Chapter 91: What Kind of Great Hero

  The other party burst out laughing and directly placed their hand on their belt: "Alright, I'll be waiting for you."

  A man with a height of over 180 cm and a sturdy build from head to toe says such words to you, what reaction do you have?

  Zhang Shidong threw the sniper rifle to Hei Yang: "Alright, I'm done, you win, I'm not as ruthless as you. But I have a brother who really likes this kind of thing, if we hadn't met here, I would've set you two up on a blind date. That guy is known as the Chrysanthemum King, he can even kill you with his anus."

  "Oh? Handsome guy, let's not fight anymore, okay? You introduce him to me and I'll tell you everything."

  As soon as he finished speaking, a figure rushed down from the tree, his back muscles bulging and releasing energy.

  Bang!

  Everyone was stunned again, wasn't it supposed to be a duel? Wasn't it supposed to be a gamble of victory or defeat?

  What? Why did you open fire?

  Zhang Shidong put away his pistol, and the gay man stared with his eyes wide open until he died, unable to understand why the strong man in front of him didn't have any pride as a strong man. Why didn't he fight?

  Zhang Shidong, with Jiang Xueyu completely absorbed in the scene he had just painted, explained: "When it comes to life and death, what rules are there? If you can simply kill him, why pretend to be a hero. Black Sheep, setting off explosives and things like that, isn't difficult for you, is it?"

  The black sheep was stunned for a moment, then suddenly understood, and with hands and feet, climbed up the big tree where the previous gay man was standing. At the fork, a rubber bomb package weighing several kilograms was fixed there, which was enough to make no living thing within tens of meters nearby.

  "Doesn't he know who the mastermind is? Why not leave a living mouth?" Ma Sanquan had gone through a fright and promised to go out with 10 million, hating it to the bone.

  Zhang Shidong also didn't explain: "Next time, General Ma will catch a live one."

  In short, Ma Sanquan was left speechless. Now it's whoever has the loudest mouth is the prince, and everyone's life is in their hands. They're still debating who to kill or capture - if they don't get punished, that would be strange.

  "The signal flare was fired."

  Yellow smoke drifted in the air above the island, gathering but not dispersing. This time, no enemy came, and for a full two hours, only one small team that had not yet entered the state, holding fake guns, came to investigate the situation, wanting to muddy the waters. As for this small team's foreign aid, not only was Zhang Shidong speechless, but Hei Yang was so angry that he wanted to go over and give him a few slaps on the face. You can't even tell the difference between the sound of real guns and fake guns, what kind of foreign aid are you?

  One was wronged, another outsider then held his arms and everything had nothing to do with him, the black sheep asked, went up directly and knocked the opponent down, and kicked him violently.

  "I'm a master of Taekwondo, I don't understand guns."

  The black sheep cursed while kicking: "Let you Taekwondo, let you be a master..."

  There's an unspoken phrase from the black sheep: "Let your team be the first to encounter the enemy, you're still so confident calling yourselves masters with those pathetic looks!"

  Zhang Shidong found a tree to lean against and sat down, closing his eyes. No one knew what he was thinking about. The people present would occasionally cast their gaze towards him, taking him as the backbone.

  Another half hour passed and a noisy footsteps sounded, another team that had not encountered the enemy but came to see the distress signal.

  "Old Huang!" Cao Bide shouted excitedly with a hint of accusation as he spotted the figure who had broken away from the group. Everyone's gaze turned to Old Huang, whom Cao Bide was addressing, as the organizer of the entire event, many people wanted to vent their anger on him for the unexpected attack they had encountered.

  Zhang Shidong stood up, picked up his gun, and aimed at the group: "Don't move, my marksmanship is very accurate. I don't know who to avenge the culprit, but tying these guys up for questioning will definitely find the culprit."

  Bang! Bang! Bang!

  Three shots were fired in a row, and three people fell to the ground on the other side. Two of them were holding guns, and one was moving erratically. On this side, Hei Yang Jiang Yong Nian didn't move, and the remaining person instinctively crouched down, unlike Hei Yang A Nan Jiang Yong Nian who raised his gun in preparation for defense.

  A slightly pot-bellied old man named Huang, who was around fifty years old, hastily shouted: "What's going on? What's going on?"

  "This island is only so big, two hours is the longest distance and slowest journey, you two took two and a half hours to get here, apart from gathering people, it should be Old Master Huang rushing over from outside the island."

  From then on, nothing else required Zhang Shidong to show up. In front of his gun-wielding posture, no one dared to make a move. If you made a wrong move, he would shoot without hesitation. Faced with such a super professional executioner, Old Huang could only be tied up while shouting injustice. Then, Jiang Yongnian found a walkie-talkie on him and had some suspicions in his heart. No matter how Old Huang explained, they didn't believe him anymore.

  ………

  Zhang Shidong himself did not expect that this matter would stir up such a big commotion in the entire business community south of the Yangtze River. After the bosses returned home, they didn't say a word and first started to eliminate untrustworthy people. The remaining ones tacitly agreed to forget everything that happened on the island. Whoever leaked the information would be attacked by the others.

  While keeping secrets, revenge came like a tsunami under the attack of money, instantly in the Yangtze River Delta and Pearl River Delta, even the entire half of China's economic circle was stirred up with a bloody financial war. The bigwigs whose lives were threatened once regained control over their own lives had enormous energy. Lao Huang was the largest shareholder and director of an investment company. The company's funds were frozen due to failed investments in futures, but that wasn't a problem. With his relationship with Jiang Yongnian and Cao Bide, borrowing some funds to get through the difficult time wouldn't be a problem at all.

  The problem lies with Old Huang himself, he was cheated and lost tens of billions in an underground casino abroad. Unwilling to start from scratch again, he thought of this wilderness survival CS real person game and decided to take a risk, trying to get enough money at once, and unknowingly framed himself as a victim...

  Lao Huang finally admitted that, as for whether there was anything deeper, it had nothing to do with Zhang Shidong. After returning, Jiang Yongnian's attitude towards Zhang Shidong changed. With Du Yuan present, he would be somewhat embarrassed and wouldn't speak, his face stiff. But after Du Yuan left, Jiang Yongnian's inner ferocity made him extremely interested in the limits of absolute power.

  "Do you think you're invincible in business?"

  Without waiting for Jiang Yongnian's response, Zhang Shidong continued: "In the eyes of 99% of people, you are untouchable and invisible to them."

  "Get out! Don't think about sneaking into my house at night, I'll have Xiaoyu's mom sleep with her."

  Ginger is old and spicy, but young ginger isn't weak either.

  Taking the stack of bank cards handed over by Jiang Yongnian, Zhang Shidong walked out and turned back at the door: "It's all about sooner or later."

  "Get out!" Jiang Yongnian cursed with a smile, throwing an apple from the fruit plate on the tea table in front of him. Zhang Shidong caught it, took a bite, turned around and waved the apple in his hand, continuing to return to headquarters as an ordinary small employee.

  Zhang Shidong had just left the Jiang's house for over ten minutes when a special visitor arrived.

  Jiang Yongnian looked at Gong Shuitian, who was sitting opposite him, with a hint of resistance and said: "I have never had any dealings with the Gong family, we've always kept our distance, Mr. Gong, what brings you here?"

  Gong Pangzi furrowed his brow and shook his head: "I'd like to ask General Jiang to act as an intermediary, so I can meet with Dong Shao, have a drink, and chat."

  Now, Jiang Yongnian was really surprised. Although the Gong family is now being pushed down by everyone, it's still a camel that's bigger than a horse even if it's thin to death. Everyone has to admit that until today, the Gong family is still the big brother of the underground order. Money can be earned again, but without dignity, what's the point? The Gong family's resurgence is not a problem at all.

  What makes Gong family so humble and submissive despite their strong attacking power?

  Young Master Dong, Young Master Dong...

  Jiang Yongnian suddenly thought of the rumors from a few days ago, Gong's family was blocked at the door, Gong killed himself with an explosive bomb, and Gong's family suffered a huge loss on all sides. In an instant, it fell from being a top-notch family in Jiang Province to... Could the source be just a northerner who came to Jiangnan?

  "I'm afraid I'll have to disappoint Mr. Gong, but Zhang Shidong and I are not familiar with each other." Jiang Yongnian hesitated for a moment before refusing.

  "As for this attack incident, doesn't President Jiang want to know more about it?" Gong Piaozi also brought out his own chips.

  ……………

  One by one, the bank cards were marked with the name of each buyer, and the password was uniformly set to the date of the day. Everything was fine, except that among them, there was a missing bank card that should have existed - the 10 million yuan belonging to Ma Sanquan, the Iron Rooster.

  "Mr. Zhang, would you like some tea? Do me a favor?"

  Cao Peter made a phone call and invited Zhang Shidong to meet at a teahouse near the Yongcheng Xunkool Mobile headquarters.

  Cao Peter sincerely wanted to befriend Zhang Shidong, and everything they talked about was genuine. In short, Cao Peter admired Zhang's strong personal combat ability and humbled himself to befriend him, just like the merchants in Xiangjiang who were superstitious about some Fengshui masters, and could put aside their pride when dealing with some eccentric people, which is much stronger than the big shots in the mainland. I don't pretend to be what I'm not, either I ignore you or once I want to be friends with you, I will genuinely put myself in a lower position.

  "I'm about to leave here and go back, this matter is not as simple as just Old Huang, it's just that the government has stepped in now, they want to suppress this matter, we can only obey orders. At the beginning of next year, there will be a formal change of leadership, stability is the top priority for the mainland. I also understand the implicit meaning behind Director Jiang's words, there are many twists and turns here, the water is too deep, it's unbearable but must be endured. Mr. Zhang is a capable person, if there's any place where Old Cao can be used, please don't hesitate to use him, money is money, life is life, I treat Mr. Zhang as my savior."

  "As for Ma Sanquan the miser, there are some things I don't want to say. I reckon with Mr. Zhang's temperament, he won't let it go easily. I can help out a bit."

  Cao Peter left, leaving behind a U-disk containing some information about Ma Sanquan's small commodity company evading taxes. With this material, if Zhang Shidong operates officially, it can at least make Ma Sanquan lose tens of millions.

  "Damn it, no one who deals with money is simple."