Shandon Road is the "Wall Street" seventy years later in the capital of Xinjiapo.

As one of the four Asian dragons, Xinjiapo has been favored by international wealthy people in recent years, and even American wealthy people have given up their nationality and switched to Xinjiapo.

This is the policy that Oba came to power, and the most famous "defection" is Savilin, one of the founders of Facebook!

When Facebook was listed, Savilin announced that it would give up American nationality and switch to Xinjiapo. In this way, it evaded the high taxes of the "Tax Country". It simply changed its nationality, but saved Savilin more than US$400 million in taxes!

Shandon Road is the main road in Xinjiapo Financial District, and is home to skyscrapers that cover the clouds and sun.

Several cars were parked in front of a building. Charles Wu walked out under the escort of the bodyguard and walked steadily into the group building. His phone rang and his footsteps continued to move forward, but he stopped in front of the door.

A young and strange voice came into his ear from the earpiece, and what stimulated his nerves was the content of the speech.

"Mr. Wu, soon, you can reunite with your son."

In a short sentence, Charles Wu suddenly felt cold in his heart, and he slowly turned his head and looked around.

A white cloth strip on the traffic light swinged in the wind and attracted his attention. There was a guess in his heart that he was alert to move his steps, but a sudden change arose!

A bullet broke through the air and attacked, making it difficult for the naked eye to tell.

The eight bodyguards around were dumbfounded.

Charles Wu fell downwards, and a hole burst out from the right side of his eyebrows. The strange blood dripping splashed in the air. A blood hole was broken from the lower right behind his head at the same time. The blood beads spread all over the ground, and the sputtered trajectory was like water pouring down.

The moment when his body trembled slightly in the shot, Charles Wu confirmed his guess.

A strip of white cloth tied to a traffic light.

It is indeed a reference for snipers to measure wind direction and wind speed.

When the pedestrians around saw this scene, they screamed.

Eight bodyguards, two immediately hugged Charles Wu's body and got into the car and took them to the hospital. The other six bodyguards took out their guns and pushed back according to Charles Wu's gun trajectory, quickly got into the car and called the police and chased the building at the end of the left.

In the tenth floor of the office building a kilometer away, Bonton put down the tac50 sniper rifle with a normal expression. After slowly wiping his fingerprints, he took out a pair of plastic gloves from the small box next to the table and put them on, held the trigger of the sniper rifle again, leaving a new fingerprint.

Take off your gloves and stuff it back into the square box. Bonton slowly lifts the box and walks out of the room, and walks down the stairs through the back door, a taxi is waiting for him.

Mike started the taxi and walked the other way, slowly passing by the car Charles Wu Bodyguard was riding.

Sitting in the car, Bonton took out his phone and called Tang Xin.

“The cleaning is completed within three days.”

After hanging up the phone, Bonton began to change clothes in the car, put on a doctor's outfit, and then put on a pair of glasses, which was very pedantic.

This inconspicuous taxi followed Charles Wu's car into the hospital

Within hours, Charles Wu's relatives gathered in the hospital.

The next day

The Xinjiapo official did not make any statement. There were bizarre deaths in the hospital, including Charles Wu's shot and included in a highly confidentiality. The only clues of the police were the sniper rifle found during the investigation.

Serial number, the last time this sniper rifle was in official records was five years ago, used by peacekeeping forces in the Middle East.

The fingerprints left on the gun are in the Interpol database. A veteran who was a former sas resigned mercenary has disappeared four years ago and wants to find him. It is like looking for a needle in a haystack.

The hospital surveillance video has been tampered with and nothing has been found.

Another day passed.

The moon is on the branches, and the clear shadow is lingering. Tang Xin stands on the balcony and looks out of the community. The Hummer is still there.

He put on his coat and walked downstairs. He came outside the Hummer and knocked on the car window.

As the car window fell, a tired and clear face caught my eye.

And there was a strange smell in the car.

He Min is not a woman who is ashamed of the moon and flowers. But at least she is pleasing to the eye.

But if you don’t take a shower and stay in the car for four days, even if the national beauty is fragrant, it will change.

She stroked her left hand on the steering wheel, her right hand was placed beside her legs, and under the seat of the passenger seat, there was a p99.

She didn't dare to look at Tang Xin, her eyes drooped, and she walked stubbornly like a child, and the mountains could not shake her determination.

"Drive with me."

Tang Xin left a sentence lightly, then turned around and walked back to the community, drove his Cadillac away, and He Min launched the Hummer to follow closely.

On the nearby street, Tang Xin sat on the dining table in a food stall and ordered a full table of fried fried food. The price was not expensive and the dishes were rich.

After pouring two glasses of beer, Tang Xin pushed the cup in front of He Min, and then took a big sip on himself.

He Min didn't move the wine glass or chopsticks, and the ancient well sat in a vague manner.

"He Min, what do you want?"

Tang Xin started eating with chopsticks, his eyes wandering between the plates and did not look at her.

He Min raised her face like stagnant water and looked at Tang Xin blankly.

What does she want?

She herself didn't know either.

"You, do you still hate me?"

Her dry and white lips moved slightly, as if she hadn't drunk much water these days and her throat became dry.

Tang Xin almost choked by the beer and looked up at her incredibly. She looked around and didn't dare to look at each other.

"He Min, do I hate you? You have thought of killing me and taking action. This is a threat in my eyes, not hatred. I don't have time to hate you, not grit my teeth at you. If I want to do this, I can't count the number of people I want to hate every minute and every second. So, I never hate you, only the concept of threat. Are you a threat to me now? No, in my eyes, just like ordinary people, you pay the price for your actions, and I, through your grandfather, will erase the threat. This is my principle in doing things. Of course, if you have the ability to retaliate against me and plan to take action, then you become a threat again."

Has Tang Xin ever killed He Min?

Moved!

But that would make things turn into a tragic consequence.

The elders of the He family, at least Commander He is an innocent person.

Tang Xin didn't want to make a big deal, and it was too much for the trouble, and finally forced the commander of the military region to get involved.

He only has one result.

If you insist on saying who he hates, he can be too proud of He Min, how big is Tang Xin’s heart to hold more hatred?

Looking back on the past year, there are too many people who have conflicts, conflicts, and holidays with him.

Is Tang Xin so angry?

Not to mention that after his business grew, he had countless enemies. Will he hate him?

For a person like He Min, Tang Xin pulled his teeth. Can she be arrogant?

I thought everyone was strangers, and it took less than a few years for Tang Xin to forget as long as he couldn't see her, and there was no need for mediocre people to disturb him.

He Min was speechless.

Tang Xin shook his wine glass and said to himself: "It is said that it depends on a person's strength, but on his opponent. He Min, do you think I will treat you as an opponent? You are just a clown, don't feel too good about yourself. In other words, I was walking on the road and rushed out a bandit who wanted to rob me. I resisted. That person wanted to kill me. Should I kill him too? Then if my wealth is exposed and there are too many people who want to kill me for money, can I kill me?"

He Min shook her head, she now had a great enlightenment.

It turns out that in Tang Xinxin, a person like her is at most a mad dog. If the owner is not tied up, he will negotiate with the owner. If the dog dies, he doesn't care at all.

If the master is unreasonable, then Tang Xin will fight with the master.

Fortunately, the main owner of the He family raised a mad dog, so people are not crazy.

"He Min. Now you have only one problem. You are arrogant and respectful in front of me, and you are also as if you defend the gods. What do you want? Is it my appreciation? Or do I say to you in person: I forgive you? Tell me, if it is just one sentence, I will be fine if I say it. If I don't hate you, how can I forgive or not?"

Tang Xin couldn't stand her submissive attitude, especially when there was a comparison, she did not blink in front of others. She did not dare to breathe in front of herself, and was cautious in her words and deeds.

It was as if she had become his slave.

He Min shook her head and said something vaguely: "Tang Xin, I, I don't know either. I just feel that everything I see is false and fake. Only when I see you seems to be in a real world."

She was worried, and the impact of the gun case on her was indescribable.

Continuously deny everything in the past.

She was proud of being a member of the Young Master Club. The disguise of power and wealth made her arrogant, but all of them changed after the gun case.

It's like a dream.

The person who broke this dream was Tang Xin, who was like breaking out of the confused life of drunkenness and dreams, and truly shining his eyes to see the cruelty of this world.

She was like a Jew following Moses in the Bible who walked out of Egypt, not daring to look back or fall behind. Only by following closely behind can she ensure that the dawn came.

"Go home, take a shower and have a peaceful sleep. When you wake up tomorrow, look at yourself in the mirror, as if you are reborn in Nirvana. Nirvana before rebirth is the most painful. You have a strong sense of guilt in your heart, but you should not be attached to it, otherwise you will collapse and commit suicide. Take a good bath, fantasize the dirt on your body as sins, flow away, wake up tomorrow and face life again."

What Tang Xin should say and what he can say is all about.

He Min nodded without saying a word and drove away in the Hummer.

Many of the dishes in front of him were cold. Tang Xin asked the boss to heat up again. After a while, a Bentley parked on the side of the road. Qiu Qiang, who had returned safely, sat opposite Tang Xin with a golden sword, poured a glass of beer and drank it all.

"Ah, Tang Xin, I'm alive and you won't go to pick me up?"

Qiu Qiang laughed and stared at Tang Xin with a playful look.
To be continued...