Sakura smiled slightly, glanced furtively with her big eyes, and whispered with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I understand, taking someone out, hehe, it's fun.
In Japan, teasing the police is the most fun thing.
I didn’t expect that in the UK, you could tease such a high-status law enforcement officer.”
Yi Chenguai laughed a few times and finally turned his attention to the dining table and said with a smile: "Everyone, you're welcome.
This is Chinese food made by the most famous chef in Songhe Tower.
It's not easy to eat."
Harvey refused a piece of ham and said hesitantly: "As long as you have money, is there anything you can't eat?"
Yi Chen laughed: "Of course, you can get everything if you have money, but even if you have money, you may not be able to eat a meal prepared by the chef of Songhe Tower in London."
Glenn asked Yi Chen: "Why is that?"
Tang Hu snorted coldly: "Because I am the boss of Songhe Tower, and my chef will not cook for foreigners."
Harvey stared at Tang Hu: "Hey, kid, don't be too arrogant.
You are just a restaurant owner.
Be careful."
Yi Chen said in a weird voice: "Mr.
Hawei, Mr.
Tang Hu has enough reasons to be arrogant."
Harvey showed off his big fist in a demonstration, snorted and said, "Only with strength can you be qualified to be arrogant."
Without saying a word, Tang Hu grabbed the sterling silver table knife at hand and stabbed it at a red wine bottle in front of him.
Wherever his inner force touched it, the tip of the knife made a subtle, almost indistinguishable hissing sound.
Like a hot knife cutting through butter, the soft sterling silver table knife easily pierced the wine bottle, and the other side came out smoothly.
Harvey immediately shut his mouth, and Glenn looked at the almost magical scene in front of him stupidly.
Only Fenhuis laughed and said: "Ah ha, good kung fu, good kung fu, it's so wonderful...Yi, you The wine is really good, come on, let’s drink.”
Yi Chen picked up the wine glass with a smile: "So, what do we wish for?"
Harvey waved his fist: "I hope our team will kill the French tonight and let them go home crying, hahahahaha."
Yi Chen, Harvey, Glenn, and Fenhuis raised their wine glasses, but Dracula, Michelle, Tang Hu, Ying, and Feili were all minding their own food, so they didn't bother to pay attention to Harvey. proposal.
The four of them clinked their wine glasses awkwardly and drank the wine in one gulp.
Gore walked in lightly and whispered: "Boss, the goods have arrived."
Yi Chen raised his eyebrows: "Oh, then, let's take him to the basement."
The corner of his mouth curved into a weird smile.
Her gray eyes stared at him tightly, and she said softly: "Oh, Yi, bring something here for us to see.
Is it something shameful?
It doesn't matter.
Auntie won't say anything about you.
Bring it and have a look."
Look."
Yi Chen looked at it with an honest face: "You will definitely not be interested in these goods.
They are some strange things I customized for Mr.
Dracula.
You..."
He ordered in a tone that could not be refuted: "Yi, bring those goods and let me see...
You won't play tricks on your aunt, will you?"
Fenhuis's eyes glanced nervously back and forth between Yi Chen and Yi Chen.
He was a little unsure of what the relationship was with Yi Chen.
Is it really the relationship between aunt and nephew?
But it seems that there is no close relationship with Yi Chen.
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If not, why should she admit this matter in public?
After all, where is her identity?
She is the director of i6.
Is it necessary to curry favor with Yi Chen?
Yi Chen looked aggrieved: "Then, let's do it, Mr.
Gore, bring up the best one as a sample for my dear aunt to see."
Jester and Chekov, who were huddled in a corner of the room, secretly smoking marijuana, laughed strangely in a low voice, and glanced at them with malicious eyes.
They were so happy in their hearts that their boss was playing tricks again.
She keenly noticed the strange looks in Jester and Chekov's eyes, but for a moment she didn't know what went wrong. . .
Less than five minutes later, something shocking happened.
Gore walked in with a solemn face.
Behind him, four black men with shirtless bodies and muscular bodies were walking slowly carrying a heavy marble coffin.
Come in.
A dozen agents followed behind at a loss. . .
What a luxurious and almost extravagant coffin.
The entire shell is dug out of marble, with countless gorgeous rose patterns inlaid with gold wire.
A pair of large golden bat wings extend from the head downwards.
Gore directed his subordinates to carefully lower the coffin and opened the lid.
The inner coffin was a sandalwood coffin, which was covered with gorgeous white velvet, a small velvet quilt, and a large soft pillow.
Even the four walls of the inner coffin are carved with very complicated patterns using simple and powerful lines.
Harvey and the other three people made the sign of the cross on their chests and prayed a few times in low voices.
Fenhuis asked Yi Chen with an extremely ugly face: "Yi, what is this thing?
Why did you bring this thing up?
God...
It's so unlucky. ”
Looking at the coffin strangely, the thoughts in his mind were changing rapidly: "What on earth is Yi doing?
The coffin is used to hold people.
What does he want to do?
It's impossible that there are drugs and arms inside.
He can just transport these things in openly."
Ying and Tang Hu applauded gently from the side.
Ying praised and said: "It's a very nice coffin.
It's very beautiful and luxurious.
Really, this is something that can only be used by nobles."
Dracula had already stood up with a happy smile, giggling happily: "Yi, is this prepared for me?"
Yi Chen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, you see, in order to take care of your identity, I asked them to add some special processes.
The other coffins are not so luxurious, but they are also made of high-quality materials...
In It is very difficult for London to customize so many coffins at once, and three days is indeed too little.”
Ignoring the weird looks from the gang leaders, agents, and agent leaders next to him, Dracula strode to the coffin.
With the assistance of the two grand dukes, he carefully took off his boots, then lay down comfortably in the coffin, mouthing There was a squeaky praise He sighed and said, "It's very comfortable, very comfortable.
Well, it's a very nice coffin.
It cost several hundred dollars more than the one I had in the castle...
Well, the coffin that's been used for decades is much more comfortable.
Gagaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa. , thank you, Yi, I’m going to transport him back to the Netherlands.”
A ridiculous, chaotic feeling of time and space came to the hearts of Tang Hu, Ying, and others.
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Such an old man full of aristocratic style lay happily in the coffin, especially listening to his words, it seemed that he was still used to it.
Lying in a coffin.
Plus his name, Dracula. . .
He cursed in his heart: "Yi, what are you doing making a monster movie?
This old man, is he really a vampire...
God, why can't Yi Chen get to know the British Prime Minister, why can't he make friends with a few vampires?"
Dracula lay comfortably in the coffin, shook his head and said, "Well, it's too comfortable.
Just carry me to the basement like this.
I haven't slept well in the past month.
The human bed is too uncomfortable."
Glenn's hand shook and he knocked the wine glass onto the carpet. . .
This damn old man is getting more and more ridiculous as he talks.
Yi Chen laughed, glanced proudly at those people with strange faces, and said with a smile: "Mr.
Gore, send Mr.
Dracula down to rest.
Oh, maybe there are not enough manpower.
Send two more people to carry it.
Don't do it."
It fell down."
After hearing this, the two grand dukes immediately walked to the coffin and motioned for them to join the procession of carrying the coffin.
Yi Chen nodded in agreement.
Gore directed four subordinates to close the lid of the coffin and lift the coffin.
The two grand dukes gently held a hand from left to right, and most of the weight had been transferred to their hands.
Gore smiled slightly, supported the coffin, and directed the six people to walk towards the door. . .
A funny thing happened.
With a clang, the head of the coffin, which was supposed to be a whole block of marble, fell down completely, and Dracula's big gray-haired head was suddenly exposed.
Dracula was so angry.
He was sleeping comfortably and was just about to get confused.
At midnight, he happened to go out to look for food.
Why, the head of the coffin fell off and it looked like a random piece of stone.
His eyebrows were the same, his whole face was full of smiles, and he looked at Yi Chen repeatedly.
Yi Chen stood up furiously, rushed over to help Dracula, who looked angry, and roared: "Gore, that damn coffin shop owner dares to trick me into bringing this coffin to trouble him, I If you can't spare him, give it to me..."
Yi Chen made a vicious gesture of cutting his neck: "Kill his whole family."
He said coldly: "Yi, you actually discussed murder in front of me."
Yi Chen pointed at the funny coffin and roared: "He cheated on me."
Dracula said viciously: "This damn guy actually used fake goods to deceive me.
I, I, I, I want to kill all the people in their neighborhood.
Damn it... he is so prestigious...
How can people nowadays be so despicable?
Coffins are a sacred object, and they treat them like this."
Yi Chen felt a little sorry in his heart.
He didn't expect Dracula to take the coffin so seriously.
After all, the head of the coffin was made by Gore.
Yi Chenxiao smiled: "Mr.
Dracula, don't be too angry.
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I will take care of everything.
I promise that in three days, a perfect coffin will appear in front of you.
Gore, why don't you put this pile of garbage away?"
Take it out."
Seeing Gore and his people reinstalling the fallen parts, and then carrying the coffin away, he suddenly laughed: "Yi, are you going to change the coffin?
Don't let people get out of it..."
Yi Chenyin laughed: "Aunt, how could there be anyone in the coffin?
Mr.
Dracula admires vampire culture very much, so he has regarded himself as a vampire, hehe..."
Dracula had already returned to his seat angrily.
He was full of anger and poured out the red wine in front of him.
He drank one glass after another.
Michelle was gloating and trying her best to add other wines to Dracula's glass.
Dracula just drank the mixed wine.
Glancing at Dracula, the suspicion in her heart became more serious.
She smiled and said, "Mr.
Dracula really likes to sleep in coffins."
Dracula hummed a few times but said nothing.
Michelle clapped her hands and said, "Of course, our whole family is sleeping in coffins.
In the basement of Philip Castle, well, there are about three hundred coffins put together.
It's so spectacular..."
Cold sweat broke out on her forehead involuntarily.
She glanced at Yi Chen's weird, slightly vicious expression, and the worst thought came to her mind.
She made a gentle gesture, and the two leaders of the special agent team under her direct command quietly walked out.
Yi Chen looked at his watch nonchalantly, 21:00, well, it's almost time, but there's still some missing. . .
"Mr.
Phil, please tell Gore and ask him to check all the coffins before replacing them.
If there are problems with other coffins, I will skin those bosses."
Phil understood. , walked out lightly. a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a21 5ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss 4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss450 9291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291a215ss4509291 Kane and his men had already rushed into an unlucky Japanese-owned enterprise and beat the security guard inside.
Kane threw a few bills at the groaning security guard and muttered: "Take them to the hospital." , The boss said, leave a way out for others."
Then, Kane rushed forward with Stromgen and forty subordinates.
Just like many companies in Japan, countless employees are still working overtime at this moment.
Of course, in fact, they have nothing to do at the moment, but they still turn on their computers, make frantic phone calls, or wander around the office from time to time.
Have a few words with your colleagues.
All the pretense is to show the boss: "How serious I am at work, can't you deduct this month's bonus?"
Although they are watching at the moment, talking to their wives in China, or inviting colleagues, etc.
Just go to the bar to hang out with women after get off work at 22:00.
Strogen smiled sinisterly and pulled down the switch on the floor.
Kane and the others had rushed into the office filled with exclamations with flashlights.
Knocking a man unconscious with one punch, carrying him on his body and walking away, these soldiers didn't bother to be polite.
As for the female employees who were running around, Kane kicked out all those who were in the way.
Just when Kane and the others had kidnapped more than 30 male employees and were about to leave, seven security guards rushed in with batons.
One of them shouted loudly: "What are you kidnapping?
Put down the hostages in your hands..."
God."
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Seeing Kane and the others showing off their submachine guns, the seven security guards threw down their batons and ran away.
Kane laughed evilly and walked away with his men.
In an alley with dim street lights, Kane and the others woke up the knocked unconscious men.
Before they could scream, Kane said viciously: "Shut up, or I'll kill you."
A guy who seemed to be bolder kept trembling: "Yes, yes, what are your orders?"
Kane chuckled a few times: "Tell me what country you are from...
Our boss needs your help with something small."
These monks, who were two dozen employees, were confused and reported it.
Thirty-six people were arrested, including seven British, three Indians, and the others were Japanese.
Kane's subordinates immediately divided these people into two groups and carefully selected four decent-looking guys from among the twenty-four Japanese employees who were over 175 centimeters tall.
They knocked them unconscious with one punch and threw them into the car. , walked away.
The other people looked at each other in confusion.
What are these people doing?
A Japanese suddenly said in a trembling voice: "They can't be Iraqi guerrillas.
Our Self-Defense Forces are still on their soil.
They said they would retaliate against us."
"God, bless Jiro and the others."
Several others had already taken out their phones in panic and called the police.
If Yi Chen knew about it, he would definitely laugh out loud.
Someone has already taken the blame.
Twenty minutes later, the four unlucky Japanese were sent to another small secret stronghold of Yi Chen near China Town.
Several big men were on them, and each of them was rewarded with three to four shots.
The standard copper bullets commonly used by British guards were used.
In order to make their wounds look like they had really lasted for several days, these big men began to rinse their wounds with ice water, and then applied some medicine that could make the muscles erode, followed by some antibiotics and anesthetics Something was injected into their bodies, proving that they had been rescued.
The warhead was taken out, and the wound was sewed with a few stitches by these guys, and a fake Long Shisan was made.
Immediately afterwards, a rubber-coated lead rod hit the back of the four unlucky men's heads hard to ensure that they could not explain their identities after they woke up.
A crudely made fake passport and a small amount of money were stuffed into their pockets, and then the four guys were put into the coffin.
In the new Wembley Stadium, England fans stared dumbfounded at the unbearable scene in front of them.
After their team led 3:0 for 87 minutes, the French scored consecutive goals in the last four minutes. 5 balls.
Twenty thousand French fans shouted crazily and countless French flags were waved.
Those British players stood on the court and seemed to have been beaten stupidly.
Is it certain that British football is the king of reverses?
Qian Yichen's younger brothers began to make a commotion.
They pulled down the seats under their buttocks and launched an attack on the French fans in the stands next to them. . .
Countless British fans screamed and started rioting crazily, and some guys started lighting the seats in the stands with lighters.
Three thousand police officers present rushed to the scene of the greatest commotion, but were immediately beaten back with severe wounds.
The French fans began to leave in panic, while the 70,000 British fans, wrongly, they have now turned into football hooligans and chased their butts frantically and beat them out from all exits.
The commotion slowly expanded, gradually spreading out from the new Wembley Stadium.
All the police forces of Scotland Yard were attracted, and countless calls for help came into the headquarters.
As a result, the police officers who were supposed to accompany the military intelligence department to block traffic began to be gradually transferred away.
There was no way, the commotion was getting bigger and bigger.
Yi Chen's 20,000 men mobilized in an organized manner in every corner of London.
They charged as a group, brandishing weapons such as reinforced steel pipes and daggers, against gangsters from other places who had already spotted their targets.
The members were beaten severely.
Those English fans, who were already of bad character, now took off their elegant clothes one by one, and under the stimulation of alcohol, they began to madly chase the fans wearing French jerseys.
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They destroyed phone booths, destroyed all public facilities, and smashed over Hundreds of cars were detonated. . .
Yi Chen's younger brothers used extremely despicable methods.
They often pointed at the gangsters from out of town and shouted loudly in a standard London accent: "They are also French."
As a result, countless red-eyed fans He also rushed forward and beat those poor compatriots severely. . .
After Kane sent away the four Japanese, he and his men began to work.
Carrying thick steel rods, they drove off-road jeeps and clashed wildly in the streets and alleys.
Wherever there was a stalemate, they immediately rushed to He went up and beat the foreign gangsters severely.
With the help of Kane and other elite forces, Yi Chen's men beat tens of thousands of foreign gangsters into useless people in almost an hour.
The ninjas under Sakura also moved out secretly.
Similarly, hundreds of bats were flying excitedly over the city of London.
Without exception, their left shoulders were all tied with white marks. . .
Mad Dog Chali and his group got addicted, and with thousands of their younger brothers, they began to randomly attack everyone they saw.
Hundreds of people used large-caliber cannons.
Amidst the roar, the fans fighting in the street went crazy.
Fleeing, Charlie inadvertently helped Scotland Yard a little. . .
When his subordinates received the news of the fan riot, he just frowned slightly and did not report it.
It's no surprise that British fans get into trouble after almost every game.
But ten minutes later, the special agent team leader also came in nervously, rushed into the restaurant, and reported in a low voice: "Boss, tens of thousands of fans rioted because we lost the game, and the people at Scotland Yard can no longer cope with the situation. .
Manpower from several other brother departments has been mobilized, and nearby military bases have also been dispatched. " After being stunned for a moment, he subconsciously looked at Yi Chen.
Yi Chen's head just turned around, and he happily discussed with Michelle whether eggs or quail eggs were more delicious.
A little helpless, he asked his subordinates: "How is the situation now?"
The team leader asked the staff on duty at the headquarters in a low voice, and then smiled bitterly: "The situation is very bad.
Those gangsters from other places who are under our surveillance are now being chased by tens of thousands of people.
It seems that there is a very strong force.
It’s like the forces behind the attack are causing trouble.
Thousands of seriously injured people have been taken away by ambulances.
They are very ruthless and use weapons.”
Fenxius and the other three were stunned.
They understood that Yi Chen was taking advantage of the chaos to deal with his own people.
But Angrily, she stood up and punched the dining table hard.
Michelle screamed, patted her chest and said, "Wow, I'm afraid, what's wrong with you?"
Dracula's big eyes were filled with fierce light.
Scanned immediately.
He looked at Michelle with an apologetic look, and then said coldly to Yi Chen: "Yi, tell your men to stop immediately."
Yi Chen was very happy, but with an innocent expression on his face, he stared blankly and said: "Aunt, what happened to offend you?
Don't worry, if it's inconvenient for your subordinates, I will kill that bastard for you. . . .
My men are watching the game calmly, and they are not doing anything.
Besides, they are not asking for information for you, they are not doing anything."
He thought quickly: "Does Yi need to be like this?
Maybe he is just dealing with gangsters...
No, it's impossible.
These people were all invited by him.
What does he want to do?
According to his usual style of acting, he will directly send People go and kill these gang leaders, this is the best way to Simple.
Besides, he is an ally with the Italian Anchetti family.
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So, he didn't have other intentions.
"Yi, let me see what you want to do."
He sat down slowly and pondered in silence.
Yi Chen looked wronged: "God, aunt, my subordinates are all law-abiding people.
They are law-abiding citizens.
Please don't accuse them unjustly."
Glenn couldn't sit still anymore.
He stood up suddenly: "Mr.
Yi, what happened...
I'm sorry.
Thank you very much for your banquet.
We will tell the other bosses about your proposal.
However, time It's getting late, we need to rush back to our city, Harvey, Fenhuis, are you leaving?"
The two stood up, looked at Yi Chen for a long time, nodded and said, "Mr.
Yi, we are also leaving."
Yi Chen said nonchalantly: "Well, please have a good time.
The road is not very peaceful.
However, I hope you will consider my proposal carefully.
If the time delays for too long, I may change my mind."
Dining table Next, Yi Chen kicked Ying and Tang Hu hard respectively.
Ying Ying and Tang Hu immediately stood up: "In that case, it's getting late, Yi, let's take our leave."
Yi Chen stood up with a smile and said kindly: "Oh, then, see you another day, I hope you are satisfied with today's dishes...
Tiger, the chef is your manpower, if you are not satisfied, then blame yourself, come on Come on, I'll take you out.
Mr.
Fenhuis, how are you feeling today?
Oh, aunt, I'm sorry, please wait a moment, I'll be right back."
Yi Chen led the five people out with a strange smile on his face, and Jester and Chekov, who had been smoking marijuana in the corner of the room, also waddled out.
After making some gestures, the agents began to act silently.
The group of people walked to the gate of Chinatown with their own motives.
The riot had spread here.
The streets were full of people fighting and chasing each other, and some sparse police officers were helpless to disperse them, and they were often the first ones.
Knocked to the ground.
Yi Chen roared angrily: "What are they doing?
Jester, bring people to drive them away.
I want to send the guests out.
Don't they give me a little face?"
Jester and Chekov heyed a few times and rushed out quickly.
Chekov let out several strange whistles from his mouth.
Immediately, the subordinates who Yi Chen had just arranged to greet Fenhuis and the three people rushed out in a chaotic manner, holding short sticks in their hands and pointing at the fighting people.
People just need a good beating.
And Yi Chen's younger brothers who were enjoying themselves among the crowd, with white cloth strips on their shoulders, gathered one by one, and cooperated with these brothers to beat the fans severely.
Taking advantage of the turmoil, Tang Hu and Ying happily walked out with their subordinates, got into the car they came from, and left in a hurry.
And over there, just a minute before Yi Chen went out, Brother Phil had already ordered people to carry several coffins on the road, and he happened to be involved in the battle at this moment.
The agents no longer bothered to cover up anything, and shouted loudly into the walkie-talkie: "Three targets, a group of people carrying a coffin, a group of people in three black cars headed east, a group of four cars heading south Let’s go, all units should monitor and intercept the target.”
Yi Chen watched with a smile as a large number of police officers rushed over, arrested hundreds of his younger brothers and those football hooligans, and took away.
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Then he watched with a smile as Phil and the others collided with a group of people who rushed out of the building opposite.
At the same time, that group of people unfortunately also carried several coffins with exactly the same style.
The heavy coffins rolled on the ground and were mixed together.
Phil and the others randomly picked up one and ran away, while the people on both sides of the street In the shadow, more than thirty black figures immediately chased after him.
Yi Chen touched his forehead and groaned: "Oh, God, what a chaotic night."
As soon as he finished speaking, there was a huge roar in the distance, and a huge fire cloud emerged from over there.
Yi Chen was stunned for a moment, then smiled sinisterly: "The people in the Wandering Soul Group really know how to find opportunities, eh, it's fun..."
Yi Chen said calmly: "You three, I won't send you far away.
Are you confident that you can return to your own territory safely?
If not, I can stay here for the night."
The three gang leaders grunted angrily and walked out with their men, waving and pulling out the pistols in their hands.
They got into the car and rushed away brutally.
Yi Chen grabbed David in a fuss: "Oh my god, my god, look, as a law-abiding and decent person, I reported that I found a group of people racing on the streets at night with murderous weapons."
David gurgled a few times in his throat and almost fainted.
The other agents looked at each other, speechless.
Yi Chen muttered: "Oh, so you don't care about these things, okay?
I'm going up to accompany my aunt."
Yi Chen smiled evilly and walked up alone.
On the street behind, Jester and Chekov Two Scotland Yard police officers were being pushed to the ground and given a good beating, while other police officers were busy chasing other fans and did not bother to rescue their own companions.
David and his group of senior agents stood twenty meters away and watched the guards of these countries being beaten, with no intention of stepping forward to help.
This scene is indeed extremely strange. . .
The Wandering Soul Group seemed to be fully activated.
Alarm bells rang loudly throughout London.
It seemed that countless people were looting more than the vaults of all major banks, and explosions were heard one after another.
Yi Chen returned to the restaurant and found that Dracula was pulling Michelle to ask questions.
Feili and Sally were directing the black men to clean up the tableware, etc., while standing by the window, looking at the dozen or so people.
Where there is an explosion.
Yi Chen walked over with a smile and said in a strange voice: "Aunt, don't worry, everyone knows that British football hooligans are very powerful and are used to it.
No one will be surprised.
They will not cause too much damage. , that’s just breaking a few things.”
Smiling: "So, dear Yi, where is the person I want?"
Yi Chen said strangely: "Who are you?
How many slaves do you want?
Although I don't do human trafficking, as long as you ask, I can provide you with the most obedient servants in the world.
Do you want African ones?"
South America or Southeast Asia” He looked at Yi Chen angrily and said viciously: "That Chinese."
Yi Chen made a pose and said solemnly: "I am also Chinese, do you want me?"
He took out his phone and dialed a number: "Yes, I think Chinatown needs some tax collectors."
Yi Chen quickly grabbed her phone and said with a playful smile: "Dear aunt, don't do this, it will damage our relationship.
Um, oh, by the way, did I send the Chinese boy who was shot four times?
People are looking for him vigorously and will bring him to you soon, really.”
He rolled his eyes and said, "Bring it to me right away."
Yi Chen raised his right hand and said solemnly: "Of course, I swear, my people have found him and will bring him over immediately.
Of course, the road is not peaceful and they need a little time."
Said: "In three minutes, I want to see that kid."
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Yi Chen frowned: "One hour."
Reaching out to take back the phone, he was about to give the order again.
Yi Chen quickly raised his hands and begged for mercy: "ok, ok, three minutes...
Sally, go and urge those incompetent bastards and tell them to send the people up quickly, no, hand over That's enough for the agents down there."
Sally walked out, and less than two minutes later, she received a report from David: "Boss, they sent three people in coffins, what should I do?"
He gave a calm order: "Send back to headquarters, I'll be back right away."
Yi Chen asked her to stay affectionately: "Oh, no, aunt, why don't you stay with me for a few more days?"
He laughed loudly and looked at Yi Chen indifferently: "Yi, I helped you deal with those three idiots today, but do you really want to recognize me as your aunt?
It's strange, we have friendship, but we don't Feelings.
I hope the person you entrusted to me is genuine.”
Yi Chen said easily: "I promise, he is definitely a real person."
Nodding slightly: "Well, farewell.
The meal you prepared is good.
Unfortunately, I had a muddleheaded meal.
Why did you invite me here?"
Looking at the back, Yi Chen said with a bad smile: "Didn't I send you the person you have been looking for?
It's so sad.
I also found three more people."
Turning around sharply: "You found four."
Yi Chen nodded repeatedly: "Yes, I asked them to send it over...couldn't it be four?"
After thinking about it for a while, he sneered a few times and strode off.
Feili came up to him and asked him in a low voice: "Boss, what on earth are you playing at?
You are very shrewd and it is rare for you to get through."
Yi Chen said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, honey, no matter how smart she is, what can she do to me?
What happened tonight will definitely be a sensation all over the world.
They can't do anything to us...
Oh, by the way, Have our stocks been sold?"
Yi Chen changed the subject.
Feili nodded quickly: "Yes, fortunately, I didn't lose any money."
Yi Chen stroked his chin: "It's strange.
The New York Stock Exchange is finished.
Why hasn't there been any major turmoil in the world economy?"
Dracula raised his head and said disdainfully: "Young man, you need to learn more.
In recent years, the world's economic focus has shifted to China in Asia.
If New York is finished, it will have an impact, but in most countries With all your efforts to protect the market, there will be no economic crisis.
How dare you claim to be a businessman like you?"
Yi Chen muttered: "My transactions don't cost anything, I don't care which damn place is a financial center."
After thinking about it for a long time, Yi Chen laughed happily: "I really don't know what will happen after receiving the report from my subordinates...
Haha...
Well, Feili, the illegal worker will be sent back to his home country soon, right?
" Feili nodded: "Yes."
Yi Chen smiled with satisfaction: "Then, our children can take a free flight home...
Oh, aunt, I'm so sorry for causing you trouble again..."
Just when Yi Chen was there, a large number of agents had surrounded Phil and the others, looking strangely at these people running around carrying a few coffins in the middle of the night.
Similarly, behind the convoy of Ying and Tang Hu, there were more than a dozen cars that did not conceal their behavior at all.
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Ying Ying and Tang Hu both made the same decision, ordering the car to stop by the roadside, and then looked at the convoy behind them with provocative eyes. . .
The riots in London gradually subsided under the suppression of a large number of agents and the army.
Yi Chen's younger brothers threw away the weapons in their hands and happily slipped back to their homes to sleep.
In the streets and alleys, left behind Thousands of local gangsters were found, their heads broken and bleeding and almost dead, and they were all feebly moaning for help.
London's transportation department also mobilized urgently to transport the French fans out as quickly as possible via planes and undersea tunnel trains.
Maybe this night, in addition to being nerve-wracking, the ones who feel most distressed are the big bosses of the British Football Association.
A fine is about to fly into their hands: