"Brother Hao, do I need to arrange someone to send these weapons away for you or your own people to transport them?" Sang Ji asked cautiously, but at the same time, he was secretly observing Zhang Zihao's appearance. Yes, Zhang Zihao's appearance was too unexpected, although, he had to give in. However, he still wanted to find out the details of Zhang Zihao, so he asked such a question.

"No, you just have to ask your people to transport me to the beach, and I'll take care of the rest." Zhang Zihao shook his head and refused directly. If Sangji's people are allowed to transport this batch of munitions, not to mention whether they can go ashore safely, even if they go ashore safely, it will take a lot of time. There is simply no cost-effective transportation that he transports himself.

Zhang Zihao thinks so. And Sang Ji thought that since Zhang Zihao had the confidence to transport this batch of arms, then thinking about it, the strength of the organization behind him must be not small. However, what he didn't know was that Zhang Zihao was no different from a lonely family except for some forces in Hongcheng and Osaka.

"Okay, Brother Hao." Sang Ji, who already thought that Zhang Zihao had super power behind him, finally had no intention of resisting Zhang Zihao at all. He responded respectfully. Preparations are under way to arrange for the transport of arms. However, at this moment, Zhang Zihao stopped him. "Sangji, since you follow me, you can't let you suffer. Sue me about your account, and I'll transfer some funds to you, and in the future, this Golden Triangle must be managed for me. ”

"Huh?" When Sang Ji heard Zhang Zihao's words, he was directly stunned, is there such a good thing? You know, he's ready to bloody this time.

"Ah what? Hurry up and give me the card number, and then immediately arrange for someone to transport the arms to me. Time, all I want now is time. Zhang Zihao glared at Sang Ji, the newly acquired little brother. Said with some dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay." Seeing that Zhang Zihao seemed to be a little dissatisfied, Sang Ji couldn't help but respond, and quickly reported his secret account in a Swiss bank.

"Hmm." Zhang Zihao nodded, and then took out his mobile phone. "Zero, help me transfer three billion dollars to the XXX account."

"Three billion, or dollars?" Sang Ji couldn't believe his ears. He looked at Zhang Zihao with a puzzled expression. As the overlord of the Golden Triangle, the wealth of mulberry accumulation is definitely second to none in the Golden Triangle region. However, he had to raise more than 40,000 armed forces, plus their training weapons. That's definitely a lot of money. Therefore, although he can earn almost a billion dollars a year, what he really saves is only one or two hundred million dollars. This is still the income of the old days when the international drug shape shì was a big one. And now, even with the messy industrial income, he still can't make ends meet. If he really has 3 billion US dollars in support, he will definitely be able to live a prosperous life, not to mention the suppression of the Burmese government army, it will be good that he does not have trouble with the government army.

However, Sang Ji's confusion was soon solved by his mobile phone text message.

"It's true." Look at the series of zeros behind the three. Sang Ji's hands began to tremble a little. As soon as he made a move, he supported three billion US dollars, and it is conceivable how huge the financial resources behind Zhang Zihao are. Thinking that he had almost offended this great god to death, he was a little afraid. Soon, though, he became excited. Yes, with Zhang Zihao's thick thighs to hold, who will he be afraid of in the future? As for Zhang Zihao, the top brother, hehe, with such a force behind Zhang Zihao, where would he look at his one-third of an acre? A nominal big brother, in exchange for the strong support of foreign forces, how can this deal be cost-effective. At this moment, he was completely convinced of Zhang Zihao.

"Nonsense, why don't you hurry up and get me down and do something? Sue you, follow my brother Hao, and I will definitely not let you suffer. Zhang Zihao waved his hand magnificently. The profit of the gamble in the Sanhe Casino made Zhang Zihao full of confidence in terms of money. Just $3 billion? It's just a little money.

Sang Ji left with excitement on his face, but Zhang Zihao picked up the wine glass that had been poured by Sang Ji again, thinking silently.

Now, his strength has become stronger and stronger, and he accidentally subdued General Sang Ji of the Golden Triangle. You know, although Sang Ji nodded in front of him, Sang Ji in front of him was a decisive warlord leader with forty or fifty thousand armed forces. Its strength is not comparable to ordinary people at all.

Isn't my pattern too small, and I seem like I could play bigger?

It's a pity, I promised Uncle Ye that I must make him the king of the underworld of the island country. I can't pull away, otherwise, I really want to break my wrists with those big countries.

Thoughts flew in Zhang Zihao's mind.

That's when it happened.

Ding-dong, Mission: Forces

Requirements: Within three years, it has a power to compete with the world's powers.

Quest Items: None

Rewards: A pair of top-grade spirit weapon sets, 30,000 top-grade spirit stones.

"Zero, what is the best spiritual weapon? What is a spirit stone? Zhang Zihao was stunned. This task is no longer an ordinary difficulty for him, after all, in three years, it is necessary to establish a force that is comparable to the world's major powers with a history of development of the past hundred years and thousands of years. Even if his strength is against the sky, it is a little unrealistic. Of course, at this moment, Zhang Zihao's heart was attracted by the best spirit weapon set and the best spirit stone rewarded by the task.

"Master, the Earth you are on is only an insignificant piece of space. Beyond the Earth, there is a much larger space universe. And the people who are currently in the ruling class in this space universe are cultivators, and they are all guys who have taken off their ** mortal womb and have strength that should not be underestimated. And the magic weapons they use are magic weapons, spiritual weapons, and pseudo-immortal weapons. And these three levels of magic weapons are inferior grade, middle grade, upper grade, and best grade to distinguish the power of each level of magic weapon. The best spiritual weapon is at the top of the second-order magic weapon. The spirit stone is a necessary thing for the daily practice of the monks, and it is also distinguished by the inferior grade, the middle grade, the upper grade, and the best grade. Among them, ten pieces of lower grade are exchanged for huàn for a medium grade, ten pieces of medium grade for huàn for a top grade, as for the best spirit stone, it is hard to find, and it can basically be exchanged for huàn upper grade spirit stone in a ratio of one to one. "For Zhang Zihao, a little white who is blind to the cultivation realm, Zero explained very carefully.

"Oh, the spirit weapon is only a medium-high goods, 30,000 top-grade spirit stones, that's only 300 million low-grade spirit stones, such a difficult task, it's just such a small reward, it's too stingy." Zhang Zihao muttered with some disappointment.

"A little reward?" Zero heard Zhang Zihao's complaint and almost jumped to his feet. If this task is hung up on the cultivation realm, not to mention just establishing a force that can compete with the world's powers, even if those monks are asked to destroy the earth within a week, there are a large number of monks who are willing to brave the danger of heaven's damnation to do this vote. Zhang Zihao, this guy is simply in the midst of blessings and does not know blessings. I don't know what the monks are doing.