"I knew that a master like you couldn't be retained, alas..." Qiao Jianwu sighed, feeling helpless.
Tangcheng knocked on the door and came in saying that it was President Hu Tong who wanted to see him.
"Tell him to come in." Ye Fan was lying in the bathtub unwilling to get up. The warm water in the bathtub was so refreshing.
So, this guy simply met Hu Junquan in the bathroom. Qiao Jian Wuqing quickly wrapped herself in a very large and thick bath towel to prevent her nakedness from leaking out.
"Haha, Mr. Ta, you are quite romantic." Hu Junquan glanced at Ye Fan and said with a smile.
"It's good to have a good balance between competition and life. The competition is tense, but you should still focus on enjoying life after the competition." Ye Fan lay in the bathtub and glanced at Hu Junquan.
"Well, how about a cigar?" Hu Junquan nodded and said.
"That thing is not bad, come and buy it." Ye Fan nodded. Hu Junquan handed it over personally, and Qiao Jian Wuqing ordered it.
Boss Ye blew out a smoke ring and asked, "Is there something new?"
"The standards this time are very high, with boxing champions from twenty countries participating. It is said that there are very few three-star boxing champions, and they are basically boxing champions who have won five-star or above gold belts.
Moreover, in order to make a lot of money, those wealthy people also invested a lot. They spent a lot of effort to hire experts.
It is said that some people have prepared billions of dollars to spend on gambling in the past few days. In addition to betting on boxing, there are also other bets, such as playing cards and throwing dice.
This is actually a comprehensive mobile casino. The boxing championship bet is probably the most important event." Hu Junquan also looked excited.
"Who is here? Have you checked?" Qiao Zhiwuqing asked.
"Aren't you the most well-informed? Tell me first." Hu Junquan snorted, probably thinking that Qiao Jianwuqing used his body to seduce Mr. Ta and took away the shares that should have belonged to him.
"Test me?" Qiao Jianwu snorted and turned on the phone, using the hands-free button. Soon a female voice came and said: "A relative of the royal family from Saudi Arabia came to Saudi Arabia. This person's name is Alhazaki.
, I also have a company called "Luoxing Petroleum Group".
He has a subordinate named Kamet, who is said to have an 11-star boxing championship belt. Some people outside have long said that he is the winner of this boxing championship.
And Al-Hazaki's company controls 10% of Saudi Arabia's oil. They are also very wealthy, and Al-Hazaki threatened to spend 1 billion US dollars to push Kamite to the position of star boxing champion."
"11 stars?" Ye Fan muttered something and then glanced at the two of them and asked, "What is this concept? I have never heard of an 11-star gold belt."
"We can't explain this clearly, but the nine-star boxing champion will probably lose to the 11-star boxing champion.
However, even I rarely see these 11-star boxing champions. I heard that these people are all super boxers, and it is rare to see one in a few years.
Boxers of this level often quit the boxing ring after becoming famous because someone asks them to become coaches or bodyguards.
Of course, only a rich man like Ah Zhaji can afford such a super boxing champion. I heard that after Kamet was promoted to 11 stars, Ah Zhaji paid him an annual salary of 5 million US dollars, plus a European-style villa and
A small luxury yacht was hired.
He specializes in being a boxing teacher for some relatives and children of the Saudi royal family who like boxing.
This, without a reference, we can't compare and come up with powerful and effective information." Hu Junquan continued, glanced at Ye Fan, and asked, "But Mr. Ta, you think you have a chance of winning against the 9-star boxing champion.
How many?"
"I'm not sure about this, but it should be between five and five." Ye Fan said lightly, naturally not revealing all his trump cards.
Moreover, Boss Ye was secretly wary of Hu Junquan pretending to be stupid.
However, he is still secretly wary of the 11-star super boxing champion Ye Boss.
Because, compared with the martial arts ranks, the strength of some ninth-dan boxing champions is almost ninth-dan to tenth-dan.
As for the 11-star boxing champion, even Boss Ye himself felt that it would be a bit difficult to win.
Maybe Che Yidao was the 11-star boxing champion who was knocked down and disappeared. Now we can only take one step at a time and wait and see.
At this moment, in a luxurious suite on the Marijuna.
The lights in the hall were a bit dim, and a middle-aged man was leaning on a European-style sofa. The man was white, about forty years old.
The man was wearing expensive pajamas and had a pure gold pipe in his mouth. The man's face was a little blurry in the smoke. This man was Brantori, the largest owner of Tomis Boxing Club.
Opposite the man stood a semi-bald middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was holding a large hard-cover notebook in his hand and was slightly bowed as if waiting for a lecture.
"Roger Carl, the information from your intelligence agency has been a bit slow recently." Brantori snorted, feeling a little dissatisfied.
"General, it's not that the information came slowly, but because of the special circumstances." Rogkar moved with a tired look on his face, as if he was tired from standing.
However, Brantori had no intention of letting him sit down. He turned a deaf ear to his action, but continued to sarcastically say: "In special circumstances, your intelligence agency cannot satisfy us every time it encounters such a thing.
This is what wolves always use when they are in need. When will you abandon these old-fashioned bullshit about passing the buck and actually focus on collecting information? Provide us with the most accurate information so that we can handle it quickly.
succeed."
"General, I am also a member of the Sea Wolf." Rogkar emphasized as if he wanted to prove it.
"It's true that you are a member of the Sea Wolf, but, Carl, you are also a director of the CIA. Moreover, I am not discriminating against your CIA.
You scream and brag every day, how can you claim that you have mastered global intelligence? You know everything about heaven and earth, but I think it's all nonsense!
The information you collect is basically rubbish. Do you know rubbish? It is useless at all. Moreover, some of the information is even slower to react than the gossip from Reuters.
He actually dared to brag to the sky. He said that our sea wolves are only as big as fists. Without your information, the sea wolves would become deaf ear ornaments or something like that.
In the past, we, the Sea Wolf, also had a specialized intelligence agency, but you kept talking to each other, and finally merged our intelligence agency into your CIA.
And you are the director of the office in Seawolf sent by the CIA. Since Seawolf lost its intelligence team, what kind of crap have you provided.
Over the past year, what has your deputy director in charge of intelligence affairs in Asia, Cha Dang, done.
Our biggest opponent in Asia is China's Special Service Group A, and of course Japan's Shinto Group must be on guard at all times. And how much information do you have about them?
And who is the God of Death in Group A who killed many of our super masters in the Battle of Sahara?
Have you checked it out?" Brantori slapped his hand on the coffee table, as if his patience had reached its limit.
In fact, the U.S. Seawolf special service team encountered the same difficulties as Team A. Some military generals from the CIA and the Department of Defense felt that Seawolf would spend a lot of money on the construction and improvement of its own intelligence agencies.
It's just repetitive construction.
Therefore, after some careful consideration, Beigong finally stated that it would dismantle the proprietary intelligence group within Sea Wolf. The CIA was fully responsible for this task.
From then on, the Sea Wolf really became an attacking fist. The CIA, which provided intelligence, sometimes turned their heads when the intelligence was wrong. The generals on the Sea Wolf side rolled their eyes in anger.
"General, it's not that we won't investigate, the CIA has used its greatest strength to investigate.
However, the Chinese Special Service Group A, like our Sea Wolves, is one of the most powerful units in the world.
We don't know much about them, and they certainly don't know how many trump cards we have.
This, why is it called a mystery? Of course it is not allowed to be known to outsiders. If everyone knows it, can it still be called a mystery? I guess Group A has been uprooted by us long ago." Rogkar defended. He is in the Sea Wolf
His position is a bit like that of Comrade Lan Yuanjin, director of the military liaison office of Group A.
"You are simply making excuses. At the moment, we are not arguing about the mystery, but I, Brantori, am asking you to provide the most accurate information about the 'God of Death'.
This is what your CIA should do. This person caused heavy losses to our Sea Wolves. It took two years for our Sea Wolves to recover during the Sahara War. Unless this person is removed, the Sea Wolves will not survive.
I want to sleep peacefully. Team leader Decrelin issued a death order this time. No matter what means are used, the relevant situation of the God of Death must be found out.
Moreover, this time our Sea Wolf Special Operations Team spent hundreds of millions to hold this boxing meeting. The team believes that it is impossible for the God of Death not to come.
Will he miss such a grand event? Even though Team Leader Brown is now retired and lying in bed, he has never forgotten the God of Death.
In the mind of old team leader Brown, he said that the biggest pain was the 'god of death' in Group A.
Moreover, it can now be confirmed that the guy who snatched the fallen stone from the sky during the battle on the Eagle Island of Glaser was the God of Death.
The God of Death, he caused our Sea Wolf to lose 200 million because of this. The Ministry of National Defense took this matter as an excuse and lowered our Sea Wolf's achievements by 30%. It also reduced it in this year's budget.
We have a budget of 200 million.
As Team Leader Decrelin has just taken over the Seawolves, we need to vigorously build up our Seawolves so that they can become the truly world's number one special operations team.
This is the time when money needs to be spent. The people at the Ministry of National Defense are just having their heads burned, aren't they?
At this juncture, our Sea Wolf expenditures have actually been reduced. I heard that Group A has increased expenditures by 300 million this year.
What have you done? What have you and the CIA done? With your suggestions, we have lost 200 million.
What a bunch of bastards!" Branto couldn't help but cursed after he finished speaking. (To be continued)