At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Yi Chen and Tang Hu had a very confidential phone call.
They didn't say much, but both parties understood what the other meant.
Within an hour after the call, Yi Chen's subordinates all symbolically evacuated the South District of London.
The people from Longmen slowly dispersed from the Chinese neighborhood and declared their control over the bars, nightclubs and other businesses in the South District.
Tang Hu and the others knew that Yi Chen's three subordinate leaders had their own businesses in the Southern District, and the people from Longmen were very careful not to get close to those storefronts.
About three hours later, Yi Chen's subordinates, including Qia Li and several other leaders, returned to their place.
Qia Li was extremely puzzled by Yi Chen and Tang Hu's strange actions.
Isn't it just a handover of territory?
Why should the brothers run so hard out of the South District and then run back to directly greet those places that are not their business and explain that they will do so in the future?
Isn’t it enough to just listen to Longmen’s words?
Of course, Yi Chen and Tang Hu didn't see it that way.
This was a ritual, a symbol, and this step was indispensable.
After finishing the matter of handing over the territory to Longmen, Yi Chen sat cross-legged for half an hour.
Because those few traces of alien essence came out to cause trouble again, Yi Chen got angry and simply went to sleep.
It was Feili who woke up Yi Chen.
Feili held a thick stack of newspapers that exuded a strong smell of ink in her hands.
Then she threw the newspapers on Yi Chen's body and said with a sigh: "Boss, what are those newspapers?"
This old man is so ruthless.
He has uncovered all his old accounts, including the fact that the current Prime Minister made a secret agreement with the United States four years ago, including his acceptance of certain illegal benefits.
The printed newspapers have not been distributed yet.”
Yi Chen jumped up in excitement and unfolded a thick newspaper.
The eye-catching headline was: "Three thousand soldiers were killed for no reason.
Who should be responsible for their lives?"
Then, hundreds of photos of what happened on that beach were published below.
Pictures of the gruesome corpses of soldiers appeared on the Internet.
Feili leaned on Yi Chen's back.
Yi Chen patted her with his backhand, threw away the newspaper in hand, and picked up another one.
Sure enough, the headline was: "Our soldiers, twenty dollars a piece."
Life."
But the current prime minister sent more than 10,000 soldiers to Iraq after accepting various offers from the Americans for less than 200,000 US dollars.
Everyone in the world knows that no leader would make such an important decision for a mere two hundred thousand dollars.
However, what people like is excitement and troubled waters.
As long as your newspaper says so, many people will naturally be happy.
Think so.
Yi Chen laughed loudly, rushed into the bathroom with Fei Li in his arms, took a hurried bath, kissed Fei Li's face and said: "Baby Fei Li, stay at home and watch Chekov and Sally." , don’t let anything happen to them, I’ll take Phil and the three of them to visit some people...
Ah, these old ghosts have reaped the benefits.
They’re moving so fast this time, I have to leave before the newspaper comes out.
Let them underestimate my speed, huh" Feili nodded obediently, kissed Yi Chen and said, "Understood, boss, are the benefits to us great this time?
You are so positive."
Yi Chen laughed and walked out: "Of course there are big benefits, very big benefits, honey, at least we can do whatever we want in the future, as long as we don't plan to kill London with nuclear warheads."
With one hand he picked up Jester, who had been lying on the sofa smoking marijuana so early in the morning.
Yi Chen ordered Phil: "Mr.
Phil, take it with you, um...
I don't know how big this gentleman's appetite is.
Take it with you."
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Two million means something...
That old bastard Huuna, he wants me to help him buy people, but his money hasn't been sent yet.
If he dares to eat this money, huh."
Phil and Gore nodded and strode out.
Yi Chen took Jester to the garage first and got in the car.
After a while, Phil and Gore came over each carrying a small suitcase.
After the car started, Jester suddenly said: "Boss, the car we are using now doesn't seem very impressive."
Yi Chen was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean, do you want us to build a car out of pure gold?
Are you going to use a tank engine to drive it?"
Jester exhaled a puff of smoke and yawned: "No, pure gold is too tacky, but boss, I saw in the magazine that Feili read yesterday, it seems that Mercedes-Benz can customize such extraordinary and luxurious vehicles. , why don’t we get one too...
Boss, please change it to a big car that’s as long as a train car, so that it fits our current status.”
Yi Chen glanced at him: "The proposal is good, but you don't have good intentions, dear Jester, are you attracted to my car?
Damn it, why don't you buy one yourself?
You insist on buying my car?"
How about I give you a brand new BMW sports car, but please don't crash him into the police car again.
If we didn't have many subordinates to blame, your driving license would have been revoked. " Jester smiled flatteringly.
He really had no good intentions.
He had already started thinking about Yi Chen's white Rolls-Royce.
Of course, he had to instigate Yi Chen to change the car so that as soon as the Rolls-Royce came back from Paris, , it will be your own right away, isn’t it a wonderful thing?
Yi Chen said with a smile: "But okay, Gore, let's get it done...
It's the first time I order a vehicle, so I might as well make it perfect.
I admired it very much when we ambush those intelligence agents last time. , the performance of their bulletproof vehicle, I require that the bulletproof capability of that vehicle exceeds that of ordinary armored vehicles.
Do you understand that the batch of self-propelled anti-aircraft guns has just been sold, and the price is good, so there is no need to consider the cost issue. " Phil asked in a deep voice: "Boss, do you need to add some weapons to the car?"
Yi Chen sighed and shook his head: "No, Phil, we are not making an armored combat vehicle, but a luxurious private vehicle.
The facilities inside are as perfect as possible for me.
I ask them to deliver the goods in half a year.
How much does it cost?
. . .
Money is not an issue.
Jester secretly rejoiced and gulped down the clouds happily, but he did not want to think about it.
The Rolls-Royce was in his hands and it was gone to the recycling yard in just a few days.
Phil said in a deep voice: "Boss, Congressman Smith's home has arrived.
Should we visit him directly now?"
Yi Chen looked at the white two-story building in front of him and shook his head gently: "No, it's still too early.
Let's wait for the newspaper delivery person to arrive and then go in in about five minutes.
Maybe the effect will be much better." ” Jester rolled his eyes, looked at the small building in front of him and said, "This guy is really frugal, boss.
If he doesn't have money, what kind of congressman would he be?"
Yi Chen recalled the information Xiuna gave him, shook his head and said, "No, how could he have no money?
Smith owns two large companies, but he doesn't want to participate in the actual management.
He is focused on being a shareholder behind the scenes.
It’s a good plan to make some money every year, and then focus on being a member of parliament and climb to the top of the political arena.”
Jester laughed strangely, turned over and sat down and said, "Boss, then we shouldn't use money to bribe such people."
Yi Chen nodded and said, "So, how do you want to deal with him?"
Jester said viciously: "We should buy him with two boxes.
Since he has money, he will not betray his camp for such a small amount of our dollars.
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It may be better if we directly threaten him with violence." ” Yi Chen glared at Jester: "Jester, learn something.
I will never use violent methods until the end.
Because that means that someone who could have been our friend has been killed by us.
This is a loss.
Death threats are not a good idea.
People like Smith can call on dozens of police officers to protect him at any time, and we are in big trouble."
Seeing Jester's disapproval, Yi Chen warned him: "Think about it, if we didn't have such a strong strength, would it be impossible for us to be able to deal with ten ordinary people...
I always like to use my brain, and Don’t use your own hands to get your prey.
If you are too superstitious about force, the final result will definitely be ruthless defeat, Jester, remember this.”
Jester rolled his eyes and muttered: "Then, how do you use your brain to win Mr.
Smith's heart, boss?"
Yi Chen laughed: "I'm not waiting for the opportunity...
Oh, this lovely angel, he is here."
A kid, about eleven or twelve years old, whizzed by on a mountain bike and smashed a bundle of newspapers at the door of Smith's house.
It fell on the grass inside the door.
He shouted: "Hey , breaking news.”
Two bodyguard-like figures in black suits came out of the leak.
They habitually checked the bundle of newspapers, scanned the headlines of the newspapers, and walked in with a slightly changed expression.
Yi Chen laughed softly: "Great, Mr.
Smith has two more intelligent bodyguards.
At least they know that their boss supports the current prime minister.
One intelligent subordinate can defeat ten brainless ones." , be happy for Mr.
Smith.
Ah, is this his lovely daughter?”
A girl with long brown hair, wearing a white jacket and light blue jeans, rushed out of the house, carrying a denim bag behind her, and shouted: "Mom, goodbye..."
She stepped up and stopped by the steps.
The bicycle rushed out of the gate.
Yi Chen and others' eyes followed her, and Jester murmured: "Maybe kidnapping her would be a good idea if that Smith really loves her."
Yi Chen looked at Jester: "Oh, Jester, you have become more and more despicable recently.
You even talked about kidnapping a little girl.
I have to say that you should have less contact with Chekov in the future.
If you fool around with me, you'll almost become a jerk like him.
But I must admit, it's a good idea, I thought so just now."
Jester rolled his eyes, crossed himself on his chest solemnly, and muttered: "God bless you, my bastard boss."
Yi Chen smiled, looked at his watch, opened the car door and said, "It's time, Phil, you look at the car and the suitcase, Gore, Jester, I, get in, OK."
Phil nodded and made a no-question sign.
Jester walked slightly behind Yi Chen on the right, and Gore followed Yi Chen two meters behind as a habit.
The three of them slowly approached the door of Smith's house, and Yi Chen pressed the button with a smile. doorbell.
A bodyguard in black came out, looked at Yi Chen and the others carefully, walked slowly across the grassland from the house to the gate, and said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, the gate is not locked.
Ringing the doorbell is a redundant action. . . .
Besides, this is a private residence, and we don’t know you, so please leave here.”
Yi Chen smiled and said, "No, I came here specifically to visit Mr.
Smith."
The bodyguard frowned: "Have you made an appointment?"
Yi Chen said proudly: "Unless it's the Prime Minister or the King, I don't think I, Yi Chen, need to make an appointment with anyone in London."
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The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, not knowing where this person named Yi Chen came from.
Yi Chen said with a smile: "Why don't you inform Mr.
Smith and say that Mr.
Huner's representative wants to see him...
Is this okay?
By the way, don't doubt my identity.
I am also a member of the glorious British Empire.
One of the knights.
Also, the medal I got is the same as Mr.
Smith’s.”
The bodyguard rolled his eyes, nodded and said, "Then, please come in.
However, I cannot guarantee that the boss will meet you."
Yi Chen walked past him nonchalantly and said with a smile: "Since I want to meet someone, there is no one I can't meet.
Mr.
Jester..."
Yi Chen's words stopped Jester.
Ste, he originally wanted to stab the bodyguard in the stomach secretly.
Yi Chen didn't wait long in the small living room with simple and bright decoration.
Maybe it was Xiuna's name that played a role.
Smith walked down with a frown and said to Yi Chen in a cautious tone: "Mr.
Yi, may I ask you a question?"
I really don’t know why Mr.
Huener knows someone like you.”
Smith is a cautious person, there is no need, he doesn't want to offend Yi Chen.
Yi Chen's hand touched his arms, and the two Smith's bodyguards standing in the corner of the room nervously put their hands to their waists.
They had just learned from the boss what kind of person Yi Chen was.
For such a person, They didn't dare to be careless at all.
Who knows what Yi Chen's purpose is?
Maybe it's simply to kill his boss.
Huner and Smith are not good friends.
Jester and Gore, who were standing behind Yi Chen's sofa, had already looked over with fierce eyes.
Yi Chen took out a big cigar in his hand, lit it with the lighter in Jester's hand, looked at Smith who had sat down on the sofa in front of him, and said with a smile: "Mr.
Smith, I'm too A little presumptuous, of course, these are extraordinary times, and we need to speed up the pace of our plans, right?"
Smith looked at Yi Chen strangely and asked, "Would you like some wine?"
Yi Chen refused and said: "No, drinking early in the morning is not a way to maintain your health.
Mr.
Smith, are your two subordinates reliable?
I mean, they won't leak anything, right?"
Smith laughed: "No, don't worry, they are my most loyal assistants.
Maybe my wife will accidentally leak something, but they won't...
Do you have something very important?
Then, screw me."
How is the study room?”
Yi Chen was too lazy to move around, shook his head and said: "No, it's very good here.
I don't want to waste your and my own time.
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You are a big shot, and a big shot's time is precious.
As for me, I don't dare to belittle myself.
I need to deal with it every day.
There are a lot of things, so I tell you frankly, I came here just for a deal."
Smith looked at Yi Chen and finally couldn't help but said in a sarcastic tone: "Ah ha, deal...
I'm sorry, Mr.
Yi, I'm not interested in drugs.
Did Mr.
Huner change his career?"
Yi Chen's eyes flashed fiercely, and the sneer on Smith's face suddenly retracted, and a chill secretly came up in his heart.
Yi Chen leaned on the sofa and whispered: "I have never taken drugs, Mr.
Smith.
It is not a good idea to offend people like me.
Do you understand?
Maybe in your heart, we can be placed on an equal footing."
Let’s talk, it’ll be good for you and me.”
Smith regretted a little.
Since he knew the details of Yi Chen, why did he provoke him?
He was famous in the parliament for his sharp comments, but a rogue leader like Yi Chen obviously would not appreciate his talent.
Smith raised his hand: "Okay, I'm sorry, Mr.
Yi, you see, I apologize sincerely.
But I really don't know what kind of deal we can have."
Yi Chen looked around and said, "Have you read today's newspaper?
How do you feel about the news?"
Smith's face changed, and he said in a deep voice: "Fake news concocted by political opponents...it's obviously manipulated, isn't it?
Otherwise, why would almost all newspapers publish this news at the same time?"
Yi Chen looked at him: "This is the truth, Mr.
Smith.
The truth cannot be erased.
The prime minister you support is a hypocritical liar, an incompetent person, a person who dare not take responsibility, and a... bastard ” Smith's face was as dark as water, and he said without any emotion: "You viciously attacked the leader of our British Empire in front of me, sir.
This is not what a gentleman should do."
Yi Chen said matter-of-factly: "I'm not a gentleman, at least compared to you, I'm not...
Well, maybe he won't be the leader of the British Empire soon, I believe that."
Countless thoughts ran through Smith's mind like a lantern: "Aha, look, are you here to convince me to support the possible interim cabinet...
God, this is not something I can decide, nor is it yours.
We should participate.
We have our own social division of labor, and we must keep our duties, understand.”
Yi Chen cursed angrily in his heart: "Damn it, you bastard, do you still think you are a head taller than me?"
Yi Chen said viciously: "You have a beautiful daughter.
Damn it, I shouldn't have said this."
Smith's face changed wildly, and most of his previous vigor suddenly disappeared.
His two bodyguards took a step forward involuntarily. . .
Smith asked in a trembling voice: "What did you do, if, if you..."
Yi Chenbang dropped a little cigarette ash, deliberately dropped the cigarette ash on the floor, and said in a deep voice: "We haven't done anything yet, because I want to negotiate a deal with you, don't you?
You support the current prime minister, and He has a wide network of contacts in the parliament and is an enviable role, huh?"
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Smith gritted his teeth and calculated carefully.
Since Yi Chen openly threatened the safety of his daughter, Smith did not doubt that Yi Chen and the others would kill his daughter.
No matter from which aspect, he must carefully consider Yi Chen's proposal.
Of course, although Yi Chen Chen didn't explain what the deal was, but since he mentioned Huner, Smith understood everything.
Yi Chen whispered softly: "Do you think the current cabinet can survive?
In the long term, more information will be disclosed, and the prime minister you support will have a bright aura.
It will be broken into pieces little by little.
After all the silk and silk are torn off, a graceful and luxurious lady turns out to be nothing more than an aha."
Smith quickly made the decision that was best for him.
He looked up at Yi Chen and said, "My benefit."
Yi Chen was stunned for a moment.
He didn't expect that Smith would change like this.
He was a die-hard supporter in the parliament.
Even if he turned with the wind, it would be too fast.
Benefits: What benefits can Xiuna give him?
Well, Yi Chen doesn't know.
He originally planned to buy them with money.
Anyway, the people they support can't bear it anymore.
It's better to let these target people get some money after some coercion and inducement.
But Smith directly proposed that he needed some benefits, so it was not something that could be spent with a little money.
Yi Chen said carefully: "What benefits do you want?"
Smith suddenly realized that Xiuna had never told Yi Chen what he would get if he supported Xiuna.
Smith also thought that Huner and the others might have planned to use some money to buy him off.
Smith is a bit funny.
He is not short of money.
It would be too ridiculous for Huena and the others to impress him like this.
But Smith's heart suddenly sank.
Maybe money couldn't move him, but with the weight of Yi Chen, the weight would be much greater.
Xiuna and the others were clearly threatening him.
The thoughts in his mind changed rapidly, and Smith said carefully: "You see, we all pursue the improvement of our status.
Otherwise, why would we be in politics and serve the citizens..."
Yi Chen laughed: "Yeah, fuck it, who would really join the parliament for this bullshit reason?
A higher position, more power, not money, of course it is not a thing for you. " Smith nodded: "So, give me something that makes me more satisfied, and I will support Huener.
I can even recruit people from my camp for him.
This is what he wants, right?"
Yi Chen felt a little ridiculous.
It seemed that he had not done anything, and Smith had already become Xiuna and the others.
However, it was also a good thing to be able to save two million.
But Yi Chen had to say that these politicians were as unreliable as bitches.
Taking a heavy puff of his cigar, Yi Chen blew out a smoke ring: "You can interview Mr.
Huner yourself.
If you have time, we can go to Mr.
Huner's manor now..."
Just as he said this, the phone on one of Smith's bodyguards rang.
The bodyguard answered the phone and listened to it a few times.
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He quickly walked over and handed it to Smith, whispering: "This is a call from the Prime Minister."
After speaking, he glanced at it.
Easy to dust.
Yi Chen smiled and probably understood what was going on.
The heavy blows from Xiuna and the others made the Prime Minister unable to sit still.
If he did not recruit his staff to discuss countermeasures, he would really have to step down in despair.
This is not What they like to see.
Yi Chen smiled and asked Smith who put away the phone: "Maybe you are not free today."
Smith looked at Yi Chen, nodded and said, "I was caught off guard.
I was caught off guard.
Mr.
Yi, maybe I should entrust you to talk to Mr.
Huner.
Of course, I will not forget your hard work."
Yi Chen didn't bother to bother too much.
He stood up and stretched out his hand to Smith: "Well, great, please remember what you said today and never forget it...
Your daughter is a beautiful and lovely girl.
Girl, oh, I don’t mean anything else, I just express my sincere admiration.”
Smith stood up, held Yi Chen's hand and said, "Yes, she is an angel...
Mr.
Yi, please do everything."
Yi Chen also looked at him solemnly: "Of course, we are friends now."
Smith shook Yi Chen's hand firmly: "Of course."
Yi Chen said goodbye.
In the elevator in Chinatown, Jester complained: "These guys are so quick to turn against each other.
Britain is really a wonderful place.
There are both rigid knights and nobles like Arthur, and gentlemen and celebrities without any moral standards." ,What a nice place."
Yi Chen leaned against the wall without any grace at all, and said with a smile: "This is a problem, but what does it have to do with us?
The more hypocrites in the world, the better for us.
Come on, Jester, dear Jester Sir, etiquette, justice and integrity are only important to believers of God.
We don’t believe in God, so why do we care so much?”
Jester chuckled and stepped out of the elevator, muttering: "Long live Satan, yes, why should we care whether they are good people or not."
A man leaning against the wall opposite the elevator door and smoking a cigarette laughed: "Aha, Mr.
Yi, your subordinate is so interesting.
A person who openly declares his belief in Satan has been around the world for so long.
This Jace Mr.
Te is still the first.”
Jester held his head high and walked away with marijuana in his mouth, not bothering to answer at all.
Yi Chen was stunned: "Ah, Mr.
Zhang, you actually have time to come to our place.
Phil and Gore, get ready.
I'll treat Mr.
Zhang to lunch...
By the way, why do you want to stay here, those bastards?"
Didn’t I entertain you?”
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Mr.
Zhang shrugged his shoulders and said in a low voice: "Your girlfriend is not very enthusiastic.
She picks up the magazine like a statue...
As for Mr.
Chekov...
I'm sorry, he and I are really disappointed.
We had no common language, so we had to go out and smoke.”
Yi Chen smiled bitterly, he naturally knew Feili and Chekov's problems.
Yi Chen apologized repeatedly, stretched out his hand and said in a false invitation: "Please, please, what can you do for me?"
Mr.
Zhang stood there, looked around and said, "It's nothing.
I'm just stopping by for a visit this time.
I won't need lunch.
I have something to do at the embassy...
Well, I'll ask you a question and I'll leave."
Yi Chen looked at Mr.
Zhang slyly, smiled and said, "The situation has been changing recently."
Mr.
Zhang also smiled slyly, stretched out three fingers and said: "Three candidates, I only need you to tell me one name...
Huner, Holkin, Morgan, um, Mr.
Yi, if you invest, Who will it fall on?
It’s true that things are changing, but no matter how big the waves are, someone will always reach the other side.”
Yi Chen put his hands behind his back, with a puzzled look on his face: "These three people are big shots.
What do you want to say?
If it were me, I would definitely invest fully.
With your power and connections, don't you know the news?
" Mr.
Zhang blew out the cigarette lightly: "Well, our capital is too small.
It is not economical to invest in three people at the same time.
We must be very careful about these things.
If it is found out, it will be a big scandal...
Besides, it’s impossible for my people to meet That's all, come on, Yi, tell me, you are a dragon on earth, is there anything you don't know about your daily interactions with them, just give me some information.
Come on, I’m also a hardworking person.”
Yi Chen stretched out his right hand and whispered: "It's my old habit to never return my hand when I reach out, so please give me some benefits."
Mr.
Zhang laughed strangely: "You're too foreign, don't you know your hometown?
How about I give you ten of the latest main battle tanks?
You can drive them around the streets of London.
They must be so majestic that the traffic police won't dare to look for them."
You're in trouble."
Yi Chen laughed and cursed: "Hell, if I drive a tank on the street, I'm afraid the British armored division will greet me...
Well, I never do anything without getting anything in return.
This is my principle.
Just exchange it for something. ” Mr.
Zhang flicked off some cigarette ashes and said with a smile: "Your junior brothers have brought a message.
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Do you want to listen?"
Yi Chen raised his eyebrows, slowly retracted his outstretched hand, and said cautiously: "I'm optimistic about Xiuna...
It's my personal opinion."
Mr.
Zhang also became serious, nodded slightly and said: "Well, I understand, originally we concluded that each of them has a probability of 33, but now the probability of Xiuna is at least 50, maybe more...
Okay... .thank you."
Having just finished speaking seriously, Mr.
Zhang smiled and blinked, his hand already pressed on the elevator button.
When the elevator door opened, he said: "Your junior brother said that everything is fine with them and there is no need to worry about them."
Others had already stepped into the elevator and closed the elevator door.
Yi Chen kicked out, kicked the elevator door gently, and whispered with a smile: "If I ask you to pay the price, can you run away?"
Mr.
Zhang leaned in the elevator, threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, and thought: "He seems to be a good friend...
Maybe I should trouble him more in the future.
Anyway, he is embarrassed to accept my money, and he has so many inside stories.
News.
It’s a big gold mine.”