"What am I laughing at?" Qiang Dongsong's eyes narrowed into a line, put away his smile, and said: "It's very simple, because Bloody Bissell is calculated by grams, ten thousand dollars per gram, and your son's monthly dosage is about two hundred grams." ”

200 grams per month, which means that Chen Anshi spends more than 2 million US dollars on it every month, which is converted into more than 12 million yuan!

That's 100 million a year!

Of course, Chen Anshi has a lot of money, and he may not put this 100 million in his eyes, but if it goes on like this, how long can he support it?

Qiang Dongsong has found a long-term and stable big financier for the Dark Military Academy! He was not worried that Chen Anshi would not agree at all, because there was only one consequence of not agreeing, and that was to lose his son.

Moreover, what Qiang Dongsong did not make clear is that the amount of Bloody Bisil is not static, it will increase over time, and it is increasing at a geometric rate, for example, 100 million will be used this year, 200 million next year, and 400 million the year after tomorrow, so that even Chen Anshi's financial resources will not be able to support it for a few years.

Of course, Qiang Dongsong believes that in order to renew his son's life, Chen Anshi will definitely do everything he can.

Chen Anshi obviously knew what would happen in the next few years, and his smile was a little miserable: "You guys are so ruthless." ”

"There are many people around the world who are going through the same situation as you." Qiang Dongsong sneered and said, "Go back, take your people, they have almost no ability to resist here." ”

"Gold is right, there's enough of it." A strong man from the Dark Military Academy said.

"Let's go."

After Qiang Dongsong finished speaking, he directly opened the door of the truck and sat directly on it.

Several cars all drove away, leaving Chen Anshi with a miserable and hateful face, as well as the languishing Chen Maidong.

A good father and son have become like this, which makes people feel a little embarrassed.

When the truck drove out a few hundred meters, a figure suddenly rolled over on the side of the road, and a bone got under the truck, and when the truck drove away, there was no one in the same place!

Wang Zheng got under the car, hanging his hands and feet on the floor of the truck, trying to keep his head high and not hitting anything on the ground.

Fortunately, the site of this van is very high, if it is a low-ground truck in Europe, I am afraid that Wang Zheng would have been hit by the stones on the road and his head would have been bleeding.

The road conditions in South America are really bad, as the truck bumped for more than two hours, Wang Zheng felt that the bones in his body were about to fall apart, and he was completely relying on the support of his arms and waist to hold on, and his arms were almost numb.

Just when Wang Zheng felt that he couldn't hold on, the truck finally stopped.

Wang Zheng did not get down immediately, but pinned his legs to the beams, so that his waist could be slightly relaxed, this way, although he was bumped, but still wrote down the road, how many meters to walk, how many turns, even if Wang Zheng's eyes were blindfolded, he could clearly say where and where to turn after how many seconds.

The group was unloading the goods, and after ten minutes the three tons of gold were unloaded, and then the truck started again, drove a few hundred meters, and stopped in the underground garage.

Wang Zheng was finally able to let go of his sore and swollen arm, lying on the ground and panting, the road was bumpy, eating dust all the way, he had become a native man, gray-headed, and couldn't distinguish his previous face at all.

After resting for more than half an hour, Wang Zheng felt that his muscles had almost recovered, so he quietly got up and walked out of the garage lightly.

Fortunately, there are no hidden cameras in this underground garage, only a few obvious camera holes, Wang Zheng walked along the shooting corner, and there was no way to find it in the monitoring.

The sky had completely darkened, it seemed that this was a secret warehouse of the Dark Military Academy, on the surface it looked like a factory, and nothing unusual could be found, and the three tons of gold were placed in the workshop, next to two strong men guarding it.

Wang Zheng is not interested in gold, his main purpose is to find the Dead, this assassination expert of the Dragon Scale Force is especially important to him, and he must also prove the answer in his heart, he believes in the Dead, believes in his comrades.

Therefore, Wang Zheng did not follow He Yan's prior arrangement and turned himself into a hostage of the Dark Military Academy, and sometimes, it would be more convenient for him to act from behind.

After covertly scouting a number of workshop warehouses, Wang Zheng held back his disappointment, and finally found a warehouse that was not small, the curtains were not pulled down, and it looked like a dormitory.

There is also a bathroom in the warehouse, anyway, all of them are men, so these strong men do not have the habit of pulling the curtains, and they are all swaying with the second child in the bath and wiping his back. Of course, if you stay in the pile of men for a long time, you will have some perverted habits, Wang Zheng clearly saw the soap in a man's hand fell to the ground, and when he bent down to pick it up, another black man rushed up with his dick in his hand.

It's so animalistic, it's really unbearable, and Wang Zheng looks at it with a burst of disgust.

There are forty or fifty people living in this large warehouse, and they should be the main force guarding this reservoir area, and the status of the Dark Military Academy in the Americas cannot be shaken, so these people are not so vigilant. Qiang Dongsong has already left first after unloading the gold, and he can be regarded as a high-level in the military academy, but it is not easy to climb to the current point as an Asian. Of course, it is also possible that the principal Mars took a fancy to the identity of the Chinese people of Qiangdong Song and wanted to make him the spokesperson of the military academy in Asia.

Wang Zheng came to South America, although he had some information provided by He Yan, but for specific things, he was almost blind, he didn't know what the name of the dead in the military academy was, and he couldn't rashly arrest these guys for interrogation, everything had to be investigated by himself.

However, Wang Zheng didn't have any good feelings about the Dark Military Academy, which didn't prevent him from making some mess here to take a small revenge on these hateful guys.

Wang Zheng took out his pistol, quietly got closer, and shot the black man who was holding his partner's ass and moving hard!

The bullet hit the black man's ass without deviation, and the thing was doing it vigorously, when he suddenly felt a huge force hit him, and then the feeling of severe pain enveloped his whole body!

Two people fall forward together!

For these sleek lambs to the slaughter, Wang Zheng felt that if he didn't give each of them a bullet, he would really feel a little sorry for these people.

So, Wang Zheng held a miniature submachine gun in his right hand and a pistol in his left hand, and began to spit tongues of fire at the men in the bathroom!