He shouldn't think this thing is amazing and wants to do it and study it privately.

After all, remote control and other things have remote control distances. As long as you run far, it is still a bit tricky to find someone to study.

If it weren't for the remote-controlled bomb, how could he have been so obediently with Mr. Zhao? He would not dare to leave Mr. Zhao's sight without driving a car.

After simple freedom, he felt that if he could also study and make a batch, it would be very convenient to use in the future.

The male passerby in suit who was briefly kidnapped, ran out with a scream, shouting for help while running, and Mr. Zhao ignored it... He flew into Sun Zhibiao's hands with two daggers.

After a moment.

When the property staff of this building in the luxury community walked over to several men holding sticks tremblingly, Mr. Zhao smiled and went out, "It's okay, I'm sorry for what happened before. I apologize to the innocent person just now."

"My friend has a nerve problem and just came out of the mental hospital... Then, this is his mental illness case report."

Sun Zhibiao, who had two pierced daggers in his hands, also walked out, revealing his mouth that was missing three front teeth, and bowed to apologize.

A group of property owners looked at each other in an apology. Sun Zhibiao took out his cell phone and said that he could compensate for some money and transfer money, and had a very good attitude.

A certain property owner said in a striking and suspiciously, "Do you want to send it to the hospital?"

In fact, the higher the grade of this high-end community, the property or security guards will not let outsiders come in easily, let alone borrowing the bathroom. It was just the first time Sun Zhibiao came here, and directly transferred a thousand yuan to someone, saying that there were three urgent needs...

He didn't borrow any owner's bathroom, but it was used by property, security, reception staff, etc. No one would have thought of such a mess.

Mr. Zhao waved his hand, "No, we can go by ourselves."

What hospital should I go to? Just wait until the dagger is pulled out and apply some medicine to stop bleeding and help the wound heal. Just so happen that Li Shiqing has learned to drive in the past two days.

At this moment, another man in a suit with wet pants ran from behind and shouted in shock and anger, "You can't just let them go, you can't just let them go, I've called the police!"

A leading property owner frowned suddenly and said with a dark face, "Zhong Xiaoyang, what are you doing? Who asked you to call the police?"

In the final analysis, someone charged 1,000 yuan to allow Sun Zhibiao, a stranger to borrow the public bathroom of the property service staff on the first floor.

It was obvious that it had nothing to do with the owners, but it was all done and someone was injured... If the accident affected the owner, it would be a big deal. You should know that Mrs. Wang on the top floor was in the circle of famous women in Shanghai, and the people hung the original works of Van Gogh's water lily... At least Mrs. Wang said that it was sold at a sky-high price at the auction.

The person who took the lead hasn't said anything yet, and he has handled it almost all. Why are you calling the police randomly? Isn't this a new rookie from their company? He's so crazy when he just started working?

With the property, Mr. Zhao looked at the man with wet pants curiously, Zhong Xiaoyang? The name is a bit familiar, I have heard it vaguely. It should be related to a story, but he is quite fringe.

It was so edge that President Zhao didn't even think of much of it in his mind.

Unlike Sun Zhibiao, who saw him driving and hit someone from nearly a hundred meters away, he suddenly recalled clearly.

Zhong Xiaoyang was angry and did not show any face as a leader. "Why can't you call the police? That bastard just now pressed my neck with a knife, and then I died after slid down with a little hand!"

The leading property owner said in a black face, "This person is mentally ill..."

Zhong Xiaoyang became even more angry, "What's wrong with mental illness? Is it so amazing? He is not the owner, so how did he come in?"

Collect money!

Damn.

When a group of property owners didn't know what to say, Sun Zhibiao turned his head to look at Mr. Zhao, and Mr. Zhao said speechlessly, "I'll settle the trouble myself, I'll wait for you outside."

When he started and wanted to leave, Zhong Xiaoyang blocked the road, and the other properties still looked at each other. Zhao Xueyan then explained, "It's okay. Although he is mentally ill, his father is a retired family member from another city. His brother is a high-ranking county official in his early 40s. He is a regular person and can handle it if he has something to do."

……………………

Night falls.

Near a high-end community, Mr. Zhao and Li Shiqing were squatting on the side of the road waiting for dinner when they saw Sun Zhibiao, who had bandaged his hands, walked over with a bag. Behind him was Zhong Xiaoyang, a member of a property.

A police call was released in the morning and it was easy to settle it.

When the police came, they saw the injured Lao Sun. Lao Sun said that he was self-harm. He had mental problems and had cases. He then apologized and apologized and was fine.

However, if he wanted to get freedom as soon as possible, and not get blood tests, he still asked someone to say hello.

When Sun Zhibiao came and handed over the things he bought, Mr. Zhao ate a soup dumpling and looked at Zhong Xiaoyang, "What did you ask him to do?"

Sun Zhibiao smiled flatteringly, "Brother, how dare you let me drive me? My hand was injured. He was voluntarily looking for a driver."

Mr. Zhao glanced at the left and right and smiled, "Have you followed me?"

It has been more than two days, and this guy has been missing for so long, both the elder brother and the younger brother must know that he can get it from the east of Guangdong to Shanghai.

Speaking of this, President Zhao got up, grabbed the baton and hit Sun Zhibiao's head, "You asked you to go out to buy food, but you actually took the time to draw a wave of fans?"

He dispelled his physiological addiction for several days. After all, he cut off the humanitarian merit by 1 point, which can be completely eliminated in one second, or it can be slowly dispersed during the whip.

Mr. Zhao doesn't want to take him with him, and he watches him get fans from time to time, so he will get into trouble when he encounters a policeman when he is prosecutor.

When Sun Zhibiao endured the pain and did not dare to move, Mr. Zhao slapped him again, "How many goods are you carrying on you, you ruined them all."

Sun Zhibiao collapsed and took out a pack of pink, "Brother, it's all money, this pack is always valuable."

Originally, Zhong Xiaoyang, who had to follow him, was frightened by Sun Zhibiao's little brother, and said something casually. "How could this thing be there?!"

This is a sentence of gram, and eating peanuts is very fast.

Zhong Xiaoyang's family is also rich, and he is considered a second-generation rich man. He came to work in a property company in Shanghai. He just was bored and found a job to pass the time. Then as soon as he entered the company, he was amazed by a married young lady in the company.

If you want to pursue it, you will give the young lady Zhong Xiaoqin's husband some hat.

Because he was rich and did not take his job seriously, he was so angry when he was kidnapped and kidnapped in the morning. He called the police and didn't want to settle things. He was a rich second generation, just playing.

Who knew that this time I called the police and seemed to have caused a big trouble. Let’s not talk about Sun Zhibiao’s background. He is far from being able to stand up to him, a rich second-generation. The other guy has a tendency to be evil and is already much more cruel than him. He still has fans now?

This is so exaggerated.

Mr. Zhao ignored Zhong Xiaoyang's surprise and said, "Old Sun, do you know why I didn't kill you?"

Sun Zhibiao laughed for a few seconds, "Brother, killing me is to dirty your hands, it's not worth it."

Zhao Xueyan didn't want to get involved with a retired elder brother and a county senior official. That elder brother was super doting on Sun Zhibiao.

If he did, there would definitely be trouble there, unless Zhao Xueyan beat everyone to death with one stick, but the task force would come soon. He would not have to come forward to watch the Cao family collapse. He only took Sun Zhibiao for a few days.

The next moment, Mr. Zhao called up his cell phone, and after the phone was connected, he quickly said, "Old Xu, right? Do you know where the more than 300 million black money you have worked hard in New York for your whole life? Including the large circle of official New York connections you bribed, I have all kinds of evidence."

"The money is with me, and the evidence is there. If I ask you to send a group of killers to kill someone, can I do it clean?"

The phone was on the public, and the other side was silent for dozens of seconds, and the breathing became louder and louder. "Who should I kill? You said, I can find a group of terminally ill soldiers, and I will surrender myself after I kill them. This friend, my Xu family's five insurances and one fund are more than 300 million yuan. Can you give me some..."

Mr. Zhao hung up the phone.

I also opened an ICBC account and showed the balance, 2 billion cash flow balance, "This is what I rely on hacking technology to wash the dirty money that this Chinese godfather in New York has been doing for the rest of his life. He has played much more than you. My brother, Lumbia's powerful good partner, the warlord of drug lords, I want him to kill you, and I need to dirty my hands?"

Sun Zhibiao collapsed on the ground and shivered.

Then he quickly destroyed a pack of powder in his hand and spread it out and poured it into the waterway.

Mr. Zhao then spoke, "This is only once, no one will be used as an example. You will be gone next time."

Sun Zhibiao was trembling.

He didn't know if the one who was really the godfather of the powerful gangster just now, but he was sure that the 2 billion cash flow that Mr. Zhao showed was real!

Zhong Xiaoyang was so shocked that he wet his pants.

He confirmed that the balance displayed by Mr. Zhao was real, and how much money was not the key, but this style of behavior! In his eyes, Sun Zhibiao was already very scary. He could not afford to provoke. Mr. Zhao... is another level.

In this world, Mr. Zhao wants to get some starting funds, and he doesn't need to spend humanitarian merits to make a fortune. It's too simple to force artificial intelligence to join the Internet and loot a wave of black money. He just called Lao Xu because the other party was the only one who could speak Mandarin among the black money that Mr. Zhao got.

Li Shiqing was so shocked that the soup dumplings in her hand fell to the ground, "When did you get so much money? Are you still a hacker?"

Even if it is a hacker, it would be too exaggerating to hack others into 2 billion mainland currency at one time.

You are so rich, why do you go to Wang Duoyu to beg for alms and defraud 10 million? Will your heart hurt?

Mr. Zhao did not reply to Li Shiqing and said to Sun Zhibiao, "Let your group of guys come here."

Half an hour later.

Five friends from Weihe County came to President Zhao obediently. President Zhao grabbed a large number of remote-controlled bombs, "Come on, don't be polite. Mr. Sun can enjoy it, no one can give up this treatment."

Zhao Yong, the nephew of the village tyrant and usury collection expert, glanced at Mr. Sun, and decisively grabbed a three-star bomb and ate it. The others followed him when they saw this.

They don't know what this is.

But we must listen to Mr. Sun.

Until Zhong Xiaoyang grabbed the last one and swallowed it hard. Zhao Xueyan said speechlessly, "What are you doing when you eat this remote-controlled bomb?"

Zhong Xiaoyang, who had just barely swallowed the glass marbles, burst out on the spot, and tears came out, "No, wait, this is a remote-controlled bomb?"

Zhao Xueyan grabbed a remote control with many buttons, "Yes, this is the remote control bomb. Today, Sun Zhibiao went to the community managed by your property to pull it out. With a button, you can guarantee that you can get a crack and cremation will save a lot of fuel than others."

Zhao Yong and five other friends from Weihe County collapsed one after another, and all looked at Sun Zhibiao with grief. Brother Sun, didn't you say this was a remote-controlled bomb.

Zhong Xiaoyang was even more devastated and cried louder, "But... five people came to them, why did you take out six bombs?"

Mr. Zhao shook his head speechlessly, "Isn't this a trick to play with me during the day? I want to reward him with one more? I haven't spoken yet, why are you rushing to eat? The bombs are rushing to eat... Forget it, even if you make it out in the future, you have to collect it and hand it over to Lao Sun."

"Or otherwise, if I lose it, I press the wrong button and explode, so I can only ask Lao Xu from New York to help me with the aftermath."

"Do you understand?"

Zhong Xiaoyang cried even louder before he could restrain himself, and Sun Zhibiao also cried, "Don't, brother, I won't eat his, so why not let me die, I'll go on the road with him then."

Although Sun Zhibiao has committed a lot of evil in his life, he doesn't know how many honest and innocent people have been killed, but he doesn't need God to send a fierce man like Mr. Zhao to torture him.
To be continued...