A month has passed since the incident in the Holy See, and everything seems to have calmed down.
No one suffered any losses.
Through some secret channels, Si Gang finally succeeded in returning the holy armor, which had been damaged in many places, back to the Vatican.
The Dark Council used a blood curse to seal the holy sword they obtained, threw it into a long-abandoned mine, and then sealed it with hundreds of tons of concrete.
The Scotland Yard bosses received a reprimand and probably a month's bonus deduction, but nothing serious happened.
The only one who was a little depressed was probably the arms dealer who was approached by Officer Carl, because he once gave Yi Chen a small batch of arms that were not of very good quality during delivery, and Yi Chen sold him to him unceremoniously.
As a result, this guy ran away the day after Calden's visit and went to the beach near Mount Vesuvius.
It seemed that he had no hope of returning to England in this life.
Still sitting in his general manager's office on the 23rd floor, watching the rare sunshine shining on the entire city of London, Yi Chen sang loudly: "Hallelujah...
Praise God, my dear, you have finally made London this lifeless city There’s a little bit of brilliance.”
Feili sat on the sofa in the corner and said nonchalantly: "Boss, this Swiss tourbillon watch is so exquisite.
It is limited to 9,999 pieces worldwide."
Her big watery eyes looked over affectionately. .
Yi Chen was in a good mood and waved his hand: "Okay, honey, ask Phil to order a few pieces.
We each have one...
Of course, my dear Feili wants two, hehe..."
Sure enough, Feili With a bright face, Yi Chen really didn't know why she wanted so many watches.
Now she had more than thirty famous watches in the jewelry box.
Phil suddenly knocked on the door and came in.
He said a little strangely: "Boss, that old guy Wiggins sent someone an invitation to you, inviting you to attend the opening ceremony of his new place.
What do you mean?"
Yi Chen was a little surprised and asked: "Did he open another racecourse for his new place?
This old guy doesn't think the money is enough.
Of course, no one will have too much money...
Okay, okay, get ready."
With good horse feed, let’s give him some face and go to this celebration.”
Phil nodded and walked out.
Ten minutes later, he came in again and looked at Yi Chen with a strange expression.
Yi Chen snapped his fingers, handed the jade pendant between the fingers of his right hand to his left hand, looked at the bright sunshine outside the window, and said with a thick smile: "Mr.
Phil, I know you are the best choice for a housekeeper.
It seems that you are indeed the best choice for a housekeeper."
That's right.
Hmm, is there any new news?
Did I guess wrong that the old guy who smells like a horse didn't open a racecourse this time?"
Phil said in a weird voice: "No, boss, there are rumors in the underground that Wiggins has crossed the line.
The last people he brought to see you were a few Japanese, who are said to be members of the largest gang in Asia."
The high-level people...
They opened a large Japanese restaurant in the West End of London.
It was actually a high-end casino with a membership fee of 10 million US dollars.
It was Grant's territory.
There are two secret casinos there.”
Yi Chen frowned, gently picked up the teacup in front of him, took a sip of the green tea, and said to himself: "Japanese, where is Japan...
By the way, Japan seems to be right next to China. , I occasionally heard of them when I was in the mountains, our old men, There are two other people who have had conflicts with them...
It's strange that the Japanese came to London to open a casino and asked Wiggins to cooperate.
God, this is such a mess.
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Although Wiggins also gambles, he manipulates it.
It’s about underground horse racing.
For this kind of casino business, you should go to Grant.”
Phil shook his head and made no comment.
Yi Chen was very, very strange: "These Japanese people are so unskilled.
They went to the wrong church with their investment, which means they went to the wrong temple with a pig's head...
Wiggins, Wiggins, old ghost, Let’s see how Grant settles the score with you...
Phil, let’s go to their celebration.
Let’s just try the Japanese food.”
Phil accepted the order.
Feili raised her head, blinked her big eyes, and asked curiously: "Is Japanese food delicious?
I don't want to waste time on junk food."
Yi Chen thought for a moment and said, "It should be okay, right?
The West District is full of wealthy bosses who open restaurants there.
If the food is too bad, I'm afraid it will be closed within three days.
But... they opened it It’s a casino, I’m afraid the food isn’t too important, I’m really afraid it will be junk food.”
Three days later, at 10:00 in the morning, the sun was still shining brightly, so Yi Chen and the others drove over in Phil's extended white Rolls-Royce.
Kane did not follow him.
After all, Chinatown was Yi Chen's base camp, and it had to be guarded by capable subordinates.
Chekov, who had been staying in a villa in the suburbs, also put down his great business, which was the so-called work of putting a few red lights on European network traffic, and ran over as fast as he could.
Yi Chen looked at Chekov who was sitting on the car seat like a slug in confusion, and asked him: "When did you become interested in gambling?
Aren't you reluctant to gamble even a penny?
This time the casino is opening." ah."
Chekov's eyes were shining, and a certain part of his lower body was stretched out unsightly, and he shouted loudly: "Boss, don't you know?
Don't you know?
Japanese cuisine, the most famous one is nyotama... damn...
"Using the body of a beautiful virgin as a container for food, God, I praise you, you are so beautiful."
There was a clearly filthy smile on his face, and Feili almost looked at it.
Knock him out of the car with one punch.
Yi Chen was a little stunned, and after a long time he let out a breath: "Damn, what kind of weird thing is this...
I don't want to eat such a damn thing, damn, who knows if this woman has skin diseases, damn it , Even if you don’t have any skin disease, if you sweat..."
Yi Chen frowned in disgust, and his impression of the Japanese suddenly changed.
It is too perverted for the Japanese to use women to cook.
Along the way, no one spoke anymore.
Only Fei Li buried her head in Yi Chen's arms to avoid seeing the increasingly disgusting look on Chekov's head.
If Fei Li and Yi Chen were not present, Maybe he didn't bother to care about the feelings of Gore and Jester, and just used his hands to touch the pleasure.
There is a quiet forest in the West End of London, which is only five or six meters wide.
On the left side of the road, there is a row of low white brick walls with black rain eaves.
You can see the lush trees in the yard, giving it a quiet and pleasant atmosphere.
Yi Chen looked at the yard through the car window, shook his head and said, "Old guy Wiggins and those Japanese have spent a lot of money.
It's not easy to build such a yard in the West District...
Phil, the current land price , this is probably the most expensive piece.”
Phil, who was driving, nodded and said nothing.
Under the guidance of several Wiggins' subordinates, he passed the six-bay black door and drove into the yard.
Yi Chen said repeatedly: "Well, these ones look similar to wooden figures, that's it...
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What is that one called?
A subordinate of the Yamaguchi group, did he die yesterday?
Today is also a happy day, what the hell?
Who are you showing your zombie face to?"
Chekov was the first to get out of the car.
When he heard Yi Chen's complaint, he turned back with a smile and explained: "Boss, you really don't care about the customs and customs in the world at all.
The Japanese have the strictest class society.
Japanese men are just like robots... but Japanese chicks...
Hey, boss, I heard that there are no virgins over the age of twelve in Japan.
Heaven”
Yi Chen rolled his eyes and got out of the car a little embarrassed, because the Japanese who came to greet them had just approached, and their faces were a little ugly when they heard Chekov's words. . .
However, looking at their expressions, Yi Chen felt that Chekov was not talking nonsense this time.
The 30-year-old Japanese team member at the head and the four subordinates behind him bowed ninety degrees to Yi Chen and said respectfully in English with a slightly weird accent: "Is this gentleman our team leader and Wei Jin?"
Mr.
Si is in the hall, please come in.
If you have any special requests, you can ask us."
The corners of Jester's mouth turned up crazily, and finally, with Yi Chen's eyes forcefully stopping him, he suppressed the laughter that was about to break out.
Chekov looked at this team member with fascination, seeming to regard him as a stunning beauty.
However, it was Yi Chen who glanced at him with a cold gaze, and Chekov reluctantly closed his mouth.
After introducing himself a little, the group followed the five Japanese and walked towards the two-story traditional Japanese mansion in the center of the courtyard.
Yi Chen looked at the scenery to the left and right and said a little surprised: "Your boss , Oh, you are the team leader, you are really generous.
How long have you been preparing this courtyard?"
Yi Chen was a little dissatisfied with the efficiency of his subordinates.
Looking at the scale of the courtyard, it would take at least a year or so to take care of it, and his subordinates There was no news at all.
However, considering that most of his current subordinates were hooligans, and there really were no outstanding people who could wander around in the West District, Yi Chen reluctantly forgave this matter in his heart.
The Japanese who took the lead said in their usual respectful tone: "Yes, we spent a year and a half preparing this place.
You see, the hall in the middle is used for large banquets, and the small tea pavilion in the nearby woods is for Prepared for a small gathering of distinguished guests.”
Yi Chen said a few words casually, and everyone had already arrived in front of the mansion.
At the door, four girls in formal kimonos that almost made Chekov drool were kneeling on the floor, waiting for the group to put on their clogs.
Yi Chen's face became a little gloomy, because inside Chekov's luxurious crocodile leather boots, there was a pair of bare feet that were a little dirty and had no socks.
Yi Chen decided angrily: "Damn it, I have to take care of the clothing of the people below when I get back...
But, damn, among so many people, only Chekov is a bastard, socks.
Neither wears a pair.”
Wiggins was sitting in the center of the room, holding a small white porcelain wine glass, talking to an Asian man in his forties with a vigorous face.
Seeing Yi Chen bringing someone in, Wiggins quickly said something secretly to the person, and then the two stood up to greet him.
Yi Chen had sharp ears.
Even though Wiggins was whispering ten meters away, he could hear clearly.
He heard Wiggins say: "Mr.
Yamaguchi, this guy is China Yi, the person you want to recruit." ” Yi Chen sneered in his heart: "If you recruit me honestly and give me benefits and let me cooperate, it's not bad.
What the hell are you trying to recruit me?"
But on the surface, he stepped forward with a cheerful face and faced Wei.
Jins laughed and said: "Wiggins, you old guy, how come you suddenly found such a group of good friends and opened such a place after not seeing each other for a few days?"
Wiggins smiled broadly, hugged Yi Chen, and said loudly: "China Yi, this is your fault.
Last time Mr.
Yamaguchi and I went to see you, you suddenly fell ill...
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Don't tell me that you are here Make excuses."
Yi Chen smiled: "How come?
There are many benefits to cooperating with you.
How could I deliberately not see you?
By the way, this is."
Yi Chen put the words away lightly and extended his hand to the mountain pass.
Yamaguchi held Yi Chen's hand, showed a smile, and said to Yi Chen with an unusually conceited but controlled proud smile: "I am Yamaguchi Kazuo, the second leader of the Yamaguchi group.
You are Mr.
Yi Wiggins of China has told me a lot about you.
We still have some matters that we want to cooperate with Mr.
Yi.
We hope you can stay and talk to us later.”
Yi Chen smiled and nodded gently without saying a word.
But Yi Chen cursed loudly in his heart: "Damn it, you are just attracted by the men and the gun in my hand.
You are afraid that Grant will fight with you, and you want me to stand up to you.
Damn it, the biggest gang in Asia now, you yourself."
Why don't you send someone over to guard the place?
Yes, Scotland Yard will not give you Japanese face, but you have to give us British citizens a little face, right?"
Wiggins smiled and said to Yi Chen: "Please enjoy some food and wine.
The fish fillets here taste very, very good...
The celebration will start on time at 12:00 noon."
Seeing Yamaguchi walking away to take care of things, Wiggins lowered his voice and said: "Mysterious and weird Easterners insist on saying that the sun is hottest at noon, when their gods are most powerful, and they insist on opening at that time...
Oh my god, such a big sun. , it will be very hot.”
Yi Chen raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "I am also a weird Oriental, but I don't have so many problems.
Old Wiggins, aren't you afraid of Grant...
Look, the other bosses are Coming, but Grant is here Are you trying to compete with him for business?"
Yi Chen greeted the two London bosses who were walking in with his hand playing with the jade pendant.
The two men smiled in return and flirted with each other.
The maids who brought the wine and food were gone.
Wiggins' face was a little ugly.
After a while, he said: "Is this...China Yi, I hope you can understand that the last time I went to you, we were ready and wanted you to invest.
Yes.
You know, Grant's people are very unreasonable.
I just want to redistribute the interests.
The other bosses have no objections, but he insists on it."
Yi Chen interrupted him and said bluntly: "Oh Wiggins, I'm afraid you also understand.
As long as you don't interfere in the business of other bosses, who would object?
But Grant is different.
His main source of wealth is in the casino." , He won’t give up his profits willingly.
If you want me to invest, aren’t you just interested in the people and guns in my hands?”
Wiggins also said simply: "Well, China Yi, how many shares do you want, if you can deal with Grant, everything will be easy to discuss."
Yichen Lion shouted loudly: "Then, 40% dividend.
If you give me 40% of the profit from gambling in the future, I will kill Grant for you.
I am easy to talk to, give me money, and I can kill Grant for you.
Enemy.
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You know my way of doing things, don’t you?”
Wiggins was stunned for a moment: "40 is a joke, China Yi, I only have a profit of 20."
Yi Chen laughed, gently threw up the jade pendant in his left hand, then caught it with two fingers, put it into his inner bag, and looked at Wiggins with a strange smile on his face: "So, the Japanese It’s just asking you to open up some of their joints, and it won’t be of much benefit to you, so why bother?”
Wiggins stopped talking.
His benefits were not limited to this.
If the Japanese could monopolize the gambling industry near London, his horse betting would also soar.
That's why he cooperated with the Japanese wholeheartedly.
He did not hesitate to conflict with Grant.
With these inside stories, how could he tell Yi Chen that the Japanese's foundation in London was too shallow and they needed a strong helper to help them develop their situation.
The ruthless Yi Chen became their best choice.
Moreover, Wiggins was naive.
I believe that Yi Chen is also from Asia and will be closer to the Yamaguchi group anyway.
Yi Chen snorted coldly and said: "I'll take a step back.
Go tell that Yamaguchi Kazuo.
Either give me the 30% dividend or forget it.
Anyway, Grant and I have a very good relationship.
I even won a small amount in his casino."
I can't do such a face-breaking thing."
Yi Chen summoned his subordinates, held Feili in his arms and sat in front of a table in the corner of the hall, slowly tasting Japanese sake and fish.
From the corner of his eye, he saw Wiggins arriving with a grimace on his face.
In front of Yamaguchi who was giving instructions in Japanese.
Not only Yi Chen, but also Chekov, who did not have this ability, several other people were eavesdropping on the conversation between Wiggins and Yamaguchi.
Wiggins told Yamaguchi honestly about Yi Chen's request.
Yamaguchi turned aside and quickly glanced in Yi Chen's direction, muttering: "Damn, Chinese, damn...him."
The asking price is too high.
I can’t make the decision, it’s up to the boss.”
After a while, Yamaguchi said coldly to Wiggins: "He wants 30.
How can there be such a thing?
You took 20 of the dividends.
Although we took 80, after counting up and down, there was only about 50 left." " Yamaguchi took a long breath, glanced at Yi Chen again, and asked Wiggins in a low voice: "Are his subordinates reliable?
Can he replace him with his subordinates?"
Yi Chen laughed in his heart: "Damn it, you want to provoke rebellion in our nest."
He looked at Feili, Phil, Gore and Jester with a evil smile.
The faces of the four people changed, and there were continuous expressions in their eyes.
Revealing the absolutely impossible meaning, Feili glanced at Yamaguchi with murderous eyes.
If Yi Chen hadn't hugged her waist, he would have punched her out.
Wiggins smiled bitterly: "I'm afraid it's difficult.
I don't know where China Yi found these people.
It seems that they are the most united group in London.
It's really difficult.
China Yi himself is a person who can't see through.
Guy..."
Wiggins lowered his voice: "It's best not to say what you just said to others.
He is very cruel.
He once killed three bosses who were of similar status to us.
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I don't want you to say that today.
I was beaten into a rag doll with a submachine gun at night.”
Yamaguchi also frowned, nodded, and pulled Wiggins out.
Yi Chen laughed.
It seemed that he had a good reputation in London.
He casually asked: "What does China mean?
Does it mean Chinese?"
Chekov, who was wrapping a sashimi with a big ball of wasabi and stuffing it into his mouth, widened his eyes and said vaguely: "Boss, he said you Chinese people are fucking, damn Japanese radish, in Japanese , the Chinese mean it, it’s very indecent anyway...
Damn Japanese carrots,” a series of wonderful Russian greetings came out.
Yi Chen frowned.
He didn't know what China meant.
When they were on the mountain, a few old ghosts just urged their fellow disciples to cultivate their moral character every day, but they didn't tell him what China and Japan were.
Of course, they didn't look down on them.
Give them a history lesson.
Although Yi Chen was a little annoyed that Yamaguchi scolded him, but thinking about it, as long as he gets along with them in the future, why would he have such trouble?
If he scolds himself, he will be unlucky for a year and he will make money back.
Just like this, a group of people were sitting in the hall, doing nothing serious but drinking and talking nonsense.
Chekov wanted to find someone to make some special requests, but Jester, who felt very embarrassed, stabbed him with a finger.
Chekov, who was numb all over, could only sit in a daze.
At noon, Yi Chen felt the endless heat of the true fire of the sun in the sky.
The power of the stars in the four directions was diluted to the lowest point.
Yi Chen also stopped the uneconomical movement of true energy.
Several bosses in London City exchanged opinions with each other.
After saying hello, he led his subordinates and followed a few Japanese people out, preparing to participate in the formal celebration.
A group of people walked towards the gate of the yard with smiles.
When they were less than a hundred meters away from the gate, I don't know if it was a bomb or a rocket fired.
There was a sudden explosion at the gate, and a fireball shot into the sky.
Black smoke filled the air, and among the fireworks, a dozen Japanese and several Wiggins' men screamed and flew backwards in all directions, and occasionally some limbs or something fell from the sky.
The reporters outside the gate were also screaming and running around.
Although they were not injured by the power of the explosion, the loud noise and fire had frightened them.
What surprised Yi Chen was that a few tabloid reporters were still desperately taking photos.
On the contrary, those reporters with large media logos on their microphones dropped all their equipment and ran away.
Most of the people around Yi Chen squatted on the ground subconsciously, and there was a commotion.
Most of the people who came to the celebration had a gun in hand and looked around nervously.
Chekov simply fell to the ground and screamed: "Boss, bomb, bomb, fuck, fuck, I'll do it..."
Yi Chen took a step back slightly and stood beside Chekov.
Phil, Gore, and Jester were also distributed around Chekov, guarding against subsequent attacks that would kill the boy.
Feili was He took out a fine small pistol, slowly walked around the perimeter to check, and then made a safe gesture.
A large number of gunmen rushed out from all sides of the courtyard.
The furious Yamaguchi and Wiggins jumped on their feet and cursed: "Grant, I can't spare you..."
Cold sweat was dripping from their foreheads.
If it weren't for the show, they would have If he appeared to host the opening ceremony after the guests arrived, he would have been killed along with it.
Yi Chen smiled: "It's exciting now...
Well, 30% dividend, will you give it to me?
Haha, Grant is really impatient, but he created an opportunity for me..."
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Sirens wailed and a large number of police cars arrived.
By the time they arrived, Yi Chen and the others, who were an eyesore, had already left the scene.
The invited VIPs and celebrities had also left early.
It depends on how Yamaguchi and the others deal with the police.
To put it bluntly, you are a real business place, why are you pretending that someone has had enough to eat and has nothing to do to blow you up?
Chekov laughed wildly in the car on the way back: "Damn it, Uncle Bin Laden doesn't like their situation.
If he wants to blow up Downing Street, he will blow up Downing Street...
However, Grant shouldn't be too harsh, those Japanese girls are really So beautiful..."
Some part of his body started to hold up the tent again, Feili groaned and lay in Yi Chen's arms again
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