July 9, 2015 NewsAlaska News:

"A man broke into a house and killed people, seized the original owner's farm, and imprisoned two women in an attempt to extort money. After arousing the suspicion of neighbors, the police search was met with fierce resistance, and both sides exchanged fire, and one policeman was injured. The man was shot in the chest and died. Before he died, he claimed to be a thief in Europe, and he was suspected of having mental problems. This suspicion was confirmed by the two women who were rescued, saying that the man had been asking them to hand over the treasure, and that they had only come to the area for tourism and had never seen him. I made a few random phone calls to my friends, and my friends thought they had drunk too much......"

As for number 3527, well, when he returned to his home in Anchorage, he found a folded envelope in the mailbox as usual. Inside is the key to a sports club storage bin.

He didn't have to look to know what was in the storage box—ten thousand dollars, ten dollars, one hundred, rolled into several small rolls and placed in paper bags.

Deep down, 3527 actually has some doubts about his work.

He has a police officer card, which is the kind of 'legal identity' that can be found on the police department's intranet. But the person who recruited him told him that he was in the secret service. The scope of work in the future is to safeguard national security......

After coming out, there is no need to talk about the assassination mission without a beginning or an end. But when he deals with something a little more complicated, he gets paid money. In addition, it is a cash or overseas account transfer. Of course, it was also remitted to his overseas account. There is not the slightest trace of it in the country.

There has never been a word in the organization about this.

3527 is a smart man, and a fool can't do this at all.

He vaguely guessed that he might not just be assigned by one upline. It seems that there are many people who give themselves tasks. These people ask for different things, but they are all about killing people or solving troubles. There is only one thing in common -- it must never be exposed! Nothing he has done can see the light of day!

As long as this is guaranteed, then even if something goes wrong, there is still a way out, retreat to work overseas.

3527 is a smart man, he never does much. So, fools can't do this......

In New York, Tang Wen is looking at the house again. Lately, his women have been busy. Bai Qing was not in New York, and Helen and Nangong Caiwei were busy cooperating with Tang Tang to digest the large amount of dollars he earned. Zhou Xiaoyu and Xu Na studied managing companies while taking classes at Columbia University. In short, they can't come back for lunch.

He was left alone and had nothing to do, and when he saw so many potential points, he felt that he was saving, so he couldn't help it, and held the computer at home to do foreign exchange for a few days.

As a result, he made an average of $370 million a day. It was cool for a while, but looking at more than a billion dollars lying quietly on the newly opened account, it seemed to be very lonely. Looking at the small house of more than 200 square meters and worth more than 30 million US dollars, Helen, where she lives now, thought for three seconds and decided to buy a house. So I called myself the manager of Amex - Dave.

I don't know since when, Tang Wen has become Dave's super platinum customer. It also meant that Amex Bank was making a lot of money from him and his women.

"Hello, Dear Mr. Tang. What can you do for you?" Dave's mouth couldn't contain a smile.

"Well, I want to buy a house in New York. Tang Wen's answer naturally not only did not disappoint him, but on the contrary, often shocked him: "Is there a $1 billion house in New York?"

Dave moved the microphone a little farther away in confusion, wondering if he had heard something. After a pause for a few seconds, he took a deep breath before he said with extra difficulty, "I'm sorry, Mr. Tang." No, as far as I know, it's not that expensive. ”

"Well, that's the case. You can help me see what fancy apartments are near my location. Tang Wen, who was bored and wanted to make a big news, suddenly lacked interest.

"I don't know what you're asking for?"

Tang Wen had a hole in his mind: "Of course it's going to be fast, and, um" He glanced at Gao Bofuss on his wrist, it was almost twelve o'clock. Then he yelled and said, "My girlfriends get off work at five o'clock, I have to surprise them!"

Dave's heart attack was about to occur, and he clutched his chest for a long time without speaking.

Tang Wen urged: "So, the location is closer to where I live now." Eh, you check if there is a house for sale in this building I'm in. And where I'm staying? It's in Central Park, McHattan. Hurry up and check ......"

Dave's phone didn't even hang up, and the newly completed 432 Park Ave came to mind, the second tallest building in New York. It has a height of 432 meters and a total of 95 floors. The third tallest in the United States, one floor per household, needless to say about size and privacy! The most important thing is that the gimmicky top floor, the 95-story penthouse with a view of the plane, is on sale today! This penthouse has 6 bedrooms and 7 bathrooms. Sq. ft. 8,255 sq. ft......

Speaking of this, Dave immediately changed his words when he thought of something: "That is, more than seven hundred and sixty square meters." Of course, it sells for ......"

"Go to the tmd price! Immediately, immediately, contact its property! Tell them, I want it. Give me the address, and I'll rush over now. "Hear 432 meters, aerial view of the aircraft. With a panoramic view of the night view of New York, Tang Wen couldn't bear it in his heart. He must know whether the air at the top is good or not! As for money, hehehe......

The distance between the two houses is much closer than Tang Wen imagined.

It's only a dozen minutes away by car.

432 Park Ave, located on the southeast side of Central Park, you don't have to go up, you can feel its domineering when you stand underneath!

"That's it!" Tang Wen wore cropped denim shorts, a green sleeveless cardigan, and a pair of flip-flops that Xu Na bought for $3.99 when he went to Chinatown, and his clothes added up to less than thirty dollars. But he strode with two bodyguards, Shi Shiran, to the lobby on the first floor of 432 Park Ave.

At this time, an orange Lamborghini Gallardo rushed to the front of the building at an extremely windy speed. caused passers-by to curse, followed by two police cars with flashing police lights.

Tang Wen stopped curiously. Unexpectedly, I saw a somewhat familiar chubby figure, squeezing out of the butterfly door with some difficulty. Panting and running in front of him. It's Dave.

"What are you?"

Dave reached out and straightened his hair, resuming the style of an English butler, and bowed slightly. He spoke in a subdued British accent: "Dear Mr. Tang, according to your request, I came as fast as I could!"

"Oh~ Well done!"

Before the New York patrol approached, Tang Wen's white bodyguard stepped forward and sent the two directly. There are three more speeding orders in hand.

"Mr. Tang, please!"

Dave entered through the revolving door and beckoned the staff inside to open the closed front door for Tang Wen. Tang Wen was full of smiles, and he was very impressed by his performance. I think this person is really a talent, if he was born in the ancient times of my Heavenly Empire, he endured the pain and gave himself a knife, and he would definitely be able to make a career!