The Gulfstream business jet that took off from Shigang Air Force Airport was painted in civilian colors and the cabin was luxuriously decorated. Here Liu Ziguang met Hu Qingsong, whom he had not seen for a long time.
"Xiao Hu, I bought a new plane again, and my business is doing well." Liu Ziguang complimented maliciously.
"Don't worry, you are trying to get me started on this matter. The plane is rented and I can hardly eat."
"Come on, you've probably made tens of millions in agency fees alone."
Talking about this, Hu Qingsong even sighed: "Some people dug holes, some planted trees, some watered and some fertilized. As a result, fruits grew. Those who dug holes, planted trees, watered and fertilized all stood aside and stood idly by.
I picked a bag of fruits, what do you think this is?"
Liu Ziguang said: "They also charged the tree planter with a crime and arrested him in the Yamen."
Hu Qingsong smiled: "Originally, we still had a few sips of soup to drink. After Mr. Ye left, the food of these people became more and more ugly. The Ma family's investment company used the state's money to practice their skills on Wall Street. Once the tuition was paid,
Billions of billions, or US dollars, their old man is anxious, no matter how rich he is, he can't stand up to this kind of wasteful method, so Ma Fengfeng urgently needs to achieve a few results to silence the old man. You also know that these domestic monopoly industries are all
It's controlled by each family, and everyone gets what they want. It's not okay to get over the limit. After all, we are the best to blackmail you, so... you know."
"I'm sorry to involve you in this," Liu Ziguang said.
Hu Qingsong waved his hand: "They bully people too much. A gentleman loves money in the right way, and this is not the way to make money. I made some money as an engineering agency and consultant in Sissadamoa, but you also know that this kind of
Things depend entirely on connections. People who can't be reached by eight poles come to share the pie. The consumption level in the capital is very high. A meal costs tens of thousands. When I go to a club, hundreds of thousands are gone. I even use it for soup.
Drink with a small spoon. I have been to Africa several times. I have also experienced bullets and bullets. Without credit, there is always hard work... Forget it, it makes me look like Mrs. Xianglin. How are you? I heard
You made Lao Tan so angry."
As he spoke, he looked back at Shangguan Jin, who was sleeping soundly under a blanket at the rear of the cabin, and whispered: "Anyway, she belongs to Lao Tan, and she was injured, so it's not appropriate to have her with her."
Liu Ziguang said: "I just need someone from the other camp to be a witness, and she is the most suitable."
Just as he was talking, Zhao Hui came over from the cockpit and said: "The information from the Chek Lap Kok Air Control Center said that the reported destination of Thorpe and Ma Fengfeng's private plane was Sydney. We arrived about fifteen minutes later than them to provide support.
The forces have already taken off from China and are traveling on civil airliners, including an intelligence team and an assault team, all of which are fresh troops. It will be a long journey, so everyone should get some sleep."
Flying is very boring. Zhang Baiqiang and Chu Xiangdong sat on the large aviation seats and kept wiping the weapons in their hands. Since the plane took off from the Shigang Barracks of the Air Force in Hong Kong, there was no security check problem at a civilian airport.
The MP5K submachine gun was dismantled into parts and every bullet was polished.
The situation in Western Saddamoa became increasingly unclear. Jose, the Vice Minister of Foreign Affairs, refused the appointment as ambassador to Cuba, resigned to form his own party, and launched a democratic movement, demanding that the interim government hand over to the people.
The power and political situation were so turbulent that Zhang Baiqiang and Chu Xiangdong couldn't help but want to quit. They first went to England to find the remains of Crow, and then sent the ashes of Lu Hai and Crow to Taiwan and Hong Kong respectively. The Chinese people are very particular about returning to their roots when the leaves fall, and it is not always good to stay in a foreign country.
That's what happened.
When setting up a tombstone for Crow, I met an old friend from back then, Bucktooth Wolf. This guy seemed to be having a hard time getting along. They were all heroes who lived by licking blood from their knives. The three of them hit it off and decided to do another big job in Hong Kong.
One by one, I encountered Ruan Xiong hiring murderers to kill people, and he happened to find them. As a result, Ruan Xiong's head on his neck became the buck-toothed wolf's surrender certificate, which was extremely unjust.
The plane was flying over the vast sea, and everyone was drowsy. Suddenly, the pilot came out of the cockpit, walked to Zhao Hui and whispered something. Zhao Hui lifted the blanket and walked into the cockpit. After a while, he came back.
Liu Ziguang also called over.
"Their plane deviated from the route." Zhao Hui's finger drew a line on the chart and pointed to Singapore, "I wonder what they are doing?"
"They are playing hide and seek with us." Liu Ziguang held his chin and sneered, "The so-called Sydney is just a false shot. Their final destination may not be Singapore. There is no way to hide people in a place with a big nose."
"Cunning guy, as soon as they change places, all the preparations I made will be in vain." Zhao Hui gritted his teeth.
"Don't you have a backup plan?" Liu Ziguang asked curiously.
Zhao Hui spread his hands and said: "No, it's just that the two groups have put in a lot of effort."
"So, it only depends on a few of us."
…
At Singapore Changi International Airport, two private planes landed one after another. Thorpe, Ma Fengfeng, Zou Wenzhong and others passed through the customs through the VIP channel. An imposing middle-aged man was waiting for them in the VIP room. When Thorpe appeared, he went up to greet him warmly.
Hug, and then shake hands with Ma Fengfeng and others, speaking Mandarin with a southern Fujian flavor that makes people feel more cordial: "Welcome to Singapore."
Thorpe introduced: "This is my old friend, William O., son of the Singapore shipping king."
Everyone was in awe, and William politely handed everyone his business card. After some greetings, the two parties left the airport. William prepared five black Mercedes-Benz S600 cars for them, and drove to the private yacht in Keppel Bay, Singapore, with double flashes all the way.
pier.
William's boat is a 62.5-meter-long large luxury yacht. Its milky white paint, gleaming teak floor and shiny copper parts give it a strong aristocratic atmosphere. William changed it when he was in the car.
He put on sailing clothes, a white big-brimmed hat, a snow-white short-sleeved shirt that was spotless, and the four golden horizontal bars on the black shoulder straps showed his identity as a captain.
"William once sailed a sailing ship from Singapore to New Zealand alone. He is also qualified as the first mate of a 10,000-ton ship. Gentlemen, please don't be surprised, because he is the son of a shipping king." Thorp patted William's hand with a slight exaggeration.
Flattery.
William was very excited and led the guests aboard the yacht to visit the cockpit, guest rooms, restaurants, saunas, swimming pools, as well as motorboats, surfboards, paragliders, etc. placed at the stern.
Although Ma Fengfeng also bought a yacht and threw it in Qinhuangdao, he didn't play with it very much. Listening to William's eloquent introduction, he couldn't help but feel a little irritated. He came all the way from Hong Kong thousands of miles away. Could it be that he wanted to play sailing with this playboy?
Not successful?
Zou Wenzhong noticed Ma Fengfeng's displeasure and whispered: "Fengzi, pay attention to your emotions."
"What kind of plane are those fucking foreign devils flying? One moment they talk about Hong Kong, another moment they talk about Sydney, and now they change it to Singapore. If he dares to change places again, I won't play anymore." Ma Fengfeng snorted coldly.
However, Ma Fengfeng's mood soon changed from cloudy to sunny, because there were a group of beauties in bikinis on William's yacht, from Asia, Africa and Latin America. They were all beautiful women from Asia, Africa and Latin America, and they were on a sunny yacht. Young Ma, who was also a playboy, was very excited.
The unhappiness was all forgotten.
…
The plane on which Liu Ziguang and others were traveling also landed at Changi Airport. Singapore is a communist country with a long history. It is impossible to seek support from local intelligence agencies. Even the firearms on the plane cannot be taken off, let alone trace Thorpe and others.
The person's whereabouts are missing.
The preset eavesdropping devices in Thorpe and Ma Fengfeng's planes came in handy. The small business jets were all arranged on the same apron. Their planes were only a short distance away from Thorp's plane. The eavesdropping devices were activated.
After using the radio transmission device, all the on-board recordings were received within a few seconds. Although there was not much dialogue, Zhao Hui still captured the key words.
"William O, Thorpe's local contact in Singapore is him."
Entering William O's name into the computer, his name is indeed in the database.
Ou Jinlong, whose English name is William, is originally from Chaozhou and is the fifth son of Singaporean shipping tycoon Ou Jiashang. He is 40 years old this year. After the shipping tycoon died of illness, the Ou family fell into a protracted property battle. It is still in litigation proceedings for the control of Ou family.
The two parties are Ou Jinlong and Ou Liwei, the eldest granddaughter of the legal heir to the shipping king.
"I found a treasure. Ou Liwei and you have known each other for a long time." Zhao Hui patted Liu Ziguang on the shoulder.
…
The Oujia Consortium is the largest shipping group in Southeast Asia. The founder Ou Jiashang grew from penniless to a millionaire, relying on the strong perseverance and flexible thinking of the Chaozhou people. But it was the shipping king who really carried forward the consortium and made it as rich as the country.
His eldest son, Ou Jinsong, unfortunately died in a car accident four years ago. He died young. The old shipwreck had no choice but to drag his illness back out and persist for a few more years, and finally passed away at the age of ninety.
In the office on the highest floor of Ou's Building, group chairman Ou Liwei was reading the latest shipping index analysis. The secretary walked in and said: "Uncle Wu picked up some guests at the airport and took them out to sea."
"I know." Ou Liwei said without raising her head. Fifth uncle Ou Jinlong was the scum of the family, a standard playboy. He had shown a ferocious face since his grandfather passed away. In order to fight for the family property, he did not hesitate to use assassins to kill his own relatives.
My niece, Olivier, was assassinated after bidding for the Heart of Asia rough jadeite in Hong Kong. It was written by my fifth uncle. When my grandfather was still alive, she was in danger twice, once on a yacht in the Strait of Malacca, and once as a volunteer in Afghanistan.
When I was trying to kill someone, I was lucky that every time I was lucky, I was lucky. Now that I think about it carefully, I am afraid that Uncle Wu was behind it.
Olivia inherited her grandfather's perseverance and her father's kind character. She did not choose to fight tooth for tooth or eye for eye, but strengthened her own security level and closely monitored her fifth uncle's actions. Of course, her patience was also
There is a limit. If Uncle Wu doesn't step back from the cliff, Olivia will naturally not be polite.
The secretary stood still, and Olivia raised her head and asked, "Is there anything else?"
"There are several guests from China in the hall who must see you."
"Not now. There will be a meeting with the shipyard representatives in ten minutes. Let them make an appointment."
"But... they mentioned White Swan and Afghanistan."
Olivia immediately picked up the mouse, clicked on the security system monitoring screen on her computer, glanced at the guests in the lobby downstairs, and said, "Cancel the arrangement in ten minutes and invite the guests downstairs to the VIP room."