Where is Cassab? When this guy received the news from Balalaika, he was in Miandian Taung-ji and had an interview with the local warlord Joseph, involving a batch of arms and some business issues in the Golden Triangle Special Zone.
Their plan is to build this place into a Beller City, which not only increases income, but also easily cleans up some shameful funds.
This plan has attracted a large number of investors and institutions' interest, and countless funds have been invested.
HCLI and Umbrella were all part of the angel wheel. They had more than 50% of the land in the SAR, and they were both high-value areas that were easy to develop.
Not only that, Umbrella plans to find someone to invest in a power plant together to get rid of her dependence on Mundian Zhengyuan Mansion.
Well, this matter hasn't started yet, but it's probably going to be subject to great resistance.
Cassaber thought this was quite interesting and had been cooperating with Umbrella to integrate the nearby civilian military. To put it bluntly, it was to control the circulation of weapons and equipment to allow large forces to annex the smaller forces.
There are too many voices of speaking, and sometimes it is not a good thing. At least here, Xu Chuan only needs them to be obedient. As for those who have completed the integration, what should they do if they don’t obey? It doesn’t matter. Anyway, the weapon channels are in their own hands. If you have the ability, you can use a fire stick to fight.
It sounds easy to say, but it is of course very complicated to implement, but it is not a big problem. They have time to try and make mistakes. At worst, let these civilian martial arts fight slowly, and the people will stop fighting after they are gone.
Besides, after the industrial zone is built, the labor force nearby will be drained and all of them will go to the factory to screw screws. At that time, I will be afraid that there will be insufficient people.
Casper, who put down the phone, hadn't changed much. Even if that guy exploded Roanapura, what did it have to do with him? Besides, Balarica wouldn't think he could persuade him.
Compared with the so-called triad and the Moscow Hotel, Cassberg certainly has to stand on Umbrella's side. The value of a group of underworld members is really not enough, but their vision is much worse.
Just like what Balarica and Zhang Weixin are worried about now that Roanapura is exposed to the public's sight, which affects their control over this place, and Umbrella has now begun to become warlord.
"No wonder this guy Bell didn't plan to start a business there. After so many years, they couldn't completely control the entire Roanapura. No matter what the reason was, it only showed their incompetence." Casper threw his phone on the table and complained to Qianjida who was sitting opposite him.
Qian Jida put her legs on the table and was frustrating her nails with a nail file. "Is this really good for your partner?"
"Ha, cooperation is indeed true, partners are not qualified." Although Casper was smiling, his words did not contain any emotion.
"But forget it, Koko should be on the nearby route, I'll let her go over and take a look." After thinking about it, Casper decided to look.
His affairs have not been completed yet, and he really can't leave now.
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Almost arrived on a freighter in Medan, Koko Hekmedia almost threw his satellite phone up, "Falme, go tell the captain, let's turn around and go to Roanapura."
Falme, who had just finished practicing with Jonah, was rubbing the sweat on his forehead. He heard Koko's words and didn't ask why, and directly picked up the intercom and notified the bridge.
After instructing the captain to turn around, he asked curiously what had happened.
"Ha, the Umbrella man died in Roanapura, and our Mr. Griers had been killed, and Casper asked me to look at it so that he would blow up the whole city."
Koko was wearing a white dress and sitting under the parasol, with a deep helplessness in his tone.
Falme, who was drinking water, almost sprayed out the water from his mouth. "What?" She knew very well the combat effectiveness of Umbrella's group of people. It was definitely not a simple force that could cause them to suffer casualties, but it was probably the regular troops of a major country.
Koko patted his forehead, "It's not Smith's people, it's the people they trained from Miandan."
"Oh, that's fine." She thought that there were casualties among those people, and that those who could not handle these people might not handle them, she might not be able to handle them either.
However, it shouldn't be easy to deal with if the guy who specializes in causing trouble comes over here in person, "So who is the opponent?"
"Casper said he was the maid of the Labrador family." Koko's tone was puzzled. Nowadays, all maids are so powerful, but the people trained by Umbrella are too poor.
Falme was also confused, but he didn't take it seriously.
The cargo ship began to turn around. Roanapura was not far from her current location, just half a day away. I hope that guy won't make any messes in such a short time.
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"Both people were twisted their necks." In the morgue of Roanapra, Xu Chuan and Zhang Biao were checking the bodies.
Of course, the local police disagreed, but after being hit on the face with a roll of US dollars, their attitude immediately turned 180 degrees.
The fatal injuries of both bodies were obvious and neat.
The police did not conduct any follow-up investigation. It was obvious that there was a gun next to the body that was a matter between the gangsters. Just notify the Triad and the Moscow Hotel.
After taking away the personal belongings of the two deceased, and then asking the police about the place of death, Xu Chuan looked directly over.
There was no sign of the location where the two people died, and the scene had been destroyed long ago, so it was basically impossible for anything valuable.
But it doesn't matter. They are not private detectives anyway, so there is no need to reason. Not far away is the Huangqi Tavern, and the last photo sent back by the two of them is there.
Xu Chuan looked at the suspected dangerous building, "Tsk, is this place going to be demolished?" The scene of Huangqi Tavern was still in a mess, but someone was already in and out and started to clean up.
"Hey, man, who is the boss?" Zhang Biao asked a US dollar bill with two fingers and a worker-like person.
This broken place can solve all problems with money. The uncle of the worker took the money from Zhang Biao, glanced at the sunshine, and then put it in his pocket, "Bao is right behind."
Fortunately, at least he confiscated the money and did not do anything. In the backyard of Huangqi Tavern, a middle-aged man in his fifties was playing a game of splashing water with a few young ladies in an inflatable swimming pool.
"Hiss, this old guy is very good at playing." Zhang Biao felt that he had once again broadened his horizons.
When Baao saw two innocent faces, he couldn't help but frown and rubbed the water stains on his hands on a young lady wearing a bikini with a bright red face. "Who are you? This is a private territory."
"This is not America, and who do you think you are?" Zhang Biao cursed directly. You can't be polite to such people, otherwise you will definitely be arrogant.
Baao was furious. Although he was not a big figure in Roanapura, anyone would give him some face for decades, and his tavern belonged to the Moscow hotel's sphere of influence.
He reached out and wanted to pick up an M1911 that had been placed next to him. As soon as his hand moved, Zhang Biao had already grabbed his hair and dragged him out of the inflatable swimming pool.
Chapter completed!