The innkeeper's words made Han Yi think that the two black girls were talking nonsense, so they didn't take it seriously.

In the evening, a call came from the office in Gakhana, and seven or eight people from the city's public security joint defense station came, and five office computers were removed, as well as some office supplies.

Han Yi told them to calm down, and then asked Surreel to contact Zimmerman.

A million dollars and a Rolex watch should always make a difference, right?

Ten minutes later.

"The secretary said that Zimmerman was on official business and would give us an answer later," Suriel said. ”

On the second floor of the hotel, Han Yi, who was sitting by the window drinking black tea with Erlang's legs crossed, said casually: "Look what he is doing now?"

At night, he was still wearing the Black Super Doom No. 1, took out the iPad from under the wooden tea cabinet, adjusted it to the monitoring screen, and put it in front of Han Yi.

Zimmerman was swimming in his private estate, bikini-clad black and white twins surrounding him, with trays of candles, wine glasses, and washed fruit floating on the water.

"Hey, this little life is really extravagant. Saying that, Han Yi turned his head and asked with a smile, "Did you say that this guy is fishing?"

Since the last time he authorized the lifting of a civilian network, Surrell has become smarter and wiser, and has even learned to think.

Just like now, "according to behavioral analysis, 90% of the time it is likely that the other person is demonstrating their power or preparing for a second squeeze of money." ”

Han Yi nodded and said with a smile: "If this is the case, it is no wonder that Sagaratta's economy cannot be developed. It's all such moths, and what businessman can withstand exploitation?"

That being said, in fact, Han Yi knows in his heart that the main reason is that there is no strong political system;

The democratically elected president, in the case of balancing the forces of all parties, can only turn a blind eye to such behavior.

At this moment, Han Yiyu saw five men, two women walking on the beach in front of him, two of whom were the black lady he saw in the afternoon.

He subconsciously felt that the other party was looking for him.

Then he wanted to laugh a little.

In the afternoon, the two young ladies asked him not to say it, but he didn't expect to bring someone over in the evening, so what about the previous refusal?

Are you hanging his appetite? Or are they two black tea?

Han Yi didn't move, just watched from the window.

A few people who came over also saw him, and walked in the front, a black man wearing a big gold chain and a long hand, and said in awkward Chinese: "Hey, Chinese friend, how about you come down and talk?"

"Why don't you come in?"

The black man smiled as friendly as he could, a mouthful of white teeth glowing pale in the night, "Hey, we have rules not to enter the hotel." ”

"Well, that's a good rule. Han Yi smiled and asked, "Do you have something to do with me?"

"Uh......" The golden-chained man hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "I heard that you are looking for a big shot, I can help you." ”

Han Yi smiled again and asked, "If I go down, what if you rob me?"

"NONONO~" The gold-chained man waved his hand again and again, "We will never do such a thing, we have our own business." After speaking, he stretched out his hand and hugged the two black ladies beside him, and the meaning was concise and clear.

Han Yi was amused by this guy's shameless movements, "Okay! I'll trust you for the time being." But if you wait to blackmail me, don't blame me for using Chinese kung fu. ”

Putting down the teacup, Han Yi walked out of the hotel with Surier and the two.

The man in the gold chain took the initiative to greet him, stretched out his hand and said, "Hi hello, my name is Nelson Stilwell." ”

"So you're Stilwell?" Han Yi said with a smile.

The two black ladies standing behind the golden-chained man did not look embarrassed at all, and threw a wink at him, deliberately squeezing a pair of pear-shaped on their chests.

Han Yi somehow came up with those African ***** in his mind, and the black woman in it was pressed under the black man, and she output frantically with black hardness and coarseness, shouting "oh~shit~oh~fuck~", and a layer of goosebumps suddenly appeared on her body.

Shaking his head, he dispelled the evil image in his mind and asked, "Tell me, how are you going to help me?"

The golden-chained man smiled and gestured to the garden road behind the hotel, "How about we talk over there?"

Han Yi nodded and followed.

............

This "Stilwell", that is, the "chicken head" in the mouth of the innkeeper, although he is not the brother-in-law of the Secretary of Defense, according to him, does know a big man with hands and eyes;

And this big man is also the Gakana "underground order manager" in the mouth of the two black ladies, commonly known as the boss of the Black Society.

"Don't worry, we're not old bastards like Zimmerman, as long as we collect the money, we'll definitely help you get things done. ”

Stilwell even drew and Gasuriel translated, and Han Yi understood what he meant.

You glanced at him and said, "You investigate me?"

"Hey, no survey. In Gakhana, as long as we want to know, there is no secret that can hide from us. Stilwell said proudly.

Han Yi asked, "Then do you know what I'm going to invest in?"

"It doesn't matter what you invest in. As he spoke, Stilwell took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, gestured, and said, "Try it? This is a good thing, but you don't have it in China." ”

Han Yi waved his hand and refused, he knew without asking, it must have been mixed with something like Da Ma.

Stilwell didn't look at the two greedy black ladies and their subordinates, and after taking care of himself, he took a sip and said with a look of enjoyment: "You are nothing more than a fan of the oil, gas, gold, diamonds, etc. here, as long as you give money, we can help you get the right to exploit." ”

Han Yi didn't speak.

Trying to mine gold and oil is not as simple as Stilwell said, and there are many problems involved, and it is impossible to achieve it in the short term.

"So, call your boss, I'd like to talk to him. ”

"OK~" Stilwell stepped aside and dialed the phone.

muttered into the phone for a while, then walked over and smiled: "Let's go, our boss agreed." ”

Led by Stilwell, Han Yi and his men drove north along the coastline of "Sanlkham", and about 20 minutes later, a beautiful French-style manor came into view.

Rows of palm trees are planted on both sides of the road, and the manor in the distance is brightly lit, with green grass, rockeries and bubbling fountains under the lights;

When the car approached, you could see bodyguards in black suits and headsets roaming around the manor inside the steel wire fence.

As soon as they got out of the car, two burly men in black T-shirts walked over and scanned everyone's bodies with metal detectors, including Stilwell.

"Let's go in!" Stilwell beckoned and led Han Yi and the three into the manor.

Passing through the rockery, passing by the fountain, all the way into the manor.

When I came to a room with a golden exterior decoration, before I entered it, there was a faint sound of laughter from inside the half-hidden zebra wooden door.

Stilwell straightened his clothes, then pushed the door open and walked inside.

In the huge living room, there is a huge round fountain like a soup basin, with intricate crystal chains hanging from it, and the fountain at the bottom is bubbling with cold air;

The hall is surrounded by opulence, with seven or eight crystal pillars shining with colorful neon on the artificial marble floor.

After turning two tall indoor bonsai, there is a hole in the back.

This is a large living room connected to the suite, and the suite is not clear due to the angle problem, but on the right hand side of a huge square mahogany coffee table, there are more than a dozen men and women seated.

There was wine, cigarettes, cigarettes, fruit, cell phones, and even guns on the table.

Seeing Han Yi and the others coming, someone inside cast curious glances, but soon continued to talk and laugh as if no one was around.

Stilwell walked over and whispered a few words in the ear of a burly black man in the main seat, then stood behind him without speaking.

After Han Yi and the three of them walked over, the black man raised his hand and signaled, and the scene was immediately silent, and then he used his jaw to indicate the seat opposite, "Sit down!"

There are two super bodyguards here, and Han Yi can now say that Mount Tai collapsed in front of him without changing his color, and he is just a black and astringent club boss, so he really doesn't put it in his eyes at all.

If you really want to play tricks with him, let him report to Lord Yama every minute...... No, this is the West, not under the control of Lord Yama.

After Han Yi sat down on the upholstered bench, the burly man in a black vest opposite him asked in French, "Say, what do you want to do in Sagarata?"

After waiting for Surier to translate, Han Yi glanced at the people in the living room;

The burly man on the other side also said confidently: "If you have anything to say, what you say here will not come out of this room." ”

Han Yi smiled, and then did not hide it, and simply explained his intention.

"That's right......" The black boss frowned for a moment instead of being as big as Zimmerman and not blowing like Stilwell.

After about three minutes, he said, "Land, approvals, and experimental sites, I can help you get them;

But you have to know that this kind of business has already been taken over by large French companies, and if you touch it easily, the consequences will be serious. ”

"For example?"

"For example, they will hire armed forces, they will rob your factory, and they will take you and your employees to jail on trumped-up charges. ”

Han Yi asked calmly: "That's it, what else?"

The black boss looked at him strangely, "Isn't that enough?"

"Of course it's not enough!" Han Yi said: "Whoever dares to rob my factory will definitely pay the price of blood; as for being arrested and put in prison, you also say that it is unnecessary, will I not be able to let others slaughter me?"

The black boss thought he had a good plan, but he didn't expect to say such a bold thing, and his heart was suddenly disgusted;

Where did he think this was? and pay the price of blood!

Who pays the price of blood?

Han Yi guessed the other party's thoughts, hesitated for a moment and said with a smile: "Since you don't believe it, let you see what real Chinese kung fu is!"

As soon as the words landed, the "Destroyer" standing behind Han Yi pulled out an afterimage from his body, and before everyone could come to their senses, the pistol on the table had already reached his hand,

Then open the safety bolt, aim it at your left palm, and "bang ......"