urban evil king

"What am I laughing at?" Qiang Dongsong narrowed his eyes into a line, put away his smile, and said, "It's very simple, because the bloody Bissell is calculated in grams, and each gram is [-] US dollars. The dosage is about [-] grams."

Two hundred grams per month, that is to say, Chen Anshi spends more than 200 million US dollars on this every month, and it costs more than 1000 to [-] million yuan when converted into RMB!

One year is [-] million!

Of course, Chen Anshi is rich and powerful, so he might not take this [-] million in his eyes, but how long can he last if this goes on?

Qiang Dongsong has found a long-term and stable financial backer for the Dark Military Academy!He was not worried at all that Chen Anshi would not agree, because there was only one consequence of not agreeing, and that was losing his son.

Moreover, what Qiang Dongsong did not say is that the amount of Bloody Bissell is not static, it will increase over time, and it will increase at a geometric progression rate, for example, if [-] million will be used this year, It will be [-] million next year, and [-] million the year after. If this continues, even Chen Anshi's financial resources will not be able to support it for a few years.

Of course, Qiang Dongsong believes that Chen Anshi will do everything possible to save his son's life.

Chen Anshi obviously knew what would happen in the next few years, his smile was a bit miserable: "You are so ruthless."

"In the whole world, there are many people who have the same experience as you." Qiang Dongsong said with a sneer: "Go back and take your people with you. They have almost no ability to resist here."

"Gold is right, the quantity is enough." A strong man from the Dark Military Academy said.

"let's go."

After Qiang Dongsong finished speaking, he opened the door of the truck and sat on it.

All the cars drove away, leaving behind Chen Anshi with a miserable and hateful face, and Chen Maidong who was depressed.

It's a bit embarrassing for a good father and son to become like this.

When the truck drove a few hundred meters away, a figure suddenly rolled over from the side of the road, and Gu Lu got under the truck. When the truck drove away, there was no one there!

Wang Zheng got under the car, hanging his hands and feet on the truck's floor, trying to keep his head up high so as not to hit things on the ground.

Fortunately, this van has a very high floor. If it was a European low-floor truck, Wang Zheng might have been hit by a stone on the road and his head was bleeding.

The road conditions in South America are really bad. After the truck bumped for more than two hours, Wang Zheng felt that all the bones in his body were about to fall apart. Numb.

Just when Wang Zheng felt that he couldn't hold on anymore, the truck finally stopped.

Wang Zheng didn't come down immediately, but pinned his legs to the beam of the car so that his waist could be slightly relaxed. Although he was bumped all the way, he still memorized the road. How many meters to walk, how many turns to turn, even if Wang Zheng is blindfolded, he can clearly tell where to turn in how many seconds.

This group of people was unloading, and the three tons of gold were unloaded after ten minutes, and then the truck started again, drove a few hundred meters, and stopped in the underground garage.

Wang Zheng was finally able to let go of his sore and swollen arms, and he lay on the ground gasping for breath. The bumpy road and the dust all the way made him a native, with a gray head and face, unable to distinguish his previous face at all.

After resting for more than half an hour, Wang Zheng felt that his muscles had almost recovered, so he got up quietly and walked out of the garage lightly.

Fortunately, there are no hidden cameras in this underground garage, only a few obvious camera holes. Wang Zheng walked along the blind spot of shooting, and there was no way to find it in the surveillance.

The sky has completely darkened. It seems that this is a secret warehouse of the Dark Military Academy. It looks like a factory on the surface, and nothing unusual can be found. The three tons of gold are placed in the workshop, and there are two strong men standing next to them. guard.

Wang Zheng is not interested in gold, his main purpose is to find Shang, the assassination expert of the Dragon Scale Troop is very important to him, and he also has to prove the answer in his heart, he believes in Shang and his comrades-in-arms.

Therefore, Wang Zheng did not follow He Yan's prior arrangements to turn himself into a hostage of the Dark Military Academy. Sometimes, it would be more convenient for him to strike from behind.

After covertly scouting several workshops and warehouses, Wang Zheng held back his disappointment, and finally found a not-so-small warehouse. The curtains were not drawn down, and it looked like a dormitory-like place.

There is also a bathroom in the warehouse. Anyway, there are all men here, so these strong men don't have the habit of pulling the curtains, and they all dangle their dicks in the shower and wipe their backs.Of course, after staying in the crowd of men for a long time, you will have some perverted hobbies. Wang Zheng clearly saw the soap in a man's hand dropped on the ground. When he bent down to pick it up, another black man was holding it. His dick rushed up.

It was too animalistic, it was really unbearable to watch, and Wang Zheng felt nauseated after watching it.

There are 50 people living in this large warehouse, and they should be the main force guarding the warehouse area. No one can shake the status of the Dark Military Academy in America, so these people are not so vigilant.Qiang Dongsong had already left after unloading the gold, and he could be regarded as a high-ranking officer in the military academy. It was really not easy to climb to the present position as an Asian.Of course, it is also possible that Principal Mars took a fancy to Qiang Dongsong's identity as a Chinese and wanted him to be the spokesperson of the military academy in Asia.

When Wang Zheng came to South America, although he had some information provided by He Yan, his eyes were almost smeared when it came to specific matters. He didn't know what Shang's name was in the military academy, and he couldn't rashly arrest these guys for interrogation. He had to investigate it himself.

However, Wang Zheng didn't have any good feelings for the Dark Military Academy, which didn't prevent him from making some trouble here to take revenge on these hateful guys.

Wang Zheng took out his pistol, moved closer quietly, and shot the black man who was hugging his partner's buttocks in the buttocks!

The bullet hit the black man's ass without any deviation. The guy was working hard, but at this moment he suddenly felt a huge force hit him, and then the feeling of severe pain enveloped his whole body!

The two fell forward together!

For these naked lambs waiting to be slaughtered, Wang Zheng felt that if he didn't give each of them a bullet, he would really feel sorry for these people.

So, holding a submachine gun in his right hand and a pistol in his left, Wang Zheng started spitting flames at the men in the bathroom!