Fang Chen?

Whether it is Oliver, who has just gotten up from the ground with tenacious perseverance, or everyone around him, they are no strangers to this name that is often on Soros's lips and almost ear-to-ear.

But they never thought that such a terrifying scene just now would be done by the big boy with a young face and a reputation for his business talents.

The two seem a little too incompatible, right?

Oliver just wanted to open his mouth to ask why Soros thought that Fang Chen had done this, but in an instant, it was as if an electric current was coming, as if it was overpowered, and he couldn't help but feel excited.

He forgot, really forgot that Fang Chen was not just an ordinary big businessman, a big tycoon, but had a lot of Russian retired special soldiers under his command, as well as a large number of weapons and equipment, similar to the Civil War period, those big slave owners with full martial virtues, and a powerful existence like the emperor of the soil.

No, Fang Chen is more powerful than those big slave owners, who don't have absolute elites like the former KGB and Grul special forces in their hands, all they have are a group of serfs who can just pick up a strawfork.

It's just that Fang Chen's low-key style on weekdays, or just doing business with them, uses commercial means, which makes him ignore this.

And now that Fang Chen suddenly revealed the tip of this iceberg, he realized that what kind of terrifying existence was what kind of power was being on his opponent, it was not a little sheep that had always been harmless to humans and animals, but a wolf with fangs!

For a moment, Oliver's body trembled uncontrollably, and he now felt that he had been shrouded in the shadow of death.

He didn't dare to imagine that the package he was holding in his arms before contained a real bomb if it wasn't a gift flower that reduced the amount of medicine, but a real bomb, and even if the amount of medicine was not reduced, I am afraid that there would not even be a piece of his intact flesh and blood in this world.

Or if the letter didn't mention that there was a bomb in Mr. Soros's toilet and wasn't just intended to warn them, then Mr. Soros should now be one with the flying and broken glass.

Obviously, Fang Chen just wanted to warn them, otherwise, why would he give him that letter, and why did he let the bomb explode just after he brought Mr. Soros out.

He didn't think that the time he brought Soros out happened to be a full ten minutes.

In terms of this coincidence, he felt that someone must have secretly manipulated it.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that this was the case, because his package also exploded just when he got it.

If no one controls it, I'm afraid no fool will believe it.

Soros looked at the mess in front of him with a gloomy face, but he was also a little scared in his heart at this time, he really didn't expect Fang Chen to give him such a trick directly!

Although he has also participated in many things to subvert state power over the years, it is really the first time that he has directly faced the threat of death like now.

And what made him even more ashamed was that he knew that this was just a warning from Fang Chen, and it was impossible for Fang Chen to dare to really kill him, but deep down in his heart, he couldn't help but be afraid.

The explosion just now left a huge shadow of death on him, making him realize that he was so close to death, and his life could be taken away so easily.

This was a feeling he had never felt before, and although he had faced German death threats as a Jew as a child, he was fortunate to have a wise father.

The father arranged false identification documents and hiding places for all family members, as well as some other Jews, so that most of the family members were spared.

He then went on to study at the London School of Economics, where he studied with Nobel laureate James Edward and world-renowned philosopher Carl Pope. After stepping into the financial industry, I was like a fish in water, and I never felt that there was anything that was a huge threat to me.

Especially since the seventies, he began to serve the United States, and even more so after sowing the seeds of democracy and freedom around the world.

As for this kind of death threat, he had never encountered it, even if he had done anything excessive.

To put it mildly, even if the opposition movements he supported failed, he could still swagger away with the gift of pinching his nose from the other ruler.

Integrating the three identities of the transnational big bourgeoisie, the Jewish bourgeoisie, and the financial bourgeoisie, who dares to touch him?

If the other party attacks him, he will immediately be sanctioned by the United States, the financial world, and even the entire bourgeoisie.

For him, failure is already the biggest punishment for him.

"Call Rudskoi and tell him that I want to take revenge on Fang Chen, and take revenge on the humiliation and fright I have suffered! And check for me, mobilize all the forces that can be mobilized to find out to me how many inner ghosts Fang Chen has planted around me!" Soros glanced at the cluttered room, and said in a sharp voice.

He must not be able to swallow this breath!

The humiliation he has suffered now, no! humiliation! He will definitely return everything to Fang Chen without losing a penny!

However, after all, this is not the United States, let alone a small country in Africa, South America, or even Southeast Asia, his power here is really weak, and if he wants to take revenge on Fang Chen, he must rely on the power of Rudskoi.

And before that, he had to get rid of the ghosts around him.

Although he had not been aware of the existence of an inner ghost before, and FBI and CIA agents had helped him screen the people around him, he could put laxatives in his coffee cup, put bombs in his toilet, and accurately control the time of the explosion, if he didn't have internal ghosts around him, he didn't believe it.

At this time, he once again felt that his face was hot and painful from Fang Chen's pumping, it turned out that his every move was actually under Fang Chen's control.

He really felt like a pretentious mouse in a transparent glass cover, and Fang Chen was an old cat lying on the glass cover, watching his every move.

After saying this, Soros turned around and walked towards the other rooms, as the owner of this hotel, he had already requisitioned this floor.

However, he didn't look for another presidential suite this time, but found a relatively simple business suite and walked in, he didn't want to fall into Fang Chen's control again.

But as soon as he entered the house, Soros, who looked around vigilantly, suddenly found that an arrow feather appeared on the back of the sofa in the living room, and the arrow was deeply inserted into the back of the sofa with a piece of paper.

Soros couldn't help but gasp, feeling his scalp tingle, as if a biting cold wind was blowing directly into the back of his head.

There is no doubt that this is also Fang Chen's masterpiece, and he is really afraid of something, he was afraid of being controlled by Fang Chen just now, so he chose an ordinary business suite.

But the arrow feather in front of him was simply a merciless mockery to him!

Laugh at him, no matter how much the mouse struggles, it will not be able to escape the cat's grasp!

Taking a deep breath, Soros said, "Go and get this piece of paper, and check this room, especially under the sofa and in it, if there is anything that shouldn't be hidden!"

The head of his bodyguards nodded, and he was ready to go over to check in person, what happened today was also a great humiliation for him.

But just as he was moving, Soros suddenly said again: "Check all the rooms on this floor, no, all the rooms in this hotel, and as for those rooms that already have guests living in, refund the room fee and let them all get out!"

Although he himself knew that this seemed to be a bit of fanfare, if Fang Chen really planned to kill him, he would not be able to escape from the previous wave, and he would already be dead.

But if he didn't do this, he would be really uneasy, and Fang Chen's series of actions really scared him completely.

The subordinates hurriedly responded, and then subconsciously turned their heads to find Oliver, after all, these things are usually done by Oliver commanding them.

But after looking around, he didn't see Oliver, and then he remembered that poor Oliver had found a random room to wash the stains on his body.

Within two minutes, the bodyguards had dismembered the entire sofa, and the other bodyguards who had searched the floor returned, telling Soros that the backrests of the sofas in the other rooms were identical with arrows and paper on the backs of the sofas.

For a moment, Soros himself didn't know whether he should feel happy or afraid.

Fortunately, Fang Chen didn't really plan as he thought, and mastered all his thoughts, otherwise how could he prepare such a set of things in all the rooms.

And the fear is also because of this, this result proves that Fang Chen should have more inner ghosts arranged by his side than he imagined.

After the inspection, the head of the bodyguard took the piece of paper that Soros had been expecting, but he didn't hand it to him directly, but said: "Mr. Soros, I'll take this paper and check it, so as not to have any toxins on it, and then show it to you." ”

Hearing this, Soros glanced at the head of the bodyguard impatiently, and said angrily: "What kind of toxin can this have, if Fang Chen really wanted to kill me, I would have ...... it a long time ago."

But having said that, Soros's half-outstretched hand stopped before it touched the paper.

He hesitated for a few seconds with a very ugly face, and then waved his hand and motioned for the head of the bodyguard to go and check.

Although he was confident in his own judgment, in the face of today's shocks again and again, he really lost the courage to take risks.

What if, Fang Chen really frantically poisoned the paper?

Especially what about the kind of chronic poison that is incurable, but has a slow onset?

After all, his death from chronic poisoning was much less affected than death from an explosion.

It didn't take long for the head of the bodyguard to come over with the piece of paper and tell him: "Mr. Soros, this is an ordinary piece of paper, without any virus, you can watch it with confidence." ”

Soros nodded with a heavy face, and took the paper he had been waiting for for about ten minutes.

"Mr. Soros, you are not well-known, and you must have thought about who I represent, and I would like to warn you on behalf of my dear boss, please do not try to raise the price of the Pounds Will's acquisition warrant. If you raise it again, even if it's just a dollar of voucher purchase price, then what happened today will happen to you again! And it won't happen then, it's just a warning like today, and I hope you will cooperate. Seriously, I hope you can thank my dear boss, after all, you are still alive to read this letter because of his kindness......"

Before he finished reading the contents of the paper, Soros was furious, and slapped the paper on the coffee table with a loud bang!

He was so angry that he trembled all over, and he deceived people too much!

He thought that it was Fang Chen who planned all this, but this letter told him that all this planning, all his terrified behind-the-scenes main messengers, was just one of Fang Chen's subordinates!

Being teased by Fang Chen as a rat had already made him angry, but in fact he was a subordinate, how could he not be angry!

And he read from that letter with extreme contempt, his life was so worthless in the other person's mouth, as if he could take it at any time if the other party wanted to!

Even if he is alive now, he has to thank Fang Chen!

It was such a bully, he had never felt any humiliation in his life, and today he felt it several times.

Seriously, if Fang Chen and his damn subordinate appeared in front of him now, he would definitely eat them alive, and at worst hang them!

After a while, Oliver, who had finished taking a shower, appeared in front of Soros.

Seeing that Soros didn't mean to ask him, Oliver still reported everything that happened to Soros in 1510.

"Anyway, Oliver would have to thank you for saving me this time, if you hadn't crushed me underneath me......"

Thinking of Oliver's flying appearance before, Soros couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth, and the hand that slapped Oliver's shoulder also subconsciously retracted.

Who knows if Oliver has washed it or not.

And at this moment, suddenly the phone on the coffee table rang, and after the secretary answered, he said to Soros: "It's President Rudskoi." ”

Hearing this, Soros snatched the telephone from his secretary's hand as if he had met a relative.

No matter what the cost, he must let Rudskoi help him give this breath.

After a simple greeting and condolences, Soros said bluntly: "President Rudskoi, you must avenge me for this revenge." ”

But who knows, after hearing this, Rudskoi's voice on the other end of the phone suddenly stopped and fell silent.

Feeling this deathly silence, the message that had been transmitted behind this silence, Soros was stunned.