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Chapter 164 Please, Mr. Jiang, please help me!

Nice is a city in southeastern France, the capital city of the Alpes department, less than fifteen kilometers away from the Principality of Monaco.

It has a typical Mediterranean climate and is one of the warmest cities in France. The climate here is pleasant all year round, with warm winters and cool summers.

The azure Mediterranean Sea and the majestic Alps are the eternal landmarks of this city. It has ancient Roman history and culture, the romantic lavender scenery of Provence, as well as azure beaches and pleasant climate. It is an excellent holiday paradise in the hearts of the French.

In the southeast corner of this holiday paradise city in the eyes of the French, inside a manor villa.

At this time, seven or eight tattooed men with dragons and phoenixes all over their bodies were sitting or standing in the luxurious living room.

These seven or eight big men all have typical Mediterranean characteristics, with dark white skin, black hair, hooked noses, and dark eyeballs, giving people a sinister feeling.

One of the big men with a totem tattooed on his neck was playing with a small and exquisite butterfly knife in his hand. He kept flipping it between his fingers and said in a cold voice: "Mr. Arthur, repaying debts is a matter of course. .”

"I've given you half a month, how are you thinking about it? Are you still going to pay it back?"

The "Mr. Arthur" opposite was none other than Di Rui, a descendant of the Di Xilan family who was once one of the top ten richest men in Siam.

Di Rui's father, Di Xilan, died in an accidental crash while riding in a helicopter while participating in a football club match. His mother and brother were all buried in the flames, leaving behind hundreds of millions of family property.

West couldn't help but show a hint of joy on his face. 5000 million US dollars was definitely not a small sum, but then he thought that many people were staring at this big fat sheep from Siam. The Marseille Hand Gang was just acting as a "evil person". "character of.

At this time, facing the verbal threat from West, the leader of the Marseille Hand Party, Di Rui's inner anger revealed fear.

And also took out the loan contract.

His father purchased some properties and properties here, including two buildings, a manor villa, four or five street-facing shops, and the like.

Within a few days, gangs came to extort money. Although he called the police and chased away the gangsters, the gang members did not give up.

"2.28 million is too much. I simply can't afford that much money."

He decided to spend money to eliminate the disaster, and after sending away these Marseille gangsters, he left France and went to the bad country.

In the end, they only really got one-tenth of what they got, and the rest had to be handed over to the big guys behind the scenes.

After his father died in a fall, the club used his father's death to hype up the situation and ate a bunch of human blood buns.

Di Rui was also upset at this time. He was almost breathless after being forced by West, so he stood up and said, "Excuse me, I'm going to answer the phone."

He originally thought that no one would bother him in Nice, but not long after he settled here, one night he was driving a million-euro supercar on the coastal boulevard, and was targeted by the local gang. .

Of course, his family also owns many properties in Paris.

Di Rui gritted his teeth and said, "$5000 million."

Arthur was his new name after coming to Europe.

It is possible that he bribed the people around him.

Di Rui had just arrived in England and was unfamiliar with the place. Those so-called friends of his father during his lifetime were all staring at him like jackals, wanting to take a piece of meat from his father's inheritance.

The fact is that when his father died, the club was doing well, with a balance of as much as 2000 million pounds in the account.

Di Rui has rarely made friends since he came to Europe. On the one hand, he is not good at it, and on the other hand, he doesn't know how to make friends?

So there are basically no phone calls at ordinary times.

"I really can't afford that much money. So, I will add another 3000 million US dollars, 8000 million US dollars, and you should stop harassing me." Di Rui said with red eyes.

However, the Angsa bandits had too much appetite, and they didn't stop even after wiping out all his family's assets, and came to extort him.

This was also his father's first stop in Europe.

He could only negotiate with the Irish gang, and after finally paying 3200 million pounds, the matter came to an end.

Just two days later, members of the largest local gang, the Marseille Hand Party, came to their door and said that his father had loaned them a loan at a high interest rate. After three or four years of interest compounding, he now needed to pay back US$2.28 million. .

He knows very well that these gangsters are being polite to him now, but they are just "courtesy first and then fighting". If he really doesn't pay, his end will definitely be very miserable.

Across the way, West, the leader of the Marseille Hey Hand Party, asked: "Really, how much can you take out?"

He took out his phone and looked at it, and found that it was an unknown number.

Previously, with the help of Jiang Sheng, Di Rui escaped from Siam to Europe.

While the two parties were bargaining, the phone in Di Rui's pocket suddenly rang.

Originally, Di Rui thought that after coming to Europe, he would be in paradise. From then on, the sky would be high and birds could fly, and he could live a carefree life and breathe the free air.

As we all know, his father has always been cash-oriented, and most of the assets transferred from Siam were in cash. There was no shortage of money at all. How could he borrow a loan of US$1500 million from them?
However, the scary thing is that the handwriting on the loan contract turned out to be his father's autograph after identification!
2.28 million U.S. dollars is basically all the cash he can take out now. The rest have been purchased by his father as high-quality assets. It is conceivable that the Marseille gang must have mastered important information.

West: "1.8 million..."

However, reality slapped him hard.

Even if there are, they are usually those working in car sales, luxury store clerks, etc., as well as sexy beauties.

Di Rui's father Di Xilan transferred most of Siam's property to Europe, leaving only an empty frame in Siam. After his parents died, he naturally inherited all the inheritance.

Di Rui walked to the side and answered the call and asked in English: "Hello, who are you?"

After that, he no longer dared to stay in the UK, but took a plane to Nice, the southernmost city in France.

Then he said: "No! At least 2 million US dollars."

But it didn’t take long for him to be targeted by the Irish Gang. They extorted high fees from him on the grounds that his father was in arrears with the football club’s salary, and various names totaled up to 7500 million pounds.

When he first came to Europe, he lived a very comfortable life. He was young, owned hundreds of millions of dollars, and both his parents were dead. He spent money like water, and no one came to restrain him.

A faint voice came from the other side of the phone, "I'm Jiang Sheng. How are you doing, Mr. Arthur?"

"Ah, Mr. Jiang? Hello, hello..."

Di Rui felt particularly cordial when he heard Jiang Sheng's voice.

For Jiang Sheng, he was very grateful in his heart. The other party had to use all his strength to rescue him from Siam.

Although it cost 100 million US dollars, he spent the money willingly.

For another person, even one billion US dollars would not be able to rescue him from Siam, let alone 100 million US dollars.

"My life is... not bad."

"Is it okay? Listening to your tone, why do you feel so forced? Are you being bullied?" Jiang Sheng from the opposite side asked with a smile, "Didn't you say before that your father has a deep network of connections in Europe? , I called you to ask you about something, but now it seems that there is no chance."

When Di Rui heard this, he was immediately embarrassed.

He did say these words at the beginning, and his purpose was to increase his bargaining chips and let Jiang Sheng save him from Siam.

Because just giving money, Jiang Sheng would most likely not be willing to take that risk.

But after coming to Europe, I realized that although his father was once one of the top ten richest men in Siam and the owner of a Premier League club, none of this had anything to do with him. When he came to Europe, a strange country like the United Kingdom and France, , he is just a fat sheep left to be slaughtered.

His father was able to gain a foothold here only by spreading money and gaining a foothold in the upper class society. Now that his father has died, these white people who eat people without spitting out their bones will not miss the past at all.

They will even squeeze him even harder.

Now think about it, compared to these gangsters in Europe, Jiang Shengzhen is a good person with a super conscience.

With "only" 100 million US dollars, he was rescued abruptly despite the hail of bullets from Siam's military royal family.

And these hooligans in Europe, who have no effort to do anything, come to extort huge amounts of money from him with forged bullshit contracts. They are really shameless bastards.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Jiang, there's something going on here, and I really can't help you. I'm so sorry!"

"Well, what's going on?" Jiang Sheng on the other side of the phone asked casually, already thinking about how to deal with the agents of the Zhongyang Intelligence Agency stationed in France.
Di Rui sighed and said: "It was only after I came to Europe that I discovered that many things are different from what I imagined. Here, ordinary rich people may live very comfortably, but when the money reaches a certain level, it is easy to be People are watching.”

"Especially a rich kid like me who has no power and whose foundation in the mother country has been destroyed and only money is left. He is simply a perfect big fat sheep in the eyes of these white people. He will be stared at wherever he goes."

"If my guess is correct, my current identity information will be known to the dark forces throughout Europe. No matter which country I go to settle, I will be blackmailed by the local evil forces."

"Unless you leave Europe and live in a bad country."

Jiang Sheng said: "Moguo also eats people without spitting out their bones. If you have too much money, you will definitely cause trouble."

The top ten richest people in Siam are no joke. According to Luo Jiajun's statistics, Di Xilan is worth more than 110 billion US dollars, one-third of which remains in Siam, and two-thirds, that is, 60 billion US dollars in cash assets. He was transferred to Europe.

Even if he spends a lot of money, Di Rui still has at least US$30 billion in assets.

This is no small sum.

So no matter where he goes, he will definitely be watched.

The only difference is that the person staring at him is wearing a suit or having a tattoo?

Or maybe a tattooed guy in a suit?
Di Rui said in pain: "Then what should I do?"

"I didn't know! I'll just die if nothing happens."

With that said, Jiang Sheng planned to hang up the phone.

At this moment, Di Rui suddenly shouted: "Wait a minute, Mr. Jiang."

"what's wrong?"

Di Rui originally planned to be reserved and didn't want to be looked down upon by Jiang Sheng, but when Jiang Sheng was about to hang up the phone, he suddenly thought that he would soon face the vicious Marseille gangster again, and he suddenly felt fear.

He knew very well in his heart that these white Europeans had no morals at all, and because they purchased indulgences from God, the people here were prone to lying.

They would promise to let him go, but then turn around and come up with clever excuses to blackmail him again.

He could no longer care about face and said, "Mr. Jiang... can you help me?"

"I was extorted 3200 million pounds by club hooligans in the UK. When I got to Nice, the Marseille gangsters came to my door again and demanded 2.28 million US dollars from me. They are now at my house. Today is the deadline. Well, if I don’t give you money, they definitely won’t let me go.”

Jiang Sheng on the other side of the phone said calmly: "Then give it to them."

"I……"

Di Rui almost choked to death at Jiang Sheng's words, 2.28 million U.S. dollars, why did he sound like it was 2.28 yuan?
"Please, Mr. Jiang, please help me. I have no relatives here anymore. If you don't help me, I will be dead. You spent so much effort to rescue me, and you also You don’t want me to die like this, do you?”

"And...and if I die, the money in my bank and a large number of properties in various European countries will be cheaper for the local government. I am not willing to accept it. I would rather do it all."

Jiang Sheng on the other end of the phone pondered for a few seconds and then asked, "Where are you in Nice?"

Di Rui quickly reported an address.

Jiang Sheng hung up the phone.

Di Rui looked at the phone with a black screen, and suddenly felt as if he had been given a shot in the arm, and his whole body became energetic.

He turned his head and glanced at the Marseille gangsters in the living room, and sneered secretly in his heart, "You bastards, just wait for me, I will make you look good soon!"

Then he calmed down his mood, calmed down the expression on his face, and walked towards the living room with a low eyebrow.

"Mr. West, can you just give me one more day..."

……

Paris.

In the 6-meter sprint qualifying round, he ran a time of 27 seconds, which shocked the world.

After repeated confirmations, the Olympic Committee determined that there was no problem with the equipment and that Jiang Sheng did not cheat or use illegal drugs, and finally released this astonishing information.

Once the news was released, it naturally aroused huge heated discussion on the global Internet.

Of course, it mainly focuses on Simplified Chinese and Chinese. Foreign media basically do not report positive reports about Asia, especially China.

Only people who have lived in European and American countries have a deep understanding of this, and those who come to travel just to see the beauty cannot.

So while the Jianzhong people are shocked, amazed, and disbelieving, the European and American media only have some tofu-like news with exaggerated titles. It feels like roadside stall literature, with less than a thousand views.

This is the real side of the world.

It is no exaggeration to say that in the minds of many ordinary people in Europe and the United States, China is still in the ignorant and backward Qing Dynasty. The reason for this is the credit of the media. By portraying ugly Chinese people day and night, they not only earn traffic, but also transfer conflicts outward.

So even if they beat themselves to death, they still look down on Asians, especially Chinese.

Such as this time.

On the road, Jiang Sheng met two female compatriots, female students in their twenties, who were watching the Olympics. They recognized him and took a photo with him excitedly.

One of the girls with a ponytail was holding a selfie stick and was about to take a photo. Who knew that at this moment, a white young man in his twenties and thirties with a beard suddenly came behind them, stretched out the corners of his eyes with both hands, and made a squinting look. Actions.

The two girls were too scared to move or scold each other.

Jiang Sheng pinched the opponent's throat with his backhand, and twitched with his big mouth.

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The white young man's teeth were knocked out, his mouth was covered with blood, and he let out a shrill scream.

Jiang Sheng dropped him and then kicked him violently in the waist and abdomen. Although he used a skillful force, it was not something that ordinary people could bear.

The young white man felt as if he was being hit hard on the waist and abdomen with a sledgehammer, and his face was deformed in pain.

"roll!"

The young white man endured the severe pain and ran away in a fit of piss.

Seeing Jiang Sheng, an Asian man, beating a local white man, the local white people passing by were eager to come up and beat Jiang Sheng in a group.

Jiang Sheng released his powerful aura and shouted: "Get out!"

This loud shout immediately drove away all the demons and monsters.

The two girls said excitedly: "Wow~ Teacher Jiang, you are so handsome!"

Jiang Sheng turned around and said, "This is not the country, please be careful."

"Yeah, we know."

"These white scum are the most annoying. Not only do they smell bad, but they always have an inexplicable sense of superiority. It's so disgusting."

Jiang Sheng smiled.

After taking a photo with the two girls, he left.

And not long after he left, two officers from the Operations Division of the French Seventh Bureau came over.

After searching everywhere, they couldn't find Jiang Sheng, and complained to the headset: "This bastard has gone somewhere..."

The "bastard" in the mouth of these two seventh-bureau agents was naturally Jiang Sheng.

After Jiang Sheng left, he walked all the way towards the west bank of the Seine River.

He said he was walking, but in fact his speed was faster than an electric car, exceeding 50 miles per hour. He was moving quickly among the endless flow of people.

When Jiang Sheng came to Paris for the first time, he didn't see the magnificent metropolis he imagined. Instead, he saw garbage everywhere, decayed and damaged public facilities that no one had repaired, and graffiti everywhere on the walls. It is the symbol of a sect’s totem, giving people a sense of insecurity.

And there's shit everywhere, people flying, dog shit.

"This is Paris?"

Jiang Sheng felt very speechless.

Although he didn't know that Paris also has wealthy areas with a very good environment, but no matter what, this is the city center area, the political and cultural center of France, not the countryside or the suburbs, and it is during the Olympic Games. , at least the sanitation is cleaned, and the people and dog poop are cleaned up.

Jiang Sheng complained all the way, trying his best to avoid the dog shit on the ground, and soon arrived at the Seine River.

There is a sightseeing boat on the river, and there are many tourists from all over the world, of which the largest number are Chinese.

Jiang Sheng stood on a rusty steel bridge and asked with a smile: "How do you feel? Paris is beautiful, isn't it?"

"What a piece of shit!"

"M, I knew I wouldn't come."

"Any second-tier city in China is much better than here."

"Some scenic spots and historical sites are quite good, but the environment is hard to describe."

Jiang Sheng left the steel bridge with a smile and came to the apartment building next to a church opposite.

This old-fashioned apartment with mottled exterior walls also uses an old-fashioned elevator from the last century.

Jiang Sheng took the elevator to the fifth floor.

The elevator door opened and he stepped out and came to the door of 503.

His normal sixth sense told him that there was someone behind the door.

"boom--"

He kicked open the security door.

The agent of the Milu State Intelligence Bureau who was hiding behind the door was slapped against the wall.

Jiang Sheng stepped in, lifted the security door away from the other party, and blocked it back against the door. Then he turned around and carried the knocked unconscious agent to the bedroom, threw him on the ground and tortured him.

Five minutes later, he left the apartment building.

Then he started moving around in Paris.

……

He spent an entire afternoon and evening traveling throughout Paris and digging out all the intelligence networks of the Yang Intelligence Bureau in Paris, France.

He didn't return to his hotel until 9: p.m.

As soon as we arrived downstairs, Yu Zhiyong called and said: "The official competition will be held at nine o'clock the day after tomorrow morning! But you still don't want to run around, let alone eat. The IAAF Anti-Doping Team may be there at any time. We will conduct random inspections on you."

Jiang Sheng said: "I understand."

At this moment, the two agents who were following him came up to him aggressively, "Where have you been?"

Jiang Sheng said with a smile: "My legs are on me, so I can go wherever I like. Does that have anything to do with you?"

"you……"

The two agents were furious. One of them was about to say something when Jiang Sheng said, "Inform your captain Roberts and ask him to come over. I have something to tell him."

The two agents looked at him suspiciously, but Jiang Sheng had already gone upstairs.

When he came out of the bathroom, Roberts and two subordinates were already standing in the living room.

Roberts said: "Your door is not closed. There are many thieves in Paris now, so you'd better be careful."

Jiang Sheng walked to the sofa and sat down in his big pants.

In fact, he doesn't sweat now, and his body doesn't secrete grease and dirt. Bathing is just an instinct.

"Thank you for your advice! Let's sit down and talk."

Roberts then sat down on the sofa and asked, "What did you call me about?"

Jiang Sheng grinned and asked, "Are you France and Milo wearing the same pair of pants?"

Roberts frowned and said, "I don't understand politics. If you don't have anything else to do, I'll leave first."

Jiang Sheng smiled and said: "Why are you so anxious? I ask you this because I want to know what your attitude is towards the cheap discs inserted by the Zhongyang Intelligence Agency in your country? If it doesn't matter, forget it. If you take it very seriously, I I think we need to have some deep conversations."

Roberts wondered: "I think any country has a zero-tolerance attitude towards this. What exactly do you mean? Do you have some intelligence?"

The relationship between France and the United States is complicated, with cooperation, competition, and contradictions. Within Europe, France has also been squeezing the United States out of the country and trying to drive the United States out of the EU.

Jiang Sheng grinned and said, "That's right. I have a list of 47 people involved. Do you want to know?"

Roberts was immediately surprised when he heard this, "Are you telling the truth?"

Who doesn’t want to know such intelligence information?

Jiang Sheng was still smiling, "Of course!"

Roberts looked at Jiang Sheng's smile, calmed down and asked, "What are your conditions?"

Jiang Sheng smiled and said: "My conditions are very simple. France will release seven employees of Croft Financial Company and will not prosecute them with similar financial crimes in the future."

Those seven employees of Kroft Financial Company are members of Luo Jiajun's team.

After all, they were arrested because of him. Since they came to France, of course they had to be rescued.

Roberts said: "I can't make the decision on this. I have to call the superiors. How are you going to prove that you are not talking nonsense?"

Jiang Sheng said: "It's very simple, I will give you two names."

Jiang Sheng then mentioned the names of two people and what they had done.

Both men held high positions in France and could influence French policy, and Roberts often heard their names.

Unexpectedly, he turned out to be a cheap spy planted in France by the Yang Intelligence Bureau of the Bad Country, and he did very bad things.

Knowing that the matter was of great importance, Roberts immediately got up and went to the side to make a phone call to report to his superiors.

Old God Jiang Sheng was drinking a drink.

Unsurprisingly, those seven people were insignificant compared to the information he provided.

Soon Langdon, the deputy director of the French External Security Service, arrived in person.

Although they are the External Security Bureau, whoever gets this kind of information naturally gets the credit.

Langdon shook hands with Jiang Sheng enthusiastically, "I have already informed people about those seven people. It is all a misunderstanding and they will be released without charge soon."

The so-called "quickly" in his mouth certainly depends on the value of Jiang Sheng's intelligence.

Jiang Sheng didn't waste any time and told Langdon all the results of the afternoon's work.

Roberts, who was acting as a recorder next to him, was stunned.

Of course, Langdon was also shocked.

They didn't expect that the French government had been penetrated by the Yang intelligence agency like a sieve.

After regaining consciousness, Langdon stood up and said, "Well, thank you, Mr. Jiang. Your information is very important to us. Those seven people will be released immediately."

Jiang Sheng said: "Wait a minute."

Langdon was about to leave and asked, "What's the matter?"

Jiang Sheng grinned and said, "Can you please stop your people from staring at me all the time? It's annoying like flies."

"Okay, I'll remove the people."

After Langdon left, Roberts wanted to leave too. Jiang Sheng grabbed his arm and said, "Wait a minute, please take me to Nice by helicopter."

Roberts was about to say no, but then he thought about the fact that the other party had just provided such important information, and maybe there was something he was hiding, so he couldn't immediately turn his back and be ruthless.

So he told the other two subordinates, "You arrange a helicopter to take him to Nice."

After saying that, he left.

The two minions in the seventh game who were responsible for tracking Jiang Sheng said helplessly: "Follow me."

Jiang Sheng took the seventh-inning helicopter and went to Nice overnight.

(End of this chapter)