Mei Man Knives

Chapter 30 Martial Virtue
If it's really a match, how much is the right amount to charge him.

Although the Hand and Society is just a gang organization, but

Tea meme is the chairman of a listed company, if it is less than 500 million, then it is looking down on others.

Zhang Jun spread five fingers and shouted: "Five..."

"5000 million! No problem. When will you do it!" Harold Chameme saw it and agreed without thinking.

Hearing that the other party directly offered 5000 million yuan, Zhang Jun swallowed secretly.

Don't let yourself scream out loud.

I have to hold back!

I must hold back!

Absolutely can't show your feet.

I'm someone who's seen big scenes.

5000 million only!

I haven't seen any big scenes.

A mere 5000 million would never surprise me.

Zhang Jun raised the wine bottle and poured himself a glass of wine, feeling overwhelmed.

Zhang Jun poured himself a glass of wine.

Only then did I realize that the guests had been in for so long.

Not to mention wine, not even a glass of water.

So sorry!

For such customers who directly offer ten times the price.

Ordinary wine can support his noble status.

Zhang Jun decided to open a bottle of the best wine to entertain the other party.

Opened a $1200 bottle of Dutch schnapps and poured double the amount.

Zhang Jun raised his wine glass and shouted. "Sir, don't worry! As long as I find the opponent's lair, I will immediately uproot the opponent's organization in New York!"

said Harold Meacham anxiously, not even drinking.

"Don't look for it, I know where their lair is! 160 Cherry Street, Manhattan. It's in Chinatown! Can you act tonight? If you act tonight, the price can be higher. I can offer 6 Don’t worry! Mr. Zhang, you don’t know that Shouhehui is not an ordinary gang organization. They are an evil organization. They controlled me and invaded the Lamb Group. They used the Lamb Group to secretly create drug sales. They even trafficked people . Destroy them, you are the hero to save New York!"

In order to get rid of the control of the hand and society, Harold Meacham has been investigating secretly for a long time.

Of course he was clear about the hand and meeting in New York.

Just waiting for guys like Zhang Jun to eradicate Hand Hehui, get rid of their control, and regain control of Lamb Company.

For such impatient customers, Zhang Jun has nothing to say.

Zhang Jun held the wine glass and spread his hands. "Customer is God! Service first has always been my aim! No problem, I will do it tonight! Maybe tomorrow, you can hear good news from me. Remember to prepare the money!"

What service first has always been my purpose, it's all bullshit.

If the money is in place, of course you can enjoy the highest level of service!
Harold Meacham took a checkbook from his coat pocket, took out a pen, wrote the amount on the check, and signed his name.

He opened the check so that Zhang Jun could clearly see the amount on it.

6 million!

There are 6 zeros after the 7 characters.

Zhang Jun, who is very sensitive to money, will never be wrong.

Harold Meacham opened it for a few seconds, then folded him in half and put it back in his pocket.

"Mr. Zhang. Mrs. Gao is dead. This check is yours!"

Stimulated by the 6 million yuan, Zhang Jun drank all the wine in the glass in one go.

After wiping the alcohol from the corner of his mouth with his hand, Zhang Jun took out a tactical belt, a pistol and 2 sabers from under the bar.

"Mr. Harold, you just sit here. I'm going to kill that Mrs. Gao now."

Zhang Jun has also heard a lot about the hand and meeting in the past two years.

They didn't have much involvement with me before, and since they were in the United States, Zhang Jun didn't have much interest in taking care of their shit.

Now that I have money to take, of course it is different.

Zhang Jun stretched his hands, jumped out of the bar, walked out, and drove his own car to Manhattan's Chinatown at high speed.

Hurry up all the way, and arrived at No. 160 Cherry Street.

Zhang Jun looked at the gate in front of him, feeling a little dazed.

If he didn't know that he was in New York, Zhang Jun would have suspected that he had come to Huaxia.

Familiar Chinese characters, wide arches, two rows of red lanterns, everything is so familiar.

Zhang Jun parked the car in front of the gate, got out of the car, bang bang...

There was a knock on the door.

Soon a strong man in a black suit came out.

Seeing Zhang Jun, he froze for a moment.

"you are?"

"Where's Mrs. Gao? Tell her to come out!"

When Zhang Jun spoke, he called Mrs. Gao directly, and his tone was very disrespectful.

The guard hesitated for a moment and said, "What do you want from her?"

Do you want me to tell you that I want to kill her?

"What's none of your business? You just need to report quickly and let her come out to see me!" Zhang Jun shouted impatiently.

6 million!This is the highest reward since I entered the industry!
Zhang Jun was in a hurry to settle the order, and then went back to cash it with the check!

Even if the owner of the most famous Internet celebrity bar in New York is in front of him, even if he knows that the other party is strong.

But how could it be possible to let Zhang Jun go in to see Mrs. Gao so easily.

"You wait here, I will report!"

Hearing that the other party was waiting at the door by himself, Zhang Jun was very dissatisfied.

"That means Mrs. Gao is inside, right! That's good!"

Before he could react, it was a good idea, Zhang Jun punched him.

The 1 meter big man fell straight to the ground with a common sound.

Zhang Jun stepped over the opponent, closed the door, and walked into this place that looked like a temple.

Go in, once you enter the big house.

You can see a building similar to a well standing in the middle of the hall.

A well in the middle of the hall?

What the hell?
Does it imply that there is wind and water, is it a treasure land of geomantic omen?
Zhang Jun didn't even bother to comment on such pretentious things.

He went around and went through the second door.

When I came to a place that looked like a warehouse, I saw only two foreigners standing there, one on the left and one on the right, like the two generals.

Although the faces of the two of them are not very similar, they are about the same height, both are 1 meters tall, and even their clothes are very similar, they are all dressed in gray.

Seeing Zhang Jun, the two brothers Grigory and Viznikov shouted one by one.

"Who are you, this is the site of the hand and meeting!"

"Whoever you are? You're going to die!"

Zhang Jun has the patience to listen to their nonsense and interrupt them directly.

"Stop talking nonsense. You guys go together! Don't delay!"

Hearing Zhang Jun's contempt for them, the two brothers Grigory and Wiznikov immediately became furious.

They pulled out a bayonet from their waists and rushed towards Zhang Jun.

The two brothers have cooperated for many years and have always joined forces to deal with the enemy.

As soon as Grigory shot, he jumped up and stabbed himself at Zhang Jun's head with a bayonet.

Viznikov attacked from the right, and the bayonet in his hand pierced Zhang Jun's abdomen.

One left and one right, one up and one down, the cooperation is very tacit and skillful.

No matter whether Zhang Jun wants to resist or fight back, he cannot deal with attacks from two directions at the same time.

Zhang Jun had no other choice but to retreat.

As long as Zhang Jun retreats, the opportunity is lost.

The two brothers would start a continuous attack, leaving Zhang Jun breathless, until he made a mistake and was killed by the two brothers.

The brothers seemed to have seen Zhang Jun die under their hands.

A triumphant smile appeared on their lips.

bang bang...

Two gunshots!

(End of this chapter)