Du Shenghuo glanced at the box of beautiful knives given by the Japanese.
He kicked the box containing the sword with his foot and said, "Xiao Meng, it's time for you to take away your points. Let's talk about something more serious."
atmosphere.
Almost all of one box was distributed to the younger brothers.
In the eyes of the Japanese, this means that they have a big appetite and are just a little bit dissatisfied.
In the room, what do the Japanese want?
Du Shenghuo had carefully studied all the possibilities calculated by the Ninth Factory before he came to meet with the people from the Sijing Consortium.
The two Japanese girls also left, and the people from the Sijing Consortium said: "Dusang, our president is very fond of the traditional Xia culture. I heard that there was a fragment of a manuscript dug out of an ancient tomb in Yizhou.
It seems to be the legendary Bian Que Medical Classics. I wonder if we can arrange for it to be displayed on the Japanese island so that our president can appreciate this treasure up close."
Du Shenghuo was stunned.
This is beyond the scope of all possibilities calculated by the Ninth Factory.
Seeing Du Shenghuo stunned, the people from the Sijing Consortium asked: "Is this difficult?"
Du Shenghuo reacted quickly enough: "I don't even know what this is. It's the first time I've heard of it. What valuable treasure are you talking about? I've probably heard of it, a book, what kind of book?"
vulgar!
This is what the people sent by the Sijing Consortium think of Du Shenghuo.
A dandy boy who doesn’t even understand how great his nation’s culture is, and only has money in his eyes.
However, this little kid still patiently explained to Du Shenghuo what it was, and they admired such ancient documents and so on.
Du Shenghuo patted his chest: "No problem, I'll go find out first what this thing is and where it is stored. It shouldn't be a big deal. It's all on me."
"Thank you, thank you very much."
The little Japanese boy bowed to the end.
Du Shenghuo came out of this place. There was no so-called Japanese restaurant in front of the door. After returning to the place where he lived, the brothers who followed him were counting the money and then re-bundling it. There were also people who were counting and others were writing reports.
.
Du Shenghuo grabbed one of them and told him what happened just now.
This person understood immediately, went out, and quickly reported the matter.
Du Shenghuo entered the bathroom, stood in front of the sink and washed his hands over and over again. A little brother came in with a cup of hot tea, and Du Shenghuo whispered: "These little bastards must have some tricks up their sleeves. They have to be in a book to find out."
What are the ancient books used for? Just reporting them is not enough. Let’s see if any of us understand this and explain it to me.”
"kindness."
The little brother put down his tea cup and looked at the sink before leaving: "Brother Zaohuo, you have washed it more than a dozen times."
"My damn hands touched something dirty, can I wash them a few more times?"
As soon as the little brother heard this tone, he disappeared out the door in the blink of an eye and stayed away!
Du Shenghuo had no intention of telling Bai Hao about this matter. In his opinion, Bai Hao must be busy with more important things and should not be disturbed. It would not be too late to wait until he found out what the little Japanese man's conspiracy was.
Bai Hao is indeed very busy.
After a nearly seventeen-hour flight, I just checked into the hotel in Pan Ying.
Xing Zhiqiang arrived earlier than Bai Hao, six hours earlier.
At this time, Xing Zhiqiang was at sea, riding the ordinary version of the Pipi Shrimp that Huni had helped arrange. This boat could not actually accommodate a few people, but the four boats were dispatched together, and it was quite good in terms of speed and loading capacity.
On the ship, Huni came to see him off in person.
Huni said to Xing Zhiqiang: "According to the information we have collected, there should be hundreds of people in their suburban manor. It is possible that there are thousands. You don't seem to have enough manpower here. It is actually possible to save people.
Negotiated.”
Huni's Xia Mandarin was okay, and Xing Zhiqiang could understand it. Xing Zhiqiang replied: "After we collect money from customers, we have to do a good job. The number of people is not a problem."
What is professionalism?
What is the number of people is not a problem.
A few hours later, Huni saw it.
The City of God is also on the seaside. A few people from Xing Zhiqiang's side left the ship first and came back about half an hour later. They drew countless lines on a piece of white paper and then marked some small black dots.
Then he spoke a lot very quickly.
Even if Hu Ni knew Xia Mandarin, he felt like he couldn't understand it at this time.
The two people responsible for aiming first finished speaking.
Xing Zhiqiang asked: "That's it?"
"Well, that's it."
Xing Zhiqiang stretched out his hand, ordered thirty people, checked his luggage for ten minutes, and then disappeared into the night.
In the dark night, Huni, who was on the beach ready to evacuate at any time, first heard the rapid sound of peanuts, then the extremely chaotic sound of peanuts flying around, and then, silence.
Huni glanced at the time.
From the first sound to this moment, it takes about fourteen minutes.
Zhao Fei was carried to the sofa by two people. Xing Zhiqiang said to Zhao Fei: "The bill will be sent to you."
Zhao Fei reached out and picked up a cigar on the table, grinning at the man nicknamed Bad Fish who was sitting on the sofa on the other side: "I told you a long time ago, you can't afford to mess with my boss."
The evil fish glanced at the number one bodyguard beside him, and after paying attention to the location where the peanut was hit, he clapped his hands gently.
No response.
Badyu smiled awkwardly: "Bring me some wine and cigars."
Then a maid came over holding a tray with trembling legs.
Evil Fish threw a box of cigars to Xing Zhiqiang: "You have no ill intentions towards us. When will they wake up?"
Xing Zhiqiang couldn't understand.
Zhao Fei translated, and Xing Zhiqiang said: "It will take about three hours and there will be no side effects."
Evil Fish shrugged his shoulders: "Thirty people."
Xing Zhiqiang hesitated for a moment and then replied: "Because I'm not familiar with it, I'm still conservative. Twelve people are enough."
After hearing what he said, the evil fish didn't feel angry at all.
Wolf.
A security company registered in Beautiful Southern Continent, so how strong is this security company?
Seventeen people were hired by the Inca country to raid an illegal gathering place in the Inca country. The opponent had hundreds of people and even an RPG. It only took Canglang Security Company 24 minutes to win.
There are rumors that there is a Superman among the wolves.
The kind of superman that five people can defeat 200 people in Nanhou.
Seeing Xing Zhiqiang at this time, Weiyu believed that the rumors underestimated Canglang Security Company. Looking at the world, apart from the legendary strongest people on the ground, the next ones were people like Xing Zhiqiang.
I have thousands of Aka Forty-Sevens here alone, with more than 700 personnel, and I don’t know how many different guys are deployed.
Then what?
Right now, I have lost control of my life.
Presenting the cigar, the evil fish said: "You have no ill will towards us, or are unwilling to be hostile to us. Let's talk about another matter and find someone who can talk to us."
Someone next to Xing Zhiqiang asked in beautiful Mandarin: "So, why did you arrest him? Because of his business?"
