"Hey, long time no see."

Fang Yuanshan on the sofa showed a sincere smile for the first time since he arrived in France today. He stood up and looked at Thomson who walked up, and said with a smile: "I haven't seen you for a long time. You are still the handsome French guy who can make the little girl scream."

While talking and laughing, Thomson and Fang Yuanshan were walking up and hugged each other and patted each other's back vigorously.

Thomson Dassault, since his grandfather's generation, has been deeply engaged in the political and economic sectors of France. The members of the family have held important positions. It has been passed down to his generation that he has been rich for three generations and is fully qualified to be called aristocrats.

In France, what outsiders know is nothing more than perfumes, clothing, luxury goods and the Cannes Film Festival. However, if the French upper class has never heard of the Dassault family, they will be out.

With the comprehensive cooperative relationship between Dassault Group and Brazilian Far Mountain Group in the past two years, their popularity in France and even Europe has increased day by day.

Especially in the development of science and technology, with the progress made by Yuanshan Group in biological research, Dassault Group has carried out large-scale reforms and upgraded weapons and fully used the Wushuang system for conversion.

This benefit is obvious. Due to the super stability of the Wushuang system, France has achieved good results at the World Weapon Fair, especially in actual use, and more and more customers tend toward the weapons and equipment produced in France.

However, outsiders only know that Dassault Group has made frequent moves recently, but few people know what interests they have with Brazil's Yuanshan Group.

"I have heard about Mr. Arnold, and I feel sorry for it."

"Yes, others have left, but his wife and children have to endure the harassment of these scoundrels. As his boss, Thomson, how sad do you think I should be?"

Thomson took out a cut cigar from his arms, handed it to Fang Yuanshan, then took out a match and lit it for him.

He shook the match and waited for it to be extinguished before saying, "Fang, you know, in principle, I will not object to anything you do in France, and you have that strength, but I hope that except for a few main culprits, you can leave the rest to me to deal with."

Seeing Fang Yuanshan silent, Thomson reached out to scratch his thick blonde hair, feeling a little helpless.

I have known Fang Yuanshan for so long, and he is really clear about what his temper is. However, he will never give up if he doesn't let out a slight evil fire and vent his anger.

He turned his head to look at the Sara on the ground, turned his head to signal, and the two military and police immediately dragged him over like a dead dog, throwing him next to the coffee table with a "thump".

One of the military and policemen reached out to grab his hair and made his head tilt up.

"Are you the boss of sk?"

“Yes…yes.”

"Do you know how many mistakes you made?"

"I'm sorry, I know I'm wrong, you... forgive me, I promise not to have another next time." Randolph Sarah said with trembling lips.

"I know you're wrong? You should know what's going on outside. Do you think it can be solved with just a word of sorry?"

"Pick him up."

As he spoke, Thomson reached out to signal behind, and a sharp axe was handed to his hand, and Randolph Sarah's right hand was also pressed to the crystal coffee table by two military police.

"I'm sorry, I'm wrong, I know I'm wrong, please forgive me."

Looking at the axe that was shining under the light, Randolph was so scared that his face was pale and his body struggled violently. Unfortunately, the two military police officers behind him were pressing him tightly, making him unable to move.

"If you do something wrong, you have to accept punishment, otherwise you can solve everything with a word of sorry. Will there be war in this world?" As he said that, his sharp axe was already slashed.

"Click~"

"ah……"

The sharp axe slashed his wrist, and a complete palm fell down, and the crystal coffee table below also turned into a spider web.

"Other hand."

"Ah... I know I'm wrong, please let me go... Woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo woo w

"Click~"

"Ah...ah..."

Ten fingers connected to the heart, and when the fingers were poked, many people would hurt for a long time, let alone two hands. At this time, Randolph Sarah's scream echoed in the bar, and even the streets outside were clearly heard.

However, at this time his subordinates would not come to save him again. They had already crossed the river with mud Buddhas and could not protect themselves.

In the bar, Fang Yuanshan on the sofa heard his scream and became more and more irritable. He asked for a gun from the side, opened the insurance and shot Randolph Sarah on the ground in the head.

"Bang~"

"Oh, sh.it~"

At close range, Thomson was so shiny that a lot of white and filthy things were sprayed on his leather shoes.

"Hey, Fang, please tell me in advance when you shoot again next time."

Unfortunately, Fang Yuanshan turned a deaf ear to his complaints. He threw the gun and stood up, and said coldly: "I don't want to see this bar, so I'll flatten it."

"Hey, Fang, Fang..."

Seeing him walking straight downstairs, Thomson behind him looked embarrassed.

He dispatched troops and the military and police to help him suppress the Hey Gang was no longer aware of it. Now he still had to flatten the entire building. He had imagined that he would be scolded to death when he turned around.

But if he doesn't do what he said, the consequences will be even more unimaginable.

"Sir, what should we do?"

Looking at Fang Yuanshan who had already walked to the bar door, Thomson was embarrassed for a long time before he said viciously: "Put this bar flat for me. I don't want to see a brick on the ground."

"How about it?" He muttered again, and Thomson stood up, not even caring about the filth on his shoes, and ran down after Fang Yuanshan's butt.

Fang Yuanshan did not leave, and took a chair and sat in front of the stripper bar. He watched the excavator drive in and started to scatter the house. Then the bulldozer came back and forth to plow the ground, and the tiller came to ship the bricks.

In three hours, the stripper bar with a construction area of ​​more than 1,000 square meters turned into an open space, empty and nothing.

In the face of absolute power, any conspiracy is useless. The members of sk-12 were captured by the military and police who broke into the door that night. Those who dared to resist would beat them up and then dragged them into the car without any hesitation.

At 8:10, after the bar was flattened, he got on a heavy container truck parked at the intersection of No. 8 Street, which was arranged into a mobile command post. The LED lights above his head illuminated the entire carriage as daytime, and twelve sk-12 members kneeling on the ground.

All of these members had direct connections with the incident and were picked up separately.

"Come on, give me a gun."

Fang Yuanshan stretched out his hand and the person next to him handed a large-caliber pistol.

"Pong~"

"Pong~"

"Pong~"

...

The smell of blood quickly spread throughout the container, but Fang Yuanshan's face was neither happy nor sad. Faced with these black and fangs removed, he was not ruthless at all and fought from the front to the end.

At this time, outside the car was the most prosperous street in the "Nante", the capital of the Loire Region. There were countless military and police standing guard with guns outside. Listening to the sound of gunshots coming from the container, everyone's hearts were trembling.

"Clang~"

The iron door on the container was pushed open, and Fang Yuanshan, who was covered in blood, walked out from inside. He was not tall and not strong enough. But to the eyes of people outside, Fang Yuanshan is no different from the devil Satan now.

Thomson, not far away, saw him coming out, walked over quickly, and asked with a stiff smile: "Fang, has your anger subsided?"

"I don't want to see any black guys coming over Cueron."

"Noproblem, I swear with my family's glory. As long as Ms. Greensha is there, there will be no more gangsters in Cueron in the future."

Seeing Thomson's solemn appearance, Fang Yuanshan finally nodded and said, "Okay, this matter ends here."

"Huh~"

Hearing his words, the Dassault heir breathed a long sigh of relief, followed by a passionate smile on his face, and invited: "Fang, it's rare for you to come to France, I'll treat you to an authentic French meal."

"One other day, I promised Greensha to invite the mother and son to dinner. It's getting late."

"Oh well."

He watched Fang Yuanshan leave No. 8 Street, and Thomson, who was standing at the intersection, got in the car and left here.

...

Just when Fang Yuanshan had just arrived in France, the special forces team led by Locke had arrived at the northern Spanish city of Berga.

As one of the top major families in Spain, the Albukirk family has a long history. If you really count it, you can go back to the period of World War I.

It is precisely because of this that in addition to having a large amount of wealth, the Albukirk family has many dead soldiers.

These people have helped the Albukirk family work since their ancestors. They eat, dress, use, and even their names are all given by the Albukirk family, and they are no different from the slaves in ancient China.

The rich and the leader of the big family, each of them has some unique hobbies, while the current parent of the Albukirk family, "Althop Sinier", whose hobbies are to collect treasures.

His wish is to make a large treasure before his death, then hide it, and then make dozens of treasure maps, scattered all over the world for people to search for it.

Sinier even thought about the title early, and called it "Arbukker's Treasure".

It was this wish that Althorp Sinier began to collect various rare treasures early on, and built a huge manor by the Berga River to collect his collections, and even sent more than 100 family dead soldiers to guard there.

In addition to ordinary things, there are also a batch of precious items in this batch of treasures, which is the "Flowers of the Sea" that was taken back from the Yuanshan Group.
Chapter completed!