the world is at stake

Li Fuzhen retracted his hand slowly, and asked blankly, "Are you going to kill me?"

"Why do you ask?"

"I see your face."

"so what?"

"Aren't you afraid I'll tell the police?"

"One-sided words can't prove anything. Your mental state is unstable, and no one will believe your words. In fact, I told the truth to everyone, but how many people will believe it? How to prove it?"

Zhou Qingfeng grabbed the walkie-talkie again, and asked again with a smile: "Do you want to play the live broadcast again? It's really exciting."

Chapter 16

Seeing Zhou Qingfeng's cynical face up close, Li Fuzhen felt much calmer.

She had always wondered who the man in front of her was, even though he repeatedly stated that she was 'Zhou Qingfeng', she couldn't believe it at all.

You can take off the mask, turn off the voice changer, and the answer is so ridiculous.The most unlikely thing happened.

"You are a liar, a big liar. You use the truth to construct a lie that deviates from rationality, and people all over the world are fooled." Li Fuzhen leaned against the wall of the corridor and propped himself up with both hands.

Zhou Qingfeng put on his disguise again, and reached out to pull the woman up.Li Fuzhen slapped his hand away, and said stubbornly: "I can walk by myself."

Miss Samsung graduated from Yonsei University, a prestigious school in Korea, and she is almost in the Qingbei class in China.Later, she went to Massachusetts Institute of Technology to study for an MBA. After returning to Korea, she was known for being shrewd and capable. Outsiders called her "Little Li Jianxi".

Once such a woman calms down, reason returns to her head.She doesn't ask 'why' too much. First, she acquiesces that everything is reasonable, and then she thinks about how to get out of the predicament.

Zhou Qingfeng was the complete opposite, thinking out of the blue and acting recklessly.He handed over the walkie-talkie again, indicating that he would continue the live broadcast—this immediately made a mess of Li Fuzhen's rationality.

So people who followed the Peninsula Hotel kidnapping heard a new dialogue between the contradictory men and women.

"Miss, can I ask you a question?"

"No, I'm not in the mood right now."

"You're married, right? Why did the daughter of the richest man in Korea marry Im Woo-jae, who was born as a commoner and only had a high school education?"

"This is my private matter, I refuse to answer."

"Hey... from my perspective as the richest man in Asia, I actually have a guess. The status of Korean women is too low. Even if you are the eldest lady of Samsung, you still have to face the dilemma of marriage.

For example, your elder brother is married to the daughter of the president of the South Korean Daesang Group, and your eldest sister is also married to the second son of the president of 'Dong-A Ilbo'. You Korean chaebols have always strengthened your relationship with each other for the sake of status and wealth.

But "a married daughter is like water poured out", the wife is basically divorced from the original family, and can only be a vassal of her husband, without any power or status.

In order to get rid of this predicament, you who have always wanted to be strong, simply choose a man from a commoner background who is easy to control and not too annoying to marry.You don't have to enter into other Korean conglomerate families as a victim of marriage and keep your position in Samsung. "

"You...don't talk nonsense. This is my private matter, and you are not qualified to comment."

Wow……

All over Hong Kong, South Korea, and even East Asia, at least tens of millions of people are following the dialogue between this couple.Hearing Zhou Qingfeng analyze it from the perspective of the richest man in Asia, it immediately gave people a kind of insight.

Li Fuzhen's marriage has always been a hot topic in the world. Most people think that this "Bai Fumei" found a "toad" for Mao?Are you blind?

Listening to Zhou Qingfeng's simple two sentences today, this is probably the closest guess to the truth - it's not that no one has made this speculation before, but now the richest man in Asia is analyzing the inside story of the richest man in South Korea, the situation is completely different.

This is too believable.

The gossip soul of the people is burning!

At this moment, as long as this 'Century Chat' program is rebroadcasted, the ratings will skyrocket.Countless people stayed up late at night, still paying attention to the development of the situation with vigor.

On the radio, Li Fuzhen's reaction was intense and high-pitched, completely different from the tone of crying not long ago.

Zhou Qingfeng laughed and said: "Yeah, you didn't deny it, which means I guessed right. In fact, those things about wealthy families are not difficult to understand. If you clear away the fog, you will find that the essence is money and power."

Being able to understand the inside story of the wealthy family with a strong sense of presence, the public was so fascinated by it that they wished they could jump into the radio waves and move a small bench to sit next to the two men and women.

Zhou Qingfeng continued: "Hey... have you ever thought that the man you chose is too useless, the kind of 'mud can't support the wall'?

You give him a chance, but he can't grasp it. In the end, he is ridiculed because of his incompetence in the family business, and then breaks the jar and becomes a laughing stock. "

In order to explain what 'mud' is, Zhou Qingfeng described it several times in English and also in Chinese.The people heard Li Fuzhen's displeased cold snort, but said nothing.

But the beauty of this cold snort is that it really tickles people, and it can make people listen to countless imaginary images - the arrogant Miss Samsung must have been caught by the words, and there is no way to refute them.

"Or did you expect it a long time ago, and what you are looking for is a waste that will not pose any threat to you?" Zhou Qingfeng himself was imagining, "Will you give birth to this waste?"

"Zhou Qingfeng, you're going too far!" Li Fuzhen cut off the live broadcast again in a panic.This break made countless listeners beat their chests and feel melancholy—why wasn't Miss Samsung the trash she was looking for?

There are many people who are willing to drink the eldest lady's bath water.

The same beating is also included in "The Jackal". He is also listening to "The Most Real Voice in the Peninsula Hotel", but halfway through listening to it, he almost drives himself out of depression.

"This is a kidnapping, a kidnapping that has caused a sensation in Hong Kong and even the whole world. Look at the rich people I kidnapped, their combined assets exceed Bill Gates.

This is a historic kidnapping to be recorded in the annals of history!

It should be me who the whole world pays attention to.

But now let alone ordinary people, even the Hong Kong police treat me casually and dare to ignore my existence.They all ran to pay attention to the 'meaningless' chat between the two meat tickets. "

It's really 'the world is going down, people's hearts are not old'. 'Real economy' can't do as well as 'virtual economy'.Hard-working "moving bricks" can't beat "sellers who charge IQ tax".

'Jackal' couldn't figure it out, how could things turn out like this?

According to his imagination, journalists should risk their lives like crazy to enter the hotel to interview him.The Hong Kong police should compromise and meet their various demands in a low-key manner.

The world's rich and powerful will be in a state of panic all day long, worrying that the 'wolves' will find themselves on their heads.People all over the world regard him as a legend, and in the next few decades, a large number of writers will rely on this case to write books.

Even... one day 'Jackal' is arrested and imprisoned, then he is also a world-class prisoner, and a book of autobiography will sell millions of copies, earning a lot of money.

Only in this way can we live up to life.

but now……

Craig, who was commanding by remote control outside the hotel, also felt that something was wrong. He used an encrypted channel to connect to the 'Jackal' in the hotel, "Are you still sure to catch Zhou Qingfeng?"

'Jackal' was a little discouraged, "I sent three groups of people to search and arrest, two of them failed to find the target. Two people died in the group that found the target, and the rest were forced to flee.

Those who escaped said that everything happened too quickly, the exchange of fire was very short, and they did not understand how there were casualties.But I have organized a team of more than ten people and made careful arrangements, and I will definitely be able to kill the target. "

There are a total of more than sixty people under 'Jackal', five of whom have already been killed by Zhou Qingfeng, and another ten people is already the limit, otherwise the huge hotel will be out of control.

Craig gritted his teeth, and said in a deep voice: "Okay, try again. We have an inside line in the Hong Kong police, and we can provide you with some convenience.

By the way, you choose half of the rich Hong Kong people in your hands and prepare to release them.Among them are plum cucumbers. "

'Jackal' was taken aback, "Release Li Cucumber?"

"Li Cucumber is our dog. Releasing him will help stabilize the situation in Hong Kong. I will let his son come forward and replace Li Cucumber in a hostage exchange. This will continue to improve the image of Li Cucumber's family."

Craig's idea was not bad. It didn't take long for the two idiot sons of the Li family to express to the police that they were willing to "take it on behalf of their father" and "two for one" to rescue their father.

The police do not approve of this performative rescue.

But the Li family used the media to launch a public opinion offensive.The idiots 'No. [-]' and 'No. [-]' burst into tears on the TV screen, crying about their unfilial sons and making their father suffer.

'Jackal' said at the right time that he had seen the stance of the two idiots of the Li family, and considering that many wealthy people including Li Cucumber were old and frail, he was willing to exchange some of the rich for two young and strong hostages.

At the same time, Zhou Qingfeng, who was heading towards the hotel monitoring room, suddenly stopped in the corridor.He grabbed Li Fuzhen who was following behind him angrily, booed with his fingers, and signaled the other party not to speak.

Two or three seconds later, Zhou Qingfeng's face changed drastically. He hugged Li Fuzhen by the waist, quickly kicked open a fire door in the corridor, and rushed into a certain floor of the hotel.

The movement of running and kicking the door was so loud that the eldest lady was terrified and screamed.But Zhou Qingfeng restrained his hippie smile, and shouted sharply: "Shut up, there are a lot of thugs here."

The men of 'Jackal' have controlled the surveillance and elevators, so it will be much easier to deploy troops in the hotel.

With Zhou Qingfeng's keen sense of hearing, he only got a few seconds of early warning, and the enemy followed closely behind him.The floor he hid from was a luxurious large restaurant. After the power supply was cut off, only the emergency lights and the fire sign in the corner were on.

In the restaurant, there are tables covered with white tablecloths, and the crystal lamps on the ceiling are gorgeous and luxurious.Those who can dine here on weekdays are at least the middle class.

Not long after entering the restaurant, the fire door kicked open by Zhou Qingfeng was gently pushed open again, and two smoking tear gas bombs were thrown outside the door.Seeing this, he cursed 'fuck'.

"Find fire supplies." Zhou Qingfeng quickly glanced around the corner of the restaurant.

"What are you looking for?" Li Fuzhen also saw the rising white smoke, but he didn't know what Zhou Qingfeng meant?

Zhou Qingfeng quickly tore off a tablecloth from a square table, took out a lighter and lit it.Li Fuzhen immediately understood what he was going to do, and found two fire masks in the back kitchen of the restaurant.

The smoke from the burning tablecloths quickly triggered the fire sprinklers on the restaurant ceiling to go into action.This system works independently and sprays a large amount of fire water.

The fire masks temporarily delayed the stimulating effect of the tear gas, giving Zhou Qingfeng and Li Fuzhen a chance to breathe.

At this moment, elite thugs wearing night vision goggles and assault rifles broke in from multiple entrances and exits of the restaurant.The first thing to catch people's attention was the bright flashlight shining around, and more than a dozen beams of light enveloped the entire restaurant.

Under the torrential fire-fighting water, Zhou Qingfeng dragged Li Fuzhen casually, and let her lie on the ground behind the bar in the restaurant.He himself aimed at an approaching figure, and secretly squeezed the trigger.

Chapter 17 Hunting

The Jewish family called 'Kadoorie' who runs the Peninsula Hotel in Hong Kong.

Its distant ancestors were in Iraq, went to India in the [-]th century, and made a fortune in Shanghai in the [-]th century. It has completely experienced the whole process of the early colonization of China by the great powers.

The Chinese have no colonial plot, and do not understand the "good self" deep in the heart of the old European aristocrats.

When Europeans come to Hong Kong, they imagine that they will cross the vast ocean on a steam ship, set foot on the dirty and messy foreign wharf, pass through the noisy and weird aboriginal streets, and then step into a luxurious and elegant European-style hotel.

There is a nobility of leaving the civilized world and entering wild lands.

In a hotel that represents the light of Western civilization, there must be a polite British butler and a humble and courteous Asian attendant.When the doorman in white opened the hotel door, he could hear the soft performance of the band and the smiling greetings of the white people.

The Peninsula Hotel meets this European style.Its internal 'Giddi's' restaurant is authentic French cuisine, with retro elegance under the white decoration.The charm and nobility of the old European aristocrats seem to have never changed.

It's just that after Zhou Qingfeng broke into the restaurant, the place suffered disaster.

The fire water sprayed from the ceiling flowed across the ground, and the hissing sound seriously disturbed the eyes and ears.

Twelve tough thugs entered the restaurant from multiple directions, but the effect of bright flashlights and tear gas was greatly reduced under the rain-like curtain of water.

Li Fuzhen was lying on the floor behind the bar in embarrassment, turning her head sideways to see several blurred beams of light flashing back and forth above her head, gritting her teeth to prevent herself from crying, but the cold water droplets made her tremble all over.

The sprayed fire water fell on the gas mask, and the limited field of view of the night vision device made visual identification extremely difficult.The thugs who entered the restaurant disarmed their night vision goggles without exception, and had to keep wiping the lenses on their gas masks.

Zhou Qingfeng squatted behind a wine cabinet, also troubled by the bad environment.But the opponent's numerical advantage has been greatly weakened, which is the biggest benefit for him.

He reached out and grabbed a bottle of 'brandy' from the wine cabinet, raised his hand and threw it in the direction of the enemy.The heavy bottle was thrown seven or eight meters away, covered by the water curtain until it landed with a 'boom'.

The thugs who broke in through the fire doors fanned out, taking cover alternately.

Hearing the sound, the group stopped immediately, trying to identify what fell behind them.Two of them squatted down and rolled on the spot, for fear that what they threw was a grenade or something.

With such a gap of one or two seconds, the enemy has no time to care about him.

Zhou Qingfeng saw the figure on the ground shrink back suddenly, and the assault rifle in his hand shot towards the outside of the wine cabinet. The AK-47 was leveled by him and fired, and the muzzle jumped up and turned into a sweeping line.

Short bursts fired five or six rounds.But before the shuttle was finished, he swam like a fish and moved quickly—retaliatory fire followed immediately after the gunshot.

There were crackling noises on the wine cabinet, bullets pierced through the thick wooden boards, and exploded the placed wine bottles one by one, glass shards were flying randomly, and a lot of broken wood was mixed in between.

The muzzle flames were particularly conspicuous in the water curtain. Zhou Qingfeng, who was fleeing, shot continuously at the bright spots while running. Good hand-eye coordination and body balance became the key elements for the decisive victory.

Every time a short burst is fired, a bright spot of flame goes out on the opposite side, but there will be more muffled sounds of heavy objects falling to the ground, and screams of being shot and injured.

The exchange of fire lasted only five or six seconds, but the rioters dodged around to find cover, and hid in places such as pillars and wall corners.Wait until they look at their own formation - one dead and two wounded.

The six thugs coming in through the fire doors equal to losing half of their combat power.

The death is not bad, but the injury is a bit miserable.One person was shot in the chest, but the body armor failed to hold him back, and he fell into the splashed fire water, vomiting blood non-stop.

Another person was shot in the thigh and was gritting his teeth and dragging his wounded leg towards the corner of the wall.But when he was only half a meter away from the corner of the wall, another round of bullets was fired not far away and hit him in the back—this time he fell to the ground without moving.

Heck... that's three dead.

The group that came in through the fire door did not dare to enter again.He could only hope that another group of accomplices coming in from the main entrance would attract Zhou Qingfeng's attention.

The six thugs who came from the main entrance wanted to support their companions.They searched for the sound and moved quickly in the direction of the gunshot, using the pillars of the restaurant as cover in the process of running, alternately.

This is the method of many people bullying few people, using fast to fight slowly, that is, to make the target suffer from the enemy, making it difficult to parry - the opponent must either turn around and flee, or be killed.

A thug ran behind the pillar, aimed his gun at it, and shouted 'safe'.Another thug immediately followed behind him, approaching another pillar.

At this alternate two or three seconds, the click sound of the magazine being released and replaced was heard in the fire water curtain.This is someone reloading ammo.

The six thugs who entered the gate stared at the direction of the sound with their eyes and muzzles at the same time.Three of them fired in a tacit understanding to suppress the shooting, and the other three quickly approached, ready to kill the target.

These cooperations are completed in breath, clean and neat.It has to be said that the killers Marco and Craig recruited were carefully trained by the United States and Britain, and their combat skills are quite good.

The direction the bullet was aiming at was a screen, and the fabric screen was torn into pieces with a few swishes.The wall behind the screen was already covered with bullet craters, and Zhou Qingfeng was hiding behind the wall, estimating the ballistic trajectory to determine the opponent's position and number.

This firepower suppressed enough to restrain Zhou Qingfeng's speed.But before he could fight back, another shot rang out from the main entrance of the restaurant.But this time the target was not Zhou Qingfeng, but the men of the 'Jackal'.

As soon as the gunshot rang out, the thugs who were being suppressed by the firepower were shocked suddenly, and their ghosts sprang up.

One of them was shot in the back and survived but was seriously injured.This forced the other thugs to stop attacking Zhou Qingfeng immediately, and at least half of them were assigned to defend, while the other half looked for opportunities to evade.