In a high-end hotel in Singapore, Ho Yaoren also received the news that the entire expedition team was destroyed. Eight of the Ten Paladins he was proud of died in the explosion. The other two stayed at the ruins of the ancient city to preside over the cleanup work.
, and thus escaped disaster.
He Yaoren keenly felt that he had fallen into the trap of the Zhang family and his son.
Judging from the situation at the scene, explosives were planted within a fifty-meter radius of the treasure spot, and the detonation point was right in the middle of the minefield. This must have been planted in advance to kill everyone at once.
Looking at the two remaining men through satellite TV, He Yaoren felt heartbroken.
The two surviving members of the Ten Paladins, one named Black Butterfly and the other named Biddy, are the only two female members of the Ten Paladins. They are usually responsible for sorting out cultural relics and do not participate in specific battles at all.
Black Butterfly is a mixed-race black girl. She is not particularly black. Except for her big lips, she is also a pretty black beauty.
Black Butterfly said: "Sitting in the hall, we have just sent people to inspect the site of the incident. The people who went there were undoubtedly spared. From the analysis of the fragments of the bomb, it is a new type of bomb developed by the Chinese side in recent years. It is very powerful.
"
After speaking, he also took out an aerial photo to show to He Yaoren. In the center of a deep forest of raw rocks, an open space that had been blown out of the ground was clearly visible, and a large area of trees within half a kilometer of the periphery fell down.
He Yaoren's eyelids twitched. The only person who could survive in this situation was probably Superman. He Yaoren showed a stiff smile: "Zhang Feng, Zhang Xiaolong, good, very good, you did a good job."
He Yaoren's tone was filled with murderous intent.
Black Butterfly asked for instructions very carefully: "Sitting in the hall, what should we do now?"
He Yaoren said in a deep voice: "First transport the secrets obtained out of Myanmar. Beatty, you will escort the goods. Black Butterfly, come to Singapore as soon as possible."
Black Butterfly and Biddy responded, and then a video suddenly cut in, and He Ping's image appeared on the screen.
He Yaoren said in a deep voice: "Sister, are you here to see me having fun?"
He Ping smiled nonchalantly and said harmoniously: "Brother, I heard that things are not going well in Myanmar. I happen to be in Macau. Do you want me to help you make peace?"
He Yaoren's face changed slightly and he felt extremely embarrassed.
He Ping continued: "Brother, the Zhang family and our He family can be considered relatives. If we can make peace, just make peace. Why do we have to make it so stiff?"
He Yaoren said angrily: "Is it possible to make peace? Zhang Feng actually went against me for a woman who has been dead for more than 20 years. He is so ungrateful. And there is that ungrateful thing named Zhang Xiaolong."
He Ping hissed and smiled kindly. His attitude was obviously contempt for He Yaoren.
He Yaoren rolled his eyes and said: "Sister, since you are in Macau, why not help my brother destroy the Zhang family? I will never interfere in the business in Macau in the future."
He Ping chuckled: "You are really good at joking. Zhang Feng is my niece-in-law, how could I do it?"
"For the benefit of the Jazz Club, it is appropriate to sacrifice one's own self." Ho Yaoren exclaimed.
He Ping raised her brows, nodded and said: "Brother is right, it is right to sacrifice one's ego for the benefit of the Jazz Club. The Zhang family and his son are hostile to the Jazz Club only for Shi Geyun. How about you, brother?"
Handing over the real culprit will calm the resentment of the Zhang family brothers, and we will be able to sacrifice less, brothers of the association."
He Yaoren said angrily: "You want me to hand myself over?"
He Ping smiled and said: "I didn't say that." She deliberately looked around and said nervously: "The Zhang family and his son are gangsters. If they want to take revenge, they will not simply call the police or send killers to kill them."
us."
He Yaoren had a cold face and stopped talking.
Black Butterfly and Biddy had hung up the line a long time ago. He Yaoren was angry. Don't become a scapegoat.
He Ping felt a lot better when she saw that He Yaoren was so angry that he didn't speak. She said peacefully: "I think this matter cannot be reconciled. I'd better make a decision early and don't be forced to a dead end." After that,
He Ping hung up the phone.
He Yaoren dropped the table heavily and cursed at the closed video: "Vicious woman, I should have killed you in the first place. Without you, how could the He family be divided into the northern and southern clans."
After thinking about it for a while, a fierce light flashed in He Yaoren's eyes. Since the Zhang family and his son were gangsters, they would use gangster methods to solve this problem.
Ho Yaoren dialed Biddy again and ordered: "Go to Japan immediately, contact the Xu family, which is currently the number one auctioneer in Asia's assassin organization, and ask them to send assassins to assassinate the Zhang family and his son."
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Zhang Xiaolong smiled, and the group of people filed into the cabin and stepped off the chartered flight. A group of staff including the chartered flight captain, co-pilot, and air traffic police stood at the door of the cabin to see them off, all with smiles on their faces. Meeting a high-profile guest like Zhang Xiaolong,
Naturally, they gained a lot and their attitude was extremely humble.
Zou Beibei, Su Qing and Ding Fanglu walked at the back. It was the first time for the three girls to follow Zhang Xiaolong to Beijing. When they heard that Shi Qiangjun was coming to pick them up, they felt a little nervous.
Zhang Xiaolong didn't think too much. Since they were all his daughters-in-law, it was only a matter of time before they met their parents. This time, he happened to bring the three daughters over first.
Shi Qiangjun's car had already heard the door of the plane, and he came up to him with a smile: "Xiaolong, you won't even come for the New Year. Your master is already cursing. Are these three new wives?"
When Shi Qiangjun asked, the three women's faces immediately turned red.
Zhang Xiaolong thought: "They are all old couples. I will bring them to meet the master this time so that we can get acquainted with each other."
Shi Qiangjun tapped Zhang Xiaolong with his finger, and wanted to say: "You have a personality like your father, who goes around trying to hook up with girls." However, he did not say this, but said: "We already knew this, and we are just waiting for you to get them all."
You brought them back, why did you bring back only three? You should have brought them all back."
Zhang Xiaolong touched his nose and smiled mischievously.
At this moment, Zhang Xiaolong's face gradually became frosty, because he saw several foreign devils more than thirty meters in front of him. The first one was wearing a straight black suit, with a handsome face, and an arrogant and domineering look.
He looked like one who wanted to kick him hard in the face.
It was Frank Shartu, the second son of the American Shaltu family.
Zhang Xiaolong was silent, he didn't expect, he didn't expect that this guy would dare to come to China. If he had known the news earlier, he would definitely send people over to kill him.
Fake, who was talking with his secretary with a serious face, suddenly saw Zhang Xiaolong coming off a charter plane, and waved to him with a smile, showing a stiff smile.
Fake also didn't expect to meet Zhang Xiaolong here, a Chinese who made him dream of cutting a thousand knives.
Zhang Xiaolong took the initiative to walk over and said, "Mr. Fake, long time no see. Are you coming to Yanjing for business?"
Fake took a step back, let the bodyguard stand between him and Zhang Xiaolong, forced a smile and said: "Mr. Zhang, long time no see. I have finished my business in Yanjing and am preparing to return to the United States."
Zhang Xiaolong made a friendly suggestion: "I heard that Mr. Fake has taken over some of the responsibilities of the Shartu family and must be very busy. Why not stay in Yanjing for a few more days and I will take you to some interesting places, even if it is a long vacation?
Rest and rest.”
Faak shrugged his shoulders indifferently. He was sure that as long as he stayed in Yanjing, he would never be able to return to the United States. He laughed and said: "No way, the family is too busy with things, and my father is old and lacks energy.
I really can't bear to see him working too hard. I still have something to do, so I won't disturb Mr. Zhang. If you have time, Mr. Zhang is welcome to come to the United States as a guest."
"It's rare to meet, why don't we stay a few more days!" Yi Chen's face changed slightly, and a trace of murderous intent flashed in his eyes.
Qi Fanghang came over with more than a dozen direct team members, and everyone put their hands in their arms. Fake looked around, and took a step back nervously. His face was a little pale. In order to pass the airport security check, none of his men brought weapons.
, if Zhang Xiaolong takes action here, they will be dead.
Fake glanced at the military vehicle not far away and asked hurriedly: "Mr. Zhang is very popular! He also knows senior military officials. Judging from the rank of that gentleman, he should be a general."
Zhang Xiaolong touched his nose and said with an honest smile: "That's my uncle."
Fa Ke was really ready to die, and kept some things in his heart, thinking to himself: "Is it possible that I will die here without knowing why my ambition has not been fulfilled and my revenge has not been avenged?"
Zhang Xiaolong looked at Shi Qiangjun inquiringly, already determined to take action here. Shi Qiangjun saw the murderous look in Zhang Xiaolong's eyebrows, frowned, sighed, and got into the military vehicle, including his guards.
After getting into the car, Zhang Xiaolong laughed, and his uncle acquiesced.
"It's over, I'm dead." Fake wailed secretly.
At this moment, a black elongated Chinese sedan suddenly drove up from a distance. The car stopped next to a group of people. Judging from the license plate, it should be a special vehicle for the Yanjing local government.
Zhang Xiaolong signaled his men not to do anything, the Chinese sedan stopped, and a middle-aged man in his forties, slightly fat, got down from it. His hair was sparse, and he was obviously from the Mediterranean, but he insisted on covering his hairless hair with long hair on the side.
place.
When Fake saw this man, he said excitedly: "God! Praise for your mercy." He was like a man wandering in the sea grabbing a life-saving straw. He walked to the middle-aged man in two or three steps and rubbed it deliberately.
After a few steps, he asked the middle-aged man to stand between him and Zhang Xiaolong, and said in a low voice: "Director Qian, this Mr. Zhang is from City A. We have cooperated several times before, and we only chatted a few words. How about you?"
Aren’t we trying to attract investment to suburban industrial zones? This is a good opportunity.”
A gleam flashed in Director Qian's eyes, and he walked to Zhang Xiaolong politely: "Hello, Mr. Zhang, I am Qian Gui from the Yanjing Investment Promotion Office." After saying that, he handed over a business card.