Alchemy Greater China

() "At this point, do you still want to leave like this? Don't be too naive, Mr. Schmidt."

King Klay enjoyed watching Schmidt, who was stunned by dozens of rifles aimed at him, and said leisurely.

Facing the black muzzle of the gun, Schmidt's facial expression changed again and again, and his eyes were full of emotions such as fear, humiliation, and anger. He froze for a while, and finally retreated to the seat step by step, slumped sat down.

"So, if I don't sign today, I can't leave?"

"You are right to understand that, Mr. Schmidt!"

Pulitzer took the ball of paper picked up by the guard and lightly threw it at the bridge of Schmidt's nose, but Schmidt was pointed at the gun and did not dodge, the paper ball touched his nose intimately , although it is only superficial, but it is extremely humiliating.

"Today we still have a lot of contracts to sign. For example, who should repair the railway in Alaska... Everyone knows that without the railway, it will be difficult to transport the ore we dug out, and the equipment outside It is also difficult to transport supplies such as daily necessities, so the railway must be repaired as soon as possible, which is very beneficial to the natives of Alaska and our shareholders!" . .

While talking, Pulitzer picked up another document from the wooden tray and pushed it in front of Schmidt: "Our Morgan consortium has the qualifications and strength to undertake railway laying projects under any complicated conditions. In order to express our sincerity Well, our Morgan consortium has brought some necessary equipment and materials for laying the railway with us this time. This afternoon, we will lay the first railway track at the south entrance of Mingyue Village. By then, Alaska will enter the state of railwayization. Big time!"

Pulitzer's move can be described as a two-pronged approach, while laying railroad tracks to create existing facts.While forcing Schmidt on behalf of Schmidt Mining Company to recognize the Morgan Consortium's exclusive right to build a railway in Alaska!

It can be said that once this railway contract is signed, the value contained in it will be greater than the [-]% of the ore profit that Pulitzer intended to swallow back!

Having a railway means that you can control this piece of land covered by railways, it is no exaggeration to say.When the railway network initially takes shape in Alaska, Schmidt Mining Company will be completely cleared out, and it will not even enjoy the 'half' of the benefits indicated in today's agreement.

"You are wishful thinking..."

No matter how stupid Schmidt is, he also understands how critical this railway contract is, and he must never sign it!

But he just let out a low growl, and Pulitzer and the security guards behind the seven people pulled the bolts of their guns, and with the cold sound of bullets being loaded, Schmidt's roar was abruptly cut off.

"Is it wishful thinking? I don't think so... And my father taught me that the most profitable business in the world is often derived from wishful thinking!"

Pulitzer laughed straight: "Look, I have the strength, but you have thrown yourself into a trap. To be honest, Mr. Schmidt, if you want to save your life, then please help us complete this 'wishful wish' thing." !"

Pulitzer and others absolutely do not believe that Schmidt is willing to give up his life.Protect the current interests for that Spanish princess!After all, Schmidt is just a part-time worker after all.Is it worth it to work hard for the benefit of the big boss?

"You guys are pushing people too hard! Get lost!"

Unexpectedly, under the aim of Senran's muzzle, Schmidt still raised his head, angrily reprimanded, and he was agitated.Crumpled the railway contract into a ball like the previous agreement, and slammed it hard at Pulitzer.

This time, the speed of the paper ball was much faster, and Pulitzer couldn't dodge it.He was hit in the nose by that ball of paper!

Just fulfilled a sentence: present world report, come fast!

Rao, it was just a ball of paper, but Pulitzer was also beaten to tears. God knows why Schmidt's wrist is so strong. Pulitzer felt as if he had been hit by a small iron ball, and his eyes went black in pain. , almost broke the bridge of the nose!

Pulitzer didn't know that Schmidt had been practicing the 13th set of broadcast gymnastics for the past few years, and his physique had reached an abnormal level. When he threw it with all his strength, the small ball of paper might have an momentum of more than ten kilograms !

Well, Pulitzer was lucky not to be disfigured on the spot.

"Asshole! Aww..."

Pulitzer cried out in pain, and almost fell under the table. Accompanied by his cry of pain, several rifles belonging to the Morgan family took a step forward, pointing directly at the furious Schmidt.

The rifle was so condescending that it missed Schmidt's angry eyes!

"Crack"..."Chi"... a moderate sound sounded in the room, but it was not a gunshot, but a white smoke rose behind Schmidt's seat.

"Tsk tsk tsk, this angle is really good. It seems that this photo can be on the front page of the "San Jose Mercury" as a headline news!"

Everyone in the room was stunned by the accident. King Klein and his group followed the voice and found that the person who spoke came out of the same place as the cloud of white mist.

That 'click' sound turned out to be a reporter taking photos!

"Who, who is it? Which reporter got in here?"

King Klay was the first to react. He glared at the place where the voice came from, and then he was shocked to find that the 'reporter' he was talking about was one of the five people brought in by Schmidt. .

Aren't those five people all wooden sculptures?Why is there a reporter in there?

"Oh, oh, sorry, sorry, it seems that my appearance scared everyone, tsk tsk, I didn't even hear what I just said clearly!"

The reporter put away the bulky camera, raised his face happily, and revealed a boy's face under the military cap: "Then let me introduce myself first, cough cough, my name is De Jong Wade, and now I am The deputy editor of the "San Jose Courier-Journal" is also the chief reporter who came to Alaska to shoot documentary content!"

Readers, do you still remember the young reporter who immigrated from Brazil?

That's right, he is Dejong Wade, a young reporter who seized the opportunity in San Francisco and worked hard to get ahead!

His story is also quite interesting to tell, but in order to prevent others from saying that the author procrastinated on purpose, so here is only a brief description.

Talk about that day.De Jong Wade took photos of the Hong family's distraught family. When he returned to the newspaper, he was praised by the editor-in-chief and removed the title of material reporter as a temporary worker. Forget it...and later.San Francisco's government agency and the Hongmen were reshuffled. Wade seized an opportunity and secretly joined the Hongmen. Later, Gao Tianyang took a fancy to him, trained him, and became one of the peripheral members of his intelligence organization.

Because De Jong Wade is smart and has a clean background, under Gao Tianyang's deliberate cultivation, he has now become the second in command of the "San Jose Courier-Journal".Actively act as the mouthpiece for Long Hao.

And this time Wade came to Alaska to cheer for Schmidt and to supplement the power of mainstream media for Huaxia Town.

"Shooting documentary content? What are you going to do with this?"

King Klay saw Wade's age clearly, and the initial panic in his eyes had disappeared. He stared at Wade viciously: "Hand over the camera, you are not qualified to take pictures of anyone here!"

Wade grinned, and hid behind a 'wood clay sculpture' beside him.Shouted loudly: "Why am I not qualified to shoot? The essence of news is to expose the truth, so that everyone in the world has the right and channels to know the truth! You representatives of business giants use such despicable means to force Schmidt Mr. signed an unequal business contract. I must expose this ugly behavior to the public! Don’t think that Alaska is far away from the mainland of the United States, and the justice here will be buried! I want to use this photo to let the United States and the world Readers of righteousness should comment and see what kind of contract needs to be signed by one party at gunpoint!"

Wade's teeth were sharp, and King Klay was speechless when he refuted immediately.And the unlucky Pulitzer was holding his almost broken nose and screaming in pain, and had no time to fight with Wade on eloquence.

Therefore, the room suddenly fell into a strange and unspeakable silence.

I have to admit that the timing and angle of Wade's capture are very good, Schmidt, who is furious and humiliated.Pointing at the black muzzles of Schmidt’s forehead, the cold, armed security guards, and the box containing contracts, pens, and ink pads between them, wow, this photo has been washed away Come out, as long as it is accompanied by appropriate text, a piece of news similar to "The new mining tycoon was forced by guns and signed an unequal business contract in the ice and snow" will be freshly released. As long as it is sold on the market, although it will not be harmful to Morgan and other The influence of the big consortium to shake the foundation, but after all, it is not a small trouble.

After reacting, King Klay and the others naturally didn't want to cause trouble. In their eyes, a little reporter like Wade was an ant that could be crushed to death at will, and they couldn't let him go today no matter what.He only relied on Schmidt to come in and take pictures, and now that Schmidt's life and death are in our hands, wouldn't it be easy to kill this little reporter?

Jin Kelai yelled at the security guards and pointed at Wade: "Catch him, if you dare to resist, I will allow you to shoot him!"

"Oh my god, the person in charge of the Rockefeller family is so majestic. I, the field and chief reporter of the "San Jose Mercury News", I am so scared!"

De Jong Wade screamed strangely, and turned into a dexterous 'monkey', jumping left and right, jumping from Schmidt's back to West's side in the blink of an eye, and then from Wes Mr. Morgan, who had a broken nose, once again made the face of the injured Mr. Morgan come into contact with the back of the chair. Having an intimate contact, the injury was added to the injury, and there was a horrible howl of ghosts and wolves from his mouth.

Wade was so nimble, like a lightning strike from the sky, which dazzled the security guards with guns. Any one of them, this responsibility is not something they, these little guards, can bear!

"Oh hehehe, hehehehe, why don't you shoot? Come on, come and hit me, don't you have a lot of guns, come on, kill me, and you can take back the camera in my hand !"

In the room, Wade's arrogant laughter was in stark contrast to the gloomy and dark faces of King Klay and the others, and the most pitiful thing was the guards with guns, aiming left and right, shooting no, no shooting Nor is it.Not only was he ridiculed by Wade's laughter, but he was also cursed silently by the six big 'boss' staring at him.

God knows how Wade has such agility, King Klay's face is almost turning green!Of course, half of it was pissed off, and the other half was squeezed by Wade as he drilled around...

When Wade's dirty and greasy hands wrung the handsome face of the handsome blond old man again, King Klay finally broke out.He yelled: "A group of idiots, don't look around, are you trying to shoot and kill one of us? Aim for Schmidt, this damn Indian monkey doesn't care about him, he doesn't stop Come down, and shoot Schmidt to death!"

Wade is a Brazilian immigrant, and his appearance and skin are biased toward Indians, so there is nothing wrong with King Klay calling him an 'Indian monkey'.

"Don't move! Listen carefully. Whoever moves will die!"

Just when the guards reacted and turned their guns around one after another, aiming at Schmidt and the other four 'wooden clay sculptures', Wade suddenly rushed to the door of the room, opened his arms, and screamed.

Who are you scaring?

Jin Kelai and others were stunned for a moment, and then snorted: You are hard to catch, this bastard monkey.But you still have the ability to make someone move and die?Do you think you are God?

Jin Kelai rubbed his bruised cheek vigorously, and said bitterly: "Ignore him. As long as he doesn't hand over the camera, guards, you will beat Schmidt to death!"

Jin Kelai paid the most attention to his appearance. Now that his handsome appearance has not been preserved, he has long since become angry and lost all his gentlemanly demeanor.It exposed the most brutal and violent side of the capitalists.

"Whoever you dare to shoot, you must be the one who dies!"

Wade blocked the door and continued to yell: "Mr. Schmidt has a powerful explosive pack strapped to him. As long as you pull the trigger, the explosive will blow up this wooden house into the sky. The people in the building , including you and me, will be blown to pieces, and no one will survive!"

With this shout, like Sun Wukong's immobilizing spell, everyone in the room, no matter which camp they belonged to, fell silent collectively.

Especially those security guards who almost shot, their fingers trembled even more, trembling on the trigger: Explosives that can blow up buildings?Just, right on Schmidt? !

Holding the idea that it is better to believe in something than not to believe in nothing, a few drops of cold sweat dripped from the foreheads of everyone on the side of the seven major consortiums. Although the veracity of what Wade said has not yet been confirmed, their vests are numb. It's like walking through the gate of hell.

"Stupid, idiot, still don't put down the gun? Do you want everyone to die together?"

Seeing the guards with trembling fingers, Jinklai wished to go up and strangle them to death and throw them out of the window. He wiped his sweaty forehead and shouted hoarsely.

The guards hurriedly moved their guns away from Schmidt's body as if being overwhelmed. They thought for a while at a loss, and suddenly they all aimed at... Wade!

Who let the monkey stop at the door?

There are explosives here, and the security guards are not stupid, they don't want to stay here for a moment!

"Oh, oh, don't you think I'm a soft persimmon and want to come and pinch me!"

Wade was smiling, and his chest with the camera hung high and tall: "Mr. Schmidt is not the only one with explosives on him, everyone, I, De Jong Wade, also have the same amount of explosives on my body, you guys Shoot me, and this building will also... bang, bang, fly to heaven! Wahahaha, coward..."

Wade's 'bang', using the ventriloquism he has been proficient since he was a child, simulated the sound of an explosion, causing a guard to drop the rifle in his hand to the ground in fright, and Wade couldn't help but laugh out loud. Extremely contemptuous.

"Well, well, this ridiculous farce should be over!"

Pulitzer Morgan finally came out temporarily from the pain in his nose, he covered his face, and spoke in a strange tone leaking the wind, he pointed to Schmidt and Wade: "Do you carry strong explosives with you? No, I don't believe it, I bet you're bluffing!"

Pulitzer did not believe that with Schmidt's status before he entered Mingyue Village, he would tie dangerous explosives to his body!

If it were him, Pulitzer, when he had tens of millions of dollars and thousands of well-equipped armed forces, he would never risk his life, so it can be inferred from this that Schmidt is lying!

Jin Kelai and others were also frightened by the "dynamite" for a while and their brains were short-circuited. At this moment, Pulitzer stood up to "point out the maze", as if Huang Zhong Dalu in the morning mist, and woke them up too!

They blushed and said one after another: "That's right, they are just bluffing and bluffing us, it's really abominable! Guards, quickly tie them up, take off their clothes, don't let a single one go... Uh, Damn, it's really bomb, bomb... dynamite!"

Before they finished speaking, Schmidt unbuttoned Denim Fan's jacket with a calm face, and four bulging packages were tied around his chest and abdomen!The package was tightly tied with a rope, and a fuse that could only be seen at the tail of the cannon protruded from the bottom of the package. At some point, a lighter appeared in Schmidt's hand. The blue flame was only a few centimeters away from the fuse. The distance, it seems that if the wind blows bigger, it can blow the flame to the fuse!

"Unfortunately, if you make a bet, Mr. Morgan, you will lose miserably..." Schmidt said lightly. (To be continued.)