Volume 6 [The tiger is also strong when it goes to sea] NO.3 The first battle of the Daphne
"If I were to rank all the luxury cruise ships in the world, it would definitely be ranked in the top ten. Although it is a little smaller than the Princess, the difference is not too big. Ten
It weighs 20,000 tons and has 11,200 guest rooms. It has a hospital, a swimming pool and a theme park.
The most important thing is that when the Greek shipping king Onassis decided to build this exquisite work of art, 25 rich countries were involved. When it went to sea, the cost was 980 million U.S. dollars, and later additional items
, the cost also exceeds 270 million US dollars.
This is a genuine treasure ship worth over one billion US dollars.
The Daphne is used to make money. There is no doubt about this. Of course, it is not only used by twenty-five rich people. It is a large ship that can carry 3,300 tourists. Anyone who wants to have fun can do it.
And in order to show the safety of this ship, it is also equipped with a special supply ship and a retired warship.
Of course, when entering Chinese waters, the retired Feiyu frigate will not follow.
Compared with most sea areas in the world, China's territorial waters are still very, very safe.
A few days later, Huang Silang and his party took Zhang Bi and Panda Ma with them, headed for Macau, and then boarded the Daphne. Before that, the meeting between Huang Silang and Federo Onassis was a happy one for both host and guest.
The Daphne does not belong to the Onassis family, they only have management rights.
It takes about two and a half years to circle the world. Although 40% of the time is drifting at sea, more of the time is spent docking at major ports around the world, attracting wealthy people from all over the world to spend money on the ship.
"To be honest, I'm a little nervous."
Huang Silang took a deep breath, and his expression flickered.
It can be said that he is not much richer than Zhang Bi now. Various companies in China Overseas are preparing to dismember Tian's enterprise, Holiland Retail. In this situation, he goes against the current. It must be said that his courage and courage are very commendable.
In particular, Huang Sanlang, the third son of Huang Chunsheng, the president of Huang Group, and Huang Sanlang, Huang Panlang’s third brother, presided over the acquisition and integration of Holiland.
It seems that it is only a matter of time before Holiland changes hands.
But at that juncture, Tian Shaofen suddenly received a sum of aid, which was nothing less than a life-saving straw. Stabilizing employee emotions was the primary issue. However, Huang Silang followed the strategy provided by the middle-aged man and spent 150 million at the Holiland staff meeting.
The cash was placed there, surrounded by bodyguards on three floors. Everyone's eyes widened at that time.
But the effect was surprisingly good. It can be said that this move was extremely beautiful. The employees of Holiland were convinced that the company was only experiencing temporary difficulties, and the 150 million in cash in front of them was real.
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Tian Shaofen suppressed the tension and fear in his heart and said that he would overcome the difficulties within three months, but it was not because he admired Huang Silang's courage.
Then came the manipulation of the stock market, pushing up Holiland, and arbitraging the shares. On the surface, Tian lost 35% of his shares, but for Tian himself, it was a huge relief.
pressure.
By this time, half of Holiland had survived. Afterwards, Huang Silang and his third brother had a secret conversation. They seemed to have promised something and persuaded Huang Sanlang. In the end, Huang Sanlang not only did not suppress Huang Silang's series of actions, but also tacitly agreed.
Action, and even dismantled at least 200 million for Huang Silang's spare.
All of this was a trick played under Huang Chunsheng's nose, and Huang Chunsheng knew nothing about it. His two sons were more intelligent than he imagined. "Silang, you are too worried.
Huang Sanlang was a little thinner than Huang Silang, but taller. He was wearing a straight suit, holding a wine glass in his hand, looking out the window, and said softly: "You and I know the scenery of the Huang family well, and we should seek it for ourselves."
It's time to find a way out, and we can't be buried with Huang in the future."
"Hmph. Big brother has Huang Chunsheng taking care of him. The old man seems to be very dissatisfied with people like us."
Huang Silang was sitting on the sofa. The middle-aged man next to him gave him a few needles on his head. After a long time, he took away the needles and let him rub his temples comfortably: "Playing this kind of game is really scary."
The Daphne has entered the high seas, and the supply ship Endeavor and the frigate Flying Fish are not far away. From a distance, the tall Daphne looks like a mobile fortress on the sea, with bright lights.
The horses used for horse warfare are all on the Endeavor at this time and will not disembark until they reach the final destination.
In the southern sea, it is not as cold as the winter in the northern hemisphere. Zhang Bi sat on the deck for a while, his mind very clear. He took a deep breath and used his eyesight to see farther away, but it was still sparkling.
It's pristine, with occasional waves hitting a ball, but nothing.
Before leaving, Xia Zhen arrived at Zhonghai. After finding Zhang Bi, the prodigal little girl burst into tears and fell into Zhang Bi's arms.
Owe him.
Set her up.
Huang Silang even twitched at the corner of his mouth and his eyes widened, and three words emerged in his heart: Dog man and woman!
He never thought that Zhang Bi, a frightening humanoid monster, would hook up with that prodigal little bitch of the Xia family. Looking back at this moment, Huang Silang vaguely understood that this damn thing
It's bullshit repaying a favor, it's purely Zhang Ben's own business.
Zhang Jiahu didn't say any nonsense, touched Xia Zhenzhen's head, and finally got on the boat without looking back, leaving Xia Zhenzhen crying alone in the back.
"Xia Zhen." Zhang Ben clenched his fists tightly, took out his mobile phone, and dialed the number of Mercury. The old man Wu picked up the phone. Zhang Ben said calmly, "Grandpa, let's go with Mule for a while."
The old man on the other end of the phone didn't speak for a long time. When Zhang Ben was wondering, the old man roared: "Are you going to seek death like me? You stupid coffin! I don't understand, how can there be descendants like you?
Zhang Bi hung up the phone without hesitation, disassembled the phone cleanly, then turned and left the deck. In another hour, the rich here will gather in the underground level.
The sand has been laid there, preparing for a bloody battle. Some tycoons from various countries gathered here, including the Georgian steel tycoon Kirilenko Arvaev, Mitsui Tomosumi of Japan's Mitsui Foundation, and Joe Biden of the American Rockefeller Foundation.
Nick Rockefeller and so on.
These people are all famous figures in various countries. For them, money is just a number.
At this time, Federo was toasting and drinking in the hall, chatting and laughing with people. When he thought about the upcoming retro and primitive fight, he felt excited, which was far more attractive than the beauties around him.
The man with whom Phaedrus had a pleasant conversation at this time was named So Green, a German who was said to have ancestry from the German royal family.
The beautiful woman next to him is the German erotic queen Veronapus. Her graceful figure is set off by the purple translucent dress, which is wonderful, but this cannot attract any of Federo's attention.
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Several rich people from Macau were also on board, well-dressed, and were also served by oriental beauties in cheongsam. The few rich people from China Overseas had handsome features, and it would not be an exaggeration to say that they had bright and starry eyes.
Zhang Bi stood on the left side of Huang Silang. The Middle Easterner still kept a short distance away, his eyes were reserved, but he was not as aggressive as Zhang Bi.
"Hey Huang, long time no see."
How Federo and Huang Silang met is unknown to others, but at least it can be seen that the two have a close relationship.
"Only half an hour."
Huang Silang said with a smile.
Federo raised his glass apologetically: "Maybe I'm a little drunk."
He glanced at the people around Huang Silang, then fixed his gaze on Zhang Bi, and asked loudly as if he saw a ghost: "Have we met somewhere?"
Zhang Biyicao: "No."
"No, no, no, think about it again? Maybe you have been to Kuala Lumpur before?"
Federo reminded Zhang Bi, who shook his head: "No, I have never been to Malaysia."
Seeing Zhang Bi say this, Federo looked Zhang Bi up and down, and then said: "That's right. You are not the same person. You have to be younger."
"Did something happen?" Huang Silang asked. Federo said unhappily: "When I was in Kuala Lumpur, a Chinese robbed me of a Cadillac. The most important thing is that he pointed a gun at me.
It was killing me, and I ended up being investigated by the Malaysian police. Oh damn, just thinking about it gives me a headache.”
Federo spoke English, which was not a problem for Huang Silang and Zhang Bi.
"Let me introduce you, this is the kung fu master I brought."
Huang Shilang said to Federo.
The son of the Ship King's eyes lit up and he smiled: "It will leave a deep impression on me, right?"
Huang Silang smiled: "That's for sure."
Federo was so excited that he said in a selfless tone, "When I think of the powerful warriors fighting in the most primitive way, my blood boils. Seeing the moment when the blood spurts out, it is really the greatest pleasure."
Huang Silang was stunned for a moment, turned around and glanced at Fengnian Man, and then he had to admit how vicious the middle-aged man's eyes were.
There is no doubt that even if he is the German Emperor, he will probably have passionate moments.
The German next to him asked: "Federo, is this the Chinese guest you invited?"
Green is tall, blond and blue-eyed. It is said that he is of pure Aryan descent. If he had lived during World War II, he would definitely be favored by Hitler.
"Yes Green, how are you? Are you interested in playing together today?"
While replying, Federo took out something that looked like a screen, and then said: "Okay, we are already in safe waters, it's time to have some fun."
Soon, everyone in the hall became excited and headed to the underground level under the leadership of the service staff.
At this time, their respective positions have been prepared long ago, and the drinks and meals are sumptuous. There are two floors in total, and the rooms on each floor are separated to ensure that each room can clearly see the sand below.
This piece of sand is very large. In each compartment, there are a group of fierce men who are ready. Looking from the two floors, you can vaguely see several strong men wrapping their wrists and elbows.
Bubble stud wrist and elbow pads.
There are many fighters sent out. As Xia Zhenzhen once said to Zhang Sheng, a bet for these people is more than ten million US dollars. The cost of this night is out of reach for many people, but
To those present, they are just numbers, just numbers.
Perhaps the most powerful humans on the planet are gathered here, and if not, they are not far behind.
Fifteen minutes later, every room was filled with people. From their excited eyes, it was obvious that they had experienced such a thing before.
Zhang Bi was wrapping a bandage on himself quietly in a cubicle. The middle-aged man next to him asked: "Why don't you use bubble nail wrist guards?"
"Not very good at it." Zhang Ben raised his head and said.
"You may be the first one to appear." The middle-aged man looked outside and realized that "Er Erfenfanjing has been mobilized, and the room is equipped with four large screens, so that he can know every move of Sichuan Mu Tuo.
The middle-aged man has already seen Zhang Bi's image on the screen.
As soon as he appeared, there were thunderous cheers. Unfortunately, it was not for Zhang Bi, but for his opponent.
Ariza Cervantes from Liberia.
A retro fighter who is proficient in Egyptian striking techniques, or to be precise, an ancient Egyptian warrior.
In the murals of the pyramids, there are indeed depictions of Egyptian percussion techniques. At the same time, this technique also had a profound impact on the other side of the Mediterranean. There are signs that the ancient percussion techniques in India may have been influenced by Egyptian percussion techniques. Of course,
, this cannot be studied.
However, Zhang Bi is not ignorant of Egyptian striking techniques. In his childhood, there was an army instructor from Cuba who came to China to study. He was very good at this striking technique. Zhang Bi knew the technical characteristics of this fighting technique well.
I just don’t know what level this Liberian Ariza Cervantes is.
"This Ariza is also very fierce on the ground. Although he has not played against Rogut Alyev, he is a relatively popular figure tonight. Several rich people in the Middle East have placed heavy bets on him."
The middle-aged man said calmly.
"Oh? So who is the banker? That Federo?" Zhang Ben asked.
"Definitely not. He doesn't have that much energy. The Daphne is not the private property of the Onassis family, they are just entrusted to maintain and manage it."
The middle-aged man thought for a while and said: "The banker shouldn't be a person on the White Road. I guess it should be Italians and American Chinese. After all, they are the only ones who, in addition to financial resources, are also very keen on laundering money."
Zhang Bi nodded. He didn't understand much about this, but he said to the middle-aged man: "These old guys seem to be very enthusiastic about ground skills."
"Gracie Jiu-Jitsu was unbeatable for a long time. At least that's how it was abroad."
Zhang Bi was stunned by the middle-aged man's words, and then he realized that indeed, for a long time, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu was indeed difficult to crack, and the reason was due to ground skills. However, this was also under the rules.
In terms of differential attacks, Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu is not the first choice of fighting arts. With brutal fighting like Mark's, I'm afraid he can easily squeeze into the top fifty in the world and become one of the most powerful humans on the planet.
"What the fourth young master wants is that if you want to win the first game, you should win beautifully so that you can be shocked." The middle-aged man's eyes flashed and he said...
"What do you mean?" Zhang Ben asked strangely.
The middle-aged man said seriously: "Pride of the race."
Zhang Bi was stunned. He had never thought that Huang Silang was still such a person. In Zhang Bi's eyes, Huang Silang was just a man who recognized money but not people. He only looked at the results and not the process. He had ambitions and goals. But now.
It seems that the fourth young master may have been stimulated by something just now, which caused his racial pride to burst out and he wanted to feel proud.
After wrapping all the bandages on his wrist and moving his knuckles, Zhang Ben said coldly: "We will see the outcome within ten seconds!"
The middle-aged man was shocked. He didn't know where Zhang Bi got such arrogance. Judging from the combat power in the pool, Zhang Bi would probably gain an absolute advantage in five minutes.
Ariza is not tall, but he has solid muscles and his reaction speed when performing anti-joint techniques is fifteen times faster than ordinary people. This is his biggest advantage, but it seems that Zhang Bi doesn't care much about it.
Just now he talked about some characteristics of Egyptian striking techniques, but Zhang Bi just thought it was a fart?
"I know the characteristics of Egyptian striking techniques." Zhang Bi looked up at the middle-aged man and said, "When I was ten years old, I had already fought against such a master."
The middle-aged man felt a tightness in his chest, as if there was a gloomy energy that could not be released, and he was shocked: "Where did this kid grow up at the age of ten?" Egyptian combat skills are a partial martial art in the world, and they are still a backward one.
The retro technology has been proven around the world, but it only took thirty years, and this guy said that he had already fought against masters when he was ten years old?
What a joke! What kind of bullshit master was there eight years ago!
The middle-aged man kept thinking in his mind. He was really curious, really, really curious, about where Zhang Bi grew up. He didn't look like a child of an ordinary military family at all. It definitely didn't look like him.
"Okay. That's all I have to say. Be careful in everything. There is only one target in the sky, and that is Logut Alyev. I hope that the final battle can be as sharp."
Zhang Ben looked at him like an idiot: "This is completely impossible. You can't find such a person in the whole world. Unless you really bring a wild Siberian tiger here, then there will definitely be no problem."
The middle-aged man's face was so ashamed that he could only say: "Then I'm going out."
Zhang Ben nodded and stood up. At this time, in the center of the field, Ariza Cervantes' eyes were scanning the surroundings aggressively, provoking the masters in each compartment. And the one in the middle
In the cubicle, Logut Alyev spat harshly at the high-spirited Liberian soldier: "Trash."
Amidst a burst of intense music, Zhang Bi walked out slowly. In the eyes of many people, this guy was just a challenger from the Eastern Continent. Yes, a challenger.