The strongest god of wealth

Chapter 259 Man in Camouflage Military Uniform 【Subscription】

"Hi sir, our club has a membership system, please show your membership card."

A black Accord was just about to follow the car in front to pass through the door card of the Pudong Shooting Club, but it was stopped by the security guard at the door before the fuel was filled. He knocked on the window and said after paying a military salute.

The security guards here are almost all retired soldiers from the army. It is said that the owner of this club is also a veteran. He has a very friendly relationship with the heads of the southeast military region in China. comprehensive club.

Just kidding, it doesn't matter where do you think this gun and bullets come from?The relationship is not strong enough, how can the leaders of the Shanghai stock market allow the existence of real guns and live ammunition shooting clubs?

The owner of the Accord is a middle-aged man with a big belly, and his hair looks a little Mediterranean. The co-pilot is a coquettish woman with heavy makeup and scantily dressed clothes, and she seems to be only twenty years old. , As for the relationship between the two, you know...

"Honey, you said to bring me to see the real guns, why can't you even get in the gate now?" The coquettish woman hugged the middle-aged man's right arm, and the whole arm fell into that unfathomable " "Career line", the man was distracted for a while, he is the boss of a small company, the kind with a small fortune, usually the best face.

One time when I was drinking with friends, I heard the news about this Pudong shooting club, and I couldn't help but want to brag in front of Xiaomi, saying that I would bring her to experience it.

Who knows that the Renjia Club is a membership system and does not entertain ordinary people. The annual membership fee alone costs more than [-] yuan, which is simply unaffordable for ordinary people.Of course, it does not mean that ordinary people cannot touch real guns. In addition to this Pudong Shooting Club, there is also a Dongfang Shooting and Archery Gym, which is relatively small in scale and has very limited types of guns. Domestic hand (rifle) gun.

He was stopped by a security guard, and he couldn't keep his smile on his face because of the best face. The moment the car window fell, he sprayed: "Do you know who I am? How dare you stop me from going in! I had dinner with Director Xu of the Health Bureau yesterday, do you know? Why can the car in front go in without showing the membership card?"

The security guard looked at this middle-aged obese man with a mentally retarded look, and his face was full of disgust. They had seen a lot of people like this. Every day, such self-important people came to their club to think about it. Looking for a sense of presence, the final result. After hearing that a membership fee of 10,000+ was required for that year, he still left in despair like his grandson.

Besides, people rely on clothing, Buddha depends on gold clothing!
The car in front of them is an Aston Martin. Just by looking at the appearance, you can tell that the price is expensive. A membership fee of 10,000+ a year is not a trivial matter for them. Look at this fat man, he needs to drive an Accord The bull is in the sky, will he say that he, a veteran soldier who works as a security guard, drives a Highlander?

"Hurry up, hurry up, leave quickly if you are not a member of our club, don't hinder the people behind coming in!" The security guard waved at the dead fat man in the car disdainfully, as if chasing flies impatiently.

Beep--

The fat middle-aged man sitting in the car was trembling with anger, and the veins in his right hand holding the gear were bulging. He felt that this was the greatest insult to him, but he couldn't help but get angry.

Because you can see from the rearview mirror, there are a few cars behind, a Ford Mustang, a Maserati President, and a fiery red cool Ferrari. Look at these people, and look at how long you just bought it. The Accord suddenly withered.

Regardless of Xiaomi's fights in the co-pilot position, she turned the steering wheel silently and quickly disappeared from sight.

In fact, he was also to blame for his unlucky luck. Normally, it would be impossible for so many luxury cars to appear at the same time, but today was different!
The circle of the upper class in the Shanghai stock market is so big, and if there is something wrong, it will be heard by everyone. Zhuge Wenwu, the future prince of the domestic chain giant, and Zhang Chenghu, the little overlord of the capital, will directly clash with each other. Today will be held at the Pudong Shooting Club competition.

Such an interesting thing, how could they, the second generation who are usually about to have a shit, miss it, call friends and come in groups to see it quickly, and many of them are their friends.

When Ye Luo and his group of six came to the shooting range of the club, the place was already full of people. Of course, Zhang Chenghu, one of the protagonists of today, was surrounded in the middle.

At this time, Zhang Chenghu was standing in the middle with a smile on his face, enjoying the compliments from other people. When he saw Ye Luo and the others coming, his smile instantly subsided, he snorted coldly, and went straight to meet him.

"I thought you were afraid of losing and didn't dare to come?"

This is called the head start, the competition has not yet started, but the competition in terms of momentum has actually begun.

"What are you afraid of? I really don't know. I hope you can let me know today." Ye Luo's counterattack is also very sharp, but he prefers to attack the opponent with actions instead of talking. "Now Everyone is here, so don't do those fancy things, let's draw the road directly!"

Zhang Chenghu is not a Moji person, not to mention that he also wants to see the frustrated expression of the opponent after losing, which makes people feel refreshed, so he said the content of today's competition: "The content of the competition is very simple, it is a comparison of marksmanship! One person from each of us will shoot live ammunition, and the one with the highest cumulative hit points will win. The rules are as simple as that, I believe you high-achieving students should not be difficult to understand. Don't waste everyone's precious time, so many people are here today Now, who are you sending?"

It was not what they expected!
The content of the competition was the same as what Song Nan and the others discussed yesterday, and the only suspense now was who Zhang Chenghu would send out to fight.

"How can you kill a chicken with a sledgehammer, I'll do it!" Ye Luo said indifferently, taking a step forward.

The candidates sent by Ye Luo made the people present couldn't help talking about it. Many people had heard of the name "Ye Luo", but had never met him in person, and it seemed that the people on that side vaguely regarded Ye Luo as a As the backbone, he couldn't help asking the identity person about this guy's identity.

When the informed party told Ye Luo's information, these second generations suddenly realized that there is no way, this name is too familiar in the circle of Shanghai stock market, just like the children next door when they were young, now that they have grown up, What the parents said, "Look at the kid next door," has become "Look at Ye Luo." It's hard not to know.

Seeing Ye Luo stand up, Zhang Chenghu showed a tricky expression, clapped his hands under the eyes of everyone, and then
A man with a firm face and a camouflage military uniform came out from around the corner.

(End of this chapter)