arms tycoon

China, the imperial capital. In 2013, the [-]th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve, at [-]:[-] p.m.

The villa near Imperial University where Fu Ming lived was very lively.Although most of the other residents in the villa area have gone home for the New Year, this villa is still brightly lit at this time.Even three months ago, there were four fewer people in this room, but it didn't look empty, because this time during the Chinese New Year, Fu Ming's team had added many more people.

Zeng Xiaoting and his older brother Zeng Ziguang are busy making dumplings in the kitchen, next to Coco Heike Indias and Carianna Sois, who are covered in flour.The two of them are completely clueless about this kind of Chinese food.

Ke Ke looked at Li Jingxue, who had been watching their jokes, and said coquettishly, "Sister Jingxue, you don't come here to help, we won't do this..."

Li Jingxue chuckled, "Oh, Chinese dumplings are a special dish. You can't eat authentic dumplings anywhere else. You have to study hard." Even so, she rolled up her sleeves, washed her hands, and added the dumplings In the ranks of dumplings.

Since Zeng Ziguang and Zeng Xiaoting had no parents, they couldn't find their relatives during this kind of festival. The elder brother only had to agree to the younger sister's request, and Fu Ming's place, which came with her, was crowded anyway.And Li Jingxue was already engaged to Song Jiahao a few months ago, and Song Jiahao didn't have any serious hometown, so he celebrated the New Year here.

Carianna seemed very happy on this day. Although she had only been in China for a few months, she was able to speak and speak simple Chinese under the education of Mo Bing and auditory hallucinations.This is the first time for her to celebrate the New Year in China. In Lebanon, she has not even heard of it. The Chinese also have a festival called Spring Festival.After tossing and tossing for a long time, she finally made the first dumpling tonight. "Sister Xiaoting, let's see if it's okay."

Zeng Xiaoting turned her head to look, and burst out laughing. Cariana's so-called dumplings are almost the same as Xiaolongbao. "Not bad, good, progress!" She looked at the failed products that Kariana secretly hid, thinking that these failed products could be made into a noodle soup...

The few men in the room gathered together to play cards. Poker, regardless of country or race, can be played as long as it is a common method.Song Jiahao smiled and stared at the cards in his hand, then turned his head to look at Xu Cheng who had the same expression.

"It's not fair, we play international games, you guys are too bullying..." Luther Alex held the poker cards, not knowing which one to play.He secretly looked at Wayne Brad and Jack Davis beside him. At this time, Wayne and Jack also had dark faces and threw the cards away. "Let's play Texas Hold'em!"

"This is Texas Hold'em, it's just poker in Shandong, China..."

Both Xu Cheng and Song Jiahao laughed out loud, they were playing the unique way of Shandong Poker.

The only woman playing poker is a company member who just joined Fu Ming's core team three months ago. She is code-named cat, which means cat, and her name is Xu Xueyu. Before she returned to China, she had been working at the company's resident in Berlin.She just turned 23 years old and has been single for a long time. She is beautiful and has an excellent figure.When they first came to the company, old bachelors like Xu Cheng did drool for several days, but they gradually realized that this woman was sometimes more vicious than men, so they gave up the evil thoughts in their hearts.They always thought that only Fu Ming could handle this kind of woman.

"Forget about being stupid... After following the boss for so long, you don't even know how to play Chinese poker." Cat also put down his poker cards, turned and walked towards the TV.

Mo Bing and Hallucination are staring at the TV, happily watching the Spring Festival Gala.During the Chinese New Year, it seems to have become a routine for the family to watch the party, eat dumplings, and chat.Even though the evening parties have been getting worse and worse in recent years, this is already a habit. If you don't watch the evening parties, it seems that something is missing.

"You two, this thing can actually laugh." Cat smiled and sat in the middle of the two men on the sofa, stretched out his arms, and hugged the necks of the two men at once.

"cat..." Mo Bing's nostrils directly touched cat's chest, and he couldn't breathe, so he quickly broke free. "Don't play like this, you will die!"

The auditory hallucination also had the same reflection, blushing and turning his head away.

"Hahaha, you guys are so cute!" Cat already regarded molesting these people as his usual entertainment.

"Sister cat, the dumplings are almost ready. Go up and call Fu Ming, and come down to eat..." Zeng Xiaoting came out of the kitchen, still fiddling with her apron, "The water is boiling." When Fu Ming was mentioned, her expression changed It's ugly, ever since Fu Ming came back from Germany, he hasn't had a smile on his face. This situation has lasted for three months, and even barely passed the final exam at the end of the year.

Cat also became serious, and sighed, "How long is he going to be silent..." As she spoke, she twisted her body and walked towards the stairs, making Mo Bing and the auditory hallucination next to her look a few more times.

"Look, hurry up and help!" Zeng Xiaoting pinched her waist and knocked on their heads.

Fu Ming was lying in the room on the second floor with empty eyes, staring at the ceiling in a daze. He suddenly remembered something, picked up his wallet from the table, and pulled out a photo.

He looked at the reverse first. "1995716, Budapest," the photo read.

There are four men in the photo, Hussein Heikindias on the far left, Vasily Ivanovich on the second, Fu Ming's father, Fu Zhongtian, and the last one, It's a vampire, Alexander S. Wellington.The four of them were so young, and Vasily hadn't even started growing a beard on his face.The European-style buildings behind are very beautiful, and the photos are old and faded.

Fu Ming knew that he was only three years old that year.

There was a knock on the door, and cat's gentle voice came through the crack of the door. "boss."

Fu Ming sat up from the bed, "The door is unlocked."

Cat pushed the door open and entered the room, pulled the chair from the desk, and sat beside Fu Ming, crossing his legs, looking extremely coquettish. "Although I know you're not in the mood...you still have to eat this meal," she looked out the window at the goose-like snowflakes, "It's Chinese New Year."

Fu Ming put away the photos, put on his shoes, walked to the window and opened it.The cold wind suddenly hit his face, which made him wake up a lot.He opened his mouth, and the air he exhaled suddenly turned into a cloud of mist and disappeared into the vast snow. "It was also snowing in Berlin that night."

"Fu Dong, is it really that important?" cat stood up, walked behind Fu Ming, and helped him put on his coat. "Boss, be careful of catching a cold."

Listening to the sporadic crackling of firecrackers outside, Fu Ming seemed to have returned to that night three months ago.

He was still hugging Fu Dong's body, Fu Dong looked very thin, and the surrounding area of ​​his face seemed to be clearly visible as a gully.Song Jiahao carefully opened the door and checked the situation outside. "Everyone ran away. They gave up." He checked the killer who had been shot several times. The carotid artery had no reaction at all, and he was completely dead.Outside the hotel room, the corpses of four company members were lying neatly, with blood holes pierced through their heads.

"Jack, contact the company's resident and ask them to come here quickly. This place has been exposed, it seems to be people from CIA. They dare not make too much noise in Berlin, and the German government will be very dissatisfied." Fu Ming let go of Fu Dong's body and helped him tidy up his clothes.

The hotel manager hurried up from downstairs. The sound of bullets penetrating the door and the noisy footsteps of several people woke him up.Looking at the scene in front of him, he was so surprised that he couldn't speak for a long time. "This is..." There were five corpses at the door, bleeding all over the floor, and there was also a dead man lying in the room. The room was in a mess, and the door and surrounding walls were full of bullet holes.

"Get an ambulance and call the police, what are you still doing!" The manager took out his mobile phone, still not understanding what happened here.

Seeing that the manager was going to call the police, Song Jiahao immediately grabbed his cell phone, "Sir, I hope that no one will know what happened tonight."

"Someone's dead! This kind of thing happened in the hotel, I'm unlucky! What if I don't call the police? It's human life!" Seeing the pistol in Song Jiahao's hand, the manager's face instantly turned livid. "Who the hell are you guys!"

Song Jiahao opened his mouth. He really couldn't explain it. He couldn't say that he was an arms dealer team and was attacked by cia.

"It doesn't matter if you have a gun, as long as the police come, none of you can escape. Now it's a society ruled by law!" The manager turned around and wanted to run downstairs to make a phone call.

Fu Ming's tightly closed eyes opened immediately, and he walked a few steps quickly, stepped forward and took the gun from Song Jiahao's hand, grabbed the hotel manager, grabbed him by the collar, and pushed him against the wall of the corridor.

"I'm an arms dealer. I was attacked, and the police can't handle it, understand?" He stared coldly into the manager's eyes, and put the G22 gun on his head.

"I don't believe you dare to kill me! What about the arms dealer, I'm not afraid of death!" Although the manager's face was pale, he still yelled boldly.

Fu Ming lowered the muzzle of the gun a bit, moved his finger slightly, and with a click, the G22 pistol turned into single-shot mode. He pulled the trigger without hesitation, and with a bang, the bullet shot into the wall next to the hotel manager's head. In the middle, the shell case fell on the carpet, making a dull sound.

The manager only felt a whizzing sound in his ear, and the bullet passed by, and then he felt that his lower body seemed to be wet.

"There is an old saying in China that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but I think it is not that newborn calves are not afraid of tigers, but that they do not know how terrible tigers are. Everyone is afraid of death, and I am the same. You are not afraid of death, just because you have not yet approached die." Fu Ming let go of the manager's collar.

The manager felt his feet go limp, and immediately slumped on the ground leaning against the wall, his hands drooping, but he touched the corpse on the ground, and was startled.

"I will compensate you ten times the price. Before dawn, I hope to see that the door will become new and the bullet hole will be smoothed out. As for these dead people, my people will take care of them. Then I hope that no one will know what happened here." Fu Ming turned around and walked back to the room. "I don't want to kill you, I'm not in the mood to kill you. Get out of here before I change my mind."

The manager came back to his senses immediately, and scrambled into the elevator.

"Boss..." Jack walked up to Fu Ming, patted him on the shoulder, and snatched the pistol away. Now that Fu Ming is holding a gun, it is really a very dangerous thing.

"It's okay. Do what you have to do."