Romance of Dragons and Snakes

“Wang Chao can't go back to his country. It's not good to say now. Those who persecuted him will not survive next year. Besides, my little brother is at home, there is no place for him to be free at all. He is a master, he has vast overseas heavens and earth. What's wrong with letting him go? ”

Tang Zidu heard Zhu Jia's words, his hands flattened, his face smiled not laughed, and stared at the woman journalist.

“Really?” Zhu Jia was weak, contending against each other, and his eyebrows were picking up more and more: “Last week I heard that four major consortiums, Louis Vuitton, Wendy, Bank of France, and Dazo Air Arms, had recently signed a loan and weapons equipment worth three billion euros against terrorists in northern Africa with the Nizlia political axe in Africa. I wonder if Miss Tang knew about this? ”

Zhu Jia suddenly pulled from Wang Chao's affair into this incomparable loan and weapon equipment, and spoke as if nothing was happening. But Tang Zidu's heart is as bright as snow.

She has a huge annual arms trade volume in Africa and controls part of the arms trading market, which naturally contradicts the situation described by Zhujiakou, a large consortium dominated by the arms trade, against which the four major French consortiums are providing loans and weapons equipment to the Nizlia political axe. To wipe out all her business in some of her strongholds in northern Africa.

There was once a very classic phrase in the arms world: "ak47 is an African identity card." ak47 The gun is cheap and durable, and if an African buys one, it is equivalent to having an identity card.

If you don't have such a gun in your hand, you can't even get out the door. It is clear from that sentence how chaotic Africa is. It is precisely in this context that the arms trade prevails in Africa. Arms dealers from all over the world, big consortiums, can't help but target the market in this chaotic place and compete for customers, resources.

As in the case of the drug trade, it is common to fight for customers, to eat black, and to wipe out enemies by hard means. Tang Zidu once led a team of thousands and stormed an arms trading position in a major American consortium.

But she's in a bit of a bad situation now, because the American political axe decided to start hitting her and wiping out her power.

Originally those four big French consortiums, she used to have deals, but in the big market, milk is the mother, who pays so much, just the enemy, can turn her face into a friend.

The American political axe decided to strike her, and some of the big, unreliable “friends” in the EU immediately turned their heads and started making small moves.

She's been having a bit of a bad time lately. A bad, possibly destructive blow. Years of miserable business, once destroyed.

That's why she stopped Wang Chao from killing Wu Wenhui and wanted to talk to Liao Junhua. Domestic political axes, too, have a great deal of business in Africa, but with her it has always been river water without well water. Wu Wenhui wanted to arrest her to negotiate in the country, and also wanted her to work hard.

But Tang Zidu wants fairness and cooperation, not cannon dust.

“If Miss Tang is interested, may I speak to my grandfather for a meeting? Brother Liao is at a critical juncture. It's not good to make big moves. If Miss Tang wants to meet with him, she's afraid of something wrong. I suppose I should guess, Miss Tang now wants someone with a needle lead. Don't know if I'm right for this guy? ”

Before changing the term, Liao Junhua naturally can't make any big moves, let the opponent grasp the handle attack, so it is not suitable to meet Tang Zidu to pull the family relationship. Zhujia actually touched this very clearly.

And the power of Tang Zidu, if cooperated with the domestic. Nor does the United States dare to easily fire in action to destroy a surname.

Zhu Jia spoke, hidden deeply, hidden his heart fighting angle, the temper is actually much stronger than Holly, and it is no less bad for Tang Zidu.

I have to say, she practiced her interview abroad.

“The Americans have been hunting and hunting me for over a decade. I don't care about this one either. Stay in Aoyama, don't be afraid of burning. I don't take asylum seriously by putting on the line of internal affairs axe.” Tang Zidu heard this and looked at Zhujia with interest.

“Miss Tang, if I'm not mistaken, you're in your thirties.” Zhujias won't let Tang Zidu stare, "although your skin is better than mine, what will happen in another decade or two? If your power were to be wiped out on a massive scale this time, would you still have the opportunity to re-establish it in the present situation? ”

“Though you are ten years younger than me, ten or twenty years from now, you will certainly be older than I am.” Tang Zidu pinched his finger.

“You...” Zhu Jia bited her lips hard, twisted her head and looked at Wang Chao, who could not sit still.

Wang Chao sat down, his eyebrows wrinkled into a river character. He also heard Zhujia and Tang Zidu very clearly. He also knew very well that Ho Linger liked him and Zhu Jia liked him. They all saw Tang Zidu as their opponent and wanted to take the upper hand.

He wanted to make everything clear, but he didn't want to hurt Zhujia and Holly. So it was very difficult, one of the apprentices that I had nurtured and one of the women who had helped me a lot.

But he also felt that the more he went on like this, the more involved he was.

In this situation, he feels harder than he is at the same time at the top of the ten powerful players. I don't know what to do.

At the same time, he felt a little faint in his heart, afraid that Tang Zidu would have other opinions about himself because of Huo Linger and Zhu Jia's problems.

“Sis, I want to talk to you, okay?” Wang Chao thought about it for half a day and suddenly stood up and said to Zhujia, Huo Linger: "Zhujia, Linger, can you guys wait, let me talk to Dusty. ”

Holly and Zhujia bit their teeth and nodded.

Wang Chao gazed at Tang Zidu, Tang Zidu stood up, the two walked out and stood on a quiet corridor outside.

“Sister. In fact, Linger and Zhu Jia, I don't...” Wang Chao and other Tang Zidu stood still and quickly explained.

“Silly boy. Do you think I don't know?” Tang Zidu put his finger up in front of Wang Chao's lips and prevented him from continuing: “You like your sister, and I know it. ”

Tang Zidu once said broken, forgiveness is Wang Chao's martial arts can hold his whole body blood Dan, can't help but bloodshed on his face, some burning.

“In fact, Zhujia's girl and Ho Linger are fine, whether it's your feelings for the little brother or their family life. ”

“Sister, you...” Wang Chao grabbed Tang Zidu's hand and quickly said, “I really only like you! I haven't missed you since you left four years ago. Don't I have the right to help you now? Why haven't you accepted me, sister? There's another man! ”

“Bullshit!” Tang Zidu glanced and drew out Wang Chao's handshake, holding his face, as if to feel the temperature of rolling over his own penis's face.

Although Wang Chao wears this mask, the temperature of the rolling iron can still be transmitted.

Wang Super's face moved a little, and his face, which was burning slightly red, immediately retreated in blood. The boundaries of his martial arts can control the gas and blood circulation freely. If you want to spill blood to one, spill it to the other. Even if it condenses into a little red dot.

“Little brother, your boxing skills, turtle snake tray wrapped. Move a little. We have truly set foot in the good realm. A tortoise snake tray, with a strong name, can grow gold lotus in the fire.” Tang Zidu said slowly, as if it were fresh spring running water.

“I know you like my sister, but my mind, my pursuit, my way. Not above the affections of men and women. You know what, little brother?” Tang Zidu touched Wang Chao's face and hair, "our boxing practitioners, by now, it is not easy, even if it is 10,000 times more painful than normal people, it is a coincidence. But just a hundred years later, the air and blood will still fade, the dust will return to dust, and the soil will return to dust. Live 30 or 40 years more than usual. Upper level boxing, is Dando. The ancient master of boxing can hold his breath and blood. After sitting on Dan's crotch, he has no choice but to search for his life on Dan Road. He refuses to waste a little time and energy. One hundred and ten years, the moment passes. Sister has wasted a lot of time and energy over the years. Can't waste any more. Sooner or later, my sister will leave you. Sister wants your relationship to come to an end, and you won't be sad after she leaves. ”

“What! Sister, do you also believe in the vain Dandao! So don't accept me! My boxing skills are not weaker than yours, honestly, for the highest level of boxing, they are no less than yours. Dandao said that the tortoise snake tray, Dan fought to the north, and had the true power of martial arts. In fact, it was only using the air and blood of its own coagulation, stimulating the blood-gate shopping hole, and maximizing human vitality. ”

Man toward the sun, facing east, north of Dantian, under the navel of the sebum a third of an inch, is the blood-guan bend point, an extremely sensitive point, as soon as it stimulates, man bursts out of extraordinary power. Wang Chao knocked Bai Quan Yi off. It was just accumulating all the strength of his body. His qi and blood condensed a little. He stimulated the blood-gate and the explosive force was incredibly strong. It's like acupuncture irritates people's general sensitivities.

The higher the martial arts, the clearer the understanding of such Dandao as the Immortal.

“Those things are fake. Sister, you don't have to abandon my feelings for something that doesn't exist!” Wang Chao grabbed Tang Zidu's hand tightly again.

“Little brother, what more can you pursue from someone like me? Money? Emotion? Or something else? Later, after you took my hand, my sister left. You'll find out when you've been through the storm.” Tang Zidu laughed.

“Between life and death, there is great terror.” Tang Zidu sighed toward the sky.

(To be continued)