Volume 6 [The tiger is strong even when it goes to sea] NO.207 is being targeted
As soon as Zhang Ben finished speaking, he heard the walkie-talkie in the car ringing: "The boss has something to follow, brothers, help you block it, you go first."
"Can you see where it's coming from?"
Hu Dagao picked up the walkie-talkie and asked in a deep voice.
In the car at the other end are Liu Chengkun and Liu Chenghu, the daredevils of San Xuantang. Both of them are tiger generals with extraordinary combat power. They have served in the field army and have first-class marksmanship. They can control truck guns produced by the Soviet Union and can also use the American and Soviet weapons.
20% of the country’s ground vehicle units.
Melee combat is also above average and reliable.
"Boss, you guys go first. The idea is a bit tricky. The driver is a master and there are several guns in the car. Boss, I'm sure we've been plotted and may have fallen under someone's surveillance."
Liu Chengkun gritted his teeth and made a calculation. From the passenger seat, Liu Chenghu loaded a Maxim pistol with bullets, then threw it into the hands of the person behind him, and then drew a double-barreled shotgun himself.
"Let's block it in front"
Liu Chengkun looked at the position and said in a deep voice.
The industrial park in Changsha City is close to the river. Over there is the American Air Liquide Company, which the locals call the Air Liquide Plant. There are three liquid nitrogen reservoirs, and the newly built pipelines cover a huge area.
That's where the direction Zhang Ben called the BMW x3 drove.
Because the buildings there are complex and easy to block.
"How could someone target me so quickly?"
Zhang Ben frowned.
Huang Silang beside him said in a deep voice: "No, it may not be targeting you. It may be targeting me. If that's the case, it makes more sense. My phone may be monitored, or my people may be targeted.
It’s scary to be so patient, I keep waiting for your opportunity.”
"Now that I have changed my appearance, who can do anything to me in China?"
Zhang Bi sneered.
Huang Silang shook his head: "This world lacks everything except excuses."
Zhang Ben remained silent and said to Liu Yuanzhen who was driving: "Da Liu, let's find a place. You can send Mr. Huang off first, and be sure to go back to the railway bureau. Brother Hu, you and I stay here and meet these guests for a while."
Hu Dagao gave a ferocious smile: "Hmph, it's just what I want. Master Hu will let these grandsons open their eyes today and know what it means that the King of Hell is not easy to mess with."
He held a Ruger P85 in his hand and took out an Italian SDASS shotgun from under the car seat. After pushing the bullet, Liu Yuanzhen asked in a deep voice: "Master, it's too risky for you to be alone. Wait until the brothers get close to you before getting off the car."
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"Don't worry, the Air Liquide plant is ahead, I have my own ideas."
When he spoke like this, his face was filled with arrogance. Hu Dagao secretly admired him:
Following behind was a domestically made jeep, which was extremely fast and was protecting Zhang Bi from the cars that suddenly jumped out. Looking from the rear mirror, one could see that the people in the car were at least very calm, and at least a little ruthless.
Role.
"It is difficult to do anything on the highway. Everyone understands this tacitly. It seems that they are all preparing to meet at the Air Liquide plant. Whether it is a mule or a horse, whether the call is a dog or a tiger, let's take a walk."
Zhang Ben had some free time and was holding a bittler pistol in his hand. This G2 pistol was captured after killing Phelps. It is a good thing.
Commonly used in European and American special forces, it has various advantages and is a classic gun type.
On the main road, several cars whizzed by, causing passers-by to curse and scold these people for driving dangerously. Some people saw that these cars were passable cars, and they quickly scolded these people for being rich and unkind and domineering.
Ten minutes later, Liu Yuanzhen quickly turned the car into the industrial park. The roads here were very clear. Zhang Bi and Hu Dagao got out of the car leisurely, with Uzi submachine guns hanging on their waists. In China, it is really difficult to play with big guns.
It's a matter of personal life, but at this time, I can't care about that much.
Liu Yuanzhen had no ink marks, so he started the car and turned out from the other side. Huang Silang in the car was secretly anxious: Who could move so fast?
After Zhang Ben saw the BMW
"Fuck these two losers"
Hu Dagao cursed and slapped the shotgun in his hand: "But I'm afraid of his ball bag. Master, if we work here, will we be taken over and shot?"
"Run faster and you should be fine. If there's a firefight later, just don't take any action and let me do everything."
Zhang Bi put on leather gloves on his hands, and the look in his eyes was extremely serious.
It was rare for Hu Dagao to see Zhang Bi so serious, and he thought to himself: Is this person so powerful?
Zhang Bi was too lazy to analyze and explain. He could guess, or in other words, after eliminating all the impossible people, the remaining one was the real answer no matter how impossible it was.
Tianjin Wei, Shang Hexin, who was still resting in the sanatorium, heard some things. After reacting, after those proud people left, he sneered: A group of rats are simply a national disgrace. They must take it upon themselves.
Humiliated.
Several lieutenant generals came over to play chess with him. They played several games, all of which were draws. The fighting scene was also beautiful. Shang Monk Xin played with the Buddhist amulet in his hand. When he calmed down and did not think about the problem, it still made people feel
Very reliable.
A lieutenant general asked in a low voice: "Old Shang, please tell me whether Li Muzhi can be used. If you say something cheerful, you must also say something honest."
Shang Hexin suddenly opened his closed eyes, swept away the calmness and quietness before, and said with stern eyes: "Li Muzhi can be a capable general and a capable official, but he cannot be a general or a commander-in-chief because he does not have enough courage."
To be more thorough, even if he is narrow-minded and cannot tolerate others, he cannot afford to lose. He is so angry that in the end, both sides will suffer. But it would be a pity to abandon Li Muzhi. This real villain is the same both externally and internally.
Be ruthless, just let him focus on the outside world."
When he spoke like this, he was actually saying good things to Li Muzhi. However, if someone thought about it carefully and thought about it in the position of a lieutenant general, they would feel that Shang He's heart was really vicious and vicious to the extreme.
He clearly seemed to be speaking for Li Muzhi, but he continuously mentioned that Li Muzhi was narrow-minded and had no tolerance for others, and also mentioned that Li Muzhi was as cruel to others as he was to others.
Let Li Muzhi focus on the outside world?
The words are true, but principles are dead, rules are dead, and only people are alive. To put it lightly, who would Li Muzhi listen to so easily?
Absolutely impossible.
He, Li Muzhi, can step on corpses to get to the top, and he can also pull down the big boss with his heart. This guy can do it. Several lieutenant generals have displeasure on their faces, but it is difficult to speak out directly.
, it’s boring.
However, Monk Shang was extremely calm. There was a trace of pride in his eyes, and he thought to himself: Even if I fall in love with someone, it doesn't mean I don't hold grudges. Li Muzhi, you are such a villain, you have done this.
These words were the last straw for Li Muzhi. Even though Li Muzhi still holds the position of Acting Director of the Secret Service, he is still the director of an MSS bureau to the outside world.
Discussions on the China-Myanmar Railway in Changsha are still ongoing, and the expert team has also arrived at this time.
The big bosses of the South China Railway Bureau were all proud, and thought to themselves: At this time, they must come to us to ask for help. Who can win or not win this achievement? Now there is still room for building railways. Who else can we build railways besides our bureau?
Less money, more money, it's that simple.
However, the people at the venue were not fools. The experts put it together and put on a show. They first said that the road was far away and difficult to build, and that the terrain was complex and the cost was too high. Then they talked about the ecological environment, human settlements and culture...
It's all his bullshit.
After a while, Huang Silang suddenly returned to the conference hall. As soon as he appeared, the faces of many young people who arrived later changed.
Several princelings from the capital asked in a low voice: "The weasel is actually here too?"
Two young women cursed in their hearts: This weasel is really worthless. He wants to snatch just a little bit of broth, and the appearance of eating it is too ugly.
They cursed like this, but they forgot that their eating appearance was not much better.
Huang Silang's expression remained normal, and Liu Yuanzhen came in behind him. When Lao Sun saw it, he nodded, and Liu Yuanzhen was there making gestures to Lao Sun.
Old Sun was stunned and looked at Huang Silang. Huang Silang picked up the phone, typed a row of words, and handed it to Old Sun. After seeing it, Old Sun frowned slightly, then also typed a row of words and handed it to Huang Silang.
Huang Silang thought for a while and nodded.
After a while, Niu Sanlu stood in the corridor with seven or eight bodyguards. For a moment, the atmosphere outside became a little strange.
Lao Sun, on the other hand, stood up suddenly and left without making any sound of footsteps.
He had an extraordinary temperament and walked silently, which attracted the attention of many people. However, after he left, several young people whispered to each other.
Lao Sun came out of the corridor and said to Niu Sanlu: "Sanlu, Master, it's not safe here. Please wake up."
"Mr. Sun, in this case, where are you going?"
Niu Sanlu asked a little strangely.
Lao Sun untied his Jiangnan Hanfu. The coat was black with a white short lapel inside. He put the black coat on Niu Sanlu's hand and said, "I'll come as soon as I go. Please be careful here."
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Brother Niu Sange nodded, and then said seriously: "Don't worry, Mr. Sun, I promise you will be fine."
He patted his chest, obviously getting more motivated.
Lao Sun nodded and walked out slowly, but at this time a group of bodyguards came up the stairs. These people were all miscellaneous, each with their own quirks. A few people from Niu Sanlu were here, but they didn't say anything. Lao Sun stood on the tip of a fireman
Licking the box, he was ejected like a swallow.
Then he took a step in mid-air, staggered his feet, and when he fell, he licked the smooth wall twice in a row.
There was a snap, and it seemed like there was no sound when it hit the ground.
Sun's fallen leaf legs in Beijing are as fast as lightning at every turn, and as quiet as a dragon or a python.
With a whooshing sound, Lao Sun suddenly slipped into the passage between the two buildings and disappeared after a while.
The bodyguards fell down when they heard something at first. They looked around, but found nothing. Their faces looked very depressed and strange.