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After careful observation for a long time, the thug Ye Jihuan hesitated. This was the first time in history.
It is really a dog biting a hedgehog, with no place to bite.
Dedicated elevator entrance on the side of the building.
Parked in a row of four black Chevrolet 7.4-liter SUVs, the fronts of the cars are facing outwards, the large body is full of domineering, and the windows are covered with dark car film, so you can't see anything inside the car at all.
This has almost become the iconic car of the King of Wealth, driving rich people on Hong Kong Island to buy the same model one after another, and it became fashionable for a while.
Two years ago, the rich on Hong Kong Island preferred Rolls-Royce, but now they are more and more low-key.
In terms of wealth, no one can compare to the King of Wealth, and Li Caishen is not enough.
The bodyguards at the special elevator entrance would come out from time to time, watching the surroundings vigilantly, all of them looked tall and burly, with leopard heads, ring eyes and sharp faces, very difficult to deal with.
There are also those two black charcoal heads that look like meat mountains, which give people a strong sense of oppression.
No matter how powerful the bodyguards are, the gangster Ye Jihuan will not have the slightest fear. Since he is willing to fight with his life, he will not fight again. It is not uncommon for him to argue with hundreds of black policemen in the street.
Who can be fooled by the sky-high corpse lying on the street?
The key is that the black 7.4-liter Chevrolet is bulletproof and armored, and the tire tread is deeply pressed when driving on the street, just like a fucking land tank.
This point can't be hidden from Ye Jihuan, a veteran gunman, and his heart is mostly cold.
Bullets can't even pierce through, how can people play like this?
Ye Ji threw down the newspaper in his hand angrily, and felt like scolding his mother in his heart, he didn't want to be such a bully.
After thinking about it, there are only two chances if you really do it.
One is to use a truck to block the convoy after arriving at the Pacific company, and directly attack the convoy. However, the bodyguards of the other party are not vegetarians, and the police from the downtown area come very quickly. .
One is to do it in a secluded place on Luji Road. Two cars block the narrow mountain road in front and behind.
The biggest problem is ~ how to pry open the Chevrolet bulletproof armored car, I am afraid it will take explosives.
As a professional robber, Ye Jihuan knew that casual bullets hit it just to scratch it, and it couldn't hurt the opponent's hair.
This time, with the idea of ????"’²Èâginseng", it can be regarded as a stray in the underworld. Ye Jihuan and his men are armed robbers, and the money is really touching.
After the global fire of oppo brand computers sold by Atlantic Business Machines, the stock price soared into the sky. The newspapers on Hong Kong Island reported that the King of Fortune earned 300 billion Hong Kong dollars (40 billion U.S. dollars) from this item alone, which made people dizzy .
Compared with it, Li Caishen is simply inferior.
Not only these bad boys in Hong Kong, but also the mafia in the United States, Fusang and even Italy are eager to make a move, trying to get a vote.
pity
?There are so few opportunities. The God of Wealth King's family members are all in the mainland, and no one dares to commit crimes there. He really doesn't know how he died.
In the United States, the God of Wealth flies around in the air from the manor to the company.
?There is no inside information, and it is still difficult to find out when you go on vacation occasionally or go to other places for inspection, not to mention that there are many bodyguards around, and the opportunity to strike is fleeting.
Only in Hong Kong, there is such a possibility.
The three thieves sat in KFC for a whole afternoon until dusk, when the surrounding streets were lit up with lights.
The waiter looked this way from time to time, but was glared back by Gao Laofang with a fierce look;
"What are you looking at? Pujie, clean this place, and bring some family buckets, and bring over Coca-Cola water. Pu your mother, move the abacus beads, and this life will be the life of a waiter."
The waiter was too scared to speak. Hong Kong Island has more than 100,000 young and Dangerous people, and there are many clubs. Who knows which rogues these are?
After a long wait, there will be a harvest.
A cold light flashed in Ye Jihuan's eyes suddenly. Seeing this, Sangbiao looked back, and through the window glass, he could clearly see several bodyguards coming out of the special elevator of Pacific Building.
They spread out and stood by the car, looking around with stern eyes.
Not a few minutes
A group of well-dressed business elites came down from upstairs, chatted casually with each other, walked to the parking lot in front of the building to pick up their cars, and then scattered around.
Ye Jihuan neither knew nor cared about these participants. He thought that they were all company management. One or two hundred million at most would be enough, not necessarily richer than himself.
Soon, a tall young man came out accompanied by a middle-aged man, and the two stood at the elevator entrance smiling and saying goodbye.
Ye Jihuan stared at the tall young man. He was the protagonist of repeated bombings in newspapers on Hong Kong Island, the "King of Wealth", and his reputation was resounding both at home and abroad.
If Ye Jihuan dared to offer 50 billion yuan to get this "big meat ginseng", the whole world would know that he was such a number one person, and it would be worth dying if he really died.
Ye Jihuan's heart is burning;
He knew that he had to do it in these two days, the opportunity was fleeting, and he had to raise arms and manpower as soon as possible, especially explosives.
The poor want money but not their lives, and the rich want their lives but not money.
In terms of life, Ye Jihuan asked himself that he had never been afraid of anyone. If he died, he would lay his body on the street and die. If he succeeds, he will be prosperous.
The vicious reputation deterred Hong Kong Island, and the governor of Hong Kong did not take it seriously. As long as he made a phone call, these rich people on Hong Kong Island would obediently send money.
Even the God of Wealth dares to tie him up, what else is he afraid to do?
Over there
Wang Yaocheng bid farewell to President Mo Yuxuan happily, got in the car, and a group of four black Chevrolet SUVs drove out of the gate of the building in a file, and drove along the street at high speed, without noticing anything unusual.
Ye Jihuan sat in the dining room, staring intently at the oncoming convoy until the convoy whizzed by, picking up fallen leaves that were flying on the street.
"Boss, do you want to do this ticket?"
Ye Jihuan turned his face quietly, the fiery desire in his eyes could not be suppressed, and Sangbiao immediately realized that the boss had made up his mind.
"Gao Laofang, you are going to buy arms tonight. I want TNT explosives, grenades, and ak47 submachine guns. It would be better if there are mines. I want the strongest guy. I want to do a big job. At least fifteen people can be armed. Lots of ammunition."
"Boss, I'm going to buy ammunition overnight." Gao Laofang was gearing up with excitement.
"Sangbiao, don't you know some brothers who are not afraid of death? Now is the opportunity to make a fortune, let's see if they join the gang." Ye Jihuan's eyes flashed cruelty; "If you don't want to do it, you don't have to see Tomorrow is the sun."
Sangbiao spit out the chicken bones in his mouth, and said with a rebellious face; "Those Vietnamese boys are poor and crazy, and they dare to kill people for 100,000 yuan. I have seen blood on my hands before. At least I can bring you blood." Five people come back."
Ye Jihuan; "The more cannon fodder, the better. I don't want those soft-footed crabs. They have to be ruthless."
"Brother, don't worry, as long as you give money, these Vietnamese boys can have their heads pierced. They are all rotten boys who have been on the battlefield. Those who drag their families have no ability to make money, and they are not far from starving to death. I have wanted to follow me for a long time, and I will never let it go if I have the opportunity to fight for my life."
"Okay, each person will be given 200,000 yuan to settle down first, and the money will be distributed after the matter is completed. This time, I will make a lot of money. Both of you will become rich overnight. Don't care about the small money." Ye Jihuan's gloomy words, Listening to Ma Zi's ears does not mean fairy sounds.
"Haha, leave the ammunition to me."
"There is no problem with people, I will try to bring a few more back."
Gao Laofang and Sangbiao looked at each other in surprise and joy, so what else is there to say?
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