"What's a little bit of a quick one?"

Zhang Dabing's alcohol-anesthetized brain was indeed not enough, and he didn't know what Song Ziyu was talking about.

But this is obviously not for Zhang Dabing.

Dozens of dark shadows suddenly appeared in the night sky.

These black shadows are hidden on street corners, or on high-rise buildings, or behind Zhang Dabing and others.

Now these dark shadows suddenly appeared, which was really scary.

"Big Brother ......"

"There's someone behind you!"

"Hell!"

Zhang Dabing called the person who was about to beat Song Ziyu and was dumbfounded on the spot.

I never imagined that I was inexplicably surrounded by people?

"Who are you?"

Zhang Dabing seemed to realize that something was wrong, and asked in horror.

No one answered him, because Song Ziyu had already given the order to kill.

These Longshan soldiers who infiltrated the Federation with Song Ziyu are the most elite and loyal subordinates, and their strength is outstanding, not to mention that the key is that they are absolutely obedient to the order.

Song Ziyu said that if you want to be quick, then you must be quick!

Someone had already emerged from the darkness and wiped the neck of one of the thugs on Zhang Dabing's side.

The man didn't even have time to make a sound, and he died on the spot, and died a miserable death.

The other subordinates also rushed to shoot and launched a ferocious killing.

In the blink of an eye, all the thugs brought by Zhang Dabing were killed.

In the dark empty alley, only Zhang Dabing was left.

"Don't kill me...... You can't kill me."

Zhang Dabing was already frightened and incoherent.

Song Ziyu smiled when he heard this: "Then you give me a reason why I won't kill you."

Zhang Dabing hurriedly said: "My mother is the chief of the Security Department, and she is in charge of the security personnel of the entire Needlestone City, and she can't spare you if you kill me......

Song Ziyu wiped the corners of his mouth and said, "When death is coming, are you still threatening me?"

"No...... I'm just begging for mercy."

Zhang Dabing said with a sad face: "Don't kill me, we can be friends, I still have a lot of resources."

Song Ziyu slowly stood up and said, "You think too highly of yourself, in fact, in my eyes, you are just a waste, it doesn't matter to me whether you die or not!" Now that I've killed you, no one knows it's ***."

After saying this, Song Ziyu turned around and left.

Behind Song Ziyu, the Longshan soldiers casually cut Zhang Dabing's neck.

For this kind of small episode, Song Ziyu doesn't care.

It's too casual to kill someone in the wasteland, and who cares if they're alive or dead?

Song Ziyu fell asleep after returning to the rented hotel.

When I woke up the next day, my subordinates reported to the door that Miss Yuan Ling'er had been waiting outside the door for a long time.

After Song Ziyu washed up briefly, she saw Yuan Ling'er in the living room.

"Did you kill Zhang Dabing?"

Yuan Ling'er asked.

Song Ziyu showed a surprised expression on his face: "Is Zhang Dabing dead? How so? Girl, don't slander me, I have no grievances with him, what am I going to do with him?"

Yuan Ling'er's delicate face couldn't tell whether it was surprise or fright, all in all, the expression was wonderful.

"Do you know that Zhang Dabing is dead, and there must have been an earthquake in Needlestone City! Today we have received a notice that all Fengyue places will be closed and subject to the rectification of the Security Agency...... Although Zhang Dabing is a waste, his wife is an extremely protective person."

Yuan Ling'er chattered.

Song Ziyu smiled slightly and said, "What you said is true, but what does it have to do with me?"

Yuan Ling'er: "......"

At this time, his subordinates came up and said that breakfast had been arranged, and asked Song Ziyu to move to the restaurant to eat.

Song Ziyu looked at Yuan Ling'er and said, "Girl, I'm going to eat, have you eaten?"

"Ugh...... I've eaten it." Yuan Ling'er said.

But the grunt of the stomach betrayed the girl.

"I lost weight......

Yuan Ling'er quibbled.

Song Ziyu had a bad taste, and said directly to his subordinates: "I won't go to the restaurant to eat today, and I will tell them to send me breakfast to the living room and prepare double portions."

"No, no, no......"

Yuan Ling'er hurriedly excused herself with both hands.

Song Ziyu smiled slightly: "I'll eat it myself."

Yuan Ling'er: "......"

Then, Yuan Ling'er saw an extremely rich breakfast.

Song Ziyu's physical condition is very bad now, and he relies on eating to replenish the energy consumed by his body on weekdays.

The decay of the poison and the confrontation of bodily functions require a lot of energy, so Song Ziyu needs to consume a lot of nutritious things.

That truckload of vegetables and fruits were all prepared for Song Ziyu!

Therefore, when the extremely rich breakfast was placed in front of Yuan Ling'er, Yuan Ling'er was calm.

This breakfast is a pomp and circumstance, from roasted whole lamb to fruit and cake.

Boy!

It's hard to get the dinner of the upper class of Needlestone City to reach this sumptuous ah.

Yuan Ling'er looked at Song Ziyu with a thoughtful expression on her face.

Although this guy himself said that he was just the head of a small mercenary group, but looking at this pomp, don't laugh at the mercenary group, even if it is a large mercenary group that can be counted in the Federation, he doesn't want to have this kind of spending power.

Is this the fuck the rhythm of preparing to eat the mercenary group on its own?

Yuan Ling'er didn't dare to imagine, so she could only look at the "big scene" in front of her in a daze!

However, the plating is far from over, and there are a variety of delicacies on the table, and there are twenty or thirty kinds of dishes alone!

Moreover, the portions of these dishes are very generous......

Yuan Ling'er can be regarded as a long insight.

Turns out that breakfast can be eaten like this.

"What are you still doing?"

Song Ziyu beckoned Yuan Ling'er while feasting, "Eat, eat, don't be afraid of gaining weight."

"Then you're welcome."

Yuan Ling'er couldn't resist the temptation of food anymore and began to eat.

After being full of wine and food, Song Ziyu looked at Yuan Ling'er and knew that this girl would definitely not be as simple as coming to eat.

Sure enough, Yuan Ling'er stroked her three-month-old belly and said, "I can do the things you arranged, but I need money."

"So you're here to get the money now."

Song Ziyu said with a smile: "It seems that last night's deposit can't satisfy you, okay, I'll give you enough for your needs at one time."

After speaking, Song Ziyu glanced at Chen Tianxing, who was eating on the side, and Chen Tianxing took out a large leather box from under the table and placed it next to Yuan Ling'er.

"What's inside?" Yuan Ling'er asked curiously.

"Mane." Song Ziyu said.

"What's inside?"

Yuan Ling'er was stunned.

Song Ziyu kicked open the lid of the box, revealing bundles of federal currency.

These sums add up to millions of dollars, bundles and stacks, and Yuan Ling'er's eyes are straight.

"This money is enough for you to be good."

Song Ziyu said with a smile.

"You're going to give it all to me?" Yuan Ling'er couldn't believe her ears.

From good or something, how can the old lady be!

The old lady can be comfortable lying down and can still get money, what could be better than this?

Song Ziyu said lightly: "These are all rewards for you, you don't have to doubt it, go there."

Yuan Ling'er licked her lips and asked, "Aren't you afraid that I will run away with the money?"

"Don't be afraid."

Song Ziyu

Road.

"Why?" Yuan Ling'er asked.

"Because you'll get two boxes of money when it's done." Song Ziyu said lightly: "You are a smart person, of course you know how to make more money."

"Oh my God!" Yuan Ling'er's eyes lit up and she said, "Could it be that you robbed the federal bank?"

Song Ziyu said lightly: "Robbing a bank is a one-shot deal, with high risk and low return, which is not suitable for investment."

"So what do you do?"

Yuan Ling'er couldn't help but ask again.

"I've told you before that I'm a small mercenary group, and you can think of me as a trader."

Song Ziyu said.

Song Ziyu's words are not false, he controls hundreds of thousands of square kilometers of land, and the easiest way to obtain federal currency is to trade.

He transported the things of the Miro city-state through the wasteland to the Northern Steel Alliance, and then entered the Federation through the channel of the Steel Alliance...... These things are bound to be worth a lot of money, and the Wasteland Chamber of Commerce, led by Song Ziyu, has made the biggest piece of cake in trade.

In other words, Song Ziyu's worth and wealth are difficult to measure by numbers!

After the unnutritious conversation, Yuan Ling'er forcibly suppressed the shock in her heart, then looked at Song Ziyu and said, "I don't believe every word you say, but I like you very much if you are so refreshing, don't worry, I will help you contact Wang Shengshou immediately."

"As soon as possible."

Song Ziyu looked tired and let people see off the guests.

For the next two days, Song Ziyu didn't go anywhere, and stayed in the hotel honestly.

In the past two days, Needlestone City has definitely been full of blood.

The head of the garrison who had killed his son was like he was going crazy to take revenge on any enemy he might have.

In the past two days, many of the big brothers on the underworld in Needlestone City have all been invited into their cells to enjoy the prison package.

But these things have nothing to do with Song Ziyu.

Staying in the most exclusive hotel in Needlestone City, no one would suspect this noble person.

So Song Ziyu is happy.

To say that money can make the devil grind is absolute.

Two days later, Yuan Ling'er brought good news, and after a series of public relations attacks on Yuan Ling'er, Wang Shengshou agreed to show Song Ziyu the situation.

"But you have to give money!" Yuan Ling'er said, "Wang Shengshou's diagnosis fee is not low."

Song Ziyu couldn't help but wonder, "This is not something you need to worry about."

"Then I'll take you to him!" Yuan Ling'er said, "You have to prepare."

"What are you going to prepare?"

Song Ziyu asked curiously.

"Prepare the money!" Yuan Linger said, "We're going to a high-end casino......

Song Ziyu looked at Yuan Ling'er, then sighed and said, "I probably know now why a woman like you, who earns money every day, has fallen into the dust."

Yuan Ling'er said embarrassedly, "It's not that I haven't met a big money like you."

Song Ziyu shook his head, not wanting to say anything more.

A woman, no matter how talented she is, no matter how good she looks, as long as she gets into the vice of gambling, then her life is over.

However, considering his injury, Song Ziyu did not hesitate to prepare a few boxes of old banknotes.

The next day, under the guidance of Yuan Ling'er, Song Ziyu came to the upper floor of a magnificent building.

When he went upstairs, Song Ziyu felt very strange, because there were many security inspectors in black uniforms in and out of this building, and the identities of these people were very similar to the police in the civilized era, specializing in managing social security and arresting lawbreakers.

"Why are there so many security inspections?"

Song Ziyu asked.

Yuan Ling'er smiled, "You don't know this, this building is actually the Security Office Building of Needlestone City."

"You mean the casino is in the Security Department building?"

Song Ziyu suddenly realized,

"That's right!" Yuan Ling'er looked like she was not surprised.

Song Ziyu asked again, "Does the garrison department care?"

"You seem to be mistaken, this is the industry of the Security Agency!" Yuan Ling'er said with a smile: "In Needlestone City, out of the Garrison Department, who is doing this? Unless they're tired of living."

Song Ziyu was silent.

Let's see what is a police and bandit family, and what is a monopoly franchise?

Compared with the mature system of the Federation, his rule over the wasteland and the city-state of Miro is simply not on the table.

Song Ziyu is a person who has witnessed the era of civilization, and knows that the system of the federation is the study of society.

But even so, Song Ziyu's heart was still full of contempt for the Federation.

An ugly system that is rotten to the bone.

Following Yuan Ling'er's footsteps, Song Ziyu walked into the casino located on the upper floor of the office of the Security Department.

It is a membership-based invitation here, and ordinary people can't get in at all, thanks to the invitation letter held by Yuan Ling'er, the three of them successfully entered the casino.

Then it was capital verification and exchange of chips, Song Ziyu asked Chen Tianxing to exchange 10 million federal currency for chips, and then followed Yuan Ling'er into a private hall.

Here, Song Ziyu finally met Wang Tiansheng, the main target of his trip.

This is a middle-aged man who looks very Sven, with gold-rimmed eyes and a fur-collared shirt, sitting at the gaming table, playing with chips in his hands, without a trace of expression on his face, like a robot.

Song Ziyu automatically ignored what this guy looked like, and just stared at Wang Tiansheng's hand.

This guy is very skilled when it comes to playing with chips, and his hands are steady.

This is a pair of hands you can trust!

Song Ziyu quickly made a judgment.

"Honey." Yuan Ling'er sat in front of Wang Tiansheng very well with the chips.

"Oh, my lucky baby, you're here."

Wang Tiansheng hugged Yuan Ling'er's waist, and then kissed Yuan Ling'er's beautiful face.

Looking at the greasy and crooked appearance of the two, Song Ziyu always felt that something was wrong, but he couldn't say it.

In this way, Song Ziyu was left to dry at the table with the chips for a few minutes, and it was not until the two of them were tired that Wang Tiansheng looked at him.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

Wang Tiansheng asked.

Song Ziyu nodded: "I am sick, so I came to ask for help."

Wang Tiansheng smiled and said, "When you come here, I'm afraid it's not a simple physical illness, right?"

Song Ziyu said, "Wang Shengshou is really like a torch...... Yes, I'm terminally ill right now, and I need treatment urgently."

"I've seen it."

Wang Tiansheng said lightly: "Since you have found me, then I will definitely want to help you, but not now......

"When was that?"

Song Ziyu asked urgently.

Wang Tiansheng snorted coldly: "When the world begs me, it is all for help, as if the patient will die if I am slow for a minute or a second!" I don't want to think about why the patient didn't come sooner, why did he wait until now to think of coming to me? Do I blame the patient for getting to this point? It's a joke."

Song Ziyu was embarrassed to say anything more when she heard this, so she could only nod: "What Mr. said is very true."

Wang Tiansheng pointed to the opposite position and said, "It's all here, then sit down and play a few games."

As he spoke, the master of ceremonies motioned for Song Ziyu to play cards on the table.

Song Ziyu played absent-mindedly in this game, and the main purpose of the table was to send money to Wang Tiansheng.

These people are sophisticated, Song Ziyu has always understood, so he kept losing on the table, until the two boxes of money were silently in Wang Tiansheng's hands, and even Yuan Ling'er, who played with the table, won a lot.

When the money runs out, the unskilled gamble will be over.

"Very good, I like you very much!" Wang Tiansheng said happily, "This way, you come to me tomorrow

The studio will come to me, and I will give you a detailed examination of your body, and then discuss the next treatment plan."

After saying this, Wang Tiansheng left the casino with the winnings.

Yuan Ling'er sent Wang Tiansheng away and then turned back, and then said to Song Ziyu, "I'll pick you up tomorrow."

Then Yuan Ling'er also left happily.

Song Ziyu is also in a very good mood, and her gloomy mood has finally been somewhat relaxed in the past few days.

Then Song Ziyu also returned to the hotel to rest, waiting for Yuan Ling'er to come to him the next day.

And then......

And then there was no then.

Song Ziyu, who was waiting left and right early the next morning, couldn't wait for Yuan Ling'er, so Song Ziyu sent someone to find someone in the bookstore, but was notified that the garrison was sweeping pornography, and the bookstore was closed a few days earlier.

At this time, Song Ziyu felt a little wrong.

In the end, under the confirmation of many parties, Song Ziyu chose to call the police......

All right!

When someone from the Security Department intervened, things had some unexpected results.

It turns out that this Yuan Ling'er is going to be involved in the case of fraud before!

was able to get out at the beginning, all because his methods were relatively simple, and there was someone behind him who could solve the trouble for him.

And this time, the amount of fraud is huge, and the game is also very meticulous, and there are almost no flaws......

After being sorted out by the detectives of the Security Department, Song Ziyu immediately knew that he had fallen into a huge trap.

This trap has been targeted since the beginning when he searched for famous doctors.

The first thing to do was the old doctor he saw at the end, he made up a fictional "holy hand" Wang Tiansheng who cured all diseases, and then hinted that he had an Oiran named Yuan Ling'er in this needle stone city, and he might be a little tired of Wang Tiansheng.

These things are not explicit, but all kinds of hints and cover-ups, let Song Ziyu speculate and speculate, and let Song Ziyu make up and associate with himself.

Then Song Ziyu himself got into this trap.

Song Ziyu, who figured out the ins and outs, broke the defense on the spot!

I didn't expect to encounter a well-designed scam!

The problem is that the money has been cheated or disappeared, the problem is that you are ashamed.

On the spot, Song Ziyu decided to call the police!

But the officials of the Security Department said that it is difficult to file a case for this kind of thing, because Song Ziyu's money is exported in the casino, and even if this kind of thing is to get the fraudster back, it has nothing to do with your client.

How the Garrison Agency wants to make money, that's the business of the people in the Garrison Agency.

In other words, people, we are going to catch the drops, but you are not going to get the money back.

Coming out of the garrison hall, the more Song Ziyu thought about it, the more angry he became, and he couldn't help coughing up a mouthful of blood.