The red-haired woman gritted her teeth and said, "In the Middle Ages, our Round Table Mutual Aid Group was also a branch of the Holy Religion, and later the leader turned against the Pope of the Holy Sect at that time, and then broke away from the Holy Religion. Of course, in order to break away from the Holy Religion, the members of the Mutual Aid Group were almost wiped out by the Holy Religion at that time, and it was not until the end of the last century, funded by a mysterious organization, that we slowly recovered. She seemed to have determined that the Li Huiyou in front of her was not the enemy she was looking for, and it seemed that this young man, whose face was more delicate than that of an ordinary woman, had already formed some kind of bad relationship with the Holy Sect.

When George heard about the Round Table Mutual Aid Group, he was slightly stunned, and then came up and asked with a surprised face, "Are you the descendants of the Knights of the Round Table?"

The red-haired woman's eyes were slightly red: "Elena is a descendant of Geraint, Jacques's ancestor is Gawain, and Lily is a descendant of Percival." ”

"What about you?" George looked curiously at the red-haired girl, who must have Asian blood in her veins.

"When Elena adopted me, she said I was a descendant of Lancelot, but for as long as I can remember, I have been begging on the streets, and it was Elena and Jacques who adopted me and Lily. ”

"You think you are the descendants of the Knights of the Round Table in the branch of Celtic mythology?" George laughed, the Frenchman laughed as some kind of arrogant joke to British mythology that he thought was the legitimate blood of Europe, but he seemed interested in the mixed-race red-haired girl, "You have good kung fu, who taught you?"

"A Chinese. The red-haired woman seemed reluctant to dwell too much on the subject.

"This cute and stubborn girl, may I ask Fang ...... name?"

"I ...... I...... My name is Joan of Arc. The red-haired woman blushed and slurred, as if she was ashamed to use the name of the saint in French history.

Li Huiyou smiled faintly and picked up the dagger and leather whip on the ground: "This knife is very sharp, but if you don't use it well, you will hurt yourself." As for this whip, I suggest you go back and add some hook barbs, and if you must use it again, apply poison to the thorns. ”

Joan of Arc was dumbfounded, and the young man in front of him, whose smile was brighter than the sun, actually had a more vicious mind than Judas.

Li Huiyou smiled: "I also have a suggestion, with your current ability, you still don't face that legendary cardinal archbishop alone, otherwise your fate will probably not be much better than the two who adopted you." He didn't like to talk, but in the face of such a persistent woman, he still wanted to persuade him, at least from the information he had collected so far, the red-clothed coat of the Holy Sect was not below him.

came quietly, but left generously from the main entrance. Seeing off Joan of Arc, George was still intoxicated: "If it's in Paris, I'll have to sleep with her!"

Li Huiyou couldn't cry or laugh: "When will you get rid of your problem of thinking with your lower body?"

George said generously: "Master, you have all said the ancient Chinese saying, and you have sex for color! From the perspective of Western psychology, this is also called following the call of your heart. ”

In this regard, Li Huiyou, an apprentice who eats both men and women, seems to have no taboos, and Li Huiyou did not particularly restrain him, so he smiled and returned to the topic: "Is there any movement over there?"

"No, that guy is as quiet as a hibernating bear. George picked up the coffee pot on the table, poured himself a cup of coffee, took a big sip without sugar or milk, and let the bitterness and aroma linger between his tongue and teeth, he enjoyed the sensation.

Li Huiyou nodded: "It's time to throw the bait." ”

"Oh?" said George, who was immediately interested, "now?"

"It's a big fish. Li Huiyou replied unquestioned.

"On the Interpol Red Notice, this guy is ranked seventeenth. Master, are we short of money? The bounty for catching this guy is only $500,000. George seemed to be extremely puzzled as to why Li Huiyou was willing to spend so much time on a wanted red notice and use his rare rest time to do the things of city hunters, which seemed to George to be a bit overkill.

Li Huiyou picked up a stack of materials on the table: "Before Cheng, the former president of Huaxia Petroleum, he used his position to amass more than five billion US dollars during his tenure. Before fleeing, he transferred his assets to a shell company registered in the Cayman Islands, and later transferred his assets to Singapore in batches via Iceland and New Zealand. This house was bought in the name of one of his lovers when he was still a senior executive in a state-owned enterprise, and now he does not come to live in it twice a year. ”

"Five billion dollars?" George was not greedy for money, but he couldn't help but swallow when he heard this huge amount, "Even if it is converted into euros, it will be billions!"

Li Huiyou said with a smile: "In fact, the five billion he took should not have all gone into his personal assets, and more than half should have gone into the hands of some people with special status." ”

George rolled his eyes: "That's why I'm not willing to continue to work for those politicians in the 'pool'." I'm a patriot, but not a tool of these politicians!"

Li Huiyou nodded and said: "Just look at the only two billion US dollars left, and the problem of operating funds of our Southeast Asian branch can be solved, at least in recent years, there is no need to worry about the above withdrawal is too small." ”

George laughed: "Your agents are so honest, when we were in the 'swimming pool', we encountered problems such as money, so we moved to the safe house in case of emergency." It's hard to understand what kind of discipline you have!"

Li Huiyou smiled, and it seemed a little difficult to explain to the guy in the capitalist society who was clamoring for natural human rights what it meant to be dedicated to the public and die with all his might, so he simply stopped dwelling on this issue: "The biggest problem with a person like Cheng Qian is greed, he has a lot of cash in his hand now, but he doesn't know where to invest, or where to invest safely." Therefore, during this time, I let you slowly approach him, this kind of fugitive person is generally very vigilant, and it is not easy to gain his trust. ”

"Master, you are still powerful, you found a few people to pretend to be the underworld, and scared that guy to the point of urine, I rescued him again, and sure enough, I dispelled some of his doubts. It's just that now he only told me that he was a small supermarket owner, and took me to the small supermarket he ran, and the business was not bad, if I hadn't read this material, I really wouldn't have guessed that this guy turned out to be a huge greed!" George's Chinese became more and more smooth, but he spent a short time in Sichuan a while ago, and during this time his accent never had a strong hot pot flavor. I

"I can't bear to let the child catch the wolf, but fortunately, the Southeast Asian stock market has been very good recently, so you continue to pretend to be your stockbroker and give him some sweetness from time to time. As for the source of the stock, my brother and sister will send it from New York every day, and you can draw a gourd and tell Cheng Qian to listen to it. ”

Less than five kilometers from the center of Lorton, there is a small supermarket on the street with few customers, but the lean owner does not seem to be worried, reclining on a comfortable recliner and flipping through the photos on his phone. The photo is a teenage girl, and the boss was a little stunned, so he fled the country in a hurry and didn't have time to say goodbye to his daughter. For the country that gave birth to him and raised him, his only concern is his daughter who is still in high school, as for the yellow-faced woman, he has even forgotten the appearance of the other party, but a few lovers in China, and in the dead of night he can still recall their passion in bed from time to time #Coquette.

"Hey, Lao Cheng!" the blonde guy appeared at the door of the small supermarket again and greeted him warmly.

"Coming?" Cheng Qian got up from the recliner enthusiastically, he had no relatives or friends in Singapore, and now he finally had someone to talk to, although he was a foreigner, but this young man's Mandarin was good, and more importantly, he felt that no matter what happened to this young Frenchman, he could not be a person sent from China. "What kind of seafood do you want to eat today? There is a hairy crab that has just arrived, June yellow, which is very popular in China!" "The small supermarket also sells seafood goods by the way, and it is also a best-selling in the surrounding area.

George laughed, "The stock is going up today, I have to treat myself, the hairy crabs are all packed, and some geoduck, you know, I like to eat raw seafood." ”

Cheng Qian's heart moved, and he asked with a smile: "Ouch, this is making a lot of money?"

"It's not a lot of money, it's a little pocket money!" George lowered his voice mysteriously, "I helped my friend invest 500,000 yuan a while ago, and he promised to share it with me fifty-fifty, how much do you guess that 500,000 yuan is today?"

Cheng Qianhu suspiciously compared a six-and-six gesture: "600,000?" He felt that a 20 percent return was already a short-term investment with high returns.

George whispered, "Wrong! It's a million! I made 250,000 in one go, and I can't get some seafood to treat myself?"

The degree of brightness lit up: "Yes, yes, yes, it's time to treat yourself! Xiao Wang, pack the hairy crab, and get one today!"

George's happy expression made the eyes of the lean Boss Cheng glow. George also looked at this unseemly guy with his spare eyes, and sneered in his heart.

Finally, at the moment when George left, Cheng Qian suddenly came up: "Brother George, I also have a spare amount of money here, why don't you help me take care of it?" The profit is the same as your friend, fifty-fifty share!"

George pretended to be embarrassed: "Cheng, it's not that I don't want to help you, this ...... It's really risky...... If I don't, I'll lose my qualification as a stockbroker. ”

Cheng Qian gritted his teeth and said, "In this way, you are six and I are four." ”

George still refused to let go, and Cheng Qian gritted his teeth: "You are seven and I am three!"

George pretended to sacrifice himself to accompany the gentleman's righteousness: "That's okay, since we are friends, we still have to help." But we have to sign a contract privately, otherwise I'm afraid I won't be able to say it at that time. I don't know how much money you want to invest?"

Cheng Qian raised a finger: "Not much, that's all!"

"One hundred thousand?" George pretended to be a little disdainful.

Sure enough, when Cheng Qian saw George's expression, he was very proud: "Guess again!"

"A million?"

Cheng Qian continued to shake his head.

"Ten million?"

Cheng Qian patted George's shoulder: "Brother George, this is my hard-earned money, I can't lose it!"

George pretended to be very happy: "Since it is such a large batch of funds, Sanqi is not very suitable, so let's divide it into fifty or fifty!"

Cheng Qian was stunned for a moment, and secretly muttered in his heart whether this foreigner was stupid in reading, and he didn't earn ready-made money.

Money is just a number to him these days, but who would think it's too much?