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The first thousand two hundred and sixty-two chapters leave no trace

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The things that Ke wanted Chen Taizhong to do were big or small. One of them was that he was once "young and frivolous" and did a lot of ridiculous things. Now he is running for the speaker of the local council. He has a lot of bad records in the past.

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Therefore, he hoped that Chen Taizhong could help him steal some more important case files. This was one, and the other was that he wanted to make Mr. Mantegna, another gangster leader in Birmingham, disappear completely.

"This annoying Italian cooper thinks that if I run for Speaker, he will use force." When he said this, Nick's face was cloudy and uncertain, "Chen, I need the underworld of Birmingham, and you should also need it...

…Is not it?"

Chen Taizhong was stunned for a moment before he reacted. However, when he mentioned Italy, he always thought of another word, so he smiled and shook his head, "If it's the Mafia, I can help you deal with it. The word cooper sounds so good."

Like the proletariat."

"He is originally a mafia," Nick replied angrily, with an obvious look of hesitation on his face, "I think being paralyzed would be a good choice for him... Chen, there are many prostitution gangs he controls.

Chinese woman.”

Don't do this with me. Chen Taizhong snorted coldly in his heart. If you want me to take action, then show some sincerity. Do you think I can take the bait with such a slight provocation? This is too underestimated my IQ.

Bar?

In fact, due to the cultural differences between the East and the West, Nick does not think prostitution is a serious matter, and the focus of his provocation is not here. "Moreover, he exploits those people very much, and those who disobey will be beaten severely.

He was disabled for this.”

Chen Taizhong coughed and didn't want him to continue talking, because he knew his temper. If he continued to listen, this guy might succeed in provoking him, "Okay... what can I get?"

"I will organize an investment group to go to China to have a look. What do you think?" Nick now understands Chen Taizhong's thoughts better. "But that will happen after I become the speaker."

"This is a bit boring," Chen Taizhong pouted, and then shook his head, "Well, let's talk about local textile OEM last time. Also, I want to engage in labor export. Do you have any good ideas?"

"Oh. This is not a difficult matter." When Nick heard this request, his heart suddenly fell to the ground. In fact, what he was most worried about was that Chen Taizhong asked for something sensitive. For example, the technology or technology of the Western blockade against Red China.

Equipment. Because in his opinion, behind Chen Di is a huge organization. It is impossible for this organization to not have its own strategic intentions.

"Okay. I think we can sign an agreement." Chen Taizhong was very happy to hear that this guy was so happy. "As for the labor export destination...what do you think?"

"Others have to come forward for OEM and labor export." Nick spread his hands at him and replied with a smile. "I'm not an entrepreneur. And... it seems that your Subo City is not friendly to you. Of course, you

It can be denied.”

It's really embarrassing. This guy still found out. Chen Taizhong sighed in his heart, but kept a calm expression on his face. "Okay. One more little thing. Have you heard about the Morecambe Bay tragedy? What will happen to the rescued Chinese people?"

?”

This is the most important thing he has to deal with when he comes to England. The result is only revealed now. It can be seen that his dissatisfaction with Subodi has reached the extreme.

"So that's it." Nick suddenly realized. Is this the purpose of Chen Taizhong coming to the UK? He smiled bitterly. "I don't know this. But what I do know is that those Chinese people on Death Beach were influenced by the Chinese underworld.

Controlled. The Chinese underworld is controlled by the underworld...er. By the way, this is where Mantegna's friends are."

"What's the name of his friend?" Chen Taizhong frowned. Since he was planning to take action, he didn't mind adding another target, "I hope you have his address."

Nick was startled. He didn't want the other party to touch too many people, especially since the "Mantegna's friends" were also his friends. He hesitated before shaking his head, "Without them, your compatriots might be hungry."

Die, they're in the country illegally... you know what I mean? Like those bitches who are prostitutes, in fact, they have to live, don't they?"

Chen Taizhong was silent for a while, then shook his head and said, "Well, I hope that in the future labor export, you can ensure that people in Phoenix will not be exploited by such scum, otherwise I will be angry."

Nick was startled again and thought to himself, I'd better not take on this kind of thing. The consequences of Chen Taizhong's anger are too serious, and he really can't guarantee anything. You said that this labor export is very exploitative and strictly managed.

Well, Chen will be unhappy; but if the management is looser, it's really hard to say what will happen.

In fact, as a gangster leader in Birmingham, he is quite aware of the dark side. For example, in Mantegna's prostitution gang, many prostitutes just think that they can make money quickly. These people include those who

people.

If the export of labor cannot make much money, and those Chinese people will change their minds to other crooked ideas, wouldn’t he be wronged?

"I think you might be able to talk to Mr. Hein," Nick decided not to get involved in the matter. "Many of the people he comes into contact with are engaged in relatively junior processing industries."

This is also a way. Chen Taizhong thought about it. The export of labor does not have to be limited to the UK, otherwise the taste for Subo would be too strong, so he smiled and nodded, "Okay, now, you can provide it to me.

I was given the location of the information and Mantegna's address."

"There's no need to be in such a hurry, right?" Nick said falsely, but his hand had already pulled out a quill pen from the pen holder, opened the ink bottle, dipped it in water, and drew a map on the paper.

Humph, where can I find a pen for this thing? Chen Taizhong muttered disdainfully in his heart, but the other party's almost showoff behavior made him determined to wait until his buddy went back to put a writing brush on the desk in the office to write on! It's up to you

Do you dare to compare your cultural heritage with me?

It can be seen that Chen's sense of superiority is not ordinary.

Not long after, Nick finished explaining the two things. Chen Taizhong folded the paper and put it into his arms without saying anything more. "Okay, it's getting late, I'm going to rest... What do you have here?"

Is it for the guest room?”

"It would be a great honor to receive you," Nick answered him with a smile, and he was also secretly happy in his heart. He did have guest rooms in his villa, and one of the guest rooms was equipped with a pinhole camera and a bug to know who he was.

Originally from a gangster background, it is normal for him to engage in such unsavory things.

This time, of course, he wanted to arrange Chen Taizhong into this room. If he could find out some details about Chen, he would be able to feel confident in dealing with this person in the future. To be honest, Chen Taizhong made him feel insecure.

It's too strong. If we can't catch this person, the days ahead may be very miserable.

No one likes to be completely controlled by others, especially those who play politics. This is no exception at all times and in all countries.

Nick was originally thinking about inviting Chen Taizhong to live here, but he unexpectedly took the initiative. He didn't film the last time Chen Taizhong entered his room. Yes, it was impossible for him to install a monitor in his bedroom.

, however, this time it was possible.

After sending Chen Taizhong into the guest room, Nick didn't notify anyone and just quietly turned on a switch. He was too afraid of Chen Taizhong. If he was discovered to be under surveillance, wouldn't he die miserably?

A night of silence.

Nick got up early the next morning. With such a evil star coming to his house, it was impossible for anyone to sleep well. After washing up, as soon as he came out of the bedroom, he saw Chen Taizhong opening the door, "Haha, Chen.

You got up very early, do you want to go out?"

"What are you doing out there?" Chen Taizhong looked at him strangely, then remembered something and nodded with a smile, "The thing you asked me to do has been taken care of. Look, isn't the information you want there?"

He casually pointed to the bar downstairs and said, "Well, I got the original document back for you. By the way, the news about Mantegna will be sent to you soon... God, that guy's residence is really pretty.

Hard to find.”

"Really?" Nick couldn't sit still anymore. He ran downstairs in his pajamas and ran to the bar at the entrance of the small restaurant. He picked up the information and started reading.

"It's all over now... bullshit, why are there records on this matter? It's too much." He closed the document in his hand, looked up at Chen Taizhong, smiled and shrugged, "Thank you very much."

Fortunately, this guy didn't see these things. Nick felt a little lucky, but unfortunately, his guess was completely wrong. Someone Chen made a copy and stuffed it into the Sumeru Ring.

"My mission has been completed," Chen Taizhong smiled and shrugged, "I think you can introduce some people to me... To be honest, I don't like Jews very much."

"Please wait a moment, let me make a call, okay?" Relatively speaking, Nick was more concerned about Mantegna's affairs. He was determined to clear his name now, but that damn Italian guy actually wanted to take advantage of the opportunity to cause trouble, which made him a little intolerable.

, Birmingham is the British Birmingham, Nick’s.

As a result, ten minutes later he got the answer he wanted. In the early hours of this morning, robbers broke into Mr. Mantegna's bedroom. Not only did the robbers sweep away everything in the house, but what was even more unfortunate was that Mantegna came back.

Mr. Na happened to bump into the robber.

The two women who were with him were knocked unconscious, but Mantegna himself was miserable. All the bones in his body were shattered, but he could still speak, "That nigger is a Manchester United fan. He

I said it myself...I only know this."

Are there actually black people in Chen's camp? Nick frowned inconspicuously. Fortunately, I arranged for him to enter that room. I'll watch the video and listen to the recording later.

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