took the initiative to get up, bowed slightly, didn't say anything, turned, and left the office.

Diego sat there for a while before picking up the phone and dialing Lansi's number. He needed to chat with Lansi.

The phone rang more than ten times before being answered.

"Sorry, I had some personal things to handle just now. This is Lansi."

Hearing this familiar voice, the expression on Diego's face became even colder, "You cheated away most of the minerals in my hands, Lansi."

After Lansi finished listening, his laughter came from the receiver, "Mr. President, is this word 'cheat' too much?"

"I have all the transaction procedures here, and there are witnesses. All transactions were carried out voluntarily by both sides, so how can it be called cheating?"

Diego's voice was very low, carrying some roars, "But those minerals are mine!"

"Everyone here knows, everyone knows!"

"Those things are my property, I just hung them under some people's names, fuck!"

This involved some situations within the Lavila family, and it was also for his own face.

Before the Federal people arrived, this was indeed a good disposal method. He could always control these minerals and make the profits they produced belong to himself instead of the family.

But after the Federal people arrived, he ignored these factors, leading to the occurrence of things now.

In fact, even if he didn't ignore it, it would be difficult for him to imagine that the Federal people would be so... base?

He could only think of this vocabulary in his mind, base.

Using various means to constantly force the whole Lapa to evolve according to their design plan, famine, civil strife, civil war, and now his property has been deprived of a part.

Thinking of this, he wished he could fight these Federal people!

There was silence in the receiver for about ten seconds before Lansi's leisurely voice came, also carrying some carelessness, "How do you prove it?"

"There is no name of yours on the property documents."

Diego seemed to have thought of something. His speaking speed suddenly accelerated, and it also carried a kind of... desire that anyone could feel, "Now there is no name of yours on it either."

Lansi didn't care at all, "I have a full set of procedures, Mr. President. As a legal investment by a legal businessman, these things are now my private property."

"You might not understand the concept of private property very well. In fact, it is written into the Federal Constitution and is something sacred and inviolable that needs to be respected and protected by the Federal government."

"I say so much just to tell you, you can't prove these things are yours, but I have."

"If you don't reason with me, I won't reason with you either."

"Whether we act as a civilized person or a barbarian depends entirely on you, Mr. President... Your Excellency."

Diego's face had already flushed red, and his whole body was trembling slightly. If there were a Federal doctor here now to measure his blood pressure, he would find that his blood pressure had "exploded."

"No matter how much money you spent to buy these minerals, I will pay twice the money."

"Return them to me."

Diego said his own thought that he thought was very reasonable, "A few months, your investment doubled, you succeeded!"

Lansi didn't answer whether he agreed or not. There was only mocking laughter in the receiver.

Diego breathed heavily, "You are forcing me!"

Lansi responded, "In your eyes, I am just a gang leader, a small role pushed to the front by some big figures in Congress."

"And you, Diego, you are the President of this country, the ruler of twelve million people."

"Are you willing?"

This question was asked with a very high level. One sentence asked Diego until he didn't know how to answer, and he stayed there.

Use his own precious life to exchange for Lansi's "cheap life"?

He was indeed unwilling.

After about seven or eight seconds, Lansi's tone changed, becoming much lighter, "Compared to you paying attention to what happened to these minerals now, you should pay more attention to the changes in the civil war."

"I heard... some anti-government armed forces have united, intending to overthrow you first, and then they will compete internally for who is the savior."

"You are in big trouble!"

"If you are short of money, or want to buy any Federal products, or even flee to the Federation, you can find me. No matter which one it is, I can handle it for you!"

"I have other things to do, hanging up first."

Saying this, there was no sound in the receiver. Diego felt a heat in his nasal cavity. He reached out and touched it, placed it in front of his eyes, it was blood.

In the next second, his eyes went black, and he fell on the table and fainted.

Blood pressure rose, and the body's self-protection mechanism took effect.

The news of Diego fainting was not revealed. At that time, only Diego and the butler were in the office.

Soon the butler found a private doctor who had always served the Lavila family. After the doctor did a lot of examinations, he found that Diego's blood pressure was too high.

The main methods for treating high blood pressure during this period were sympathectomy and bloodletting therapy.

Among these two treatment plans, obviously, bloodletting therapy was applied in more scenarios, and it existed for a long time.

Except for causing some negative effects on the body, it would not cause any malignant damage.

So the doctor chose bloodletting.

After letting out about five hundred milliliters, he gave Diego some medicine from the Federation. After about thirty minutes, Diego woke up from the coma.

He opened his eyes, turned his head to look at the butler, "What happened to me?"

The butler truthfully said a little bit about what the doctor said. Diego was somewhat stunned, "I am sick?"

"Why can't I feel it?"

The doctor didn't know how to explain this, "High blood pressure is a disease that is very difficult to be detected. It is only discovered when it breaks out, just like now."

"However, you don't need to worry too much, Mr. President."

"Bloodletting therapy has a very intuitive effect on high blood pressure. I suggest that every once in a while, you let out some blood to keep your blood pressure normal."

Diego was silent for a while, "I will consider it again."

After he let the doctor leave, he looked at the butler and said, "Go and check this doctor. I feel he wants to harm me."

The butler was also stunned for a moment. He didn't understand why Diego had become so sensitive now, but he still nodded and agreed.

Lying on the bed, Diego felt that he was much more comfortable. He looked at the ceiling and sighed heavily, "Perhaps, I am very confused now. I can't see the future at all."

"Did I do something wrong?" He turned his head to look at the butler again, "They always say I am a tyrant, a dictator."

"Am I really what they say I am?"

"Did I do something wrong that they betrayed me?"

The butler felt a bit numb on his scalp. He bent his waist and lowered his head, "No, you didn't do anything wrong."

"These are all excuses they found for their betrayal!"

Diego looked at him, but because the butler lowered his head, he couldn't see the butler's eyes, but the butler could feel that the scorching gaze was scanning back and forth on him.

After a while, Diego sighed, "If everyone was as loyal as you, how good would that be?!"

These minerals entered Lansi's hands, so it was difficult to get them back.

After fainting, he calmed down a lot. He had already clearly realized this point.

And now the most critical thing is still to solve the anti-government armed forces like Lansi said, and then consider others.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 975 =====