When the father and son of the party family were discussing the big move, Liu Yanzhi was helping his mother cook at home, although he had not slept all night, he had excellent energy and was not tired at all, making dumplings and chatting at the same time.

Liu Yanzhi's salary is extremely high, and he has accumulated more than five million yuan in the card, although his salary card is handed over to his mother for safekeeping, but the old man will not use the ATM, so he doesn't know how much money is in it, and he thought that his son would have 10,000 yuan a month, even if this number is enough for the old man to be complacent, and he has enough confidence to find a daughter-in-law for himself.

The old lady rolled the dumpling wrapper and said, "Son, Mom told Aunt Zhang about your personal situation, and they promised to help you introduce the object, you will be forty-one after the New Year, and if you don't look for it, you really can't find it." ”

Liu Yanzhi's shadow flashed in his mind, and he said casually: "You can watch it." ”

"Your Aunt Zhang said that she has someone on hand, who is not married in her thirties, works as an accountant in a large company, graduated with a bachelor's degree, and is a very good person, do you want to see her?"

"Okay." Liu Yan agreed directly, his thoughts had already flown thousands of miles away, refusing to go on a blind date would make his mother sad, and he wouldn't lose a piece of meat when he met anyway.

"Then my mother replied to Aunt Zhang, and made an appointment to have a meal together." The mother lifted her apron and wiped the flour on her hands, and happily went to make a phone call.

Liu Yanzhi's mobile phone rang, it was the party patriot calling, asking him to go back to the company immediately to accept the task.

"Damn, it's not going to be crossed again." Liu Yan thought of 1920, the era of warlord melee and 1900, there was only a twenty-year time difference, maybe Lin Su's whereabouts could be found.

Liu Yanzhi took his coat and went out, his mother was still talking to Aunt Zhang on the phone, and when she saw her son standing in the hallway changing his shoes, she quickly put down the phone and ran over: "Overtime?" ”

"Yes, overtime, I don't know how long, I'll call you when I get back." Liu Yanzhi hurriedly went out and looked up at the sky, the sky was overcast and it was going to snow.

Liu Yan drove straight away, although he crossed the subsidy is very high, but still drove a domestic Great Wall SUV, all the way to the Antai Building, he is an employee of the system, there is a senior supervisor-level ID card, directly swipe the card upstairs, face the party patriotism.

There is only one party patriot in the office, and the fine snowflakes have begun to flutter outside the floor-to-ceiling window, it is a cold winter, and you can feel the chill when you stand in the warm room.

"Yanzhi, there is a mission, not a crossing, you go to the United States now and help me settle one thing, this is your passport and credit card." Dang Aiguo pointed to a pile of things on the table.

This is a Hong Kong passport printed with bauhinia, which is different from the one Liu Yan used to go back to the United States on a mission, but it is the kind of real passport that uses his real identity, which is expensive and difficult to trace the source, making it an ideal tool for transnational crimes.

The credit card is also from Hong Kong, and the gold card issued by Standard Chartered Bank has an overdraft limit of at least 100,000 yuan, which is also done with a false identity, and there is no other luggage.

"Leaving now?" Liu Yanzhi frowned slightly, the time was too rushed, and he wanted to go home and eat dumplings at night.

"Tomorrow afternoon's flight, departing from Shanghai." "Don't you want to know what the task is?" ”

"It's nothing more than murder." Liu Yan said lightly, putting his passport and credit card in his pocket.

"Before I give you the task, I'll tell you the background of the story." The party patriotism said bluntly, "Antai is facing the crisis of bankruptcy, the economic winter, political changes, Antai is such a big piece of fat, all forces are eyeing each other, and they all want to get a piece of the pie, you don't read the economic news, Antai's shares were acquired by the Dingli system, and the party is about to lose its controlling stake." ”

"Isn't there still Jeff Zheng?" Liu Yanzhi said indifferently, "We have a big backer." ”

Dang Aiguo said: "That's right, Antai has a political background, but it's not as close as you think, we are not white gloves, we are legitimate businessmen, so when disaster comes, the Zheng family will not go all out to help, the other party is menacing, swallowing Antai real estate is only the first step, they want to get the wealth of the entire Antai system, this is not okay, because we also want to save the world, so, we must stop this behavior." ”

"Understood, who is the other party?" Liu Yan said straight.

Dang Aiguo sent a photo to Liu Yanzhi's mobile phone, on the screen was a fat man with black-framed glasses, who looked very much like Yu Zheng, who loved plagiarism, in short, a very annoying fat man.

"This person's name is Feng Yong, nicknamed Fatty, is the trader of Hong Kong Dingli Asset Management Company, it is he who handled the malicious acquisition of our Antai Real Estate, according to intelligence, this guy is at ease on a small island in Hawaii, you go and tell him for me, stop, otherwise the consequences will be unimaginable."

"Will he listen to my advice?" Liu Yan pouted, "The easiest way to get him to stop is to kill him." ”

Dang Aiguo said: "A small punishment is enough, killing someone is a blood feud, deterrence, understand?" ”

The so-called unloading a leg is just the party's patriotism and playing, there is no difference between really unloading the leg and killing, the business war has to come step by step, and the beginning will enlarge the move, and there will be no cards to play later.

Liu Yanzhi nodded: "Understood." ”

……

Early the next morning, Liu Yan took the high-speed train to Shanghai, and at 5 o'clock in the afternoon, he boarded China Eastern Airlines flight MU571 and flew to Honolulu Airport.

Someone answered after getting off the plane, the party patriotic rebuilt the overseas intelligence system, and spent a lot of money to hire a former retired CIA agent, and now they have rich resources to do this, Lao Lin is a senior CIA agent, and his old department students have also reached the age of retirement, and the 60s is a good time to exert residual heat, and An Tai is a business group, not a national intelligence organization, so there is no risk.

A white-bearded old man in a colorful Hawaiian shirt politely took Liu Yanzhi's suitcase and pulled the car door, this is a Pontiac Firebird from the seventies, full of old-fashioned.

"Call me Wilson." The old man shook hands with Liu Yanzhi, "Do you know how to speak English?" ”

"No problem." Liu Yanzhi felt the temperature and strength from the palm of the old man's hand, this is an old and strong guy, he got into the car, sat in the passenger seat, and looked out the window at the palm trees and tourists in summer clothes, most of whom were compatriots.

"There's everything you need in the glove box." Wilson reminded, "Do you look at the right place?" ”

Liu Yanzhi opened the glove box, and inside was a P228 pistol with a silencer and two clips of ammunition.

"The target lives on a small island, which he rented, only ten nautical miles from the coast, and can be reached by boat, but the private island is difficult to approach, and there should be no less than three armed bodyguards on the island, maybe more, who knows." Wilson took a cigar in his mouth and drove the car as fast as the docks arrived.

"Is there a plane? Seaplane, I'm in a hurry. Liu Yan straightened the gun skillfully, Wilson glanced at him, pouted and nodded, this kid is a veteran.

"You can rent it, it's expensive." Wilson made a dozen reverse plates and went to another pier, a dock with seaplanes.

……

Feng Yong is still sleeping in the villa, it is now nine o'clock in the morning Hawaii time, his schedule is arranged according to Beijing time, and when the Shanghai and Shenzhen stock markets open, he must be awake.

This is a private island, and the annual rent is astronomical, but it is a drizzle for Feng Yong, and the funds he has at his disposal are calculated in tens of billions, and it is not a luxury to spend a little to improve his life.

Holding Antai Real Estate is Feng Yong's recent job, he is just a specific operator, the real helm is the big bosses behind the scenes, the real Zhao family, and the sources of tens of billions of funds are also varied.

The ashes of last night's carnival bonfire are still on the beach, several beauties are also asleep, but the service staff are busy, preparing for lunch, there is no fresh water on the island, relying on diesel engines to generate electricity, all the materials used are transported by boat, one boat a day, sending daily necessities, Feng Yong's yacht is parked on the dock, a ninety-foot-long Italian-made white yacht, the lines are smooth, beautiful, and the pure copper parts shine in the Hawaiian sun.

This is life, compared to friends who breathe smog in China, there is no difference between this place and heaven.

The security of the island is handed over to a professional company to manage, in recent years the security situation in Los Angeles is getting worse and worse, Chinese immigrants living there are in urgent need of security services, Feng Yong's good brother Yao Guang set up a security company, designed for Chinese rich businessmen to provide a full range of security services, most of the personnel hired are retired US soldiers, there are also former special forces sent from China to get work visas, the three bodyguards on the island are Chinese, Feng Yong treats them very well, treat them like brothers.

The blue sky and white clouds, the waves are calm, Feng Yong turned over and continued to sleep, outside the floor-to-ceiling window is the invincible sea view, the blue sea is endless, no one can notice that there is a fly-sized seaplane flying over in the sky.

On the plane, Liu Yanzhi and Wilson sat side by side in the cockpit, and in the distance they could already see the island under the shade of green trees, which was Feng Yong's lair, the villa in the shade of the trees, the white beach, the beautiful yacht, and the outrageous place of beauty.

"Fly over the island." Liu Yan said straight.

"Are you going to scout from the air?" Wilson asked, wearing sunglasses, chewing gum, looking like a hanger, performing this kind of task was a piece of cake for him, but he didn't want to give too much support to the Chinese, he wanted to see this young man's pounds.

"No, I'm going to be airborne." Liu Yan said straight.

"Are you going to jump to the island with a parachute on your back, and then say you're a parachute tourist?" Wilson sneered, "I don't know if you're a paratrooper, not to mention that doing so will attract attention, even if you parachute, it's difficult to accurately land on such a small target, what do you do if you fall into the sea?" ”

"That's my business, you just have to fly over the island." Liu Yan straightened his seat belt and went to the rear cabin.

"Well, that's your business, good luck, young man." Wilson shrugged his shoulders and continued to fly the plane, heading towards Feng Yong's private island.

The bodyguards on the island heard the roar of the planes, but no one cared, and it was not surprising that there were more private jets in places like Hawaii.

As the seaplane was about to fly over the private island, Wilson shouted over the intercom, "If you're really going to skydive, young man, this is your chance." ”

"Wait." Liu Yanzhi's answer came from the earphones.

"Whatever you want, kid." Wilson grinned, he thought Liu Yanzhi was timid.

The hatch opened, a cold wind rushed in, Liu Yanzhi jumped down, Wilson caught a glimpse, turned around and flew away, observing the descent process of the parachutist, the corners of his mouth floated a smile, Liu Yanzhi fell down like a scale, as if he wanted to play high jump and low open, this is the unique skill of special paratroopers infiltration operations.

But soon he couldn't laugh, because Liu Yanzhi didn't open the umbrella bag from beginning to end, and landed straight on the island, disappeared into the shade of the tree, and probably fell to his death on some unlucky branch.

Wilson drew a cross on his chest, poor fellow, maybe there was something wrong with the parachute, he looked back, and the two parachute bags in the cabin were still hanging on the bulkhead, not moving.

It's weird, that kid didn't have a parachute on his back at all! Did he come to Hawaii to commit suicide?

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