On the third day after the emergency meeting at the "Ciyun Temple" ancient temple, Song Xinrui, No. 1 of the "Pengxiang Business Committee" flew from Pengcheng to Bangkok, the capital of Thailand. The person in charge of the "Jungle Iron Triangle" was waiting to meet with him in Bangkok.
At 22:07 before midnight, the first flight arrived at Bangkok Pekko International Airport.
There was a black car parked outside the airport. Three gunmen walked towards No. 1. The big man walking in front was the leader of No. 1's guard. They arrived a few hours earlier than No. 1.
"President, everything is normal." The big man said softly to Song Xinrui.
"OK."
Song Xinrui nodded slightly and looked around. He was wearing a Canadian wide-brimmed soft hat, a pair of photochromic glasses on the bridge of his nose, and a pair of small eyes shining with a fierce light like a cobra. The big man raised his hand and escorted him under the car door.
After getting into the car, the others quickly got in. The car then sped away towards the city.
Half an hour later, the black car entered Bangkok.
Bangkok is known as the "Venice of the East", with several rivers meandering through it, boats with ridges, frequent freight, and floating markets everywhere.
The urban area is full of tall buildings, the streets are wide, and the flowers blooming along the roads are colorful and colorful.
The black car passed Wangjiatian Square, drove through Sampin Street where the largest number of Chinese people live, and arrived at the Bangkok Ambassador Hotel on Sokan Et Road.
The Guobin Hotel is a leader among modern hotels in Bangkok, with more than a thousand comfortable guest rooms, 25 restaurants that cater to tourists from all over the world, a well-equipped indoor sports field, and a plantation covering an area of 20 acres.
The botanical garden is full of exotic trees, precious flowers and plants, hundreds of species of ornamental fish and thousands of birds, making people feel like they are in a big garden.
Guard leader Bi Sichuan accompanied No. 1 into the Guobin Hotel, followed by two gunmen carrying suitcases, and walked straight into the glass viewing elevator.
The three gunmen sent No. 1 to the luxurious guest room reserved for him - Suite 1588 on the 15th floor.
"Okay, you guys go out, I want to take a rest."
"Yes, President." Bi Sichuan nodded.
Signaling the gunmen to put down their suitcases, he gently closed the door and exited.
Song Xinrui walked to the wine cabinet, glanced at it, opened the wine cabinet, poured a glass of French brandy to her mouth and drank it in one gulp. Then she changed into a set of clothes, took out the flat safe, and called the escort gunman in the next room.
, left the room with the safe and locked the door.
The three gunmen followed No. 1 by taking the elevator down to the lobby on the ground floor and exiting the Ambassador Hotel. One of the gunmen drove out a black car from the underground garage, and the group quickly got in the car and drove straight towards Thonburi.
Song Xinrui's personal visit to Bangkok this time marks that the super storm action plan determined at the "Ciyun Temple" secret meeting he held urgently not long ago has quietly begun to be implemented.
Song Yiqiang, chairman of the Honest Pawn Company in Daocheng, was taken over by Xiong Yuanju and Wang Wei before the opening ceremony. The company changed its name and property changed owners, which became the long-standing secret relationship between the Pengxiang Business Committee and the Xiong Kingdom in Daocheng.
The battle suddenly turned into an assassination.
In other words, it was this accident that caused the two sides to fall into a quagmire and a huge commercial smuggling deadlock.
Even if it is not for his nephew Song Yiqiang, but only for the reputation of the "Pengxiang Business Committee" and his own huge economic crisis, Song Xinrui and the so-called "Pengxiang Business Committee" under his underground leadership must formulate a plan to implement this crazy retaliation as soon as possible.
Action plan. Otherwise, there would be no life-and-death underground smuggling business competition, no bloody fights and death traps.
The suitcase in No. 1's hand contained a death list for the "Super Assassination Team". Wang Wei was honored to be listed by No. 1 on the list of top people who must be killed in the "Super Storm Operation Plan".
Xiong Yuanju is a known powerful enemy.
And Wang Wei is an unknown! In the eyes of Song Xinrui and the other six mysterious committee members, Wang Wei's potential threat to the "Pengxiang Business Committee" is even greater than that of the Xiong Kingdom, which has huge wealth.
To put it bluntly, if the special soldier Wang Wei is not eliminated first, all subsequent plans will inevitably fail.
As for Wang Wei, the new bodyguard next to Xiong Yuanju, the chairman of Daxiong Group, where did he come from and how did he get it? The information obtained through various channels seems to be inconsistent, which makes this person even more mysterious, powerful and terrifying.
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Therefore————
In order to achieve ultimate success in causing direct economic losses to the Xiong Kingdom, or a devastating blow to the Xiong Kingdom, the positions of Xiong Yuanju and Wang Wei were significantly adjusted in the "Super Storm Action Plan":
Target 1: Wang Wei!
Target 2: Xiong Yuanju!
Target 3: Fairy Xiong!
The only purpose of the "Pengxiang Business Committee" No. 1 trip is to find the next agent - an agent for the implementation of the "Super Storm Action Plan" as soon as possible.
The so-called "Pengxiang Business Committee" entrenched in Pengcheng has been prospering in underground business for decades and is notorious. It has gone through numerous national economic development zone crackdowns on gangs. The reason why it has been able to do something and endure for a long time is indeed
It has its own merits. Its number one, Song Xinrui, has always been known as "Mr. Li" to the outside world.
Over the past few decades, the underworld business has grown bigger and bigger. Hundreds of billions of national assets have flowed into the organization's treasury unnoticed through various secret agencies. After being laundered, they have become official assets and can be openly invested.
The company and other fields continue to grow bigger and stronger, becoming an omnipotent existence.
Whether it is No. 1 Song Xinrui or No. 2 to No. 7, they all have a public rank, identity and position.
And everyone is the owner of all the underworld assets, the seven largest "shareholders".
Faced with the huge real threat suddenly caused by Xiong Yuanju, the chairman of the "Xiong Kingdom", spending millions to get rid of Xiong Yuanju and Wang Wei is just a drop in the bucket. It is a normal business worth trying.
Once successful, the benefits are unlimited, and if unfortunately you fail, you can still make a second or third attempt and in-depth cooperation until the final goal is achieved, and finally achieve the complete success of the "Super Storm Action Plan".
Even if there is a leak in this huge wet job, the authorities will not directly trace it to them.
The "Pengxiang Business Committee" can continue to do their legitimate business in the sun-drenched Pengcheng as openly as before.
The agent the police are looking for is not so easy to find!
An hour later, they arrived in Thonburi.
After the car stopped, it was dark all around, with only a few dim lights coming from a nearby street.
The black car parked quietly for a while, and no one got out.
A few minutes later, the car door opened silently. The guards closed their eyes and carried the flat safe. The other two gunmen escorted No. 1, who slowly came down from the other car door, and walked towards the Bangkok Port pier outside Thonburi.
Bangkok Port is the largest deep-water port terminal in Thailand. It is very busy all year round, with giant sea ships and large speedboats coming in and out day and night.
They came to the vicinity of the customs building, peeked for a moment, and after making sure that no one was following them, they walked towards Pier 7 calmly.
The lights of Pier 7 are like daylight, several giant cranes are swinging back and forth, porters are busy, and countless ships are docked on the shore.
Song Xinrui opened his eyes wide, and it took him a while to find the extremely inconspicuous small-tonnage old cargo ship "Baslik" on the seaside far away from the dock.
He took out his cigarette and used the lighter to make a signal.
Snap, flash!
Snap, flash!
Snap, flash!
Later, a sailor got off the old cargo ship, jumped off the platform in large strides, and walked up to him.
The dim light illuminated this sailor, who was about 27 or 28 years old, with a dark face, a tall build, and sharp eyes. He looked up and down at No. 1 and the three gunners behind him. After about a minute, he shook his head.
Put them on an old cargo ship.
When Song Xinrui and the four of them walked to the front deck, several sailors suddenly appeared from behind the anchor chain pile, holding Soviet-style "AK-47" assault rifles. One of them was a fat sailor in his forties, with a full face.
Wrinkled like an ugly old woman, with a wide and big flat nose, and countless pockmarks on her flesh, she didn't say a word, just stared at No. 1 Song Xinrui.
Song Xinrui smiled slightly: "Friend."
The snub-nosed sailor showed a hint of disdain, nodded, and silently took the flat safe from Bi Sichuan, the leader of the guard next to him.
The other two sailors quickly and unceremoniously searched their bodies, unloaded the gunman's guns, and signaled them not to move.
Flat Nose took No. 1 to the captain's cabin alone.