I laughed at the $8.5 billion extortion case. Idiots happen every year, and tycoons have bad luck. This year, it fell on themselves.
"It is indeed ridiculous, the amount of money is ridiculous, and the person who can come up with the plan to blackmail the tycoon is equally ridiculous." When the tycoon first became famous, there were indeed many underworld masters who coveted his huge wealth and repeatedly tried to make plans for him. As a result, those people
In addition to dying at the hands of bodyguards, they are still squatting in black jails in Hong Kong, the United States, and Europe. Unless there is amnesty, they will stay there for the rest of their lives until they die or the tycoon dies.
The tycoon is rich, and more importantly, he is powerful, so powerful that ordinary people can hardly imagine it.
"Who is the other party? Is it the Italian mafia that never gives up?" As far as I know, after the leader of the mafia behind the scenes was arrested, the eleven branches of forces below have been fighting on their own, and they have never taken the rules of the world seriously.
, blindly act crazy and recklessly. Those who can challenge the authority of the tycoon, if you count them carefully, they are the most likely.
"The phone signal comes from the USSTAR 101 communication satellite over the Pacific Ocean. Even the Pentagon's super communication search network cannot capture the source of the signal. The tycoon is mobilizing funds to prepare for this inexplicable disaster. Of course, he has no idea about anything.
They are all prepared with more than two hands, and while paying, they are also prepared for the massacre."
Anyone who dares to challenge the tycoon's authority has a slim chance of success. The amount of US$1.5 billion accounts for about one-tenth of the tycoon's total assets. It is not difficult for him to come up with the money in a short period of time.
Some monks had already gotten up to clear the snow, but at this time, the sky above Fengqie Temple seemed to be covered with an invisible layer of clouds, and everything was lifeless.
Zhang Baisen patted me on the shoulder: "Feng, don't worry too much. Shao Hei's 'telepathy' is the true inheritance of ancestors in the family. It will not bring any harm to Miss Guan. Moreover, he only uses his own thoughts to drive Guan."
When the young lady writes, it is like an extremely sophisticated hypnosis technique——"
He completely understood what I was thinking, and I smiled gratefully: "I know."
The arrival of the tycoon once again caused strange waves in my trip to Hokkaido. Even if someone called him to blackmail him, why rush to Fengkakuji Temple again? Did he come to pick up Guan Baoling in person?
I didn't hear the sound of the helicopter. When I walked out of the temple gate, I found a reinforced bulletproof Mercedes-Benz parked on the snow. A lonely wheel mark behind the car seemed to come from the horizon, coming from the winding mountain road. The black body,
Falling on the background of white snow all over the mountains and plains, it looks like a beetle in trouble.
Compared to the last tense battle, this time the tycoon's lightness and simplicity made me feel a lot more relaxed.
The back door of the Mercedes-Benz opened and the tycoon stepped out in one step. His hair was slightly messy and his steps were long and urgent.
Zhang Baisen said strangely: "I haven't seen him in such a mess for a long time. Is the extortion case so serious?" Without a capable entourage, a personal secretary, Miss Helen, or a bodyguard, he came alone, and indeed followed the way he used to travel.
There is a difference.
"Feng, Lao Zhang, I'm going to disturb you this time -" The "power struggle lines" on both sides of the tycoon's nose disappeared and appeared. Although he came in a hurry, the two gleams in his eyes were still there. When I shook hands,
, the five fingers are still full of strength.
When you treat others with courtesy, you must ask for something. His attitude towards me and Zhang Baisen at this moment is no less than going to the White House to meet with senior American politicians and staff. We should feel very honored.
The sky and the earth were vast, and the wind was blowing wildly. We had no intention of sitting down and talking in detail. As we hurriedly walked towards the temple, the tycoon got straight to the point: "After the extortion case, the other party offered $1.5 billion on the phone, but the blackmail target was not me.
, but——”
I was keenly aware that the blackmail case was related to Guan Baoling, but it was difficult to interrupt him.
"The other party said that he has taken control of Bao Ling's life. If he can't get the money safely within a month, he will ask me to wait to collect Bao Ling's body." The tycoon walked too fast, coughed violently, and sprayed out another stream from his mouth.
A white mist.
If his arrogance and turmoil in the business and political circles can be called a thousand-mile horse galloping freely, now his peerless horse is completely tired and can no longer "aim for a thousand miles."
When I mentioned Guan Baoling, I immediately realized that the blackmail case and the Fang Demon's Tooth Chrysalis Curse were actually related things. The other party's purpose in causing the car accident was just to retain Guan Baoling, and then indirectly control the tycoon through her.
"A fanged demon who is greedy for wealth in the world? Is it a human or a demon?" I couldn't help but feel a little confused for a while, and casually ordered a young monk who was clearing snow in the alley: "Go and ask Master Xiang to gather the masters in the temple.
Come to my yard and discuss something."
If the other party can control Guan Baoling, they will definitely not go far, and they may make trouble against the tycoon again. Therefore, I need to mobilize the manpower in Fengguo Temple to form a warning circle around the courtyard to ensure everyone's safety.
The monk dropped his broom and ran quickly to the north toward the marrow washing hall.
"Is Baoling okay?" The tycoon looked at me, his burning eyes seeming to scan all the privacy in my heart.
"Not good." I met his gaze without dodge. If I decided to keep Guan Baoling by my side, this confrontation between the two men would be inevitable.
"What? The car accident left sequelae?" The "Power Fighting Pattern" was towering again, like two sharp blades hanging in mid-air. His height is slightly shorter than mine, but the powerful aura exuded from his body makes up for this.
Not enough, even when he raised his voice and asked aggressively, I felt the huge pressure coming towards me again.
"No, it's the curse of the Fang Demon - the person who called you for blackmail was right, Miss Guan does have only one month to live." I spoke calmly, silently dispelling his intimidating aura.
The curse of the fanged demon was as vicious as the curse of "black magic". The tycoon shuddered obviously and quickly raised his hand to raise the collar of his coat, as if he suddenly felt the bone-chilling chill of Hokkaido.
"Oh, I know." He was stunned for a while, then nodded absently, and slowly took out the phone from his pocket.
US$1.5 billion is exchanged for Guan Baoling's life. If I were a tycoon, I would agree to this condition without hesitation. As long as the woman I love is safe and sound, there will be plenty of opportunities to make money in the future.
When I first heard Zhang Baisen mention the extortion incident, I had already calculated in detail the amount of property left behind by the scalpel. The total of movable and real estate should exceed 3 billion US dollars. It was simply impossible to collect 1.5 billion US dollars in a short period of time, let alone
What's more, more than half of these properties belong to Su Lun.
Zhang Baisen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said: "Feng, can we consider the matter of the fanged demon in another way? That is just the result of human manipulation, borrowing boring chapters from Japanese myths and legends - think about it, dying is seeking happiness.
Ye Lan in the garden villa had two large pieces of human skin peeled off from his body. This method of committing the crime is no different from a typical 'murder for money' case. It is hard for me to believe that the fanged demon would also care about the secrets in human society.
, will he also be just as mercenary as a figure in the world?"
I have thought about what he said, but I didn’t dare to gamble with Guan Baoling’s life. If her body changes after a month, who can bear the responsibility?
"Why don't we try our best to deal with the strange house first——"
The tycoon and I shook our heads almost at the same time: "No, no!"
"Bao Ling's matter is above all else - Lao Zhang, she has to have some ups and downs, don't blame me for not saving face for you. Also, you'd better tell the Shao brothers, whether they are 'celestial beings' or other things
, everyone must make protecting Baoling their top priority. If Baoling escapes from danger, everyone will receive a reward, and if she... humph, everyone will bury her with her!"
The tycoon did not save any face for Zhang Baisen, and did not care about the identity of the other party's superpower master.
I kept silent at the right time. In a difficult situation, unity is the only strength. The identity of the enemy has not yet become clear, so we cannot start internal strife in our own camp.
When we walked to the entrance of the small courtyard, Monk Xiang hurried over with a dozen tall and strong monks. He had not yet adapted to his status as the quasi-abbot of Fengge Temple. His clothes and appearance were still slovenly, and there was still hidden disdain for me in his eyes.
There was no trace of hostility. After all, it was Sun Long’s subordinates who killed Master Shenbi, the Lion Monk, and the Tiger Monk. I was present at the time and neither made a sound nor took any action to stop them.
The tycoon hurried into the courtyard without even looking at the group of monks.
Zhang Baisen came close to me and asked in a low voice: "Feng, the tycoon's behavior is a bit strange, isn't it?"
Of course, with the special status of the tycoon, firstly, it is impossible to go deep alone in a hurry; secondly, the blackmail incident has not yet been concluded, and none of his expert-level masters have appeared, which is really puzzling.
I shook my head gently: "Let's take a look and talk about it——"
If every step of the tycoon's plans and decisions could be guessed by ordinary people, then he would not be the only "tycoon" in the world.
Zhang Baisen looked up to the sky and sighed: "Okay, I'm going to see what's going on with Shao Hei. You'd better come in quickly!" Invisibly, he had some kind of dependence on me, maybe because of the arrival of the tycoon, giving him
It caused a certain degree of psychological pressure.
The elephant monk kicked the snow under his feet uneasily and did not take the initiative to speak to me. The monk behind him looked even more indifferent, as if he thought I was the enemy of Fengqie Temple.
I was not in the mood to speculate on his thoughts, so I calmly told him: "Master Xiang, we need security forces here in the courtyard. Please select the manpower with the highest martial arts skills and the most responsiveness in the temple to closely guard all the passages into the courtyard. Also,
, in extraordinary times, I ask everyone to carry firearms and be on full alert."
The elephant monk snorted and replied expressionlessly: "Master Shenbi once said when he was presiding over the affairs that the mission of the monks is only to chant sutras and meditate, and they must not participate in worldly disputes. The disciples have been meditating and chanting sutras for many years, and other skills
They are already abandoned. Besides, this is a Buddhist temple appointed by the royal family. If you use a knife or a gun, you will only be blamed by the royal family——"
His words reminded me, and I casually took out the gold coin that Eagle Knife handed to me from my trouser pocket, and held it up high in front of everyone.
The magic power of the gold coins was like a baton in the hands of an animal tamer, which suddenly aroused the spirits of the monks, and some of them couldn't help but let out a low voice of admiration.
"Master Xiang, you should be very clear about the function of this gold coin. I don't want to explain more, just do as I say." He dared to use the royal family to prevaricate me, but it just had the opposite effect. I have a gold coin presented by a big shot, and it is in Japanese territory.
Inside, like an imperial envoy with a Shangfang sword, he can issue orders at any time, kill first and then report.
The elephant monk's expression immediately changed, he clasped his hands together and bowed respectfully, and his voice became much more humble: "Yes, as ordered."
He waved his arm and made arrangements loudly: "Second-generation disciple leader, immediately enter an emergency state, bring weapons out of the warehouse, and block the four passages and roofs of the small courtyard-"
The chrysanthemum on the front of the gold coin and the pattern of ancient swords are very clear, and on the back is a sentence arranged in three lines: the sword is the soul, the chrysanthemum is the spirit, and the human being is the supreme.