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Day 148 0147 - Strong Brother's Small Theater

The strong brother broke down in cold sweat.

The other party's momentum was so strong that for a moment, he even thought he was dead.

But when he returned to his senses, he found that it was still the same room, the same King Hassan standing in front, and the same UMP45 pointing between his eyebrows.

Wang Hassan was still waiting for his answer.

Strong brother is thinking - this is not a multiple-choice question, this is a sending proposition.

The other party dared to break into the Song Family Manor alone for only [-] Guoyuan, and even contacted the incident before and after. The other party probably killed an armored vehicle and went free under the eyes of the Song family's security team.

The words of such a powerful person have high credibility——

The purpose of the other party is not to kill... It is definitely not to kill... Since the other party did not shoot the first time, he is willing to sit down and chat with himself, giving so much time to prove the other party's purpose, not just I want to kill myself or one of Song Fuquan.

$100 million is nothing to me.

So the strong brother turned his mind and closed his eyes: "I choose three, I will break off the marriage."

"Sorry, there is no third option."

The cold muzzle was on his forehead, and the voice on the other side was indifferent.

"I can give you $100 million, and I will also choose to break off the marriage. Your purpose is just to destroy the marriage between our two. Of course, I want to live more than a commercial marriage. This is a biological instinct. "

The knuckles of his fingers gripping the handrail were pale, but he still barely maintained his image, only with a slight sweat on his forehead, and persuaded in a hurried tone: "And the Song Manor is currently under martial law, if you shoot, even if you can escape Go, it won't be easy--"

"Are you sure you will break off the marriage?"

Wang Hasan's tone rose slightly, as if he was a little interested.

But half a second later, without waiting for the strong brother to answer, Wang Hasan felt a little bored again: "Forget it, you rich people will definitely not talk about it, even if you promise to break off the marriage now, after I leave you will Whether it’s calling the police or finding more bodyguards, as long as you are on guard against me, you can’t bring the beauty back.”

"Crash-click!"

The bolt was pulled, and the sound of ** pushing into the barrel was clearly visible.

The strong brother's eyelids trembled fiercely with his eyes closed. He couldn't refute this statement, but he couldn't think of a good answer for a while. He could only tighten his muscles and rack his brains. .

He closed his eyes and felt that every moment seemed like a long time, so when he opened his eyes weakly and wanted to tell the other party that he did not want to be missed by such a powerful assassin, he was surprised to find that the whole room had already Empty.

Only the loaded UMP45 was still on the coffee table in front of him, the window was opened, and a breeze blew the curtains, revealing the bright moonlight outside the window, telling him that what happened just now was not a dream.

Brother Qiangqi took a deep breath, and then spit out a 'ha-', the whole person collapsed on the sofa, his back was soaked in a lot of wet, and there was a cold and uncomfortable feeling on the sofa.

His chest rose and fell, and every breath seemed to be picked up. After a while, he covered his face with his hands, and all kinds of thoughts flooded into his heart.

When he put down his hands and was about to call the bodyguard in, the king Hassan stood abruptly in front of him.

"..."

The hem of the slightly damaged black robe was lifted by the other party, and two bananas just picked were heavily pressed inside.

"I'm so hungry that I can't stand it, so I went for a walk. Don't say that the greening of the Song Family Manor is really good. I saw two coconut trees just now. I'll pick one and try it when I go back."

Wang Hasan gave him half of the bananas: "I'll give it to your bodyguards to taste later--I just wonder if your bodyguards will still be thinking about bananas if you die."

That banana is not an improved variety sold on the market, but a slightly thin, half-slap-sized, black spot with a very ordinary appearance.

Wang Hassan walked over briskly, sat down, took the gun away from the table, looked left and right, and it seemed that there was nowhere to put it, so he tucked it directly under the coffee table.

The two of them just sat on this round coffee table, like two old friends sharing snacks.

"Think about how to convince me not to?"

Strong brother's mouth is a little bitter: "...To be honest, no."

Wang Hassan pushed the bananas in front of him: "While I eat, I say, even if I die, I will be a full-fledged ghost. I am actually a very kind person. Generally, when I am in a good mood, I don't care about other people's faults."

There is a light called hope in the strong brother's eyes: "It seems that you are in a good mood now?"

"Now?" Wang Hassan tucked his hand into the hood, swallowed a banana, shook his head and threw the banana peel to the trash can: "No, I usually feel good when I'm full."

"..."

For a moment, the strong brother felt that the other party might as well have just collapsed himself so neatly.

"You just said 100 million US dollars, how do you give it to me? Will it be a bit troublesome to transfer the money? Will it be found?"

Wang Hassan looks like a curious baby, but as far as Brother Qiangjie is concerned, such a skilled figure in the dark world can't say that he has no money to clean up the gangster, so he is mostly making fun of himself.

So he clumsily broke off a banana and cooperated with the other party's performance: "If you want, I can help you open a bearer account at Vaux Bank in Switzerland. The password is set by yourself, and it cannot be changed after one setting. , this account can only be used by you."

Wang Hassan was slightly surprised: "Does Blue Star really have such a thing as a bearer account?"

There is no so-called anonymous account on the Earth World Line. Even the well-known Swiss banks have a set of internationally recognized identity authentication rules. They just prefer to lose part of their profits rather than ruin their bank reputation. They insist not to disclose it to the public. Those account information that was tracked down by the official.

The so-called international recognition of identity authentication rules, how many tricks can be made under these words, it is really a matter of opinion...

"But 100 million dollars is useless to me..."

Wang Hassan was a little distressed, she thought for a while: "Take out your wallet and let me see it!"

What kind of wallet is there in this casual suit, strong brother, just a small card holder with a global credit card and two IDs.

So Wang Hassan was not happy. She held a banana and put it on the head of the strong brother: "Take out all the valuable things on your body!"

Brother Qiang was a little tempted to resist, but then he thought about the indifferent appearance of the other party, and he didn't dare to take his own life to be a hero.

"..."

A few minutes later, Wang Hassan, who was eating bananas, held the pendant with the photo inside in his hand, and listened carefully to Brother Qiangqiang telling about his emotional experience.

"Oh - so you don't want to marry the Song family?" Wang Hasan, like a follower, handed over the banana he had just peeled: "Speak slowly, what happened to that girl later on? Are you going back to Mexico?"

"Thank you." Qiangqiang's eyes were slightly red, he took the banana, sniffed, and looked away from the window, looking into the distance: "Later, I found out that she actually has a very rare disease..."

Section 149 0148 - Strong Brother Xiao Theater 2 (Add more updates to everyone's monthly pass

Strong brother is a very obedient good boy.

His family wanted him to be a qualified heir, so he studied hard, exercised hard, paid attention to etiquette, cultivated interest, and after putting in countless sweats, he successfully fell under the skirt of a sand sculpture girl.

This is actually a story.

Brother Qiang studied at Ludwig University in Munich, and later studied at Harvard. His language teacher was the head of the Harvard Fairbank Center for East Asian Studies - and in Boston, Massachusetts, when he was in school, he met a man from Hot girls from Mexico.

What is Mexican style?It is the grand and magnificent festival of the dead in "Dream Hunting Travel Notes", which pays tribute to life. Playing musical instruments on the road covered with marigold petals, singing and dancing, all night long, wearing a wide Mexican straw hat and embroidered bright colors. A wide skirt, swaying the enthusiasm of the skirt.

Of course, there are also immigrants to the United States and banned crops that we are familiar with... But these aside, a real Mexican girl with hot charm - Jessica Alba has Mexican descent, Latino sexiness It was revealed in her.

At a school party, the strong brother only looked at the girl once, and could never forget her face again.

Maybe some enthusiastic viewers will say, you are so rich, you have smashed girls into their hands!

But Brother Qiang feels that this is not possible. He wants to truly pursue a love. Even if this love has no result after all, it will still be a good memory.

So this sand sculpture guy put aside his bodyguards, sticking to other girls like candy—the girls just came from Mexico, pursuing their American dream in Hollywood and wanting to become a great screenwriter.

But how can a strong brother who is familiar with Hollywood not know how difficult it is. Those Hollywood companies seem to have fierce competition, but they are actually grasshoppers on a rope. Everyone borrows from the same big New York bank, uses the same group of employees, and shoots Films of the same type follow the same rules. The power of capital permeates every pore of the original wild west bank. The so-called passion and dreams are polished away from the edges and corners, and then thrown on the assembly line.

Script writer?Those screenwriters in the name of writers are actually at the bottom level, and they are only better than those who run errands on the set. Not even a Hollywood screenwriter.

They're worse than the Indians in the westerns, says Strongman.

Wang Hassan, who listened to the story seriously, shook his head and retorted, saying that you are probably a Japanese devil who has never heard of Hengdian.

Brother Qiang humbly said that he will study these local characteristics in the future, but he does not know whether his life can last until that time - and eating too many bananas makes his mouth astringent. It would be better if he had a glass of dark beer. Champagne works too.

The socialist Wang Hassan criticized the life style of a little bourgeois like Qiangjie, and generously asked him to use the landline in the room to ask the manor's service staff for a late night snack.

"Ten thick-cut steaks, pre-cut, plus half a catty of rice, no red wine, a bottle of socialist Red Star Erguotou, and whatever else you want, you can order it yourself."

Brother Qiangchi saw sweat on his forehead again. He grabbed the phone to order food at the urging of Wang Hasan, and he had to be very careful about his words when ordering, for fear that Wang Hasan would think that some words were meant to be tipped off.

The service department politely did not ask what the food was used for. Brother Qiangqiang put down the phone, watched a man in black robes who had killed a lot of bananas, and asked after deliberation, "My bodyguard... Later. Might have to come in."

"Oh? Isn't that just right?" Wang Hasan picked up another handful of bananas he had left: "Just give them a taste. Although these bananas look ugly, they taste good and natural."

The strong brother could only sit down helplessly and then tell his story.

Where did you just say?The strong brother is too nervous and can't remember a little.

Wang Hasan kindly reminded him that he was talking about the Japanese devils in Hengdian.

So the strong brother was in a cold sweat again, after all, this touched the blind spot of his knowledge.

Fortunately, Hassan Wang didn't care, so Brother Qiangqiang thought for a while, and then started talking.

The girl is enthusiastic, cheerful, and extremely yearns for the so-called American dream. With the help of Brother Qiang, the other party successfully participated in the screenwriting work of two movies, and she also became good friends with Brother Qiang.

Then the strong brother thought that the foreshadowing was enough. On the night when everyone went to a music festival, he boldly confessed to each other. For this reason, he also prepared a quite romantic confession ceremony.

The screenwriter girl covered her mouth and was very surprised, and then rejected him mercilessly in her excitement.

The reason she gave at the time was that she was just an ordinary American dream-seeking girl, and Brother Qiangqiang was a top student of Harvard. She was not worthy of entering the upper class in a suit and leather shoes in the future.

The strong brother said that he is actually a boy who is looking for dreams. He has been searching for the world with her all his life, and now he finally found it.

Wang Hassan was very moved, and then signaled Brother Qiangqiang to stop, and the takeaway was delivered.

Brother Qiang was stunned for a moment, then turned his head to look at the door. Two seconds later, the door was knocked, and the bodyguard's very moved voice came: "Master, the food you ordered for us has been delivered, do you want to eat some?"

Brother Qiangqi turned his gaze to Wang Hassan, who nodded and sat nonchalantly, not even holding the gun under the coffee table.

"……Come in."

The bodyguard pushed the dining cart, which was covered with silver hooded cutlery. He lowered his head and carefully pushed the cart into the room. Just as he raised his head to speak, he suddenly saw the black-robed man sitting on the sofa.

Wang Hassan turned his head to the side, and in an instant, the time in the world seemed to slow down, and the bodyguard's movements were like a mime that had been slowed down countless times, revealing a sense of exaggeration and ridiculousness——

His eyes widened, his pupils shrank suddenly, he subconsciously pushed the dining car forward, threw himself towards Brother Qiangjie, and put his right hand into the inner pocket of his suit to take out a gun, the expression on his face gradually became hideous, his mouth slowly opened, The tonsils were trembling in the wide open mouth.

"Be careful--------"

The silver buckle on the dining car slid due to the sudden impact, and a bottle of Red Star Erguotou was knocked over and rolled to the ground.

"boom--"