City of Flying Eagles Chapter 18 Another Good Show
It doesn't matter whether this shell company comes or not. But they haven't solved the matter of Lan Ling yet, and the person behind him will never let him go out and do whatever he wants. Once something happens, everyone will be beaten.
The focus of his eyes was on him, and the details of this company were found by someone who was interested in it, which was a big trouble.
Ye Tianming thought of this and said, "No, he must be here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Zhao Jianlong shouted: "Brother Ming, he is out."
Ye Tianming suddenly opened his eyes and exuded a shocking aura. More than a dozen people walked out of the entrance of the parking lot. In front of him was a young man of 24 or 25 years old, with a short hair and not too tall.
, about 1.75 meters, his body was tied with muscles. Obviously, this guy has good physical fitness and must be good at it. However, a hint of hostility flashed through his eyes from time to time, showing that his personality was full of tyranny.
The dozen people behind were all wearing black suits and sunglasses, following him tightly. "This guy is quite a show." Ye Tianming raised a strange smile on his lips. He noticed that one of them was carrying both hands.
He wore two black suitcases, "Damn it! There is another good show. Zhao Jianlong followed them and don't let them run away." Zhao Jianlong was a little nervous, but the most part was excitement.
Under Ye Tianming's guidance, Ruoxuli followed them out of the city and boarded the highway and headed straight to the southeast. "Brother Ming! It's so late, where are they going?"
"Haha, boy, do you dare to kill someone?"
"Uh!" Zhao Jianlong shrank his neck and did not dare to speak.
Ye Tianming smiled and patted his shoulder, "Don't worry, I won't let you kill someone, I'll put you in."
Zhao Jianlong's face turned red, "Brother Ming,,,,"
"Okay! What's so embarrassing about this? Killing is not a good thing." Ye Tianming interrupted Zhao Jianlong's words to say.
"Brother Ming! Have you ever killed anyone?"
"Killed!" The simple words made Zhao Jianlong shrink his neck again.
"How many have you killed?" Zhao Jianlong couldn't help but ask in curiosity.
"I don't know, there are eight thousand people without 10,000." Ye Tianming muttered. In fact, he just said it casually. If he really counted it carefully, it would be more than eight thousand people. It was Indonesia's indirect death this time.
I don't know how many people are in his hands. The entire Indonesian guard division and the artillery regiment that he bombed with missiles. I don't know how many people died when he planned the Indonesian tsunami, so I can really use it.
To describe it by number.
Zhao Jianlong looked at Ye Tianming incredibly, "Brother Ming! Have you really been on the battlefield?"
"Yes! Only killing people on the battlefield is legal. We can have weapons legally. And the more people you kill, the greater the credit will be. The faster you kill people, the greater the hope of your life."
Zhao Jianlong didn't ask again, thinking that Ye Tianming's aura that appeared from time to time and made him feel scared, maybe that was the legendary murderous aura.
"It seems they are going to the port. Why are they going there so late?" Zhao Jianlong said suddenly.
The car was very fast and entered the port area after more than 20 minutes. After walking along Bohai Avenue for more than ten minutes, the car suddenly got off the township highway and stopped in a small village called Xiazhukou.
Ye Tianming patted Zhao Jianlong on the shoulder, "Don't get too close to the parking lot. No matter what happens, you must stay here honestly and not move around." Zhao Jianlong nodded.