George didn't talk nonsense, glanced at the information that Wang Feng gave him about the boss of the killer group, Wuji, and called it all up, and then asked how much it was?

Wang Feng nodded, but George scolded, Isn't there a discount for old friends? I have not only done business with you for the first time, and it takes 500,000 to kill a person?

There was silence for a while, and a figure of 450,000 was typed. George's beard trembled, Wang Feng smiled and grabbed him, Okay, my old friend, it's not too expensive to kill a person for 500,000, not to mention that he is still the boss of the killer group?

I see that most of him has already made a big discount on your face, it's still 500,000, don't break the rules of others, maybe cooperate in the future.

George stopped talking, and typed a line: I'll give you half a million dollars, you bastard, my friend is much more generous than you, and don't forget that you still owe me a box of fine cigars when you were picking up girls in Mexico!

George knew Octopus's account, and Wang Feng immediately called him 250,000 US dollars, and he also used one of his overseas pseudonymous accounts, also to ensure safety. Although theoretically, this octopus will never be stupid enough to be found by Interpol, but it is better to sail carefully for 10,000 years.

The people of those killer groups were locked up, Ma Shuyuan went to talk to them every day, Wang Feng knew that he was fighting those people's ideas again, it seems that he really needs a person who does ideological work full-time, but such people are really hard to find, fierce generals are easy to get, and strategists are hard to find.

The mercenaries were all "escorted" to a port in a certain country, and all of them were released, in order to apologize, Wang Feng gave each of them 10,000 US dollars for the journey, mainly for George's face, in fact, this favor was also done for George. Of course, the weapons were also handed back to them, and what Wang Feng did was already very authentic, of course, it was also for George's sake.

He trusted George, but he didn't trust these people, so he simply sent things away. George said that he wanted to live on this island for a few days, he liked it here, Wang Feng could see it.

The island's landscape is also polarized, with tranquil beaches, clear blue waters, stunning sunsets, romantic coconut palms and of course, George's favorite beer.

On one side are the well-guarded barracks, iron-blooded soldiers, the mysterious Ministry of Information, the fortified fortress, the endless twists and turns of the underground passages, and of course, George's old friends. This is the reason why he likes this island, Wang Feng basically has no defense against him, and he has always been sincere to his friend Wang Feng.

George knows the rules, he intends to stay, but before deciding to stay, his range of activities is very limited, just live in a villa on the beach, bask in the sun every day, or use a homemade surfboard to surf, or follow Hong Shun, who likes to fish, they go out to sea to fish and net, and live a leisurely and happy life.

As the sun sets, it's the most enchanting time of the day on the island, where Wang Feng and George sit on a chaise longue made of palm fronds and sip a cold beer.

George said, "I heard that you are married, Wang?" Wang Feng nodded: "Yes, we also have a daughter." "Oh my God, king, you have everything. ”

George raised his hands exaggeratedly and said, "Then why don't you accompany your wife and children, what are you doing on this small island?" Wang Feng said: "I haven't avenged my brothers, and I can't enjoy life with peace of mind if I don't finish all this." ”

George understood, he knew what happened to Wang Feng and his brothers, although it was a conspiracy, but the power that could almost kill them, he didn't need to ask how powerful it was. Wang Feng's road to revenge is bound to be arduous and long, and the most difficult thing is that now they don't know who is behind the scenes.

Then it is understandable that Wang Feng is doing all this, he is cultivating his strength and waiting for the decisive battle of revenge. For some reason, George thought the later that day came, the better.

"Well, let's go together, Wang, they are also my friends. George said. Wang Feng was silent for a long time, stretched out his hand, the two shook hands tightly, and everything was silent. "But before that you can introduce your wife to me, and your daughter, in fact, I have never been to your country, and it is a beautiful place in my heart, right? ”

Wang Feng smiled: "Of course, my friend, where is the most beautiful place in the world, I officially invite you to my motherland and my home as a guest." ”

George laughed happily: "If it is really as you say, maybe in the future I will marry a beautiful Chinese girl and live there until I am old." Wang Feng smiled: "Our girls there don't like your big beard, my God, you look like you're sixty years old." ”

George wondered, "Why don't your girls like beards, it's very manly, and all girls like beards." ”

Wang Feng smiled: "No, my dear George, they just don't like your beard. ”

Wuji never thought that he would have such a depressed time, and the reason why he was depressed was just that he was an enemy of a small security company far away in Huaxia Kingdom.

A young man named Wang Feng, who led the company at the beginning, gave him a lot of ugliness and made him lose a lot of face with customers. In the killer company, credibility is absolutely supreme, although he managed to settle this matter and control the development of the situation well, but he always has a grudge against Wang Feng.

Especially after he knew that Wang Feng was a very dangerous guy, and he couldn't figure out the details of him, he felt the need to get rid of him, firstly, to eliminate his heart disease, save a little face, and secondly, to consolidate the company's reputation.

After all, they are a killer group, and in this world of the jungle, they are at the top of the food chain, and their authority is not to be challenged or questioned.

He knew that his killer group was not strong enough to do whatever he wanted in Huaxia, and to be honest, he didn't dare to send an assassination team to Haicheng to find Wang Feng again, so he could only collude with pirates to attack the escort team of Galaxy Company, trying to kill or kidnap a few North Stars, but he was met with strong resistance.

That's not all, Wang Feng quickly launched a revenge and wiped out the pirates' lair. He was afraid, but he felt even more that it was necessary to put Wang Feng to death.

So he hired twenty excellent mercenaries, and mobilized more than eighty elites to attack the island on a large scale, in his opinion, no matter how good Wang Feng was, it was impossible to resist this attack. Because although Wang Feng occupied the island at that time, the island was just a rabble of pirates with extremely weak combat effectiveness.

And this time, he sent the elite of the group and an elite mercenary army armed to the teeth, no matter what, it was impossible to pick up Wang Feng and his people.

The result was a big surprise to him, the operation was a fiasco, the attacking armed men were almost completely wiped out, only three people escaped back or jumped into the sea from the small boat that was sunk by *, and desperately swam back to the boat to barely pick up a life.

Wuji was really scared this time, and he had a hunch that Wang Feng would definitely come to take revenge on him, although he felt that he would never have anything happen to his old nest, but he still took great precautions. He even sent someone to contact the customs and air traffic control people, in short, anyone from Huaxia, especially Haicheng, would not escape his grasp.

At the same time, he also closely monitored the sea area of the island, and once he found any movement in Wang Feng, he would report it immediately, and I have to say that he had made very active and perfect precautions.

The fishing boats that monitored sent back reports every day, saying that Wang Feng was still on the island and had not left, because they had gone to Malacca after their freighter returned to the port of Haicheng, and they should still be in Mumbai, so they were very sure.

Despite this, Wuji did not let his guard down, he was accompanied by six bodyguards at all times, the more the killer group, the more he had to guard against the attack of the killer, Wuji knew that there must be many people who wanted his own life, after all, he also wanted a lot of other people's lives.

Of course, it is the safest in the lair, and the defense here is almost comparable to that of the Indonesian presidential palace. Today he is going to meet with a man named Purang, the son of a gang boss in Thailand, this boss is an old acquaintance of Wuji, he is ready to retire, before abdicating, he hopes that his son will have the ability to take over his whole business.

So now he has handed over a lot of things in the gang to his son Purang to deal with, and this time he came to negotiate an assassination business with Wuji, and by the way, he also visited Wuji, because they will definitely have a lot of opportunities to cooperate in the future.

Prang was about thirty years old, with a mustache and curly hair, a pair of vintage toad glasses, a large chain of pure gold around his neck, three jade rings on his fingers, and a designer dress. A bit cynical and frivolous, he doesn't look like a gang boss but a swinger.

Wuji thought to himself that this was really a weasel mouse, and one generation was not as good as the next. There are a lot of Chinese in Indonesia, so he is deeply influenced by Chinese culture, and he still knows a little bit about the Chinese language.

It's really that this guy is a little too out of tune, like a big monkey, he hasn't sat well since he came in, and he stood up for a while to see his wine cabinet hidden wine, and then said that the stone Buddha in his cabinet collection was fake, and he didn't have a serious word, how could such a person be the boss?

Wuji couldn't help but shake his head secretly. But for the sake of his father and his possible position in the future, Wuji was still very polite to him, and even took out his own collection of Cuban cigars to entertain him.

Praun expertly cut off the cigarette holder, took out a golden lighter and lit it by himself, just took a puff and snorted, snuffed out the cigar, coughed exaggeratedly twice, stretched out a finger and shook it: "What kind of garbage is this? Shit! It's not a cigar at all, it's shit, I even smoked the smell of shit, oh my gosh." ”

He expressed regret for his taste in Wuji, shook his head and took out two cigars from his body and put them on the table, saying, "My respected Mr. Wuji, try it, this is the real cigar." ”

Wuji smiled, picked up one and put it under his nose and smelled it, sure enough, the taste was very mellow, the Prang couldn't wait to pick up the other one and put it to his mouth to light it, took a deep breath, spit out a thick smoke, and said with a smile: "This is the real fine cigar, how about it, my dear Mr. Wuji, I am a connoisseur, I can taste it." He looked up and laughed as he spoke.