Fang Shuping, who was once again standing on the land of Huaguo, was somewhat dispirited—he didn't want to return to China so soon, but he was forced to do so by others.

"Seshener is located at the confluence of the three ocean currents, and this season is the only time of the year that is the best time to go ashore." Fang Shuping listlessly picked up a knife and sharpened the cigar in his hand, "The nautical chart has been given You, you can go there by yourself without asking me to send you off. There is an old saying, "I go to school, and I am not late every day." My brother-in-law wishes you a smooth journey. We will miss you when we see you again. Bye bye. Your little brother helped me book a plane ticket back to the United States..."

Du Zhengwen, who had obtained Seshener's exact address and detailed route map, responded by pulling out a gun and pointing it at Fang Shuping's temple, "I'll say it one last time, don't call me brother-in-law again! Also, It’s our journey together.”

Fang Shuping threw away the knife and cigar in his hand vigorously, turned around so that the muzzle of the gun was aimed at the center of his eyebrows, his anger exploded and he went into a runaway state: "Damn it, your Du family is like this You bastard! Pull the trigger if you have the ability. Young master, I grew up playing with guns and I’m afraid of you! Do you believe it or not? If you shoot one shot, I’ll kill you as a funeral object in less than three days?! If you don’t believe me, try it!”

Du Zhengwen was so choked by his words that his hands trembled, and even the muzzle of the gun on Fang Shuping's forehead turned into a chicken pecking rice, but after shaking for a long time, he gritted his teeth and withdrew his hand.

This gun didn't even have the safety on.

Fang Shuping was right, he really didn't have the guts to shoot.

The old man of the Fang family is highly respected, and his qualifications are so deep that it is difficult to shake. Even many of the current military and political officials are from his sect; the boss of the Fang family is currently rising in military ranks in an orderly manner. Those who rose steadily from the lowest level of non-commissioned officers by relying on their military merits had more real power than Mr. Fang who was gradually retiring.

If Du Zhengwen would have dared to threaten him with his life when he first met Fang Shuping.But it has been so long now, from Vail City to Newlanden and then back to China——Du Zhengwen didn't have the guts to try to see if Fang's family knew Fang Shuping's whereabouts.

What made him helpless the most was that Fang Shuping was a "hob meat", and his ability to mess around was so high.Regarding this point, what Du Zhengwen didn't know was that he would definitely be able to find a common language with Du Zhuoyang.

Fang Shuping sneered and looked at Du Zhengwen: "How many people are expecting me to call them 'brother-in-law', and you still don't accept your account? I'll give you the picture; I'll withdraw it too. Now you Isn't it a little funny to play against me? Let me tell you the truth, if my elder brother can't see me in person at Beidu Airport this afternoon, you will never think about Seshener in this life. If it's good, you won't What kind of threat are you talking about? Who is afraid of whom?"

Du Zhengwen's face became more and more serious. He looked back at the dissatisfaction of his subordinates with Fang Shuping's remarks for a week. After taking a few deep breaths, he said coldly: "It's not appropriate for Master Fang to say that. If I don’t trouble you to accompany me for a walk, how would I know if I would go the wrong way, or be stopped by some marine police on the way?”

"Being stopped by the police uncle can only be because you are going the wrong way, and the wrong way is because you are an idiot." Fang Shuping, who is under the control of others on his own territory, still speaks confidently, "I treat you as my own family, don't be self-righteous. The heart of a villain measures the belly of a gentleman!"

After all, Du Zhengwen lost the face and bearing of the big brother of the underworld. After darkening his face for a long time, he turned his head and led the people to the convoy not far away - he wanted to go from here to a small port in the south, where the boats were already prepared, and he could enter by detour Indian South China Sea, and then set off for Seshener.

The underworld business and the movie business are both thriving in the United States. The Du family prince recently added a new hobby: holding a Glock and playing [-]-step piercing Yang at the shooting range.There were bullet casings all over the ground, and the hair from a hundred meters away hit the bull's-eye.

You must know that the Glock in his hand is an old model a few years ago, and its effective range is only 150 meters. Moreover, the bullets of this gun cannot penetrate the human body after being fired, but will remain in the flesh.

Du Zhuoyang calmly changed the magazine, raised his arm, took aim, and fired...hit the heart!

——I will use this gun to return all the bullets you left behind, one by one, just in a different way.

"Young Master Du," the subordinate who accompanied him delivered a cigar at the right time, "Valerio Tesoric has been waiting for you for half an hour."

"Wait a little longer, it will help him to improve his memory." Du Zhuoyang dropped the gun in his hand, signaled to the waiter at the side that today's entertainment is over, and then walked towards the reception room outside the venue while taking the neatly trimmed cigar go.

Valerio is the current head of the Terry family. He is two meters tall and has silver hair and blue eyes. Even if he just sits casually on the sofa, he has an imposing manner.

Du Zhuoyang went to the sofa facing Valerio, sat down, and unceremoniously crossed his legs and placed them on the table in front of the sofa. The soles of his shoes were facing the indifferent man.

"Long time no see." The Chinese words spoken by the Italian man were round and round, with a strange tone.

"Stop talking nonsense!" This was the reply of Prince Du who was biting a cigar.

Valerio raised his eyebrows, and immediately changed his words: "Annie made a mistake, I think the Terry family has made corresponding compensation."

"Not enough." Du Zhuoyang spat out two words coldly.

"I have already given up all of the city of Vail to the Du family. Such a great sincerity is enough to make up for the mistakes of the last heir." Valerio gave up his difficult Chinese, and quickly spoke a series of words Italian with a decidedly subdued anger.

It's a pity that Du Zhuoyang didn't like him at all: "If I'm sitting here talking about your father, that's enough. But now I'm talking about you, that's not enough."

The tall man showed fleeting embarrassment on his face. After a moment of silence, he said: "The Terry family and the Du family were fighting for the piece of strawberry cake in Africa, and the Terry family withdrew."

Du Zhuoyang pushed forward: "There are also Turner Pictures' theaters."

The muscle at the corner of Valerio's lips twitched, but he still took a half step back: "Half."

"Deal." Prince Du breathed out a mouthful of off-white smoke comfortably.

It is rumored that Antonio, the last heir of the Terry family, is suave and suave, and it seems that Du Zhuoyang not only knows the rumor, but also has more accurate information than the rumor.

"I'll bring Annie to apologize to you in person some other day." Valerio said to Du Zhuoyang before getting into the car.

"Not interested." Du Zhuoyang didn't sell him any face, "Not everyone takes that idiot as a treasure."

Watching the black Porsche disappear from sight, Du Zhuoyang took out his phone and pressed the number he had memorized by heart long ago, but his finger stayed on the dial button until the screen of the phone went black automatically.

He felt a little panicked in his heart. When he was negotiating terms with Valerio just now, he could have put forward other better demands, such as Kennani, who is in the civil war, and the ordnance replacement business of the US military every two years. , or the casino licensing rights in Orlando... But by a strange coincidence, he asked for the theater management rights of Terry's film company.

There is more than one idiot, Du Zhuoyang thought bitterly, he has already retired and he is not in the United States, so what if he wins all the theaters in the United States? !

While thinking this way, Du Zhuoyang, who was in a bad mood, called Aji beside him, "Aki, tell Ji Boda that you can take the guns that the African guys want, and I will double the price of the bullets. Since the Terry family If you don’t do this business, then the price will not be decided by those niggers!”

Just when Prince Du bitterly squeezed the hard-earned money of the African people to relieve his anger, the second young master Fang who had gone through all kinds of hardships finally returned to Beidu Airport alive.

Du Zhengwen, who was pushed by his words so that one Buddha was born and two Buddhas ascended to heaven, did not shoot him down on the spot, he had already given enough face to Mr. Fang and Mr. Fang.As for Fang Shuping's request to buy a plane ticket to send him back to Beijing, it was directly dismissed by Du Zhengwen as a P.

The most valuable thing on the penniless Second Young Master Fang is the jade tail ring that sneaked out of Du Zhuoyang's body, but thinking about it with his heels, he knew that Second Young Master Fang would die with this ring even if he died.Fortunately, although Fang Shuping is two, he still has a good face and a good mouth. With a few words, he got a ride to the airport without any effort, and even got a ride to Beijing One ticket.

After getting off the plane, Fang Shuping, who has always been ignorant of morals, just waved goodbye to the kind young woman who gave him a ride and bought a plane ticket, and then crumpled up the small note with the contact information sprayed on it and threw it away. Into the trash can.

The Second Young Master Fang, who had lived up to the ardent hopes of the lonely young woman, finally ushered in the punishment of fate when he just left the airport gate: a whole team of soldiers with live ammunition guarded all the exits of the lobby, and then charged by running the first second they saw him The posture quickly held him down.

"Hey, hey, which division are you from? Why don't you even know me?" Fang Shuping reflexively grasped the tail ring hanging around his neck, "And whoever of you will lend me 100 yuan first to open a bank account?" Card? I’m still in a hurry to go back to America to see my wife.”

It's just that the person holding him down was Fang Dashao's personal guards, who were unmoved by the blandishments of this guy, not only ignored him, but also stuffed the guy into the heavily guarded military vehicle without delay. It's almost like handcuffs and shackles and gagging with smelly socks.

"Or should we reissue the passport first?" Fang Ershao was so thick-skinned that he was so shameless that people and gods were indignant, "It's useless to buy me a meal, first go to get the money, then reissue the passport, then send me to the plane, and finally remember to talk to my elder brother. Say I love him forever..."

It's a pity that the whole team of military vehicles didn't even hesitate. After "taking into custody" the target person, they drove straight to the compound outside the sixth ring road of Beidu without delay for half a second.

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