Chapter 103 Catalyst

Hearing this sentence, Buffett finally looked better: "That's right. Why do you do so many useless things? I don't care what your plan is. I only have one request: this man must die! I will not tolerate those who despise me and continue to live in the world!"

Rodman, a big black man, smiled and said, "It seems that we are also quite dangerous!"

"Don't joke, I have always respected Mr. Buffett. Although you have some disputes with the government, these disputes do not hinder our cooperative relationship and common interests."

Soros looked at the watch: "It's almost time. Pan Hongsheng should rush to support immediately. Let Barrant hurry up and retreat. Although there are enough people, we can't lose combat effectiveness in vain."

"I think Barrant has no time to retreat. Later, because of the time difference, he had already been angry with the other party when you issued your order, right?" Rodman looked at his watch. His watch has an all-round display of time.

"Oh, that's a pity. Let's offer a toast to Barrant, who died in love..."

At the same time, on the other side of the earth, the protagonist they are talking about is already black and swollen and is trampled on the ground with one foot by Pan Hongsheng.

"Who sent you here?" Pan Hongsheng looked at the national security group base with all his eyes, and couldn't wait to directly twist the other party's head off!

"You should save some energy! We dead men will never betray our employers!" Barrant's nose was broken, but it was still the hardest: "Only you despicable people will have so many traitors."

"Well, all right..." Pan Hongsheng was deeply enraged! He sneered and smiled at Zhang Bowen beside him: "This buddy said that he is very high-end and elegant. You can explain to him what it means to be frank, lenient, fear and strict."

"Understand! I love this job the most!" Zhang Bowen grabbed the other party with a smiling hand! Drag it into the inner room.

Pan Hongsheng looked at the ruined base and felt uncomfortable.

Why, why are there problems in the organization again and again? Aunt Hu seems to have done her best, but she has never received the effect she deserves.

"Boss, look here!" Suddenly, the flower demon pointed to a wall and shouted, "The traces left by the enemy!"

Pan Hongsheng looked up and wrote a few words with blood on the wall: "If you want to save Hu Xianzhi, come to the Olev Grand Canyon quickly."

Oleve Grand Canyon? Pan Hongsheng remembered that there was such a place on the border between Mexico and the United States, which was famous for all kinds of crimes; there was also a backyard nicknamed Death.

"Sir, where to meet is obviously a trap!" Casio pointed to the words on the wall and said, "Look at this person's handwriting, it should be written in a hurry. These people's bodies are still warm blood on the ground or even completely solidified. They should not be far away!"

Pan Hongsheng smiled and said, "Since they are guests, how can they leave so easily? Let them appreciate our enthusiasm."

It seems that this Barrant's mind dealing with the problem is still clear. After breaking, he asked his men to carry Hu Xianzhi away the rigid state, but without the master... It's like the fish on the cutting board.

The next morning, the men squatting at the airport intercepted the dead men who tried to escape, but did not find any trace of Hu Xianzhi.

Like Barrant, these guys also have a tendency to die than give in. No matter how the tiger stool pepper water is, they refuse to confess.

But this situation was immediately improved after Zhang Bowen's arrival.

Zhang Bowen just showed them how he dealt with their leader Barrant, and immediately made these pawns pee and tell the place where Hu Xianzhi was hiding.

More than a dozen off-road cars roared towards the customs.

They ignored the red light, ignored the police car chasing behind them, and even directly smashed the customs card and rushed directly to the loading and unloading dock.

"What are you doing!" A group of people in customs uniforms surrounded them with weapons: "This is a national unit. For those who break through customs, there is no reason to kill you!"

These people in black didn't think so, and the door of a sports car in the middle opened.

Pan Hongsheng came slowly over under the crowd of Zhang Bowen and Casio. He was like studying some rare cultural relics, and his eyes were fixed on one of the customs officers.

This is a fat middle-aged man with glasses. Because his stomach is too big, he can hardly see his toes. He was uncomfortable with Pan Hongsheng's eyes: "Brother, what can you say to face to face; break into the key departments of the country in this way; even if someone talks about the situation in the future, it's not easy to get out of the relationship!"

He can see from the other party's formation that Pan Hongsheng is not an ordinary person, and he can't deal with it with simple and crude standards.

"I want to ask you something. As long as I give you money, can everything be shipped out of China?" Pan Hongsheng looked at the other party's fat face with a sneer: "How do you charge?"

"Presumptuous! You are blatantly bribed state employees in public! Think about the consequences of the young man! I can arrest you immediately! He was even killed on the spot!" Everyone knows this kind of thing, but no one dismantles it like this.

He has been a customs director for so many years, and he has always been left and right. He rarely offends people. Although he is greedy and eats a lot, they are all mutually beneficial. All the stakeholders are very satisfied. Why does such a confused young man come out?

Pan Hongsheng didn't say anything more and winky at the flower demon beside him.

A whistle for the flower demon! All the people in black brushed and took out their guns and scattered the attack formation. What they were holding were all scary heavy guns, which scared the customs guards with standard automatic rifles with pistols to dare to move.

"Calm down and know what you're doing? This is the crime of killing the head! Even if you can break through here by force, you will be stopped by warships when you go to sea!" The customs chief was so scared that he had been in this industry for so many years that he encountered this situation for the first time.

"Brother Sheng, I have found it." Zhang Wenwen poised his chin behind him and saw Hu Xianzhi, who was sitting cross-legged, actually painted with a layer of gold paint and put it in a container!

The first cold sweat of the customs chief fell, and he felt that something was a little wrong. He quickly smiled and said, "This... Are you from the functional department? I didn't know that they hid cultural relics in it. This is our dereliction of duty at work, hehe..."

"Papa!" Pan Hongsheng slapped him and almost flew off the other party's chin!

"Ouch!" The customs chief's teeth fell to the ground and shouted, "It's the opposite!" Dare to do it to me! Shoot! Shoot it!"

But no one dares to move. Everyone has learned arithmetic and knows the current strength comparison.

Under so many guns, eating and drinking at ordinary times, the feeling of taking money together immediately disappeared.

"Why does the country raise you these wastes!" Pan Hongsheng stared at the customs director: "Go to the procuratorate to report by yourself. Do you know what this is? Cultural relics? This is a living person! This is Secretary-General Hu of the National Security Group! You have a big deal here. Tell me the story as soon as possible!"

Zhang Bowen's thousands of people wanted to kill the man, and he was stopped by the flower demon: "Boss, this is a little irregular. Let's deal with the important things first."

Pan Hongsheng handed over the customs chief and others to his men and took Hu Xianzhi to Xingtian.

Pan Hongsheng heard the old man talk about the art of locking leaves. This skill can make people condense blood, and even dying people can use this method to temporarily delay their life expectancy, but once the internal air in their body is exhausted, they will die immediately!

Only when a master with similar skills instills internal gas can the state be relieved. In other words, no one will use this trick easily as a last resort.

Now the situation of Hu Xianzhi is very complicated. It requires not only people to transport internal gas, but also people to detoxify.

Pan Hongsheng had to ask his father for help.

The enemy has actually finished the whole headquarters of the Anguo Group. It seems that the next step will be more crazy. At this time, he has to go to his father for help.

When they arrived, they saw a fierce battle outside Xing Tian.

The Big Dipper will be surrounded by dozens of black people, whose costumes are strange and their bodies are very strong.

Zhang Bowen, who was about to come forward to help, was pulled by Pan Hongsheng: "No, the battle is over."

Seeing those people fall down, Beidou Qi slowly came over: "What's the matter, young man? What's the matter?"

"Is my father there?" Pan Hongsheng was happy to see that the injury of the seven generals was almost healed: Take them with you, and there will be much more manpower!

"Inside, I just came back... I don't know why there are always some unknown guys coming to attack these days. Today is the third wave." Cang Dongtian said that he suddenly lowered his voice here: "It seems that my father seemed to be looking for a martial arts competition a while ago, and he seemed to be a little injured when he came back."

What! Father, will he... get hurt?

When Pan Hongsheng heard this sentence, he seemed to have been struck by lightning. In his impression, only his father hurt people, and no one could hurt him.

Walking into his father's cell, Pan Hongsheng felt a chill...