Huaxia Kingdom, Imperial Capital.

The Deshun Building was decorated with lights and was busy up and down. The three-story VIP room on the left was all booked by one person.

Today is a happy day, Shan Zhichu’s 40th birthday.

Zhike sang the post loudly, and the dragon, tiger, leopard and the remaining eight kings all stood at the door with smiles, greeting the guests one after another.

"Director Wang...you are here, please come inside, please take a seat..."

"Deputy Bureau Sun, I didn't go to my sister-in-law's place to spend the evening together today..."

"Director Liu, long time no see, long time no see,"

"Director Zhao... Oh, dear guest, please come quickly..."

Miaomiao was wearing a bright red Tang suit, and her pink face was rosy and seductive. If Shan Zhichu was not here, she was the current temporary owner.

The huge bald man next to Miaomiao is none other than Miaomiao's eldest brother Bald Qiang. Bald Qiang was originally the least famous among the eight kings. Now with Miao Miao's care, his status has been rising. His task today is to accompany him. Beside Miaomiao, introduce guests whom Miaomiao doesn't know, although he may not recognize Zhou Quan.

"Brother Shan, why haven't you arrived yet?" Bald Qiang glanced at the Omega watch on his wrist. It was already ten o'clock. Logically speaking, at this time, it should have officially started.

"He is accompanying an important guest behind," Miao Miao's tone was not as fiery as Bald Qiang's, and she said in a neutral tone.

Just as he was saying this, Shan Zhichu turned around and came out from behind, accompanied by a tall, thin and handsome man with a fair complexion and a slight air of a thin scholar. Even so, people did not dare to feel contempt. This He has a natural aura of superiority, which makes it difficult for people to approach him. Except for Shan Zhichu, there is no one within two meters around him.

Shan Zhichu said into the microphone: "Thank you all for coming today, especially Mr. Mei for coming. This is my honor..."

That thin man is the real Mr. Mei San.

When Shan Zhichu introduced himself, Mr. Mei San smiled and said nothing. On this occasion, he didn't bother to talk to anyone. If it weren't for the fact that Shan Zhichu was a powerful eagle dog he trained, Mei San wouldn't either. Appear here.

"Oh, this is Young Master Mei San..."

"Who is Mei San?"

"Xu... you don't know, this is a typical red third generation, official third generation, rich third generation... Anyway, as long as it is related to generation, everyone is a part of this person,"

After a few polite words, Shan Zhichu announced that the cake would be cut and the dishes would be served.

He hurriedly cut the cake and took a small bite, then left the eighteen-layer cake and ignored it. Shan Zhichu and Mei San turned around and went to the back hall.

Shan Zhichu winked, and the Eight Great Vajras followed.

About half an hour later, Badajin hurriedly walked out of the banquet hall. No one knew what decision they had made during this period. All they knew was that Badajin had started a new round of actions.

Lao Long and Tiger led a group of younger brothers into the Jingxiu Hall, the Imperial Capital Club and more than a dozen unknown gangs. Almost at lightning speed, these gangs completely disappeared in the rolling torrent of the Imperial Capital. .

At the same time, Leopard Tou and his men eliminated six small gangs in the North District of Imperial Capital and took over the gang leaders.

After the three of them met, they rushed toward Cui Liuzi's base.

The remaining people, led by Bald Qiang, launched the most powerful attack on Sun Wenwu's forces in the Imperial Capital in recent years.

The underworld in Imperial Capital suddenly fell into a bloody storm.

Sun Wenwu's men and Cui Liuzi's men were obviously unprepared, and they fought and retreated. The two groups of troops finally merged together, and a day passed while barely surviving.

The next day was New Year's Eve. No one expected that Shan Zhichu would dare to take action on such a day. Because he didn't expect it, he was not prepared.

The public security system of Imperial Capital seemed to have taken dumb pills at the same time and turned a blind eye to this.

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USA, Morgan Manor.

Old Bert ate his breakfast elegantly. He was in a very happy mood recently because his long-term plan to catch a big fish finally succeeded.

Disrupting the entire financial system of China is Old Bert's ultimate goal.

Opposite Old Bert is a young man with red hair, who is Old Bert's son Hongmao.

"Father, I can't match your generosity. Tsk, tsk, this is a real businessman. He does not seek the benefit of a city or a pond, but only seeks the benefit of a country."

Old Bert smiled elegantly, took a small bite with a knife and fork in a gentlemanly manner, and said leisurely: "You have to know that the current world situation is no longer what it was a few years ago. Now China has just woken up. The dead lion, once he wakes up completely, our good days will come to an end. If you look at the financial crisis in the past few years, and then look at the hot money flow of international financial control groups in the past few years, you will know that I Doing this is just learning from others,"

"I still don't quite understand. If there is such a commotion, the billions we have invested in medical research in China will be in vain,"

"You go back and read about financial capital. Come and talk to me again. Damn it, the sun rises here and it rains there. Losing more than a billion is nothing. What I want is greater profits. If my calculation is correct, The profit I got from China this time should be no less than this amount,"

Old Bert held out a finger.

"Ten billion dollars,,,"

"No, no, at least 100 billion... At that time, we lived completely on money. Hey, China's money is so easy to make," Old Bert said leisurely and fascinated, squinting: "What's your life over there?" Is the drug production sufficient to sell it?”

Hongmao grinned: "It's not enough...it doesn't matter if it's not enough, things are rare and valuable,"

"It's best to increase efforts in production. No one has a grudge against money, right?" Old Bert laughed loudly and waved his hand. The housekeeper behind him immediately stepped forward. Old Bert ordered: "Go to the study and put a person like this "Bring over the big blue box," the housekeeper said, "Sir, you keep all the important things in the study locked..."

"This is the key." Old Bert trusted the butler very much and threw the key directly to the butler: "Go, it's in the second grid of the third row."

After the housekeeper went out, Old Bert said to Hongmao: "This time I want you to see a mysterious thing. I have been studying it for nearly ten years and still can't figure out the result. I think I am old, so this thing should be handed over to you." superior,"

"What something,"

"A jade pendant... is the perfect crystallization of China's ancient witchcraft and modern technology... This thing is at least fifty years ahead of the world. I got it accidentally in Huaxia ten years ago,"

Old Bert fell into memories.

At that time, I was still young.

Then, he started eating in small bites: "Try it, today's pizza tastes authentic,"

In the corner where Old Bert didn't notice, the butler holding the key showed a sneer and slowly raised his head.

His appearance has not changed much, and he vaguely looks like Xiaomi, who is Xiaomi's father Mi Fu.

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Japanese country.

The Japanese country fell into a panic, not only the will of God, but also man-made.

God's will is this sudden infectious disease, man-made is this huge riot by the Japanese underworld.

Almost every day, in every place, there are murders.

On average, out of ten people who die, four die from infectious diseases, and the other six die from the underworld.

Sun Wenwu has become red-blooded. In nearly ten years of business, Sun Wenwu has never encountered a day when he was hunted down to the point where he hid like a mouse.

If I don't take revenge for this, I swear I won't do anything to others.

A shining Japanese sword was Sun Wenwu's weapon to kill everyone.

"Tell me, where is your boss?"

"I have no idea……"

"puff……"

A word of ignorance could lead to death with a knife. Sun Wenwu was almost too lazy to speak.

"Tell me, do you know?" Sun Wenwu raised the Japanese sword above his head, its cold light flashing.

"I...I really don't know..."

"Pfft..." The knife struck down diagonally, cutting the man in half. Blood splashed all over the floor, and his intestines and stomach flowed all over the floor.

This is a major entrance of the Black Dragon Society, which was completely breached by Sun Wenwu half an hour ago.

"You must not know anymore," Sun Wenwu snorted coldly, "Pfft..." Another stabbing blow.

The Japanese kneeling on the ground was inciting his lips and refusing to close his eyes... Brother, I haven't spoken yet, why did you just cut me down...

"What nonsense is he talking about?" Sun Wenwu asked. Behind him was Sun Wenwu's right-hand man, military advisor Deng Goutou. Deng Goutou smiled bitterly and said: "Boss, he seems to be saying that he knows where their boss is..."

Sun Wenwu was just about to kill the next Japanese when he heard this and stopped and asked: "Oh, you know, where is that?"

After Deng Goutou leaned over to check, he smiled bitterly again and said: "Boss, this man has been hacked to death by you..."

"Mom's bad luck, it's okay. Whoever makes him hesitate to speak, if one knows, there will be another one. I have confidence and time." Sun Wenwu rubbed the blood on the Japanese sword on the sole of his shoe, and then discovered this The hundred-refined steel knife was slightly curled when it came to cutting people.

With a bang, Sun Wenwu still put the rolled-up Japanese sword on the ground. As soon as he stretched out his hand, Deng Goutou handed over another brand-new Japanese sword: "Boss, this is the third Japanese sword..."

"Ah...three. We don't have any Japanese knives in our inventory."

"No, no, it's not that the inventory is huge, I mean, you've killed a lot of people,"

"Oh, that's it. Then I understand. What you mean is that we not only want to kill people, but also steal money, right? Otherwise, we won't even be able to recover the cost of this Japanese sword..."

Deng Goutou had a black line on his face and thought to himself, that’s not what I meant, boss...

After killing two minions again, Sun Wenwu finally got the information he wanted to know. The leader of the Japanese Black Dragon Society was in the Meichuan family's manor five hundred meters away from this important stronghold.
Chapter completed!