Chapter 833: Cleanup

Zhang Chen can block media coverage through administrative power, but the impact of this incident is real.

If in the past, Zhang Chen only had a certain popularity in a specific range and a specific industry, but now, Zhang Chen's fame has broken through the industry restrictions for the first time and has become one of the celebrities in the secular sense.

Just like the father of Li Renma in later generations, no matter what industry people are, they all know that Xiangjiangfu is Li Ren, and Taobao boss is Ma's father.

Now, as long as people who are not too lonely and unheard, they have begun to know that today's Chinese rich is a young man who is not yet 20 years old.

Zhang Ailing once said that it is necessary to become famous as soon as possible, and if you come too late, the happiness will not be so happy.

At the age of less than twenty, Zhang Chen has become one of the world's top richest people, and it sounds like nothing could be happier.

But in fact, Zhang Ailing, who said this, was alone in her later years, living alone, and even found out a week after her death because of the rotting and smelly corpse.

Myanmar, Shan State.

I knew that this kid was so rich, he should have ignored 3721 and gave him a vote! Zhang Ziqiang slapped the newspaper in his hand on the coffee table, and he was furious.

Zhang Chen's rebirth not only affected the fate of the people around him, Zhang Ziqiang, who should have been arrested at the beginning of the year, is still alive outside.

Hu Jishu, who looked like a dog-headed military advisor, said slowly: "What are you doing? How do you do it? It's not that you haven't beaten people's ideas, and you have at least three cars and seven or eight bodyguards everywhere. You have also seen that other people's Mercedes are bulletproof. Thanks to you, now these rich people go out in this way, last month we wanted to get He Hongsheng's vote, but we also missed, I want to say. Forget it, stop for a while, and wait for them to let their guard down before starting.

Moreover, now that it is back, there are many more police patrolling the streets than before, and it is not so easy to get started.

Zhang Ziqiang, who was wearing a vest, cursed a few words, and suddenly remembered something: By the way, what does the woman who drove his F55O have to do with him?

Hu Jishu said casually: At most, it is a mistress or a relative or something, we have followed it a few times, and the woman works in Li Ren's company, and she seems to have a good relationship with Li Ren's Ma Zi Zou Kaixuan.

Hu Jishu looked at Zhang Ziqiang, showing a squinting expression: What? Do you want to do something to her? It's good, even if you can't get money, it's not bad to let the brothers have fun.

Zhang Ziqiang kicked Hu Jishu, and scolded in his mouth: Damn, haven't you seen a woman?

Hu Jishu smacked his lips and said: I just like this kind of strong woman, and it tastes good when you do it. Big tycoon, if you want me to say, don't save Ye Jihuan, he didn't do anything, we shared 100 million from his family last time, which is enough to be worthy of him.

Zhang Ziqiang was furious: "Bastard! The most important thing is the word 'letter', if I promise to save him, I will save him! If I don't save him, where will I put Zhang Ziqiang's face? We came to Shan State just to buy explosives, let me tell you, if you dare to drag Lao Tzu back, Lao Tzu will kill you now!

Hu Jishu's eyes flickered: But it's too dangerous to blow up a prison, right?

Zhang Ziqiang glanced at Hu Jishu with disdain: Call you a bat mouse, you are really a rat-eyed, you just said that it is much more difficult to attack the rich now than before, do you think I don't know? I am knocking on the mountain and shaking the tiger! If we win this vote and blow up the Stanley Prison, who else in the rich people in Xiangjiang is not afraid of me Zhang Ziqiang? I want them to know that if I want to get them, it will be useless for them to find more bodyguards! When the time comes, we will not have to bother to do these things at all, as long as we collect their protection money on time. Let all the rich people in Xiangjiang work for us, understand?

Hu Jishu didn't graduate from junior high school, but he was a little smart, and when he heard Zhang Ziqiang say this, he really didn't think of any flaws.

Let all the rich people in Xiangjiang work for themselves, think about it, it's really a little exciting!

Big tycoon, why hasn't the seller come yet? Didn't you say that it was ten o'clock in the evening? It's already nine fifty-five, why is there no news at all? Hu Jishu looked at his watch and said restlessly.

Zhang Ziqiang groaned for a moment and picked up the walkie-talkie: Mouse, mouse, how are you over there? Is there any movement?

Although Zhang Ziqiang is arrogant, he has been able to run rampant in Xiangjiang for so many years without being arrested, and his sense of self-protection is naturally very strong. The place he chose for delivery was a hilltop villa, which was said to be a villa, but in fact it was a group of wooden houses on a larger scale, and he set up a ten-meter-high lookout post and sent his most capable general, Chen Zihao, to garrison the lookout post, and as soon as something was wrong, he could get the news immediately, so that he could prepare to counterattack or escape.

shouted twice, but never got a reply from Chen Zihao, Zhang Ziqiang's face changed, he bounced up from the sand, picked up an AK from his side, and yelled at Hu Jishu: Copy guy, go quickly!

After that, Zhang Ziqiang pulled his legs and ran to the back door, where there is a path to go down the mountain, and there is a car under the mountain that is answering, as long as he runs down this small hill at an altitude of more than 100 meters, no matter what happens, he is safe.

As soon as Zhang Ziqiang arrived at the door, he heard the sound of broken glass, he immediately made a decision, quickly pressed the light switch at the door, and immediately lay on the ground and crawled.

The room was dark, Zhang Ziqiang held his breath, and he didn't dare to make a sound.

In the darkness, there was a rustling sound, and Zhang Ziqiang could feel that someone had entered the room, and there was more than one person.

Who was it? Who carried out the attack? Why did he set up seven secret posts outside, but there was no news at all? Could they all be solved?

No, it's impossible, it's too difficult, even if you don't have this certainty, is there an inner ghost?

In an instant, countless thoughts flashed through Zhang Ziqiang's mind, and cold sweat trickled down.

For the first time in years, he really felt the threat of death.

Hu Jishu was already frightened stupid, kept trembling, turned around and ran out, just ran a step, a burst of gunfire and fire came, Hu Jishu screamed miserably, and fell to the ground.

The place where Hu Jishu died was less than half a meter away from Zhang Ziqiang, and Zhang Ziqiang could even vaguely see Hu Jishu's twitching fingers.

Zhang Ziqiang gritted his teeth, flashed to the wall, picked up the AK and swept it in the direction where the firelight came from.

The thirty bullets in the magazine were swept away in only a second or two, Zhang Ziqiang quickly turned around and wanted to flash back to cover to change the magazine, when suddenly his chest was numb, and a huge force knocked him to the ground. Immediately after, a few gunshots were heard.

was shot, Zhang Ziqiang just had this consciousness, and was about to shout and surrender, but he didn't make any sound.

Two people in Area E, cleaned up.

All areas are cleared and nothing is missing, yiver.

With a snap, the indoor lights came on, Zhang Ziqiang's vision had begun to blur, and he could only vaguely see two men taking off the black hoods on their heads, and one of the obviously younger men pouted and said dissatisfiedly: What century thief, isn't this just a group of rabble, it's not as difficult as the exercise. Brother Liu, can you not give me this kind of work next time?

What more difficulty do you want? The man known as Brother Liu took off his hood, and it was Liu Jinlong. We are military contractors, and all operations must be safe first, not thrilling. Who told you to shoot early today? Go back and be locked up for three hours!

A rabble?

the rabble

of the multitude

numerous

Start cleaning up, and after ten minutes, retreat on time!

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