Punch in the heavens

Chapter 30 Nine Dead Lives

In El Salvador, Panama, and East Timor, within a full month, Fang Yan and Uncle Xin traveled all over these countries and completed a series of transactions. Although they were all small businesses, the transaction volume reached 4000 million.

"Uncle Xin, you said that we should start with a small business to open up the market and build a reputation. The benefits during this period are indeed good, but we should also find those big customers, so that it is safe and efficient."

On the plane to Canada, dialect said to Wang Xin beside him.

For the sake of safety, Dialect didn't even sell counterfeit banknotes in the United States during this month. He only found countries that circulated US dollars and used US dollars as the mainstream currency.

"Okay, believe in our long-term promotion, those big customers will also believe in our strength, I will contact you as soon as possible.": Wang Xin promised.

……

"Boss, the fish is hooked!"

"Very well, follow the plan!"

In the dim room, Uncle Xin and the boss had another conversation, and their conspiracy against the dialect was officially launched.

A tributary of the Chicago River in Chicago, Illinois, USA.The environment here is beautiful, the river is gentle, and there is silence everywhere, except for a few birdsong from time to time.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking waves broke the silence.A yacht rushed out slowly.

Sitting on the yacht were Fang Yan and Wang Xin.

Since returning to Canada last time, Dialect didn't stay with Ruan Wenwen for a few days, and at the urging of Wang Xin, he embarked on a journey to Chicago, USA.

This time, it was a big deal.After careful confirmation, Fang Yan believed in the amount of this transaction—[-] U.S. dollars.

In other words, for this single order, they will have to come up with 18 billion US dollars in counterfeit banknotes.It also means that when this business is over, he can complete the task.

However, Fang Yan didn't know at all that he had fallen into a trap, a trap aimed at painters' counterfeit banknote technology.

"According to the location they gave, it should be here." Fang Yan looked at the red dot on the phone, and he should have gone right, after all, he followed the navigation.

Before Wang Xin could speak, the two of them were attracted by the loud noise in the distance.

A huge cruise ship makes a huge sound wave, which makes people want to frown.

"Good guy, you are really proud. You deserve to be a customer who can place such a big order."

The cruise ship slowly stopped beside the yacht and lowered a cork ladder from above.

The two walked up the wooden ladder without bringing anything. This time, they were only negotiating the details of the transaction. The 18 billion US dollars was not what this small yacht could bring.

The security on the cruise ship was very strict. As soon as the two got on board, they were surrounded by two black clothes. After a search, they were allowed to pass.

Dialect glanced around, and within four or five meters, he could see a bodyguard.

Now, he is more interested in the master behind this transaction. He has a hunch that this person must be unusual.

Led by the man in black, the two entered the main cabin of the cruise ship. A huge gaming table was placed in the center of the room, and a man sat on an office chair with his back to them.

On both sides of the man, there were two more professional bodyguards.How to judge that they are more professional is naturally seen from their clothes.

To be honest, this time the transaction was made by Uncle Xin. Dialect only knew the amount of the transaction, but nothing else, not even the name of the other party.

The man also seemed to sense that a friend had entered the room, so he shook his office chair and turned around.

At that moment, Fang Yan exclaimed, as if he saw the most incredible scene.

"Brother Fa?"

"No, it's Wu Fusheng?"

"That's not right. Isn't he a Hong Kong policeman? Could he be a painter? Then who is Li Wen?"

These questions kept flashing in Dialect's mind, making him a little confused between reality and a dream.

Who is he seeing?Of course it is his idol Fa Ge, but it is obviously impossible to be Fa Ge, it is very likely to be Wu Fusheng in the play.

But according to the original play, Wu Fusheng is just a Hong Kong policeman, and everything is just a story made up by Li Wen, a real artist, to escape the crime.

However, how to explain the scene he saw in front of him?

"Mr. Painter, you seem surprised to see me!"

The voice of the man on the office chair pulled Dialect out of his thoughts.

"Haha, I'm a little surprised, but I'm just surprised that the boss is young. I don't know how to call this boss?"

"Wu Fusheng, if the painter's younger brother doesn't mind, you can call me Angkor. Quickly move a chair for Mr. Painter."

With a wave of Wu Fusheng's hand, the bodyguards around him moved out a chair, Fang Yan sat on it, and looked directly at him.

"Angkor, let's discuss our deal!": The dialect was a bit confused for a while, and he couldn't figure out the current situation, but he still decided to talk about the deal first.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about the deal."

"Actually, compared to trading 18 billion counterfeit banknotes, I have a better business here. I hope to cooperate with Mr. Painter."

"Better business, Angkor might as well talk about it, if it's really good business, I don't mind cooperating."

"In this way, the 9000 million we negotiated before, I'm adding 6000 million to buy all your technology for printing the new version of US dollars. How about it, is it safe to make money?"

After Wu Fusheng said this sentence, the dialect instantly understood.

It turned out that all of this was just a trap, and the goal was his technique.

He also understood that in the original book, why Li Wen killed Uncle Xin was not because he broke the rules, but because he was an undercover agent from the beginning to the end.

And Wu Fusheng, that is, the team that printed fake dollar bills around the world before.It's just that the lack of reproduction technology for the new version of the U.S. dollar bill will allow the painter to develop and grow.

Understood, thoroughly understood the dialect, the truth in the original book, and now he finally understood that Wu Fusheng was the last villain.

"Wang Xin, should it be yours?"

When he said this, Fang Yan looked at Wang Xin and found that he didn't dare to look him in the eye.

"That's right, he's mine. He was my electric board master when I copied the fake dollar bills."

Wu Fusheng didn't deny it, but continued: "Actually, I'm more curious, how do you know him. Although my team was indeed quite famous before, but he hasn't shown up, no one should know him."

Dialect did not answer, but continued to ask: "If I'm not wrong, you still have another identity, that is, the Hong Kong policeman?"

This time, Wu Fusheng was even more shocked. Even his subordinates didn't know about such a secret matter. How did the artist know about it.

"Now, I'm even more curious about you. How about it, Mr. Painter, what do you think about my deal. You know, this business is not easy to do now, it's dangerous, and you have to worry about technology."

"Mr. Wu, you are right, but I don't think we can cooperate. I don't like threats by nature. If we can be honest with each other from the beginning, maybe there will be opportunities for cooperation. But now, it's impossible."

The dialect is categorical, and the bottom line is not being threatened.He dared to bet, because only he had the core technology, Wu Fusheng would not dare to kill him.

"Mr. Painter, I advise you to think more about it. I don't want to see Miss Ruan Wen shed tears for you."

A naked threat, Wu Fusheng had already investigated Li Wen clearly.

"There is only one protagonist among a million people, and Mr. Painter, you are Miss Ruan Wen's heroine, but not our heroine. For me, you are just a lucky one who happens to master technology."

Wu Fusheng took out a pistol from his clothes and placed it on the gaming table.

"Wu Fusheng, I know a lot about you. I can't be a leading actor, but you are definitely not a leading actor either. Think about how your father died. This line of work is really not suitable for you."

Shocked and motivated, Fang Yan stood up from the wooden chair and wanted to grab the door to escape.

However, Wu Fusheng's eyes quickly recovered. Although he didn't know what happened just now, he knew that it must be the painter's fault.

This is also the first time that the skill of shocking has failed to activate, which is unexpected by dialect.

Wu Fusheng shot Fang Yan precisely on the leg, and Fang Yan jumped off the cruise ship regardless of his injuries.

"Block this river area for me, and go down and search for me. If you want to see a person, if you want to see a dead body, dig three feet into the ground and dig him out for me."

　I just finished the Challenge Cup recently, and I have to do computer design again. I am really tired. This book has more than 200 collections, which is much better than the first one. Here, I would like to say thank you to the book friends who support me!

　　
　
(End of this chapter)