Chapter 107 The furious Guanchaiba
The next morning.
Xinhua Branch.
A middle-aged man in a suit and tie, accompanied by two assistants, hurriedly walked into an office.
"Mr. Song, you are here!"
The branch president who was making tea for Dao Scarhong in the office saw the middle-aged man coming in and introduced with a smile: "This is Miss Zhong. She is the one who wants to donate a US dollar to our mainland."
"Hello, Miss Zhong, I am Song An."
Song An, who was over forty years old, saw Dao Scar Hong, whose temperament was somewhat affluent. With just one glance, he could tell that the donor could not be the woman in front of him, and there must be someone else.
But these are small things.
No matter who the donor is, as long as the $185 million is genuine, you can gain their friendship.
In this era, the mainland is too short of foreign exchange.
In order to earn foreign exchange, I don’t know how many state-owned or public-private factories adopt the path of small profits but quick turnover. They produce good products, but they cannot sell at high prices, and the international community is trying hard to lower prices.
In many places, if a businessman comes to the mainland to invest in foreign exchange such as US dollars, pounds, euros, etc., the local person in charge can personally come out to greet him...
185 million US dollars!
It doesn't matter how grand you treat it.
"Mr. Song, I need to confirm your identity..." Although Song An is extraordinary, Dao Scarhong is still doing things for others, and necessary procedures are indispensable.
She didn't want to do something wrong and disappoint Brother Long.
"It should, it should."
Song An decisively took out the documents and handed them to Dao Scarhong to check them one by one.
In fact, A Hong couldn't tell the truth from the lie at all, but she had good experience and could judge whether Song An's identity was fake based on a person's conversation, temperament, and the age of the documents.
after a while.
Dao Scarhong returned the certificate to the other party and said with a smile: "Mr. Song, the money I want to donate is deposited in a Swiss bank, account 3396006, and the password is..."
"Chief Yang, go and take out this money."
"Yes, Mr. Song."
Yang Jianhua, who was temporarily assigned to escort him, took the order and walked out.
They were not the only ones who came to receive donations this time. There were also a large number of people outside, waiting to do something.
After Yang Jianhua left.
Song An looked at Dao Scar Hong and said with a sorry smile: "Miss Zhong, we are so short of foreign exchange, please forgive me."
"To be honest, I don't quite understand your desire for foreign exchange, but I can feel that you need U.S. dollars very much..." At this point, Dao Scarhong changed the subject and said bluntly: "You must have seen that I It’s just that person, none of this money belongs to me, but my boss said that if the negotiation goes well, we can invest 10 million or 20 million US dollars in real estate in the mainland.”
"Ms. Zhong, thank Boss You for me! He has done us a big favor."
Song An was happy.
I thought that US$185 million was the harvest from this trip, but I didn't expect that it was an unexpected surprise.
Whether it's ten million or twenty million, bringing this foreign exchange back is a merit and can help him reach a higher level.
……
at the same time.
Kai Tak Airport.
Through the connections of the Lei family, Cheng Long, who took the express lane to apply for a Hong Kong passport, followed Cheng Yingsi, who was wearing a pink suit, carrying a suitcase.
Guanchaiba himself is from Hong Kong and has deep roots here. Since he wants to pretend to be Cheng Yingsi's younger brother, he has to sit through it from beginning to end instead of going to the horse to show off.
Otherwise, it’s easy to show your flaws.
The entire journey was silent.
At two o'clock in the afternoon, inside a four-star luxury hotel in Penang, Malaysia.
"Master, when do you plan to take action?"
Before entering, Cheng Yingsi looked like a big sister. After entering, she seemed to be a different person. She was respectful to Cheng Long, and her eyes were filled with awe, as if she was in awe of a god.
All of this stems from the fact that Cheng Long used bloodthirsty beads last night to heal her bruised thighs and bloody gunshot wounds. Even if she went to the hospital and had emergency suturing, ugly scars would still be left after recovery.
This thigh that originally took a month or two to recover was actually cured by Cheng Long in minutes!
It’s simply a miracle!
Not to mention, she had already fallen under the puppet spell at that time. Even if she hadn't, she would still arouse a surge of awe.
"Now!"
The four-star hotel Cheng Long stayed in was actually Guanchaiba's designated hotel.
From the moment Cheng Yingsi walked in, the two of them were under surveillance. Naturally, they couldn't delay at this time.
"Good master."
Cheng Yingsi decisively picked up the mobile phone and dialed Guan Cai Ba's number.
"Husband, where are you?"
"Are you here already? Wait for me in the room. I'll be back in a moment."
"Well, there's no rush. We'll talk about it after we're done."
After hanging up.
After Cheng Yingsi took off her coat, she unbuttoned her shirt and said, "Malaysia is even hotter than Hong Kong. After taking a taxi for more than 20 minutes, I was sweating and sticky."
"Then go and wash up."
Cheng Long watched Sister-in-law Cheng's performance with great interest.
"Master, don't you take a shower? I can help you with a bath, pinch your back, and beat your legs. My husband often says that my techniques are very good, and my massage is more comfortable than that of the girl in the massage parlor."
"I'll forget it. I have to do something later. Doing it now means doing it in vain."
Cheng Long waved his hand and refused with difficulty. It wasn't that he was completely uninterested in Mrs. Cheng, but this woman was following Guan Chaiba in drug trafficking and had harmed countless people.
So he never thought of letting the other party go from the beginning.
Now I feel comfortable for a few hours, and then I have to kill and suck blood, turning the person into a mummy. Thinking about it... I agree with the style of the evil tyrant.
But after all, he is not a serious demon cultivator and cannot do such evil things.
"Then I'll go wash it first."
Sister-in-law Cheng took off her clothes directly in the living room, constantly challenging Cheng Long's tolerance.
However, Mr. Cheng did not close his eyes.
Because he wants to challenge his weakness. If he can't get over this small hurdle and meets someone more beautiful in the future, wouldn't it be even more difficult to sit still?
Ever since, a strange drama started in the hotel room.
In order to survive, women keep posing gracefully to attract men's attention.
In order to increase his endurance, the man remained as still as a bell, but his eyes were as wide as a bell.
"Kata!"
The door suddenly opened.
Guan Chai Ba, who had just been told to work outside, actually opened the door and entered with the guest room key, followed by Johnny, Pete and other close subordinates.
When a group of people entered the door, they happened to see Mrs. Cheng taking off her underwear and twisting her waist...
"You bitch, how dare you cuckold me?"
Guanchaiba, who was over fifty years old, saw such a blood-soaked scene. He was furious and his face was red. Johnny, Pete and others were so embarrassed that they didn't know what to do. They all turned around subconsciously. head.
Sister-in-law Cheng was so frightened that she squatted on the ground, picked up a few clothes at random, and stuffed them into her body. She looked at Cheng Long in panic and prayed: "Master, my husband is here. Kill him quickly. Help me kill him." ! ”
"Cheng Yingsi, you venomous woman, what did I do wrong that you did this to me?"
puff!
Guanchai spat out a mouthful of blood domineeringly.
Not only did his wife cheat on a man, she even asked others to kill her. The name she used to call him made blood rush to his mind.
The title master?
They have been married for so many years, and his wife has never said a word to him.
As a result, he called a young master!
Damn it, his lungs are about to explode!
"Brother, it's already this time, why are you still talking nonsense? I'll help you kill these two bitches."
Peter, played by Wang Xiao, is also very angry. His sister-in-law is usually so dignified, but she didn't expect to be so wild behind her back. She has been secretly in love with her for so long.
"No, destroy them first. I don't want them to die too easily." Guanchaiba said angrily: "I will chop off their hands and feet, gouge out their eyes, and make them into human pigs."
"No problem, I'll leave it to my sister-in-law."
Peter closed the door, took out a gun from behind, and took a few steps with a stern face.
But just when he was about to shoot Cheng Long and Cheng Yingsi, Cheng Long, who was sitting on the sofa, suddenly swayed and disappeared without a trace.
The next moment.
Wisps of black and shiny demonic energy seemed to be alive, scrambling to get into the mouths and noses of Pete, Johnny, Guanchaiba and others.
Afterwards, the nine people, headed by Guanchai Ba, all fell to the ground paralyzed and fell asleep unconsciously.
Cheng Long had no intention of nagging them. He used sleeping skills to stun Guanchaiba and others, then took out the bloodthirsty beads and sucked the nine people on the ground into mummies.
"Master, master, please don't kill me. I am still useful. I can serve you, help you kill people, and do anything for you..." Cheng Yingsi felt the cold gaze of Cheng Long and realized that a disaster was coming. , no longer caring about the three-seven-twenty-one, he prayed in a panic.
What a pity...
Before Cheng Yingsi finished speaking, she was pulled into the air by a suction force.
Just over a second, two seconds.
Sister-in-law Cheng followed in the footsteps of Guanchaiba.
After all, Cheng Long was kind-hearted and didn't let Cheng Yingsi suffer too much. Unlike Guan Chaiba and others, it took him more than ten seconds to suck them dry one by one.
He killed 10 more people. Counting yesterday's 23 people and those he killed before, he had killed 80 people since the last upgrade.
Of the 125 people needed to advance from the seventh level to the eighth level of Qi training, there are now only 34 people left. More people were killed during the last upgrade. After the upgrade, there is a surplus of eleven people, so we have to add them.
After packing the bodies of Guanchaiba and his party, Cheng Long packed Mrs. Cheng's suitcase and dragged it downstairs to check out.
Then he hurriedly left the hotel.
He had no use for Cheng Yingsi's luggage. He took it away purely because he didn't want to cause trouble. Otherwise, if the luggage was still there even though he was gone, the hotel would definitely call the police.
Once you check out, no one will care about this.
Half an hour later.
Cheng Long came to the airport ticket hall.
He wanted to return to the port city, but when he saw a few blond and blue-eyed foreigners, he suddenly thought that he might go to North America to buy an RV in a while, so he simply changed his address and went to Citi Country alone.
In the late 1980s, the number of people serving prison sentences tripled, and private prisons were emerging as an emerging industry.
In the future, one in 20 people at Citigroup will have been in prison, and one in eight people who have been in prison will have been convicted of a felony.
Today and in the future, Huaqi is a holy place for demonic cultivators.
It just so happened that the time travel materials prepared by Sister Hong would take some time, so I might as well go to Citi Country to experience the crime rate there, and kill a few damn people by the way.
If you have the chance, you can also try the taste of Yangma!
(End of chapter)