Jiang Hua quickly gathered enough manpower. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

can do it so quickly because, to a certain extent, he got the help of Lin Zhijiang, the captain of the No. 76 operation team.

After Lin Zhijiang led people to search Jiang's house, the two knew each other. Especially when they met by chance on a certain occasion, Lin Zhijiang euphemistically expressed his apologies for that incident and his desire to befriend him, and Jiang Hua also took a fancy to him that he really had some power in his hands. After going back and forth, the two became friends.

This time, Jiang Huasheng was afraid that the individuals he was looking for were not professional enough, and his skills were not so good, and if he encountered a scene that required a fight, he might not be able to cope with it with only some strong porters. After thinking about it, he called Lin Zhijiang for help. Lin Zhijiang didn't say a word, and he didn't ask any reason, so he promised to lend him a few people for use.

Thinking that the things he had been looking forward to for so long were at his fingertips, Jiang Hua only hoped that time could go faster.

I don't know when the hatred for Rong Bin and the greed for his wealth constitute the unquenchable desire in Jiang Hua's heart. And Rong Bin's death did not completely eliminate this torture that he was tormenting day and night, on the contrary, the thirst for money was growing day by day.

Although the world is not good and the economy is withering, with the current property of the Jiang family, it is not that they can't get by. It's just that over the years, the growth of property has become the only thing Jiang Hua can affirm himself. He doesn't care about anything else, he doesn't pay attention to anything else. It was for this reason that when he began to feel a little powerless about his company, he looked elsewhere.

Jiang Hua looked at his gray hair in the mirror, and once again sighed that the years were fleeting, and there was not much time to come. If there is a gap between himself and Rong Bin in other places, then at least I hope that one day, he can use the huge wealth he has accumulated as a capital to boast about. At least in this one, he is better than him!

He pondered for a moment whether to tell his eldest son Jiang Dewen about this time. But it was only a matter of a moment, and he was vetoed by himself. That kid can't hold things in his heart, don't accidentally let him leak it. Moreover, he seems to be less obedient recently, and he dares to talk to Lao Tzu about some things. Jiang Hua was most afraid that he would also be contaminated with the noble spirit of the literati, so he did not force his children to study. He always believes that if you want to achieve your goals, you can do whatever it takes when necessary. If you look ahead, you may end up with nothing. The more books you read, the more thoughts and concerns you have, and the more unrealistic rules and regulations you have. He thought that in the future, he should take his eldest son with him and teach him hand in hand. After all, in the future, this family business will be passed on to him.

That's for later, though.

Therefore, he went out as usual, without telling anyone in the family.

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Ryoko Fukada doesn't even need a driver, and she brings all the henchmen of her henchmen. The one who is willing to follow her at this time is the one she should reuse in the future.

When they arrived at the meeting place, Jiang Hua was already waiting there with people. Two large trucks, more than a dozen sturdy men, all neatly dressed in short clothes, with weapons bulging around their waists.

Ryoko Fukada nodded in satisfaction and looked at her watch.

"Just wait for Rong Zizhong." Ganghua Road. He asked tentatively, "He won't come, will he?" After all, he was raised by the Rong family for so many years......"

"It's not the appointed time yet, why are you in a hurry?" Ryoko Fukada replied lightly, but she was still slightly anxious in her heart.

Jiang Hua stopped talking, and reached out to touch the pipe subconsciously. A match was struck, but it was blown out by the wind. He cursed in his heart and went to strike another match.

At this moment, Rong Zizhong's car drove over from a distance. Jiang Hua's heart fell slightly, his hand stabilized, and finally lit the pipe, but he said to Rong Zizhong, who had just stopped the car, with a smile: "Zizhong is really calm, he only came here sooner or later." ”

Rong Zizhong pointed out the watch to him, indicating that he was not late. Then he looked closely at the men they were carrying, and motioned for himself to lead the way in front and let them follow behind.

Ryoko Fukada nodded in agreement, winking at one of her men. The man understood, and said to Rong Zizhong in a stiff Chinese dialect: "The car over there is full." I'm in my husband's car, is that okay? ”

Rong Zizhong casually glanced at Ryoko Fukada's car, but he didn't object. So, everyone got into the car, and several cars increased their horsepower and drove towards the western suburbs one after another, raising dust on the road.

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All the way to the west. As the sun set, the sunset stained half of the sky red like blood. In winter, the colors of the earth seem to disappear, and everywhere you look, there is a monotony. Ryoko Fukada stared ahead, the sun was setting little by little, and the originally dazzling sunlight became vulnerable and became not hot at all. Red became a decadent gray, and finally a black that could cover everything.

The roads are bumpy. Ryoko Fukada didn't know what she was thinking. She also had nothing to think about.

Before she came, she thought too much. The amount of credit for this operation depends on the value of the goods. She thought that maybe she could use this opportunity to make a comeback, maybe she could let Rong Ziyi wag her tail in front of her and beg for mercy, maybe she could take revenge for her shame...... Thinking about it, she was almost numb now.

She suddenly realized that she was moving forward, but according to the arrangement of fate, there was a hand pushing her away. She felt a little lost for a moment, as she realized that maybe this was not what she really wanted.

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It was getting dark, and the road became more and more barren, and finally there was not even a human figure. In order to be as discreet as possible, they didn't even turn on the headlights of the car. In the dark, all you could hear was the sound of the car's motor and wheels rubbing against the ground.

Surrounded by cold, damp air, this winter seems to have been extraordinarily long and cold.

Rong Zizhong's car stopped, and the car behind also stopped.

Ryoko Fukada quickly walked up to Rong Zizhong and asked, "Has it already arrived?" ”

Rong Zizhong pointed ahead.

Farther away in the lower recess is a large flat land. In the open field, there is a warehouse house. It looks like the building is quite sturdy. The towering ridge of the roof, like a huge black monster in the dull night, waited there motionless.

There doesn't seem to be anybody.

Rong Zizhong signaled, and everyone walked over together.

Ryoko Fukada agreed. The style of the suburbs is extraordinary, wrapped in sand and dust. She tightened her black leather coat and cocked her collar to cover her mouth and nose. Although she was wearing lambskin gloves, her fingers were stiff and cold. She quietly pulled her pistol from her waist, opened the safe, and held it tightly in her palm.