Please make money.

The Black Bee-Tiger pointed in the direction of the Grand Palace and said that it was sold there.

Alia patted Lele's thigh and said, "Then why don't we just buy some more? It would be nice to ask them to lend us some help!"

Black Bee Tiger was confused - obviously she didn't play Paradox games - how could someone sell weapons to someone who wanted to kill her?

Alia said you don’t understand this, economics is very simple, come on, let’s talk about Scherner and Meyer…

Of course, Black Bee Tiger didn't agree to do this job in the end, mainly because they were paid as bodyguards, and they would have to settle accounts separately for a national policy of this level.

Ailia was a little disappointed. I wanted to turn my heart to the bright moon, but the bright moon was only shining on the ditch.

There is no other way, tonight the Curtain Man has to come back and cook the most original ingredients in the simplest way.

It's so funny. Other people's systems either become their wives or actively host them and search for rare treasures everywhere. Her system has nothing but a golden finger for MAX combat power.

What if I can't use it? Look at me developing my body!

One day! You will all control the refrigerator - cross out - big mushrooms - cross out too - and you will all ask me to make money!

"Generally speaking, we generally believe that if we grasp the key to the problem, everything else will fall into place."

"Mmmmmmm..."

"Understanding what Meyer Economics is is the key to solving all problems, and the so-called Meyer Economics is——"

Before he could finish his words, a group of people rushed into the hotel in a hurry.

Of course, being able to break in means they are one of us—Rumlow and the others are back.

"BOSS!" Rumlow still smelled of gunpowder, but compared to being tired, he cared more about Arya - or the bonus.

"Oh, are you all back?"

"Boss, are you okay?"

"It's okay, what's the matter?"

"I'm glad you're okay..." Rumlow breathed a sigh of relief: "I'm glad you're okay."

That's a 30% bonus. Alia is not a human being, she is a walking gold mountain, so you have to protect her carefully.

Rumlow came back and everyone started to summarize the information. Finally, Black Bee-Tiger came to a very subtle conclusion.

"It's very likely that Xincai has found the wrong person."

"What do you mean?"

"Whether it was our confrontation or Rumlow's previous contact with the other party's men... In short, they may have regarded us as another force."

As she spoke, she took out a document and handed it to Alia: "He also came from your country, Boss, with almost the same itinerary. More importantly, you should know this person, Boss."

Ailia thought to herself, who do I know? I know him. I am a person who lives in peace with the world and can cure all diseases - huh?

She looked at Jiang Tianyi in the file and flipped through a few pages: "What's going on?"

"Boss Jiang is looking for help everywhere. It seems that there is a small conflict between her and Xinchai."

"Then why is Xincai looking for trouble with me?"

"So it might be a misunderstanding. And this is the recruitment invitation we received from our colleagues."

Alia can recruit people, and Jiang Tianyi can do it too, the only difference is that Alia came with people, which Jiang Tianyi had neglected before.

Now Jiang Tianyi has also started to recruit people in a big way, and even launched recruitment directly from the chaotic areas in the three southern provinces of Thailand. Naturally, Black Bee Tiger and the others knew about it.

Rumlow looked at the salary level curiously, then shook his head: "The boss is still more generous."

You know, Jiang Tianyi's mission requirements may cause conflict with the Siamese officials.

So she is going to find those people in the three southern provinces of Thailand who don't give Siam any face at all - but your price can only be said to be slightly higher than the market price!

Black Bee Tiger glanced at Rumlow, who had been active in the three southern Thai prefectures before: "The boss has an additional task, and the price is 100 million US dollars. Do you want to do it?"

Rumlow's eyes lit up and his breathing stopped: "Are you kidding? Or is it true?"

"Really—she wants to change the owner of the Grand Palace."

Rumlow opened his mouth, not knowing what to say for a moment.

In other words, is it possible that this job should not be done by them, but by professionals like sucking sex?

Rumlow had indeed worked in the Secret Service before, and had dealt with Foblet before, so he could be considered an insider.

But it’s hard to say who has experience in this kind of big job - who could have experience - no one!

He stopped, and Black Bee-Tiger stopped provoking him and still put Alia's safety as the top priority.

"Since it is a misunderstanding, then we can resolve it. We can negotiate with Shinchai and he will agree."

There is no reason to disagree. They were the ones who started it first, and now they have hit a wall. They can't bite off any more, so they can only hold it in.

Alia rubbed her hands: "Where is Boss Jiang now?"

"I'm not sure, but based on the current intelligence analysis, it may be in the hands of the Siamese government, and the scope..."

She drew a circle on the map, and the most obvious building complex within the circle was Bangkok International Airport in Siam.

"The HR of their team is not very competent, and a lot of information was revealed. I even know that his name is Mr. Johnson, which is probably his real name."

In these matters, Johnson is no match for Lele - that is to say, not everyone can be the personal school beauty of the Urban Dragon King.

Alia tilted her head and looked at the map: "The international airport is only 50 kilometers away from the city."

"Boss, are you friends with Boss Jiang?"

"Yes, she treated me to dinner before."

"If there is a rescue mission, I can allocate some personnel to do it, but I suggest that additional recruitment is more appropriate."

"Let me think about it." Alia didn't make a decision, but didn't know what she was thinking.

Black Bee-Tiger nodded and arranged for Rumlow to take over the shift - it was said to be a rescue mission, but what kind of rescue mission was it that conflicted with the Siamese officials?

It is better to prepare all the equipment first, just in case, after all, the employer this time is not ordinary bold...

"Lele."

"Huh?" An Lele, who was cleaning his gun, looked up in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"You said that it's not good for me to make money from Boss Jiang? But when I see her, I really want to eat her gold coins. What should I do?"

"……what?"

"Isn't Johnson looking for someone? Do you want to go and earn some extra money?"

"..." An Lele blinked, and looked at Alia's eyes which gradually became relieved.

It was like watching his eldest daughter finally become a qualified profiteer - no, it should be called a capitalist.

"And I can pass on my fame to her. I'll still be that cute little girl. What do you think?"

The look of relief instantly turned into horror. An Lele retreated tactically - Boss Jiang shouldn't be guilty of this, right? Miss, what are you going to do?

"Hey, Lele, let me tell you again about the infamous Capitol arson case. It was so abominable!"

"..."

……

……

Ye Tianxin pushed the man in front of him away with a punch and looked at the wound on his shoulder in surprise.

"You know martial arts?!"

"I'll break all your bones!"

Xinchai tore off his brown monk's robe, revealing his strong muscles: "Then I will hang you in the temple and let every believer ravage you!"

Why was he able to become the person who made the decision in the gray area in Siam? Was it because he wore a helmet when he went fishing?

of course not!

People talk about the achievements of the black boxing champion Tasong with great relish. He won 30 games and killed 37 opponents, and his opponents had never suffered such a heavy kick in their lives.

But few people remember that before his death, there was a man called Yama in Siam’s underground boxing.

However, the man was later "converted" by a monk who was close to the playboy, and thus became a so-called enlightened monk.

The playboy later inherited his father's throne, and the black boxing master who killed sixty-eight opponents also became a high monk in the Old Buddha Temple.

Feeling the other party's rising aura, Ye Tianxin frowned: "Grandmaster... I know what you are practicing, the Rama secret method - you are a eunuch!"

"Shut up!" Xincai's eyes turned cold: "You're dead!"

Why was he able to restrain his aura? Why couldn't Ye Tianxin tell that the other party was a martial artist before?

It is extremely difficult to practice both internal and external martial arts, not to mention side martial arts like Muay Thai which has no possibility of being transformed into internal energy.

But the world is full of wonders, and there are always some little tricks that can help people develop their bodies like a god.

Rama's secret method is one of them. Legend has it that when Rama crossed the sea to the Central Plains, he purified his body in order to enter the palace of Emperor Wu of Liang and preach the Dharma.

But Rama himself was not a eunuch. It was rumored that he had mastered the secret technique to such an extreme that even if a piece of tissue was cut it would grow back.

But that is an ancient legend after all. In Ye Tianxin's opinion, the secret method of Rama that is currently circulating is more like readjusting the human endocrine system through castration, thereby stimulating the body to retreat from the state of practicing external martial arts to a relatively primitive starting state, and then turn to practicing internal strength again, breaking through and standing up again.

"...You are not using chemical castration, but physical castration, right?"

Xincai's ears were irritated by what he heard. What the hell is this? How did she know so much?!

Forget it, just beat her to death!

Xin Cai took a breath of internal energy and shouted loudly. The sound waves were like the beating of a drum. The whole street could hear it, and it seemed that even their heartbeats missed a beat.

The two figures collided with each other. Ye Tianxin, who had already fought through a street, fought with him for a few minutes, but knowing that he was no match for him, he turned around and fled.

If you can't win, run away! This is the first lesson the master taught us - the second lesson is to shake people!

She ran, and Xin Cai chased her from behind. She saw that she could not escape even if she had wings.

Just as the two figures crashed through a low wall and seemed about to get entangled again, a flash of cold light whizzed out from the side.

Xincai's eyes flashed, and he shouted loudly without dodging, then raised his hand like a god and smashed directly at the thing that should be a spear.

“Swish—swish, swish, swish—”

The whistling gun tip was like a swimming dragon, moving around him and drawing a dazzling arc of light.

The stacked bamboos were blown apart by the huge force, and a figure came out from behind, holding up a spear and fighting with Xinchai, and every shot never missed his vital points.

Xinchai was caught off guard by the spear technique. He finally managed to grab the gun body and twisted it with his bare hands. The front end of the low-quality spear that he found from somewhere cracked into wood fibers on the spot and exploded into a puff. Only a section of the gun body without the gun head was left against his chest. He suddenly exerted force.

"snort----"

A puff of hot air visible to the naked eye came out of his nose. Xincai clenched his fists, holding the gun barrel, and his eyes were wide open like an angry King Kong.

The wood chips fell, and only then did he see clearly who the punk who attacked him was - it was a woman wearing a mask who looked like a tourist.

"Great Kung Fu! I can't kill you without a gun. You are worthy of being the King of Hell."

The woman muttered something, and then in front of Xincai's surprised eyes, she pulled out a large black star from her waist with her other hand.

"But who would play this trick on you? Times have changed!"

“Bang—bang—bang—bang—”

The scene changed, Xin Cai turned and ran, and behind him was the woman who looked like a tourist, chasing him with a gun just like Xiao Ma Ge, bleeding on the street.

Unfortunately, this was Xinchai's home turf after all. She chased him into an alley, looked left and right, and lost sight of him.

There was still blood on the ground, but there was blood at the two forks in the road ahead, so it was obvious that Xin Cai was running pretty fast.

She met the eyes of those people who looked like residents who had stolen in from all directions, snorted coldly and retreated.

"As expected of a mouse, it runs so fast..."

On the other side, Xinchai covered his shoulder and escaped the other party's pursuit with great difficulty along the familiar terrain, leaning in a corner and gasping for breath.

What is this all about?

Trap! It must be a trap!

They joined forces not to challenge the master and establish a flag, but to kill themselves!

Who is it? Who knows my schedule so well? Who understands my personality so well?

Killing his men with precision, taking advantage of his absence, and even—