I inherited a family fortune of 5000 years

Chapter 667 They Might Cry

"Look at their sincerity, let's resume trade!" Zhang Mengyu gave Hong Yi an order, and this order spread to all Zhang Mengyu's properties like a virus.

"The boss said, resume trade and return to South Africa!"

"Turn around and go back to load!"

"Dlamini, you've done a good job. Our foreign trade has slowly recovered, and all riots have been suppressed!" It is impossible to eliminate the aftermath of such a large-scale protest at once, but within full controllable range.

Although many businesses were handed over half a day late, the losses were within an acceptable range.

Dlamini burst into tears when he heard the news. After Zhang Mengyu left, the first thing he had to do was to resign!
He heard a little movement from above, and it seems that they have found some way to deal with Zhang Mengyu, and they are almost [-]% sure!This time, he was so flattering Zhang Mengyu just to hold him back before he could act.

But Dlamini didn't think so. When were they not [-]% sure of dealing with Zhang Mengyu?Do you believe that one person can spend tens of trillions of dollars against half the world?If it was before this competitive battle, no one would believe it!
Would you believe that someone flying a passenger plane could not only get away with 60 fighter jets, but even kill 59 of them?But Zhang Menglong did it again.

Now you tell me that you have thought of a way to deal with Zhang Mengyu, and you are still [-]% sure?Just kidding, bad old man, very bad, I believe you are a ghost!
Dlamini's intuition told him that Zhang Mengyu might still have the last laugh this time.

And when the time comes, Zhang Menglong will be targeted again and again, probably will explode, right?Although it is impossible for him to erase the country of South Africa from the world map, he can definitely let them know what cruelty is.

He didn't know what methods Zhang Mengyu would have, but what was certain was that it would definitely be more ruthless than this time!

"No, resigning and retiring is not enough, I want to immigrate!" Dlamini thought about it carefully, his income over the years has already saved a fortune, and he can live a good life in any nearby country. He is willing to find a job of a political figure, and there are definitely a lot of people who welcome him.

It's better than waiting here to die, right?
"Mr. Zhang, the car chosen by your friend will be handed over to the person you sent at the port in two days. We have also entered your friend's ID information into the relevant system. In the future, those gas stations in Huaxia, they You can enjoy the top VIP treatment."

"Well, I am quite satisfied with your sincerity. In this case, we will go back to the hotel. Shouldn't we need to be quarantined?"

"Mr. Zhang, you are joking. Of course you don't need it. I hope you can have a pleasant vacation here. I will arrange for someone to take you back."

"No need, the person I arranged has already arrived," Zhang Mengyu pointed to a fleet of silver-white sports cars beside him.

Dlamini was taken aback by the flashing logo on the car.

"The emblem of the Mandela family?"

This is the largest underground family in South Africa. This family existed before the country was established. They own almost all the metal mines, diamond mines, and oil wells in South Africa.

They don't like to be officials, but the officials fear them nine points.

A young man got off the car and bowed respectfully to Zhang Mengyu, "Master, are you done with your business?"

"Well, fortunately, you all made a trip," Zhang Mengyu nodded.

The young man looked at Dlamini, "I know what you have done, because the master is generous, so I don't care about it with you, just imposed some small punishments, but our Mandela family will not stop here .”

Hearing this sentence, Dlamini's body began to tremble slightly.

"Go back and tell those above you to kneel at the door of our Mandela family tonight. If you kneel for three days, you can abdicate yourself. If you kneel for less than three days, then a news of being assassinated will appear. In all major media!"

The young man's words were full of threats, but they sounded so calm, as if he was just stating a small matter

Dlamini did not doubt the young man's words, because there was a president who promulgated a law that he was very dissatisfied with. The Mandela family gave him a warning, but he naively believed that he was the one in power and insisted on promulgating the law. law.

As a result, a few days later, his body appeared on the road in front of his house. In just a few days, all people related to him were cleaned up, and the law was also revised.

Such is the power of this family in this country.

"Yes! I will convey it for you!" Dlamini did not expect that this powerful member of the Mandela family would respectfully call Zhang Mengyu his master.

"Master, let me take you home."

"Yes," Zhang Mengyu nodded, and followed the young man into the car.

"Okay, these things are settled, where shall we go next?" In the car, everyone discussed excitedly again. They arrived in South Africa last night, and it's not even dinner time yet. Strictly speaking, Said, they just wasted half a day,
But in the past half a day, they got a sports car worth tens of millions, diamonds worth tens of millions, and each of them got a cross-border check worth 1000 million US dollars. This is really bloody money.

Even their consciences are a little disturbed because they absolutely don't eat two piles of shit.

There is plenty of time, but money is really not so easy to earn.

The convoy traveled along the small road on the way to the city.

"Master, there is a car following us!" The driver of the car said suddenly.

"A man from Dlamini?"

"No," it should be another group of people, not ordinary people, there are people with supernatural powers, and there are also ancient warriors! "

"Ancient warrior?" Zhang Mengyu was a little surprised.

He knew that this matter would definitely not end so quickly. Since he couldn't kill himself with a worldly way like a fighter jet, he would definitely use the power of the second world.

Among the countries that participated in dealing with themselves, only Jiepeng did not take action, because they knew what kind of power Zhang Mengyu had. These second-world humans might be able to deliver more than SF Express if they wanted to deal with Zhang Mengyu.

Zhang Mengyu also believed that Jiepeng would definitely not tell other countries the news. After all, this is where their bad nature lies. If they were beaten, they couldn't be the only ones, right?

It's just that Zhang Mengyu was surprised that there were still shadows of ancient warriors. Shouldn't the ancient warriors be all Chinese, and there were actually Chinese who wanted to deal with him. Did they forget the fear of being dominated by the Suntian faction at that time?
"Master, according to our intelligence network, not only the supernatural beings from those countries, but also people from Jiedao participated this time."

"Jiedao?" Zhang Mengyu was stunned for a moment, "Is it the hometown of the guy who robbed Wang Ling's girlfriend last time?"

"Yes," the driver replied, "Not long ago, the people on Jiedao split into two groups. One group was led by the original leader. They stayed in the area you divided for them on Jiedao and continued Practicing ancient martial arts honestly, but there is also another part who is used to the voice of the past and is unwilling to be lonely."

"Because you are in the country, they have nothing to do, so they came to the Americas, and they have very close contact with people in their second world. In order to show their strength and gain the trust of the United States, they decided to treat you this time. Do it, but they don't seem to know that the target this time is you."

"Good guy," Zhang Mengyu poked his forehead, "They might cry when they see me later, right?"

(End of this chapter)