I inherited a hundred billion fortune

Wang Yi did not know these things that happened in Beisha Group.

Up to now, Wang Yi is still wondering how to get those five hundred people.

"Five hundred people, not a small number, have you figured out how to get it?"

Feng Zimei came to Wang Yi and asked.

"What you said is nice. If you were to get these five hundred people, you would be as melancholy as I am."

Wang Yi cast a glance at Feng Zimei, Feng Zimei couldn't stand to speak.

If these five hundred people were really that simple, he wouldn't be as melancholy as he is now.

"I have a way, do you want to listen to it?"

Feng Zimei looked at Wang Yi in such melancholy, and also thought of some solutions for Wang Yi.

But in the end, Wang Yi felt that the most reliable thing was to go to Jiang Changhong as Feng Zimei said to see if Jiang Changhong could do anything.

Just when Wang Yi was going to find Jiang Changhong, Jiang Changhong went to Wang Yi instead.

Looking at Jiang Changhong who was angry in front of him, Wang Yi didn't know why, who provoke this master again.

He was not so annoyed when he buried his car.

"You took gunpowder to find me to vent the fire?"

Wang Yi said jokingly.

The result really ignited Jiang Changhong.

"Fuck it! Come to my group to make trouble for me, it's even more uncomfortable than taking gunpowder, fuck! I'm so angry!"

"What's wrong with you? What's the matter?"

Wang Yi was confused by Jiang Changhong, and asked quickly.

"Who else, the bastard Jiang Changhe, went to my group to threaten Lao Tzu. Can you bear it?"

Jiang Changhong spoke, but Wang Yi almost laughed.

But looking at Jiang Changhong's thunderous look in front of him, Wang Yi didn't intend to laugh at him.

"What did he say to you?"

"Don't you know? You are not so stupid that you want me to tell you?"

Jiang Changhong looked at Wang Yi with an unhappy expression.

"Hey, fuck, you were scolded by Jiang Changhe, come to me and make Lao Tzu's face come, and you are not the one that Lao Tzu scolded, you have the ability to fucking find Jiang Changhe and scold you back, what are you doing here? ?"

Coincidentally, Jiang Changhong's unhappy expression made Wang Yi also unhappy.

He was already involved in the business of those five hundred people, and he also needed fifty tons of explosives.

Just as there was no place to get angry, Jiang Changhong got together. Of course, Wang Yi would not let this opportunity pass and scold him severely.

Now Jiang Changhong is stunned.

Staring blankly at Wang Yi, who was eloquent in front of him.

It seems that I didn't say anything particularly excessive, this guy's mouth is fucking dirty!

Originally, I came to vent the fire, but now it seems that Wang Yi is the one who should vent the fire...

"Wait! Stop scolding, I think you took the gunpowder?"

Jiang Changhong couldn't stand the scolding by Wang Yi, so he quickly stretched out a hand to block Wang Yi, and continued to let the scolding go on, maybe he would be able to scold him for the eighteenth generation of his ancestor.

"Gunpowder, you gave me the gunpowder. I want fifty tons. Will you make up for me? Grass!"

Wang Yi continued to curse, and accidentally stabbed what he wanted to do in the form of'curse'.

"What are you doing with things, seriously?"

Jiang Changhong asked.

"Nonsense! Otherwise I'll say a basket!"

Wang Yi spoke out of anger.

"Fifty tons, that's not a terrible measurement. Tomorrow you can go to our group and get it?"

Looking at Wang Yi, Jiang Changhong didn't understand. Just this little matter, Wang Yi actually made such a big fire.

It was as if the fire was extinguished, and Wang Yi's anger froze instantly.

Turning his head mechanically, he looked at Jiang Changhong who looked bewildered in front of him.

"you have?"

"nonsense!"

Jiang Changhong uttered nonsense.

"Why do I hear these words so familiar."

Wang Yi murmured. It seemed that he had just finished saying this and was picked up by Jiang Changhong and used it?

"No matter what he is familiar with, what do you want to do?"

Jiang Changhong waved his hand, regardless of Jiang Changhe's affairs, and looked at Wang Yi.

"In fact, it's nothing. I want to save people. I need these things. In addition to 50 tons of gunpowder, I need 500 well-trained retired special forces. Can you get it?"

With a dry cough, Wang Yi looked at Jiang Changhong, always paying attention to the changes in Jiang Changhong's face.

When talking about fifty tons of explosives at the beginning, Jiang Changhong hadn't shown much.

But when Wang Yi talked about five hundred people, Jiang Changhong immediately jumped up.

"Wang Yi, what do you think of Lao Tzu! Five hundred people! If you are an average person, you are so demanding! Even if you drain my Beisha Group, I guess you can't get the people you want. !"

Seeing Jiang Changhong who was angry again, Wang Yi shook his head helplessly.

"I don't want to be like this either, but I have to ask for these people, otherwise I won't find you. No, I planned to find you. You came to me by yourself."

"I still put my feelings in your arms..."

Jiang Changhong was stern and serious.

He was wondering what Wang Yi wanted to do with so many people. If so many people were needed, could it be because he wanted to build the No. 1 army in the West?

"By the way, do you have a way to get these people for me? And ha, these people, I want them to treat death as their home. They are generally hired, maybe it's useless."

Wang Yijian Jiang Changhong did not answer for a long time, but asked again.

"You are crazy! Do you really want to build your own guard in the West? You are too brave!"

Jiang Changhong looked at Wang Yi and said.

"I swear to God, I absolutely don't have such thoughts. Even if I did, I have just arrived here. If I do this, wouldn't I be stunned to death?"

Wang Yi smiled bitterly. The imagination of this product is also acceptable.

I never thought about what to do in the West.

It's just that we need someone to save Song Changying. It's that simple, just this little thing...

"Five hundred people, I can get you if you are an ordinary killer, but you want five hundred well-trained retired special forces, let alone whether you can find them, do you know how much it costs?"

Jiang Changhong thought carefully for a long time before turning to Wang Yi.

"You said."

Wang Yi nodded, listening to Jiang Changhong's words.

"If you want five hundred people who will give you their lives like this, you have to spend money to buy the lives of those people. The lives of these people are all very valuable. If you can't come up with five billion, you don’t want it. I think about these things."