Chapter 68 Five Yin Bags Obadiah’s reaction

Author: Zhu Bajie who pursues dreams

Chapter 68 Five Yin Bags Obadiah’s reaction

Port of Catania, Italy

The whistle sounded, and an ocean liner was slowly docking.

On the pier, a row of black Mercedes-Benz cars were parked neatly at the port.

In front of eight Mercedes-Benz cars, stood a burly white man wearing a black suit, white gloves and a bulging waist.

When the passenger ship docked at the port, many passengers saw the formation and stopped to watch.

When getting off the ship, Tang Song, dressed in a white suit, walked side by side with Magneto. Skye held Fox's hand and followed behind Tang Song.

Fox stared at Tang Song's back aggrievedly, with grievance, resentment, and more of fear in his eyes.

She just wanted to put on the invisible shoulder armor last night to scare Tang Song.

Unexpectedly, he was almost "killed" by Tang and Song Dynasty. This Asian man was not at all the gentle and gentle person he usually showed.

At this time, Fox felt that his legs were getting weak while walking.

Behind him, four bodyguards followed silently carrying a few suitcases.

One of the suitcases was bulging and too big.

"boss!"

Lane, wearing a black suit and white gloves, stood at the disembarkation port with two big German men.

Seeing Tang Song's figure, he quickly came up to greet him.

Tang Song Chao Lane nodded and said politely to Magneto.

"Mr. Eric, my people are here, do you want to give you a ride?"

"Don't bother, someone will pick me up!"

Magneto pointed in the direction of the port, and Tang Song looked in the direction of his finger. A stretched Lincoln sedan was heading this way.

"Then Mr. Eric, when you arrive in New York, you must contact me and let me fulfill my duty as a landlord!"

After exchanging pleasantries with Magneto, Tang Song took the lead and led the people to the side of the motorcade.

In the middle of the motorcade, next to a stretched Mercedes-Benz, a bodyguard had already bowed and opened the door.

Tang Song took Skye and sat in the back seat, while Ryan took the driver's seat.

Fox looked at the closed car door, walked to the car behind him bitterly, and got in.

The convoy slowly left the port...

At this time, the extended Lincoln stopped, and a fat white man weighing more than 300 pounds got out of the car and walked straight towards Magneto, uh, the beautiful young woman behind him.

Tang Song saw this scene clearly through the car window, and the corner of his mouth curled up.

"Ryan, go back and buy a gold shop in New York!"

"Yes, boss! Are you planning to enter the jewelry industry?"

Ryan drove the car and looked at Tang Song through the rearview mirror.

Tang Song leaned on the leather seat of the Mercedes-Benz, put his hand on Skye's thigh, rubbed it and said: "I found a gold supplier. We will have a large amount of gold to digest in the future. Forget it, buy more.

Some of them, just in time to wash the cash in the warehouse!"

"Yes! Boss!"

The Mercedes-Benz fleet was driving on the main road in Catania, and Tang and Song could see various architectural styles on the street through the car windows.

At a glance, the Tang and Song dynasties found that the architectural style and roof shapes here were quite unique with cave roofs.

The tall and large dome often becomes the center of the entire building's composition, and the exterior facade colors are brilliant and eye-catching, making it very beautiful.

"Boss, the arms bidding list has been finalized!" Ryan reported to Tang and Song Dynasty about his recent days in Italy.

After determining the time for the arms bidding meeting, Ryan flew to Rome first and handled some preliminary matters for the Tang and Song Dynasties.

"Things have changed?"

Tang Song saw Ryan's hesitant expression through the rearview mirror and asked calmly.

"Boss, the two companies that originally accompanied the bid have been cancelled. Now there are three arms companies in the bidding. Apart from us, one has been replaced by Stark Industries, and the other is an arms company in Italy. It is said that it has a mafia background!

Both of them are moving around now! It seems like they want to compete with us!"

Ryan drove the car and reported to Tang Song the news he had learned these days.

Tang Song straightened up slightly, crossed his hands with a playful expression.

"What do Stark Industries, the Mafia family, and our allies say?"

"Boss, I visited General Andrew of the Logistics Department. His attitude was a bit ambiguous. I got news that Obadiah, the vice president of Stark Industries, visited him some time ago!"

"Boss, should we contact Mr. West!?"

Obadiah? Oh, the Iron Overlord!

Tang Song frowned and pressed his thumbs against each other. Thinking of Obadiah's origin, he quickly thought of a solution.

"Baby, there is news on the dark web that the vice president of Stark Industries secretly sold arms to the terrorists of the Ten Rings Gang in the Middle East! Transfer five million from the account and spread the news!"

Tang Song took Skye in his arms and said in her ear.

Skye nodded obediently, took out the computer from the computer bag on the side, turned it on, and logged in to the web page in front of Tang Song.

Skye entered the URL, used a few broilers as a springboard, and quickly logged into an underground world information trading interface.

Generally speaking, intelligence trading is divided into two types: buying and selling, but there are exceptions, which are those who deliberately create public opinion and deliberately spread this information.

The intelligence trading network calls this ripple, and if you want to create a splash, you naturally need money.

The intelligence dealer took the money to do the work, and as Skye hit Enter, more than a dozen money were successfully transferred to some anonymous accounts.

"Boss, get it done. By tonight at the latest, Obadiah's story will be spread throughout the underground world's intelligence network!"

Skye closed the computer, hugged Tang Song and acted like a baby for a while, and Tang Song rewarded her with a mark on her forehead.

Obadiah, a sneer flashed in Tang Song's eyes. After the news was released, he wanted to see if this old guy still wanted to compete with him for orders.

As for the mafia family, Tang and Song twirled the bone beads on their wrists. The skull marks on the bone beads collided with each other, making a crisp sound like jade.

The motorcade drove all the way and soon arrived at the Bulgari Hotel.

The motorcade had just arrived at the hotel door, and the hotel manager was already waiting at the door with the room attendant.

As soon as the vehicle stabilized, the co-pilot's bodyguard helped Tang Song open the door.

The manager of the Bulgari Hotel was an Italian about forty years old. When he saw Tang Song getting off the car, he quickly greeted him with a smile on his face.

Two German bodyguards stretched out their hands to stop him in time.

Tang Song waved his hand, and then the manager came closer.

“Welcome Mr. Tang to stay at the Bulgari Hotel! It’s an honor!”

The Bulgari Hotel was very enthusiastic about the stay of the Tang and Song Dynasties.

The manager and several room attendants were busy, and a red carpet was laid directly from the hotel entrance to the independent elevator entrance.

It’s no wonder that the hotel manager was so enthusiastic. After all, although Tang and Song’s group only stayed for two days, they booked two floors of rooms including the presidential suite in advance.

The manager has always believed in the creed that customers are God, even if the Vatican is next door.

"Ryan, have someone bring the two suitcases at the back into the room! Take care of that big box and have someone bring the contents to Kane!"

Tang Song hugged Skye and entered the elevator under the guidance of the room steward of the Bulgari Hotel.

Ryan picked up two suitcases from the trunk of a Mercedes-Benz and carried them into the elevator nearby.

Several bodyguards, each carrying a suitcase, also walked into the hotel.

As for the largest one, two bodyguards lifted the suitcase and pushed it into the hotel.

A hotel doorman didn't know if he was dazzled, but he saw that the big suitcase seemed to move.

…………

The Presidential Suite of the Bulgari Hotel is a large suite of about 400 square meters. Once you enter the door, you will see two huge floor-to-ceiling windows and a living room of nearly 100 square meters.

You get what you pay for, and in terms of room space layout, the hotel really has nothing to say.

On the wine rack next to the living room were several bottles of champagne priced at several thousand dollars.

Tang Song declined the service of the personal butler in the presidential suite. After Ryan brought the suitcase into the room, two bodyguards walked into the room, scanned the entire room with detectors, and then walked out.

At the elevator entrance in the corridor, two bodyguards were guarding one on the left and one on the right.

At the entrance of the stairs leading to this floor, there are also two bodyguards standing. From the waists and arms of these bodyguards, you can see traces of bulging bags.

"Baby, I need to refine something today. You go to sleep in the next room first!"
To be continued...