Chapter 611: Step by step

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"Wang Qian, it seems that the rats have entered the nest. ”

Looking at the dense red dots on the virtual display screen of the communication terminal, Yuan Ba said with some eagerness.

"Hmm!" After nodding, Wang Qian nodded at the communication terminal, "Zhao Tian, how are you doing over there?"

"Just like you, it's full of rats!"

"Remember the boss's explanation, you just need to take the gold away, don't get into trouble!"

"Don't worry. I will not disobey my boss's orders. However, your situation is much more complicated than mine. Don't ruin your boss's plan. ”

Wang Qian smiled, "When did you see me make a mistake!"

"Haha, that's good! I'll see you when the mission is done. ”

"Hmm!"

As soon as the communication terminal was cut off, the mobile phone in the hand of Yuan Ba next to him rang.

"It's Yuriko Koike!"

After leaning over and glancing at the caller ID, Wang Qian nodded, turned around and gave the ghost gate and the black guard next to him a silent gesture, and Yuan Ba pressed the answer button.

"Hey, is that you? I've got the gold you want!"

"Very well, Ms. Koike, now you drive the car with gold to *** in Chiyoda Ward! Remember, don't play tricks! Or don't blame us for being ruthless!"

When the words fell, Yuan Ba didn't give the other party a chance to return the favor, and hung up the phone directly.

In the middle, the two sides contacted each other three more times, until the other party drove the small truck loaded with gold to the pier on the outskirts of Tokyo that Wang Qian had designated.

"They're coming!"

Looking at the many red dots on the virtual display screen of the communication terminal, slowly approaching the abandoned building where he was, Wang Qian nodded, and gave the ghost gate and the black guard who were holding small arms next to him a 'ready to fire' gesture.

"Zhao Tian, how are you there?"

Zhao Tian, who was standing in the floating 'Iron Ox Transport Truck', held a Barrett anti-materiel sniper rifle and pointed to the driving position of a seemingly ordinary Toyota sedan fifty meters behind the truck carrying gold below.

"I'm going to go. But this broken spear is really not as good as my bow and arrow!" he said, waving his hand, and soon the control system inside the 'Iron Ox Transporter' opened a door in front of him. In addition to him, there were also cyborg men with sniper rifles in other positions of the Iron Ox Transporter aiming at the convoy below.

"Don't think about your bow and arrows. Quickly pack up the police in the back and bring the gold back. ”

"Don't worry!"

When the words fell, Zhao Tian cut off the contact, and the expression on his face gradually became cold.

"Smack...!"

In the dark night, distant gunshots sounded like a loud signal, followed by crisp gunshots like fried beans rang out in the air one after another.

At the same time, police cars not far away burst into flames like festive fireworks. This was followed by a muffled explosion of thunder.

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"Minister, minister, no!"

Looking at his subordinates who ran over in a panic, a trace of fear inexplicably appeared in Murakami's heart.

"Smack!"

After Akiichi Murakami, who was in a bad mood, slapped his young subordinate in the face, he said angrily: "Calm down, what's wrong?"

Afraid of Murakami's authority, his subordinates, who did not dare to fight back despite the anger in their hearts, covered their faces and whispered: "I just received a call from Captain Ueki, they were stubbornly blocked by the robbers, suffered heavy casualties, and the gold was robbed!"

"What......?!"

"Smack...!"

Before Akira Murakami, who was full of anger, could inquire about the more detailed situation, he heard a crisp gunshot from the direction of the chemical plant in the darkness ahead, and in the blink of an eye, the gunshots rang out one after another. Obviously, the police who had entered the abandoned factory had already engaged the robbers!

"Damn, who let them shoot!"

Akira Murakami, whose plans were completely disrupted, could no longer maintain peace.

The policeman who saw the fate of the young colleague just now inevitably lowered his head after being beaten. No one wants to touch Murakami's mold. just used the corner of his eye to look at the thunderous Murakami with caution and disdain, and all kinds of complaints and slanders in his heart.

"Yuriko Koike's call!" said Yuan.

Wang Qian didn't even look at it, "Put it away, now she's useless." ”

Yuan Ba nodded, looked at the seemingly fierce gunfight outside, and pursed his lips disdainfully, "These Japanese have really poor marksmanship, it seems that the boss can't use the 'human body repair solution' that we have prepared." ”

"Japan is now just a colony of the Yankees. How much strength can the colonial army have if it lacks the spirit of dedication to the country?" Wang Qian shook his head with the same disdain, "Okay, it's almost time, bring Ichiro Yasumoto and those substitutes for the dead from Sumiyoshikai." ”

Yuan Ba nodded, beckoned a few cyborgs, and brought up a dozen hooded people from under the abandoned building. Among them, in addition to the middle-aged people who were bloodstained and embarrassed. Most of the rest were cleanly dressed, and from the exposed skin, they were all smooth and slippery, and it was clear that they were very well maintained these days.

Looking at these people, Wang Qian waved his hand, and the cyborgs of the Ghost Gate and the Black Guard took them to different positions. After making all the preparations, Wang Qian waved his hand with a cold expression, and with a burst of gunshots, these Sumiyoshikai gangsters who bullied men and women and did all the evil things fell to the ground.

"Set up the scene and prepare to retreat!"

The Onimon and the Black Guard nodded, wiped the fingerprints of the Japanese police guns and special forces that they had specially found in their hands, and then pressed the fingerprints of these Sumiyoshikai elements, and at the same time left the guns in their hands, posing as if they had been killed.

"Yuanba, wake him up!"

Motoba, who nodded, pinched Ichiro Yasumoto's man, but did not take off his hood. It didn't take long for this Japanese upper-class figure who had been tortured for three days to finally wake up.

Seeing this, Wang Qian gave Yuan Ba and the other people from the Ghost Gate and the Black Guard a gesture. The group was divided into two groups, one group suppressed the Japanese police and special forces who surrounded them outside, and the other group left behind a series of mixed and anxious Japanese.

"I can't stand it!"

"The gold is here, retreat!"

"What about the hostages?"

"Leave the hostages alone, as long as there is gold, President Shimada will forgive us, let's go!"

As soon as the words fell, Wang Qian beckoned, and more than a dozen members of Yuanba, the Ghost Gate and the Black Guard strode towards the prepared escape route, their footsteps sounding a little messy, but this was exactly the result they deliberately pretended.

Then, they drove the car prepared in advance, broke out of the police encirclement, and disappeared into the night.

In an instant, in addition to the dead corpses, only Ichiro Amoto, who had been frightened for three days, shivered in the wind.

……

In mid-April, Taoyuan Mountain Resort has already revealed too many traces of spring, and the scenery of early warblers and red willows has also attracted more and more tourists. Moreover, after two years of word-of-mouth fermentation, the daily number of visitors to Taoyuan Mountain Resort today has exceeded 50,000. All this makes Wang Zheng have every reason to be excited.

"It seems that we are much more attractive to foreigners here than before?"

Wang Zheng, who was walking around the 'Three Mountains Lake' in the Central Valley, was a little surprised to see more guests of other colors than usual from the bustling tourists around him.

"I'm afraid that's thanks to economic magazines such as Forbes and Hurun Report, since they publicized the wealth and economic achievements of their bosses around the world, our Taoyuan Villa, as your first industry, has naturally attracted more and more people to see where you made your fortune. Then, with the help of online media publicity and the beautiful scenery and food of the mountain villa, it naturally attracted more and more foreign tourists. Wang Lei said.

Wang Zheng nodded knowingly. Looking around the Central Valley, you can already get a first glimpse of the majestic 'Zodiac Twelfth Floor', and there is a sense of relief and emotion in your eyes.

Two years is neither long nor short. But in the past two years, the earth-shaking changes that have happened to him have made Wang Zheng's heart more vicissitudes.

"Boss, now the villa...!"

Wang Zheng interrupted his next words with a wave of his hand.

"You don't have to tell me. Now that the villa is in your hands, I am relieved! and you are much better at managing than I am. ”

"Thank you boss for your trust!" Wang Lei said.

"There is no question of trust or distrust between us...!" Wang Zheng, who was just about to continue talking, noticed Uncle Zhong who was striding up behind him, and after a pause, he half-turned around, with an inquiring look on his face.

"Young master, I just received news from Wang Qian's feedback from Japan, and the plan has been successful!"

Wang Zheng nodded, and his face did not show much joy. With their overwhelming advantage, the success of the plan was expected.

"Are there any casualties?"

"Nope!"

"That's good... What is the situation in Japan now?"

"It's still the same. The chaos is confined only to the upper echelons. And after Ichiro Asumoto returned home, he didn't make any further moves, let alone take revenge on Sumiyoshikai, I'm afraid he wasn't very sure that the person who kidnapped him was Sumiyoshikai. ”

"It is expected that Ichiro Asumoto, an old fox, will not retaliate against Sumiyoshi, the three major gangsters in Japan, just because of the few words we pretended to say unintentionally during the kidnapping. However, we can help him!" After a pause, Wang Zheng thought for a while, "Uncle Zhong, you send a message to Wang Qian, and ask him to find a few core venues of the Sumiyoshi Society, especially underground casinos and the like, to focus on cracking down, and then release the fake news that Ichiro Yasumoto has done." I don't believe that they can stay as calm as they do now!"

"Yes, young master!"

"Is there any movement on the Yamamoto family's side lately?"

"Taro Yamamoto died yesterday when one of his bodyguards died, and it was Yukimura Yamashita's hand. Because of this incident, the contradiction between Taro Yamamoto and Kenjiro Yamamoto has become public! The two sides have engaged in a fierce competition over the Yamamoto Bank, the core industry of the Yamamoto family. Today, Yamamoto's board of directors has become a 'battleground' for the two sides to go head-to-head!"