Reborn Financial Overlord

There is no domineering and fearless resistance in the movie. In less than a minute, the standing prisoners either wailed or squatted on the ground like grandchildren.

What a joke.

Imprisonment is not indefinite, but if you resist, you will be beaten to death.

Reasonable?

The law makes sense, but prison guards never make sense.

What's more, the leader is still an Englishman.

After smashing randomly, the leading British policeman walked up to Peng San with a baton.

"Peng. Are you okay?"

"It's okay. But can this guy let me have a chat with him?"

"Of course. You are Shen's best friend, my best friend. You, I want you, drag this bastard in for me. "

"No. Third brother, please let me go this time. I was deceived by Chen Jiaying. He said that I helped him and arranged for me to go to England this time..."

"..."

Chapter 164 Capital cannot have borders

"Is going to England so attractive to you?"

After the prison guards and other prisoners left, Peng San smoked a cigar and asked Liang Guodong, who was kneeling on the ground, a little puzzled.

He really didn't understand that the guy in front of him had dark skin and dark eyes, he used to work for the British, but now he was thrown away by the British as trash, and he was still thinking about going to England.

But Liang Guodong didn't hear the doubt in Peng San's tone at all. He only knew that even the British were on Peng San's side, and he was afraid that this time he would be carried again.

"Third brother, even if you give me a hundred guts, I won't dare to offend you old man. That bastard Chen Jiaying asked me to do it. Your lord has a lot, so just let me go."

"I beg you."

"I beg you."

"Money. This is all the money he gave me. It's all here. I'll give it to you. I'll give it to you."

"..."

Liang Jiadong wept, snotted his nose and pleaded back and forth on Peng San's thigh, his heart-piercing and pitiful appearance would always be moved and deeply sympathetic to him with a hard heart.

But for this, Peng San only has deep disgust and disgust, he really can't stand a big man so soft-boned.

"Sir Liang. Don't worry, I really don't want to mess with you. You just need to answer one question, and I can let you go today."

Liang Guodong, who was crying, stopped crying immediately. He quickly wiped away the tears and snot on his face with his sleeve, showing a look of flattery and flattery.

"Third brother. You ask, you ask. I will say everything."

"You used to work for the British, wouldn't your conscience hurt?"

conscience?

Liang Guodong was asked this question.

If he had a conscience, why should he do things for the British? What a contradictory question.

Peng San probably also realized that what he asked was nonsense, so he had to answer a question.

"To change the question. In the eyes of the British, you have also seen that Hong Kong people are just waste products like garbage. That's it. Why do you still want to go to the UK?"

"..."

This is also an unanswerable question.

Liang Guodong stared blankly at Peng San, not knowing how to answer.

In an instant, Peng San lost all interest. People like Liang Guodong have long lost their souls and are just living carrion. He really doesn't bother to pay attention to such waste.

"Sir Liang. Not everyone belongs to Li Ka-shing. Take care of yourself."

"..."

Intentional injury is illegal.

But if it is a mental illness, this problem has to be discounted.

It was like a special prison vacation, in just two days, Peng San swaggered out of the prison again.

no way.

This guy is a psycho.

According to Hong Kong law, the behavior of a mentally ill patient during the onset of illness is not included in the punishment for fulfilling legal responsibilities.

Chen Jiaying rushed directly into Yunji with the Operations Department, which caused severe mental damage to Peng San, so Peng San did not have to bear the corresponding crime of injury at all.

"He Sheng. I have to thank you very much this time. If it wasn't for your help, Peng Sheng might have stayed in there for a few more days."

At [-]:[-] p.m., Flavor Court Hotel, Sheung Wan.

Charlie Cao held a glass of red wine and said to a 60-year-old British man.

Jill Helians, British, Chinese name, Helians.He has been practicing as a barrister in Hong Kong since 1960. In July 1970, he was appointed Queen's Counsel.In the early years, he was directly appointed as a judge of the Court of Appeal. After Patten's arrival, he was appointed as the Vice President of the Court of Appeal.

This time, Peng San was able to come out after only two days. The contribution of the Vice President Helians is not small.

For Charlie Cao's toast, Helians did not show any arrogance. He knew very well that this guy in front of him was the Queen's Counsel of Capital One. He was willing to help this time. The reason for the famous name of the capital is included.

The guy who brought down the Bank of England, the kind of guy it can't do any harm to befriend.

Without any remorse or self-blame for treating the law as a plaything, Helians touched Charlie Cao with a wine glass with a gentlemanly smile on his face.

"Cao. We are friends. Mr. Peng's business is my business. You don't have to be so polite."

"Haha. He Sheng is really quick to talk. Peng Sheng asked me to give it to you. Thank you for your help this time."

talking.

Charlie Cao pushed a paper bag onto the table.

The bulging appearance makes people's heart beat at the first glance.

Even though he was over 60, there was still a hint of excitement in Helians' eyes. It seemed that the money given by the other party was more than promised.

"Then I'll be disrespectful. But I don't know Peng Sheng..."

"Oh, that's right. Peng Sheng originally wanted to come to thank you in person, but he happened to come and thought that a very important guest needs to be received by him, so he asked me to greet you. I hope He Sheng will not be offended."

Helians felt a little disappointed.

It seems that it is still a bit difficult to get to know the big shots of Capital One through Peng San.

"Where. I'm just asking casually."

"..."

Charlie Cao didn't lie, it wasn't that Peng San didn't give Helians, the vice president, any face.

In the luxurious private room a few doors away, Peng San carelessly ate a lobster shipped from Australia without any image. The food in the cell was really not very good. Although there were extra meals, compared to outside Of course, life is still very different.

Facing Peng San, Shen Zhi smiled while holding his chopsticks.

But he was actually quite complicated.

Thousands of miles away, the remote control directly got Peng San out of it. The horror of this energy is definitely not just as simple as it looks on the surface.

Jill Helians is not just a deputy director. Judging from the report, this guy is also a core secret member of the Political Department. With MI5's training for them, how could he blatantly favor Peng San because of hundreds of thousands.

Unless, there are influences from London.

"Brother Shen. I've thought about what you said. It's indeed a good excuse to use the casino as a cover and throw it on the high seas to drive a gambling boat. But to transport such a big thing back, you have to use a tugboat, which is not easy. "

"Are you afraid of being watched?"

"..."

Peng San did not answer this question.

He was actually worried about the impact this incident would have on Shen Jiannan.

The intelligence agencies of various countries are free to eat. If those departments really want to investigate, how can they not find out who is behind the funder and what is the purpose of buying it.

At that time, God knows if it will bring big trouble to Shen Jiannan who is thousands of miles away.

Capital knows no borders.

Capital, too, has no borders.

After staying in Hong Kong for so long, if he didn't even understand these things, Peng San would not be Peng San.

Chapter 165 The first non-ferrous metals

London, England.

The autumn rain fell from the sky continuously, continuously and flutteringly.

Like silk, like silk, like mist, like smoke.It falls on the face and cools, and flows into the mouth. It is sweet, like rice wine, like honey, making people feel drunk, like a dream, like crazy, like drunk.

Stretch out your hands, the rain falls into your hands as smooth as milk; taste the rain with your mouth, with a hint of sweetness; smell the autumn rain with your nose, it seems to have a faint fragrance; appreciate the autumn rain with your eyes, That autumn rain is like elves dancing joyfully, falling happily from the sky into the world.

A gust of autumn wind blew by, and the drizzle suddenly became hard. The dense raindrops slapped on the windows, as if they were composing a cheerful light music.

It is no longer the sad autumn rain, but full of hope and enthusiasm.Just like life, there are sorrows and joys.The scenery on this road may be bleak, but maybe at the next turning point, you will see a brand new scenery: light rain, misty clouds, red trails, green fields, green leaves and warblers, red curtains and swallows...

I don't know how long it took, the wind and rain suddenly stopped.

Sophie Calomé's face was probably watered by rain and blown by the wind. It looked delicate and dizzy, with bright colors, so pitiful and heart-pounding.

Shen Jiannan couldn't help thinking of a seven character poem.

Spring breeze, peach and plum blossoms,

When the leaves of the sycamore trees fall during the autumn rain.

There are many autumn grasses in the south of the West Palace,

Fallen leaves are full of red and do not sweep.

In the rain, the grass rots and dies in autumn,

Cassia cassia are bright in color...

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Uncomfortable being looked into by Shen Jiannan's eyes, Sophie Calome drew a circle on Shen Jiannan's chest and asked with a smile.

"You are really Katina's good sister."

"But you look like you're having fun."

"I just want to say, fire prevention, theft prevention and girlfriend protection, this sentence is not false at all."

"Shen. Are you Orientals so shameless?"

"..."

In the world of adults, some things don't require emotion.

But the game between men and women will more or less change the taste because of in-depth communication.

Shen Jiannan never thought about what would happen to Sophie Calome, even though she had a proud figure and delicate face.

But if it happened once, it was an accident, and if it happened twice, it could only be fate.

Who can resist such a thing as fate.

After some nonsense and mutual tenderness, Shen Jiannan took a hot bath in the bathroom with bare feet, and walked to the living room wrapped in a towel.

Throat is a bit dry.

Just like running ten kilometers in summer, it makes people want to drink water.

Wiping his hair, Shen Jiannan picked up the thermos bottle and poured a cup of warm water and took a sip. As the warm liquid entered his throat, the lost energy and moisture were finally replenished quickly.

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