Ancient master modern police

Listening to the conversation between Tang Ying and Zhang Qi, and knowing about the name, Hu Zi became quiet and worried.

After refusing Tang Ying's persuasion, Zhang Qi and Huzi drove to Shenhui Nei Village in the car driven by the old j. In the car, Huzi quickly asked Zhang Qifa.

"Brother Zhang, can you tell me now, what are you doing this time? Could it really be..."

As the relationship got closer, Zhang Qi was more than happy to tell Hu Zi about certain issues, and he talked about things by the way.

After Huzi heard this, he scolded his mother in his heart. This is too violent and unnecessary. Just as he was about to persuade Zhang Qi, he remembered An Ziye's attitude.

"Uncle An should understand, why didn't you persuade Brother Zhang? Could it be..." Hu Zi was a bit rough, but he was not stupid, he started thinking after he opened the car and smoked.

"Looking at Uncle An's attitude towards Brother Zhang, he should be so awed because he knows Brother Zhang's ability, and Uncle An should also know about Brother Zhang, then," Hu Zi took a deep puff of his cigarette, and used his The not-so-clever mind figured out An Ziye's thoughts, "Uncle An wants Brother Zhang to become JK's enemy completely, and then, recruit or cooperate?"

Huzi thought for ten minutes, but he still couldn't figure out the attitude of a smart person like An Ziye. The main reason was that he didn't know Zhang Qi's concept at all, and he always guessed with the thinking of modern people. Of course, he couldn't make sense of it.

Japan is an island country, and many roads are built by the sea. In the early morning, the sea breeze blew into the car. Although it was summer, the clothes on his body could not completely resist the coolness, so the old j cursed : "Huzi, you are a stick, you won't open the account smaller."

The music was turned on in the car, so the old j couldn't hear Zhang Qi and Huzi talking, and the front and back seats had to be louder to talk to each other. Huzi was annoyed, so he immediately yelled back: "Blow it!" Damn you, you're afraid of getting cold before you get old, it's still summer."

"Damn, I'm still a man at 12 o'clock. Don't slander me. If there is a woman around, I won't kill you." The son put aside the mess in his heart.

"Brother Zhang, let me ask about that, don't be angry." After exchanging a few happy words with the old j, Huzi decided to put aside the interests of the mercenary group and act according to his own heart. If Zhang Qi knows the specific situation, then he will follow the original plan.

"Say." Zhang Qi said strangely, without turning his head.

Huzi didn't take it seriously, changed his carefree attitude, and asked in a softer voice: "Brother Zhang, when you go to JK's Japanese lair, do you want to kill a few people, or all of them?"

"You don't die when you beat a tiger, but you get injured by a tiger!" Zhang Qi was even more surprised.

Unexpectedly, Hu Zi combined his fists and said excitedly: "Brother Zhang, you are wrong. Do you know how many bases and people JK has? Do you know how many gangsters they are related to in Japan and South Korea?"

Zhang Qizheng sat up and said with great interest: "I would like to hear the details."

"Our mixed mercenary group is actually similar to those group companies. It has several points, such as jk, which has a point in Japan, and also in West Asia and other places. There are probably hundreds of people in total. Most of the business is bodyguards, and the mercenary group is also called a security company, but our business tends to kill, destroy and other things, just like in ancient times, bodyguards are bodyguards, and mercenary groups are mostly for robbery and bonuses." Tiger Zizi admired Zhang Qi very much, and he didn't spare any effort to explain it.

"There are people in jk who want to kill you, so you can do it, but if you are not in the industry and have no power to protect you, and you take another point from them, then you will never die," Hu Zixin said with a kick. There are precedents, although everyone only cares about money, but in modern society, fame is equal to money. If you lose other people's reputation, it means destroying people's wealth, and destroying people's wealth is like killing parents, unless jk people don't mix mercenaries anymore Get together, otherwise Zhang Qi will be in trouble in the future.

Zhang Qi didn't expect that a small mercenary group in modern times would spread all over the world, and he was very surprised that they came to him knowing that they couldn't beat them, wouldn't they be sent to death?

"Brother Zhang, you are a superman. Modern people dare to shoot at you. Who can believe that someone can stop the cannon?" Huzi seemed to see Zhang Qi's thoughts, and then said, "But, if you only kill Get rid of those who gave the order, deter them, and prove that whoever ordered to provoke you, you will kill him. After the jk people are busy fighting for power and profit, they will definitely selectively forget about this matter and turn to their predecessors. Death is positioned as an accident or personal enmity."

"In a word, give them a step down, otherwise, there are enough for you to kill," Hu Zi swallowed, and said with a sense of accomplishment, "It usually takes at least a few days from planning to assassination. People are offended to death, they assassinate dozens of times, and a year has passed. But it is not so easy for you to kill them all, and one year is definitely not enough, Brother Zhang, are you willing to spend so long?"

Zhang Qi thought about the days when he flew all over the world chasing and killing others, or when he sat at home for a few days and came to assassinate him. In this kind of day, in his previous life, he might just call it a few people with similar strength. Feel something.

But in modern times, forget it, everyone is playing robbing. From Zhang Qi's point of view, ordinary people who shoot at him have no benefit of practicing martial arts, and they are a lot of trouble.

"It's just," Zhang Qi thought for a while, "Let me let them go, I don't like it."

Grasping the big and letting go of the small is the idea of ​​a businessman. For a person like Zhang Qi, if you ask him to catch the big and let go of the small who intends to assassinate him, it feels like bowing his head to the other party.

"If you want to kill the jk, the people who kill the jk dare not trouble you, that's easy, if you give money, people all over the world will be happy to help you kill the jk, or if you are a powerful person, such as a high-ranking government official, Business tycoons, they have to weigh the consequences if they can't kill you." Huzi said with a smile.

"In modern society, the name is not in the Jianghu, but in the political and business circles. Otherwise, you will be alone, and you will never be able to convince these forces."

"It's back to money and power." Zhang Qi didn't know how many times he heard similar topics. The strength of a single person in modern times is not obvious, so what everyone values ​​is power and money. Without physical strength, the deterrence against forces of a certain level is really insufficient.

Zhang Qi thought for a while, since money can solve the problem, then use his power to steal their money, and then use their money to destroy these people, and Camille should also be able to help a little bit, figured it out Afterwards, Zhang Qi found that he could use his own ability to kill these people through modern means, and Zhang Qi's mood improved again, but he paid more attention to money and power.

It was around 5 o'clock in the morning, the days were long in summer, and Japan was an hour earlier than China. When the sky was completely bright, the three of them arrived at their destination.

Huzi found a map he didn't know where he got it, and explained it to Zhang Qi. Zhang Daxia decided to go and kill those who wanted to assassinate him tonight. This map is a detailed illustration of Pingfeng Mountain.