Genius commoner

Chapter 980 Red Warhead
Nearly four o'clock, Ye Zixuan left from Shen's garden.

During this period, Ye Zixuan not only chatted with Shen Tingwei for more than an hour, but also opened up with Zhao Guanxi. When the two parted from the back garden, Shen Jiaxin could clearly see Zhao Guanxi's excited smile, with relief, excitement, and longing. She was curious to find out What exactly did Ye Zixuan tell him, but Ye Zixuan just smiled and didn't answer.

Shen Jiaxin didn't break the casserole to ask the end, but vaguely guessed that the two conspired not only with Zhao Sisi, but also with Genting Casino, so she told Ye Zixuan to be careful in everything. After leaving Shen's house, Ye Zixuan never went back to the hotel and At the entrance, he directly took Kong Xiaohan and the others to the pier, and took over the special plane while the weather was still early.

"Brother, do you want to save Hong Niangzi's life?"

On the yacht that rolled up the water and rumbled to the moon, Ye Zixuan leaned on the deck to enjoy the sunset, received a long-distance call from Ivansky, the Hebrew guy didn't have too much hypocrisy, and asked straight to the point: " That woman is as cunning as a fox, bites people like a snake, and has a lot of blood on her hands, if you keep her, you might raise a tiger."

Ivansky curiously inquired about Ye Zixuan's motives: "Brother, are you greedy for her beauty? This woman is indeed attractive and mature enough, but there are more beautiful women in the world, there is no need to seek skins from tigers, Why don't you find some big Hebrew girls for you? They are all 1.8 meters tall, and the sound of making a bed can be heard for a kilometer."

"Brother, you think too much."

A smile flashed across Ye Zixuan's face, and he took up the topic softly: "There are so many beautiful women around me, how can I be greedy for a red lady? The reason why you want to keep her alive is because you want to use it as waste. Although you imprisoned her , These days, people must have forced confessions, but I can conclude that you didn't dig anything useful out of her mouth?"

Hearing Ye Zixuan's words, Ivansky sighed: "I don't want to appear incompetent in front of you, but the fact is as you expected, I didn't ask anything. These days, I'm going to torture her to death. But she just didn't say a word, if I didn't know the huge value of her body, I probably would have blown her head off with one shot."

"A few days ago, someone wanted to redeem her, and the asking price was 15 billion."

In Ye Zixuan's quiet listening, Ivansky added another sentence: "I feel that it is a conspiracy by Ding'an Island. Redemption is fake, and playing tricks is real. If you just detain me as a prisoner of democracy, the Indians will take it again." The Hebrew Exchange Hall was flooded, and I don’t want to let the tiger go back to the mountain, after all, the red lady will take revenge on us at any cost.”

"So I ignored the other party's request."

Ivansky said leisurely: "Besides, I am not short of this money."

Then he seemed to catch something and asked: "Brother, we have used all kinds of methods, and we almost chopped her into eighteen pieces, but we can't pry that woman's mouth open. You have a way to smooth her out!" ? If she is really valuable to you, I don't mind throwing it to you. It would be a pity to kill this woman without extracting some value."

Ye Zixuan was blowing the cool sea breeze, holding the satellite phone and responded with a smile: "Murder and set fire, brother, you are better than me. When dealing with women, I am better than you. To tell you the truth, when I ran into her father, I just wanted to talk to her." The Lord of your redemption, I have reached an agreement with him, I guarantee that Hong Niangzi will live, and he will take action against Yunding for me."

Ivansky whispered, "Zhao Guanxi?"

Ye Zixuan did not mean that Ivansky knew the details of the red lady, and responded very frankly: "Yes, it is Zhao Guanxi. He asked my future father-in-law Shen Tingwei for help. He hoped to find contacts to negotiate with you. I happened to be at the scene and thought it would be profitable. , I agreed to this matter, I tried to save her daughter, and he dealt with Genting Casino for me."

Ivansky was a little curious: "With Ye Gong's current strength, Zhao Guanxi is still needed to deal with Yunding? An old man who has passed away, can he be compared to Ye Gong's elite?"

Ye Zixuan responded with a smile: "Yunding Group has always been the top family of Yama, and Lin Jiulong is the hero who conferred the title by the king. It is impossible for Ye Gong to take the way of conquering Nanyue and deal with the three Ruan brothers to kill Yunding Group. It is self-inflicted perish, and will be suppressed by the international community, and these days, we must pay attention to the teacher's reputation."

He unbuttoned a button, enjoying the sea breeze blowing on his chest: "Although Ye Gong has the pretense of having [-]% of Yunding shares, the reason is too trivial. It has always promised the Xu family that Yunding Group still has the final right of interpretation. Opening up a confrontation may damage Genting's reputation, but it will definitely not get support from the public."

"Zhao Guanxi is the best knife."

Ivansky nodded: "Think far-reaching."

Ye Zixuan told Ivansky directly about his calculations: "If he helps me take down Genting Casino, I will help him rescue the red lady alive. If he fails and loses, then his daughter will be at the mercy of fate. But during the war between him and Genting Casino, I will try to keep the matchmaker alive and arrange for them to meet."

He also added meaningfully: "This is far better than killing the red lady, right?"

As soon as the words fell, Ivansky laughed out loud, with an unconcealed appreciation in his tone: "Brother, you are really a talent, a hard rock like Hong Niang, you forcefully squeeze out a large piece of peanut oil, The red lady refuses to open her mouth, but her father can, Zhao Guanxi is a character, and his value is not inferior to that of the red lady."

Ye Zixuan smiled and threw out a sentence: "One more thing, regardless of whether Zhao Guanxi can win the Genting Casino in the end, the red lady will definitely abandon the past and be grateful when she sees her father working so hard. Once the hatred in her heart is resolved and softened, she will also She will be concerned about her father's life and death, and then we will talk to her about Ding'an Island, and she will not be tough."

Ivansky admired it sincerely: "It's beautiful."

Ye Zixuan changed the subject: "Brother, I will reserve [-]% of Yunding shares for you. My brothers are welcome."

Ivansky was taken aback for a moment, then sighed softly: "Sure enough, he is a good brother."

Without much thought, Ivansky added: "You have told me the truth about this matter, and I also promise you that I will save the life of the red lady and treat her a little better. When you need her, I'll send her there, and there's no need to worry about Ding'an Island, they're in a state of desperation right now, and they don't even care about the life and death of Hong Niang."

Ye Zixuan said leisurely: "Thank you driver."

After hanging up the phone, Ye Zixuan felt relieved for a while, and the matter was basically under his control. Although Yunding Group had a lot of [-]% shares in the future, Ye Zixuan knew that it was hard to get rich by himself, so if he didn't share some of the cake, Ivansky He didn't have much motivation, and he couldn't explain to the organization that the red lady was alive, and he needed to match his interests.

What's more, Yunding Group's [-]% stake is still a castle in the sky, and Ye Zixuan doesn't care about it.

After making the phone call, Ye Zixuan was not idle. He opened the email and read several briefings from Ye Gong, and then opened the email from He Feicui. Ye Zixuan roughly scanned the information about Weiss Red Gate, its scale, manpower, and scope of activities. After a few glances, I had a preliminary understanding of what the Red Gate was doing, and finally squinted my eyes to look at the symbol of the Red Gate, the red warhead.

The White Tiger Gang wants to mark their fingers, and the Red Gate wants bullets to pass through their arms, leaving scars, which are then tattooed as a mark.

"interesting."

After reading the briefing, Ye Zixuan left his mobile phone aside, leaned on the sofa of the yacht, closed his eyes, and meditated. The blue sky, sunset, and seagulls made people feel very happy. After more than an hour, the yacht arrived at Huanyue Wharf smoothly. Feng came early The formalities had already been completed, so as soon as the yacht docked, Ye Zixuan left unimpeded, passing through the VIP passage to the outside of the pier.

As soon as he, Kong Xiaohan and the others appeared, Fenglai, who was dressed in black and had a cropped cut, brought people up to greet him. Although she lacked a bit of femininity, she was more capable and domineering. Seeing this, several passengers along the way avoided each other. , afraid of accidentally causing trouble, Feng Lai quickly walked up to Ye Zixuan, and greeted him respectfully:
"Young Master Ye, good afternoon."

Ye Zixuan gave her a hug: "Hello, Fenglai."

Feng Lai was not twitchy, she has always been a boy, and after the death of the ghost king, she even supported half of Huanyue Jidao, so she hugged Ye Zixuan calmly, and responded with a smile: "Young Master Ye, I have worked hard all the way, I have already arranged the convoy and the room, now should I go to the airport or go back to the main hall?"

Ye Zixuan rubbed his head, and glanced at the sky: "It will be dark until 07:30, there is still time, let's go to the airport, I won't sign for it, my family keeps nagging."

Feng Lai smiled emotionally: "How many people wish to have such a family."

"Haha, stop talking about this, let's go to the airport."

Ye Zixuan waved his hand: "After going to the airport to sign for the receipt, let's go back to the main hall to gather together."

Fenglai turned his left hand: "Young Master Ye, please."

Ten minutes later, a group of people quickly got into the convoy prepared by Fenglai, and slowly left the pier and drove towards the airport. All BMWs, not considered luxurious, not considered blinking, blended in the traffic on Huanyue Street without startling passers-by. I'm a little curious, although it's the rush hour, but I was lucky today, there was no traffic jam for the first time, so the itinerary went smoothly.

Just as he was about to enter the gate of the airport, a black Mercedes-Benz car suddenly cut in front and rushed to enter the airport. Because the automatic railing in front had not yet been raised, the Mercedes-Benz car that turned sharply and suddenly braked suddenly. With a distance of several meters between the cars, thanks to Feng Lai's quick reaction, he slammed on the brakes with one foot, so he didn't hit the car.

"Damn it, how did you drive!"

It's just that the sudden brake of the car caused Ye Zixuan to lean forward and almost hit the back of the seat. Feng Lai didn't care about being aggrieved. Seeing that Ye Zixuan was almost injured, he also looked sullen with guilt, and directly opened the window. Pointing to the Mercedes-Benz car in front of him and cursing, after venting his dissatisfaction, he planned to let it go and not meet the other party.

Maybe the car window of the other party was not closed tightly, or maybe the owner saw Fenglai swearing from the rearview mirror, or maybe he saw Fenglai was a woman, and a middle-aged man pushed the car door and walked over aggressively. He directly slapped Fenglai. Come to the window of the car: "What quality? What virtue? Didn't your parents teach you how to be a human being?"

"Don't know how to keep the distance between cars when driving?"

The middle-aged man who was at fault in the first place turned around and beat him up, and taught Feng Lai and Ye Zixuan a lesson: "Crash our car, can you afford it?"

Feng Lai was furious, and wanted to push the door to get out of the car, but Ye Zixuan waved his hand to stop him, but only looked at the mark on the middle-aged man's arm, a red bullet tattoo.

red door.

(End of this chapter)