Back to 1988, in order to lay down liver skills

Chapter 381 The most deserving criminal in history

Several black Niutou brand cars from the island country often traveled long distances on the wide wilderness and arrived at a small grape plantation.

Wang Songfeng walked out of the plantation villa and met Mr. Xu who was getting out of the car surrounded by several armed bodyguards.

After not seeing each other for a while, Mr. Xu has obviously become more energetic, the kind of person who has become slightly darker and stronger after a period of labor training.

Seeing Wang Songfeng, Mr. Xu grinned: "You are much happier than me squatting in the vineyard. You are not willing to let you stay with me for a few more days. I am almost exhausted."

Wang Songfeng laughed loudly: "Welcome Mr. Xu on his triumphant return. How is the construction at the mine going?"

"It's okay!" Mr. Xu obviously didn't want to mention it more. "That's what it is, but the conditions are a bit difficult. Fortunately, it will get better in the future. When we go there in a few days, it will become a modern mining area."

Although he didn't want to mention it, he was quite proud when he did. He couldn't help but say a few more words: "In about half a month, the construction will officially start. The infrastructure is in place. You don't know this... Time must have exhausted me! To build a mine from scratch in that wilderness..."

He kept talking until he entered the villa, lay down on the sofa, and couldn't help but sigh: "It's still comfortable here, it's so comfortable!"

Wang Songfeng poured him tea and smiled happily: "Thank you for your hard work! Then other mines will not be so far away and won't be so hard..."

Mr. Xu had a bitter look on his face at that time: "I really shouldn't have agreed to this..."

He went into mining. When he came to Australia, he jumped straight into the mine without taking two days off.

According to Yan Changqing's idea, it is to start slowly from nearby areas, even if it is a small mine first. There are several metal mines nearby, as well as coal mines, etc., not that far away.

But Xu Yibo is ambitious and wants to do something big.

The largest mine is a gold mine. When Huang Peishan took the photo, she only asked her subordinates to inspect it. She had only seen it on the map because it was far away and she had never been there.

When Mr. Xu heard about the gold mine, he became excited and decided to do it without saying a word.

Then...it was really a wilderness there, not to mention water, electricity, communications and the like, there were no roads!

But for the heroic words he spoke and for the ore he chose, he had to dig it out even on his knees. Mr. Xu gritted his teeth and just stayed there and started working.

Wang Songfeng refused to listen to his advice, so he stayed with him for a few days and then came back to work on several grape plantations he bought.

After talking for a long time, Mr. Xu asked: "I don't even have any communication over there. Nothing big happened recently, right?"

Wang Songfeng thought for a while: "It's no big deal. Mr. Yan brought his family here. I went to see him once, and then I saw him playing around with his family, so I came back to work on the vineyard."

"Oh!" Mr. Xu said, taking a newspaper from the table and browsing it casually. "I'll rest for two days before going over. I'm living like a primitive person during this period. I need to recover for a while. Speaking of which, I didn't even read the newspaper there. How miserable! By the way, they won't be in a hurry to go back for a while. Bar?"

"Don't worry, there are quite a few people coming from their hometown there, and they can probably stay until the Chinese New Year." Wang Songfeng said.

"Yeah, that's good..." Xu Yibo nodded, and then his eyes suddenly widened. "Wait a minute, what does nothing mean? It says that he assisted locals in arresting criminals and dispatched more than a dozen helicopters. Isn't this nothing?"

Just as Wang Songfeng was about to answer, he heard him continue to sigh: "Damn it, such an interesting thing! The criminal who deserves the most punishment in history...the criminal who was chased by more than a dozen helicopters in the wasteland...is Mr. Yan so idle? "

He sighed for a long time, but Wang Songfeng didn't say anything. He simply turned on the TV, and then changed several channels until he found the program he wanted to watch before stopping.

Xu Yibo was attracted by the pictures on TV at that time.

A dilapidated pickup truck on the ground is running wildly in the wasteland, but the camera in the helicopter in the sky keeps staring at the vehicle. From time to time, the camera will also take pictures of the surroundings. You can see that in addition to the helicopter where the camera is located, there are at least A dozen helicopters...

There are several figures holding guns sitting on each helicopter. They are too far away, and they can only see that they are wearing camouflage uniforms, and their specific appearances cannot be seen clearly.

In addition to the pictures, there is also a voice commentary: "... As we all know, Yan is a person who likes music, wine and flying. After hearing about the perverted murderer this time, he was heartbroken. He not only expressed severe condemnation, but also took practical actions. Support local…”

"...The picture we see now, the vehicle below is the confirmed suspect...Because the police plane has not arrived yet, Mr. Yan asked his people to keep shouting...He is really too kind...treat Such a villain..."

……

Xu Yibo watched with great interest. When he heard the commentator saying that Yan Changqing was too kind, he slapped the newspaper on the table: "What does he do? He was not so easy to talk to when he rescued me. Let me tell you. , at that time he ran over as if he had used Qing Kung Fu, throwing the darts with a whoosh, and knocked down three robbers with three punches and two kicks. He was so merciless, I was dumbfounded at the time... "

Wang Songfeng thought for a while: "Maybe this is abroad..."

"What's going on abroad? Didn't it say that the crime was committed not far from his doorstep? If I were on the plane, I would be holding a gun right now..." Xu Yibo was very dissatisfied. "Mr. Yan, the more he lives, the less he understands! Back then, he was so neat and tidy, but now...this..."

He was so angry for a long time that he didn't know what to say, and finally said: "...With so many planes flying, isn't it just a waste of fuel!"

Wang Songfeng spat out the tea with a puff, laughing so hard that he couldn't answer.

He heard Xu Yibo talk about the situation when the two met for the first time many times, and it was really enjoyable to listen to it.

In fact, when he was watching the news, he was a little puzzled, wondering why Mr. Yan had become a mother-in-law. More than a dozen helicopters were chasing a criminal, and they were still circling the sky. It was a joke!

Xu Yibo was extremely angry, but he was still watching the TV screen.

The next step is actually not interesting. When two more police helicopters arrive, what about the brutal serial murderer? There are more than a dozen helicopters with people loaded with guns and live ammunition.

The things on the ground cannot hit the sky, but the things in the sky can hit the ground. It is easier than whacking a mole.

The narrator continued: "...now the police took the initiative to request fire support from Mr. Yan's people, so the next scene appeared..."

The next scene is a scene of whack-a-mole shooting in the sky.

The pickup truck was turning left and right and scurrying around, but it couldn't hold up to the large number of people in the sky, so they shot at him one by one. It didn't matter if they missed, as long as it was lively enough.

In fact, it is not required to hit the target. Anyway, the pickup truck will definitely not dare to continue driving in a straight line.

As a result, he wandered around and fell into a pit, unable to get out.

But the police asked to continue and not to cease fire.

Because the helicopter had been flying around before, it was already certain that there was a criminal in the car and no hostages.

Moreover, the criminal was also a little crazy. The car could no longer run and he came down with a weapon.

I don't know if he is trying to use the car body cover to launch a counterattack, or if he is planning to come down and surrender, but no one cares.

The police still asked to continue...

Moving targets are difficult to shoot, but fixed targets are much easier to shoot. Even though everyone is moving in the sky, there are many bullets anyway, and even a blind cat can hit a dead mouse.

... Xu Yibo watched with excitement: "Yes, yes, that's what you should do. Mr. Yan is so uninteresting. He didn't notify me of such an interesting thing. It would be great if I were here!"

The picture was not coded, but it was taken while moving in the sky, so it was not clear.

Anyway, the last burst of clicking sounds sounded quite intense, and the blood of those watching was boiling.

Then the helicopter continued to circle, clicking for a while, and then the helicopter landed. It was finally confirmed that the arrest was completed perfectly.

After watching it, Xu Yibo still felt that it was not enough: "Change the channel and see if there is anything else..."

Wang Songfeng casually handed over the remote control.

Xu Yibo changed several channels and finally found another one.

Wang Songfeng said from the side: "There is not much news here that everyone likes to watch. However, Mr. Yan sent his private plane this time to help catch criminals. It is said that many TV stations hope to repeatedly broadcast this incident to increase the ratings!"

On one side is a brutal serial murderer, and on the other is a world-famous musician who is quite popular in Australia...

Naturally, it is the focus of news.

There are also helicopters. Many people said that Mr. Yan’s hobby is to be different. He likes helicopters so much that he has bought more than a dozen of them.

……

Xu Yibo read the news several times but found it unsatisfying, so he started reading online again.

Sure enough, on Yan Changqing's personal homepage, I saw a picture he posted of a sky full of helicopters.

The accompanying text is simple: Help catch criminals.

Xu Yibo looked at it again and again, then nodded: "Mr. Yan is obviously pretending to be the best. Look, he only posted a picture and wrote six words. As a result, there are countless explanations below..."

Wang Songfeng couldn't stop laughing. He had already seen it.

The first of those comments was: Yes, it’s Mr. Yan’s house again. This time it’s not the sea or the land, it’s the helicopter!

What follows is all kinds of envy: Mr. Yan’s hobbies are really unique and he likes to collect helicopters.

Even more nonsense: If only my helicopter were better, if you want to go to the county seat, you no longer have to walk the 40-mile mountain road, then take an ox cart to the town, and then take a tractor to the county seat...

……

Xu Yibo watched it for a long time and wanted to make a comment, but found that everything he wanted to say was said by the netizens.

After thinking about it, he clicked on Yan Changqing's overseas personal homepage, which was even more lively.

Xu Yibo stopped reading with envy and hatred. Xu Yibo looked through them one by one, and then saw the official message from Boeing: Mr. Yan has placed an order with our company, and our company has decided to deliver the goods six months in advance!

Xu Yibo couldn't help but complain: "Is this an advertisement?"

Wang Songfeng reminded: "Look further down!"

What’s even more outrageous is that there are actually many people promoting their own company’s aircraft.

Airbus, Embraer, Gulfstream...

Xu Yibo was speechless: "Is this what people selling airplanes are doing these days? It's like selling cabbage on the street. They directly advertise on other people's personal homepages to attract customers!"

He couldn't help but read one: "The most famous manufacturer of business and high-end private jets in the United States, Gulfstream, you deserve to own it... Even the phone number is written on it, so you are not afraid of harassing calls..."

After saying that, I saw something even more outrageous: "There are also fighter jets here. I don't know, what do they think about selling the fighter jets to private individuals?"

Wang Songfeng motioned for him to look down.

Xu Yibo took a look, and someone asked: Where Mr. Yan is, are you allowed to fly your fighter jets around?

The problem is that there are actually people analyzing it below: If there are no weapons, can it be used as an ordinary passenger plane?

There are many analyses, but the most outrageous one is the reply below: The local police in Australia said that for people like Mr. Yan who are enthusiastic about social security, they can consider supporting him in owning his beloved fighter jet!

Xu Yibo was completely speechless. What's the use of a police officer? This must be approved by the highest military department, right?

……

Mr. Xu didn't come back to his senses until it was time to eat.

Halfway through the meal, he sighed: "I've just been in the mining area for a while. Why do I feel like I can't understand the world anymore! The laws here are so loose, and they still allow private ownership of fighter jets?"

Wang Songfeng shook his head and said with a smile: "What was said on the Internet is probably just a joke. Even if you really buy it, you will probably not be allowed to install weapons by then."

"That's outrageous enough!" Xu Yibo sighed. "This guy really doesn't regard money as money now! He bought a plane as a collection..."

In fact, they all know that in addition to the Boeing that came over and the Boeing that is still on the order but has not yet been delivered, the helicopters at Yan Changqing's place were all sent by the former Soviet Union.

But...the gifts are enviable enough, after all, no one gives them as gifts!

Speaking of which, it was their father who first met Sidorov, especially Mr. Wang, who was the first to get in touch with Sidorov. At that time, Sidorov was still a desperate person who wanted to sell everything. The leader of the small military region.

Thinking of this, even Wang Songfeng sighed: "There is no way, no one else is as capable as Mr. Yan! My dad only wanted to make money at that time. At first, he always felt that people in Qiansu were stupid and had a lot of money, so it was easy to make money..."

Xu Yibo couldn't sit still: "No, I have to go see Mr. Yan to play. You have nothing to do, so why don't we come together?"

"Yeah!" Wang Songfeng nodded. "Make a call first and see what he's busy with these days."

Xu Yibo picked up the phone first: "I'll call!"

Wang Songfeng refused to fight with him and watched the joke: "Do you know where to fight?"

Xu Yibo was speechless: "If you think I don't know, you must have called his assistant! It's that person with a small figure and a big figure, Xiao Huang!"

"Does Assistant Huang know what you said about her?" Wang Songfeng chuckled.

"I just told her in front of her, what else can I do..."

(End of this chapter)