Chapter 580: Destitute (2)

Across the ocean.

"Bang!"

A big fat hand slapped heavily on the projection screen, and a cold and hoarse voice sounded: "According to the news I just received, that Zhao Xinglan from Huaguo went out to participate in a social drinking party, and his current location is on a cruise ship in the open sea. ”

In the dimly lit room, more than a dozen men with sharp eyes and majestic breath sat or stood, and everyone's attention was focused on the large projection screen in the middle, which was the scene of the large sea area around the coastal city of the eastern continent of Asia, which was relayed through the satellites in space.

Now the head of the Xinglan Group, the youngest Nobel Prize winner, and the new richest man in the world, has become a key target in the intelligence systems of Western countries, and his every move is followed by their informants.

Although Zhao Xinglan is particularly concerned about his own safety, it is impossible for him to stay in the headquarters all the time without going out, and as long as some informants do not deliberately act hostilely, if they simply watch from a distance, they will not attract the special attention of the reconnaissance divisions.

Therefore, the news that Zhao Xinglan went out to participate in the social drinking party did not take long for these bigwigs of the United States intelligence system to know.

"What do you think?" asked Admiral Grauzi quietly.

"I think this is a very rare opportunity for us, isn't it?"

The eyes of many big people flashed, and they all thought about it in their hearts. The huge "Ocean Oasis" cruise ship is located in the high seas at the moment, so if something goes wrong, there is no need to worry about causing too many international disputes, after taking action. The aftermath is relatively easy to deal with.

"Gentlemen, do not forget that the protective force around her is not weak, but on the contrary very strong, so even if we decide to take some kind of action, we must be careful and not negligent in the slightest!" said Admiral Graeuzi.

"Of course, I don't deny that. ”

A gray-haired high-ranking official knocked on the table and said quietly: "We don't have any competent manpower available on that ship, but there is currently a Virginia-class nuclear submarine that happens to be not far from that sea area, so it is the best tool to carry out the mission, as long as you fire a few torpedoes at that big ship from a distance, you are done!"

Admiral Graud frowned and said, "There are too many Chinese people on that boat, as well as some citizens of other countries, if you really do this, the negative impact will be very large, huh...... All of you know what that means. ”

Such a giant cruise ship, the guests on it, together with the waiters, security guards and all kinds of logistics personnel, add up to several thousand people, equivalent to all the passengers of more than 20 large civil airliners, if they are really all buried at the bottom of the sea, it will be an even more amazing maritime disaster than the Titanic back then.

What's more, most of the guests attending the reception are either rich or noble, and they are all elites of the Chinese upper class, and if there is a mistake, the impact in all aspects is too great, and the angry Chinese government will inevitably take corresponding retaliatory measures afterwards.

"General, I can understand your concerns,"

A burly man with a slightly dark complexion said, "Under normal circumstances, we would not be able to consider this option, after all, it would bring extraordinary trouble, or disaster, to the United States. ”

"But this Zhao Xinglan has already caused too much damage to the interests of the United States, and if we don't do anything, the United States will lose more benefits in the future because of her, so ...... We're going to have to think about it!"

“……”

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On the cruise,

The ball in the card slot slowed down slowly, and finally stopped at 24, which was exactly the number Olas bet on.

He looked at the dazzling and brilliant oriental beauty opposite, and his heart was full of depression and helplessness. It stands to reason that I have played this a lot in the past and have a lot of experience, so I should have a great advantage over a novice like Zhao Xinglan.

But I never thought that every time this beautiful president made a move, she would always be luckier than everyone present, so she naturally took away a large number of chips.

The gambling continued, and Masahiko Miyazawa's luck began to decline, and there was not a single number in four consecutive rounds, and Wang Yinjie next to him turned pale, knowing that he also exchanged a lot of chips for this master as a gift.

However, Li Cangyun's luck is relatively normal, and he has basically maintained a balanced situation of winning and losing since the opening, which makes him secretly happy.

In the next more than ten rounds, Zhao Xinglan won a big victory, and the chips in front of him were piled up more and more, making the eyelids of the people in the entire private room jump when they saw it.

So far, the game has won or lost more than a billion dollars, and the vast majority of the chips have gone to the stunning beauty who turned everyone upside down. Even in the past, it was relatively rare to have bets of this level.

"Thank you for your generosity, but people are disrespectful. Zhao Xinglan looked at Qin Yuanjun with a smile and helped her collect another wave of chips.

Miyazawa Masahiko's face became more and more embarrassed, his eyes were terrifying, the plate beside him was already empty, and in less than an hour, the hundreds of millions of chips exchanged had been completely lost.

"What? Isn't Mr. Miyazawa going to keep playing?"

Zhao Xinglan gently stroked the hair on the side of her sideburns, her beautiful figure was upright, her beautiful eyes were as bright as the stars staring at each other, and she exhaled like a lan: "Or is it that Mr. is shy in his pocket and can no longer sustain it?"

There was a hint of spiritual charm in her delicate and beautiful voice, which made Miyazawa Masahiko's face instantly flush, his blood surged, and the only reason in his brain quickly disappeared.

Li Cangyun had already seen that Goddess Lan did not have a good impression of this chaebol young master from Fusang, so she made a mending slap lightly: "If Mr. Miyazawa doesn't have enough economic strength, then there's no need to waste everyone's time here!"

This guy's face was quietly covered with a layer of black gas, took out a black card, gritted his teeth and said to the maid next to him: "Two billion chips, I don't believe that I will continue to lose!"

"Well, that's good!" Zhao Xinglan said with a smile.

Masahiko Miyazawa smiled reservedly and said, "When the gambling game is over, I want to invite the beautiful Miss Zhao Xinglan to dinner, I wonder if you will appreciate it?"

"Yes, as long as you win the most, people will come with you tonight!" Zhao Xinglan blinked her beautiful eyes and threw him a meaningful look.

Qin Yuanjun glanced at him suspiciously, and then looked at the goddess sister beside him, instinctively feeling that this guy's ending would not be so optimistic. Those who dare to calculate the goddess's sister, it seems that no one can take advantage.

Within a few minutes, a group of maids walked in with twenty stacks full of chips. There was also a team of well-trained security guards who came to maintain order, and even the casino manager rushed to the scene in case of a possible emergency. After all, the scale of this gamble is unprecedented.

So everyone started again, perhaps because of the abundant chips, several of them all increased the stakes, that Olas smashed out 20 million chips at once, Li Cangyun was the same, Zhao Xinglan and Miyazawa Masahiko each gave 30 million.

The ball moved unhurriedly, and each change of position tugged at the nerves of everyone present. Ji Meng, who was sitting on the other side of Zhao Xinglan, nervously tugged at the corner of her skirt, this girl had never seen such an amazing gamble in her life.

Zhao Xinglan, whose face was calm, no longer kept her hand, her beautiful eyes were focused, and as time passed, the chips gradually gathered in her hand.

An hour later, more than ninety percent of the chips were stacked in front of Zhao Xinglan, and the plate in Miyazawa's hand was clean and slippery again, cleaner than a dog had licked!

The young lord of Fusang's chaebol had a defeated face, and he bit his lower lip tightly and said nothing.

(End of chapter)