Fake and Shartu looked at Zhang Xiaolong quietly, waiting for Zhang Xiaolong's reply.
Zhang Xiaolong would never do it if he wanted to kill West Yang. An idea flashed through his mind, which was to kill both foreign devils here.
Just as he was about to take action, Fake took out a photo and handed it to Zhang Xiaolong: "Mr. Zhang, you should know this person."
Zhang Xiaolong looked at the photo. In the photo, it was a small square inside an American university. Jiang Lan was walking by talking and laughing with a black female student. A red circle was drawn on Jiang Lan's head.
"Mr. Fake, what do you mean?" Zhang Xiaolong smiled brightly.
Farke smiled but did not answer, leaned back on the sofa, raised his glass and said, "It's just a life-saving amulet. I've heard of Mr. Zhang's name in the United States."
"Hahaha……"
Zhang Xiaolong used a smile to hide the murderous intention in his heart, and said: "How do you feel about my details?"
Fake said with envy: "You run City A so perfectly. It reminds me of Sicily, a tourist resort in Italy. The gangsters are all walking in the sun, just like ordinary office workers. I didn't believe it at first.
I have really experienced it these two days, it is so perfect.”
"Thank you for the compliment."
Falk continued: "My dream is to build an identical Mafia paradise somewhere in the United States, but to achieve this ideal in the United States requires a lot of money, I hope to get your help."
Fake kept a straight face, probably because he wanted to exude a bit of bastard spirit, so that Zhang Xiaolong would be moved by this bastard spirit and offer to help him.
Zhang Xiaolong touched his nose and said, "What if I don't help you?"
"Oh!" Fake shook his finger and said, "Don't reject me so hastily. I'll give you three days to think about it. You'd better think about it carefully. You won't suffer any loss by cooperating with me."
"I'll consider it."
Zhang Xiaolong stood up and left. When he returned to the shore, Zhang Xiaolong ordered Qi Fanghang: "Kill all the Americans, leave no one behind."
"Yes, boss." Qi Fanghang responded and went to do the work.
Yinxuan reminded from the side: "Boss, who is the girl in the photo? If you kill an American, will she be in danger?"
Zhang Xiaolong looked back at the sea, as if he was looking at the Red Coral on the sea, but in fact he was thinking about Jiang Lan, who was on the other side of the ocean in the United States.
Since Jiang Lan left, they have never contacted each other. Jiang Lan seemed to have disappeared from the world. Zhang Xiaolong could not find her at all, and Jiang Lan did not take the initiative to contact Zhang Xiaolong.
I didn't expect to get news about Jiang Lan from Fake. She was probably studying in college in the United States. I remember she said when she left that she wanted to study medicine in the United States.
"Boss, are you okay?"
Yinxuan's call called Zhang Xiaolong back to the real world. Zhang Xiaolong quickly walked into the car and picked up the satellite phone to dial his third son in the United States.
"Boss, please don't make phone calls every time when others are sleeping."
The third son kept complaining that it was still dark over there in the United States.
Zhang Xiaolong said in a deep voice: "Third son, I want you to find someone for me. Once you find her, try to protect her safety as much as possible. It is best to bring her back to the country safely."
Sanzi heard the urgency in Zhang Xiaolong's tone and knew it was a serious matter, so he stopped complaining: "Who is he? What's his name? Send me the photo."
Zhang Xiaolong took out his wallet and took out a one-inch photo of Jiang Lan. This was the only photo of Jiang Lan in Zhang Xiaolong's hand. It was peeled off from Jiang Lan's old ID. When Jiang Lan left,
Destroyed all photos of myself.
Faxing the photo to the third son, Zhang Xiaolong ordered again: "Jiang Lan is from an elite special forces unit and may now be studying medicine at a medical school in the United States."
"That's all the information? It's hard to find."
"Follow the killers of the Shartu family. They should go back to look for her in the next few days and protect him."
Zhang Xiaolong looked at the sea outside the car window again. He sent people to kill Fake. Regardless of whether he succeeded or not, Jiang Lan would be in danger.
"Am I too ruthless..." Zhang Xiaolong murmured in a low voice, struggling in his heart, but he was unwilling to give in to the Americans. He hoped that the third son could find Jiang Lan and that they would be safe.
On the gambling boat, as soon as Zhang Xiaolong left, Fake pulled Fatabicas onto a private speedboat and left the Red Coral. Instead of landing, they drove the boat to the high seas, where there was a Japanese ship hanging there.
A large cargo ship with a national flag is waiting, and it is full of Fake's men.
After boarding the ship, Fatabikas was extremely dissatisfied with Fake's behavior: "Second Young Master, you will destroy our cooperation with Longtang. Everyone will blame us. What will we do after we go back? What should we do?"
"what to do?"
Fake sneered: "Even if this operation is successful, it will be the boss's credit. I just came to Taiwan to play, what does it have to do with me?"
"Didn't you say that our parents have given you full authority over everything here?" Fatabikas pointed at Fake in astonishment, already realizing that he had been deceived.
"Haha..." As Fake waved his hand, someone had already pointed a gun at Fatabikas: "Brother, how could father believe me? He sent his elder brother here. I just changed the file and then secretly
It’s just a mess.”
"you……"
Fatabikas looked angrily at this second young master who was pretending to be a pig and eating a tiger. It was because he underestimated this second young master that he was deceived so miserably.
Fake said: "When you die, my eldest brother will definitely avenge you."
"you……"
A bullet hit Fatabikas between the eyebrows, and his body turned over and fell into the sea. Fak laughed and said to his subordinates: "We will go to Taiwan now and make a lot of money in the stock market, and then we will build our own country in the United States."
Our own paradise.”
"Ouch..."
Amid people's excited shouts, the cargo ship on which Fake was riding sailed toward Taiwan.
At this time, Qi Fanghangla walked back with his head raised: "Boss, the two leading Americans ran away, and I captured the rest. What should I do?"
Zhang Xiaolong said coldly: "Kill, no one will be spared."
Yinxuan's expression changed, he gritted his teeth and refrained from speaking to dissuade him.
The next day, the Americans launched a comprehensive attack on Taiwan's financial market. Bombs were dropped on Ma Tingzhen's headquarters and several key businesses.
The Americans spent a lot of money to hire many desperadoes in Taiwan and formed an American-backed gang, District 52. Subsequently, various small gangs sprung up like mushrooms after a rain. The Taiwanese underworld, which had just calmed down, once again stepped into the
into the infinite chaos,
Two unexpected wars started in unexpected ways.
A gang war and a financial war.
All the financial products under the financial name were attacked. Ma Tingzhen was so busy that he called Zhang Xiaolong continuously for help.
Just when Ma Ting really couldn't hold on any longer, a Taiwanese financial institution suddenly came to the rescue, which gave the financial industry the upper hand in a short time.
This financial company is Sweet Young's company.
Sweet Yang called Zhang Xiaolong again: "Xiaolong, forget it, you didn't trick the Americans away, why bother to confront them? The Shartu family is very difficult to deal with."
Zhang Xiaolong thought: "I don't want to either!"
Some things cannot be said directly. Zhang Xiaolong said: "I have long disliked the Yankees. They actually asked me to send someone to assassinate Aunt Yang. I couldn't help it and took action. I will lead the team to the United States in a few days."
, served them all in one pot."
"Haha, young people are so courageous." Sweet Yang praised, and then said: "Thank you, the Shaltu family has always been ruthless. They have sent killers to kill me several times. I am not that easy to die. Still.
Yes, you must not send anyone to the United States. The Shaltu family is deeply rooted in the United States, and one or two killers cannot solve the problem."
Zhang Xiaolong sneered and thought to himself: "It is certain to send someone, but this matter cannot be left alone." Putting away the murderous intention in his heart, Zhang Xiaolong asked: "Aunt Yang, is there anything I can do to help?"
Sweet Yang thought for a while and said: "The eldest son of the Shartu family is in Japan now, directing Taiwan's financial war across the sea. I heard that you have a group of Japanese killers under you. Help me kill him."
"Did you know where the second brother of the Charteau family, Fake, is?"
Zhang Xiaolong now wants to kill Farke even more. Subconsciously, he feels that Farke is an absolutely dangerous person.
Sweet Young didn't know the answer, so he said: "I'll ask someone to inquire about it, and I will inform you if there is any news. Besides, I have three gambling boats and a submarine for you. It will be safer for you to take it to Japan."
"No need to be so exaggerated..."
Just when Zhang Xiaolong was about to refuse, Sweet Yang said, "It's definitely useful. I'll take it with you."
"Thank you, Aunt Yang."
"I should be the one thanking you. You are doing me a favor."
Zhang Xiaolong ordered Ma Tingzhen to assist Sweet Yang in fighting this financial war at all costs. In order to ensure safety, Zhang Xiaolong still left an insurance policy. He split a small trust bank from the finance and transferred NT$5 billion of
Funds are transferred into it.
Sweet Yang also invested NT$5 billion in savings funds into this small trust bank.
Three days later, three black gambling boats sailed into the harbor of City A, and there was also a small ship hanging under the gambling boats. Taking a submarine, Zhang Xiaolong could travel between the three gambling boats without anyone noticing.
The submarine is equipped with a large number of arms and weapons, enough for Zhang Xiaolong to fight a gang war in Japan.