Rebirth of the Evil Life

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No desire is strong!

When a person has greed, after having *, then he will be at a loss when doing things. Originally, Zawahiri had no greed. He came to be famous and to renew the banner of al Qaeda. But never thought, Lin Feng gave him a reason for greed, and gave him an excuse for greed.

One million dollars a person, this money is not so easy to make! Lin Feng looked at Zawahiri sarcastically.

fury! Zawahiri really wanted to explode Lin Feng's head with a shot, and saw the **** scene splashed with brains. But he can't. Seeing that 1 billion US dollars were in hand, how could he be willing to shoot Lin Feng headshot.

"Lin Feng, if you dare to do this again, I dare not kill you. For so much money, I will never kill you. But these players, hum, if you dare to move my people, I will kill one. A player! First of all kill from your Tottenham players!" Zawahri glanced coldly at the many Tottenham players, killing intently.

"Then you still don't let me go, let me make money!" Lin Feng indifferently swept around ak47.

Zawahiri waved his hand, and everyone backed away. At this moment, the two al-Qaeda members who had been defeated by Lin Feng also stood up and saw Lin Feng with a look of hatred. Had it not been for Zawahiri to suppress them, I am afraid that Lin Feng would come up immediately. Lin Feng doesn't care about this, this kind of miscellaneous hairs, Lin Feng doesn't care about it at all.

Afterwards, under Zawahri's gaze, Lin Feng cracked on the keyboard and charged the money into the account designated by Zawahri.

"Okay, let's take a look. When the money arrives, we will continue to release people immediately. There are still 29 billion US dollars behind!" Lin Feng slapped his hands and moved his muscles and bones. A little bit of food, and also to help Prince William loosen up, and I won’t give you the money for the flour."

Zawahiri frowned, his expression unhappy. What did Lin Feng treat this place for? Was he here for the buffet?

"Why, don’t worry? That’s fine. You can also put a time bomb on my body. You have to understand that it’s your speed to let people go, so many people go out slowly, I don’t know how long it will take if I Or Prince William starved to death. You guys want so much money, but it's useless at all. Also, my players also let me go. By the way, West Ham players also let me go. Although I am at odds with Fatty Su, I am still willing to give this kind of money." Lin Feng said loudly.

A trace of gratitude drifted in the eyes of the West Ham players. To be honest, they are extremely annoying to Lin Feng. Well, the London Derby. But at the moment, Lin Feng asked Zawahri to release them too, which really made these West Ham players grateful. You know, both sides are in the same situation, and Lin Feng can't save them at all.

"Mr. Lin. Thank you very much!" Capello thanked Lin Feng on behalf of the West Ham players.

Zawahiri frowned, calculated silently, waved his hand, and motioned for everyone to untie the players of the two teams. Let them move. Anyway, there are so many men watching, plus these players are strapped to time bombs. He didn't believe that these golden and precious players would dare to fight desperately.

call! All the players breathed a sigh of relief. To be honest, the group of Zawahri just rushed in, they were really shocked. By the time they reacted, the person was already **** and there was a time bomb on his body, so it didn't work what he wanted. As for the emotion of fear, because there are so many people, and the players have seen the big scene, it is not as hysterical as those ordinary fans cry. It’s just that it feels really bad. At the moment, I finally feel a little relieved. At least everything is blocked by Lin Feng in front.

"Hey, everyone is okay. I'm sorry, I got you involved for personal reasons. I'm really sorry!" Lin Feng bowed to the many players.

"Boss, what are you saying, you can come to save us, we are the real grateful Dade, to say thank you, it should be us, not you." The players waved their hands again and again.

"Lin, the remote is in his pocket. He is very alert, you have to be careful. Also, there are definitely more than 87 people here, there should be more people in the bread box. And I suspect that among the club staff, There should also be theirs. When they rushed in, the fans were instantly controlled. Without internal response, it would never be possible." Mourinho told Lin Feng of his analysis results.

"Well, I know. Jose, the team is implicated. I hope it will be fine this time. I will try my best to let you go first." Lin Feng said in a deep voice. If these players really die by accident, it will definitely be a huge loss in world football. These people are the best players in world football in the next ten years. They are going to die, and the whole world football will go backwards.

"Don't say that! It's the same sentence, you can come, it is enough to prove everything." Mourinho beat his chest, "This time let us work together in the same boat and work together to solve these gangsters. If we can steal the remote control. , And then instantly control the 27 people on the bright side. The remaining people are not to be afraid. Of course, we lack enough cover. In the middle of this stadium, it is definitely a gun target. However, as long as you hide in the stands, We have a bunker, we just need to delay for a while and wait for the government to enter." Mourinho analyzed it carefully.

"José, you don't have to worry about this, leave it to me to deal with it. I arranged for someone to come in. Just wait for the opportunity." Lin Feng's eyes were deep. He has no contact with "Chi You", but I believe that after such a long time, "Chi You" must have sneaked in. What I can do now is to create all kinds of chaos and create opportunities for them. Of course, before that, you must find a way to get the remote control. Otherwise, Zawahiri might threaten the lives of himself and others at any time.

"Hey, what are you doing! Separate!" When several members of Al Qaeda saw Lin Feng and Mourinho whispering to each other, they immediately drank.

Lin Feng shrugged and walked to Zawahiri's side.

"Zawahiri, I said, what to eat? You don't give it to eat, that's not okay. We have an old Chinese saying-the emperor does not need hungry soldiers. You starve us to death, but there is no benefit." Lin The wind said loudly.

Zawahiri looked angry. This Lin Feng is not over yet. But seeing that every time a hostage went out, he would have 1 million dollars in his hands. Zawahri felt very happy. Thinking about it this way, he didn't feel so dissatisfied with Lin Feng. No matter what Lin Feng is doing now, wait until he makes money. Wait for the money to make enough. Then tied Prince William to leave. When Prince William is in hand, the British Isles will not let him soar. As for Lin Feng, he must die. His immortality is not enough to calm the grievances in the organization. After all, bin Laden is incomparable and irreplaceable in the hearts of al-Qaeda members. If you don't kill Lin Feng, it's hard to convince the crowd.

auzw.com"Come here, get them something to eat." Zawahiri ordered his subordinates to give Lin Feng and others some biscuits and water. These ones. It was Lin Feng's last supper. He still has this little kindness. Of course, this is all based on Lin Feng's gift of 30 billion U.S. dollars. If you don't have money, don't talk about kindness. People who have no money, **** it!

"Come on. Eat some first. It's not okay to be hungry. And in case of any situation, I have to have the strength to deal with it." Lin Feng distributed some compressed biscuits and drinking water to everyone, and took a few biscuits at hand. Up. Of course, eating biscuits is pure play. Lin Feng's real purpose is to observe how Zawahri can get the remote control in his pocket.

at this time. Inside the Upton Park Stadium, all 16 ‘Chi You’ members have sneaked in and calculated all the terrorist distribution maps, but they dare not act rashly. Explosives on Lin Feng and others. Let them cast a rat avoidance device. They are sure to wipe out all the terrorists, but the result is very likely that the terrorists will die, and Lin Feng and others will also be blown to pieces. If so, it doesn't make any sense.

and so. They are dormant. They believed that Lin Feng should also understand this, and should be thinking of a way.

"Okay. 1000 people again! Give money!" Zawahiri exclaimed excitedly.

1000000000! Counting the previous 1 billion, it is 2 billion US dollars!

"Cracking", Lin Feng typed on the keyboard for a while, then slapped his hands, "Okay, another one billion dollars has arrived. Keep releasing people. Also, your speed is too slow, can you hurry up? Waiting like this, when will it be heady? These compressed biscuits are too unpalatable. If you can send me some foie gras, truffles, and Lafite, I can wait with you slowly. But eat these compressed biscuits Cookies, what does that mean!"

Zawahiri also felt that this was too slow. But this should be because I think it is slow, why does Lin Feng think it is slow? Does he want to die so?

"That's how you want to die early?" Zawahri snorted, "Or, do you want to run away? Don't forget, the time bomb on your body, as long as I press this button, you will'bang' Blow it to pieces!"

Zawahri raised the remote control in his hand.

Lin Feng's pupils shrank, but he pretended to shrug indifferently.

"Zawahiri, I only believe in one thing, that money can move the mind. 30 billion US dollars is just a small part of my wealth, 3% of my wealth, I believe that the remaining 97% of the money is enough to make your heart move. Let me find a bit of life in the desperate situation." Lin Feng smiled lightly, "Zawahiri, think about it! Is it true that he really killed me and was chased by'Spike's fangs' around the world, okay? Let me harvest all of my assets. How about trillions of dollars? Think carefully!"

Zawahiri was shocked. 1 trillion US dollars, what a huge wealth this is. If before, he might not have much reaction. But at this moment, seeing the 9 zeros in the bank account number, the feeling in my heart is beyond words. And all of this is only 3% of Lin Feng's assets, which is undoubtedly a drop in the bucket compared to Lin Feng's huge assets. In this case, it is impossible to say that you are not tempted.

"Will you easily abandon these assets? This is the money you made with hard work!" Zawahri Fox asked.

Tempted! Then there is a show! Lin Feng's eyes lit up slightly. This time Lin Feng dared to come in, the biggest reliance was not "Chi You", but his own wealth. These terrorists are also human beings, who love money.

"Zawahiri, I started my business with nothing in 1999, and it has only been less than 7 years now. In just 7 years, I was able to accumulate trillions of assets. In these 7 years, what did I rely on to make money? So much money?" Lin Feng said proudly.

"Uh..., what?" Zawahiri is not a financier, and he has no feeling for this, his face is at a loss.

"It's very simple. I can make so much money in just seven years. I don’t rely on background, I don’t have background, and I don’t rely on financial resources, my family has no money. I rely on my own hard work and brains. Even now I give it all. You, I am also confident that in the next seven years, I will earn more money than I do now. And I am still young, but only 26 years old this year, I believe I will be able to earn money in the future far more than my current assets several times. Since So, if I can use my current wealth to buy my life, why not buy it?" Lin Feng said proudly.

And these words are also conveyed to all corners of the world through the camera. When all the audience heard these words, they were all shocked. How confident and arrogant it is to say this. Is this self-praising? No, no one thinks that Lin Feng is praising himself. In the past seven years, Lin Feng has made not only money, but also friendship and connections. But today, if Lin Feng ran away his fortune in order to save these fans and save himself. I believe that as long as Lin Feng is still alive, there will definitely be countless banks willing to lend Lin Feng with a single call. With Lin Feng's contacts, I believe that no matter which line he does, he can be successful.

Reputation is the most important quality of a businessman. And Lin Feng's reputation is undoubtedly the first in the world.

Zawahiri also believed Lin Feng's words. Although he still wanted to kill Lin Feng, he believed that Lin Feng did have the ability to earn another trillion dollars in the next seven years.

"If we can escape, I will consider using your property in exchange for your life." Zawahri said coldly.

"Then hurry up and let them go. Keep waiting, I can't wait, and they can't wait. If they die, you will lose 1 million US dollars." Lin Feng pointed to the many fans in panic and said.

Zawahiri hesitated, he was no longer satisfied with the money in front of him now, what he thought in his heart was all Lin Feng's wealth. If he can control such a huge sum of money, then the ‘Al Qaeda’ organization he leads will become the most famous terrorist organization in history. This amount of money is enough to let him go down in history forever. And his dream of founding a nation will come naturally. A trillion dollars in assets is enough to build a powerful empire.

"Speed ​​up! Let them go quickly!" Zawahri shouted.

Lin Feng smiled slightly.

The wages of avarice is death. Throughout the ages, how could it be! ()