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Zhang Pin was actually a little depressed about this.

As 1997 is approaching, Zhang Pin actually still wants to participate in this handover ceremony and wants to continue to contribute to a smooth handover.

Even when it came to the fact that Hong Kong didn't want him to go back, Zhang Pin couldn't help but have some conspiracy theories.

After all, everyone knows Zhang Pin’s position.

The British side obviously does not want a smooth handover and is deliberately playing it badly and even luring Hong Kong Island into a cesspool, with the purpose of disgusting the Rabbits.

However, he was indeed in some trouble at the moment. Zhang Pin thought about it and realized that although he had good intentions, if he really showed up in Hong Kong Island, it would probably cause a severe storm.

The temptation of 200 million US dollars. When Zhang Pin himself encounters something that can generate 200 million US dollars in profit, he can't help but get involved. So it won't be surprising if other people are tempted by Zhang Pin's 200 million US dollars.

So he agreed to Fatty Huang's subtle request without hesitation.

In fact, he is not ready to go back now.

After all, the bounty isn't over yet.

Originally, he thought that after he had taken control of the Berlin Continental Hotel and eliminated the leader of the Antonio family, the other forces at the High Table would definitely not continue after seeing his abilities.

It stands to reason that if he could deal with the members of Antonio's family, then it wouldn't be difficult to deal with others.

But now it seems that Zhang Pin overestimated his deterrent power and underestimated the arrogance of other forces on the high platform over the years.

Moreover, Zhang Pin thought that his ability to kill his way through an entire mainland hotel and a mansion by himself was extremely exaggerated, but in fact, for an ancient force like Gaotaizhuo, people like Zhang Pin were rare.

But with so many people in the world, and if the world line is extended, there will always be a few people appearing every year or every few years.

Of course, Zhang Pin didn’t think that he was truly unique, although this was a fact.

Since these guys are not going to stop the war, Zhang Pin will naturally continue killing them.

Casablanca.

This city in Morocco, North Africa, is adjacent to the Western Sahara Desert and is part of the Middle East, so the people's clothing style is also very typical of the Middle Eastern style.

After all, most people here cover their faces all day long and their clothes are very loose.

Zhang Pin was even a little curious about how people here could identify each other's acquaintances.

Of course, this was also because he was bored, so he had such empty thoughts.

The main reason why he came to Casablanca was to find out one thing, that is, the senior people at the high table occasionally leaked news from here.

The reason why Zhang Pin came directly to Casablanca was mainly because this group of high-level forces was too difficult to find.

He was worried that if he attacked other high-level forces directly, the other party might be frightened and hide away, and it would be difficult for him to find them again.

Because of this, in order not to miss the opponent, Zhang Pin set the opponent as his first target.

Since the other party wanted his life, Zhang Pin naturally couldn't be magnanimous enough to let the other party go. He has always been a petty person.

When Zhang Pin arrived in Casablanca, his destination was no other place than the Continental Hotel here.

In order not to alert the enemy, Zhang Pin did not directly ask the locals.

But he was not worried that he would not be able to find it.

"Give me this, this, and this. How much?"

Zhang Pin stood at a handicraft stall that people had to take a detour to when passing by. He spoke halting English and selected a few handicrafts by communicating with gestures.

Then he casually took out a bundle of cash worth several hundred US dollars.

"Fifty!"

When the stall owner saw the banknotes in Zhang Pin's hand, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he opened his mouth and shouted out a sky-high price.

Zhang Pin had no intention of bargaining. He just repeated the number for confirmation and took out two twenty-dollar bills and a ten-dollar bill and handed them over.

Tourism has always been one of Morocco's important industries, but overcharging tourists is not uncommon everywhere.

The handicrafts on the stall owner's stall were probably made by Rabbit, but the other party was eyeing his money, but he was eyeing the other party's local channels.

As an old hand, Zhang Pin has seen all kinds of antiques. It is impossible for him not to recognize that these things are handicrafts.

He flaunted his wealth so openly, and his purpose was naturally very simple.

“Have fun, my friend!”

The stall owner didn't expect to meet such a straightforward sucker, and his mouth was almost smiling.

However, this guy was obviously still unsatisfied. He deliberately said flattering words, but his hands moved quickly and secretly stuffed a locator into one of the handicrafts selected by Zhang Pin.

It has to be said that as high technology becomes more and more popular, the methods used by criminals have also been upgraded.

Zhang Pin felt relieved after seeing the other party's actions.

He had been at the market for a while. The reason he chose this stall owner was that he not only looked ferocious, but many locals were also very afraid of him. He was obviously the bully of the market.

After all, the Continental Hotel is a killer organization, and they are naturally timid.

So it is impossible for them to openly fight GG among ordinary people and let everyone know of their existence.

However, the hotel needs orders from ordinary people. After all, assassination sounds very grand, but in fact most of the orders are generated by ordinary people.

Because of this, the hotel needs to make its existence known to those who have a demand for this business.

Including most of the registered killers in mainland hotels, they are actually ordinary people.

Because of this, just like the last time Zhang Pin was in Berlin, he found out the location of the Continental Hotel from the taxi driver. Zhang Pin can be sure that the Continental Hotel in Casablanca should be in a similar situation.

Since this stall owner looks like a close friend of the market, he must know where the Continental Hotel is.

So after buying the handicrafts, Zhang Pin gave the other party another chance, looked curious, and walked towards a remote alley nearby.

When the stall owner saw Zhang Pin's work, his eyes suddenly lit up, and then he looked to the side calmly.

There were three idle guys over there playing some poker games together.

After receiving the message from the stall owner, they put away their game props while cursing and left in different directions.

After circling a few times, the three people who left soon gathered towards the alley where Zhang Pin was, blocking several possible ways to leave the alley.

"stop!"

Zhang Pin walked slowly in the alley, and as expected, he was soon stuck inside.

"Hand over all the money you have, and we can spare your life."

One of the thugs pulled out a dagger while speaking.

Behind him, there were two other thugs.

"What did you say?"

Zhang Pin looked at the other party in confusion.

It wasn't that Zhang Pin was deliberately provoking the other party, but this guy's spoken English was even worse than that of an Indian, and he really didn't understand what the other party was saying.

"Give me the money! I'll let you go, or else, do you understand?"

Seeing Zhang Pin's puzzled look, the man guessed that Zhang Pin did not understand what he said, so he spoke one word at a time, while not forgetting to show the dagger in his hand as a deterrent.

"Oh, you want to sell this dagger, okay, how much?"

This time, Zhang Pin understood what the other party meant.

Of course, even if the other party didn't explain, seeing that the three of them deliberately stopped me, I could probably guess that they were preparing to rob me.

However, now that the other party was ready to communicate with him, Zhang Pin was not in a hurry to take action.

Because he still had to wait and see if the stall owner would come over.

The guy who stopped Zhang Pin obviously only partially understood English. After all, if he really knew a foreign language, with Morocco's tourism industry, he could make a lot of money as a tour guide or translator. Why would he have to be a gangster in a market like this?

At this moment, he only roughly understood the two common phrases "OK" and "how much money" from Zhang Pin's words.

So I thought Zhang Pin understood what I meant and was bargaining with me.

"All! All the money, understand?"

Morocco is a country that relies mainly on tourism, and when it comes to tourism, the thing that people fear the most is news related to the safety of travelers.

So relatively speaking, even if the local Moroccans overcharge or rob tourists, it is rare for anyone to die.

After all, if news of missing or dead tourists really appeared frequently, it would be a huge blow to the local tourism industry.

Therefore, the authorities have naturally taken a very strong approach in cracking down on factors that affect the tourism industry.

This is true even for petty robbers.

Otherwise, in the Moroccan environment, robbery should not be carried only with a dagger, but with a pistol.

"No, No, No, at most twenty dollars, this dagger is not worth much."

Naturally, Zhang Pin would not agree to the gangster's request.

"Hey, boss, this foreigner thinks you want to sell him the dagger, and now he's negotiating the price with you."

While Zhang Pin was communicating with the gangster holding the dagger, another person behind him probably understood what Zhang Pin meant, and he immediately explained it to his boss.

"ah?"

The gangster was dumbfounded.

He turned his head and looked at his two younger brothers: "Do we look like good people?"

The two younger brothers shook their heads repeatedly, they were not good people at all.

"Then how could he misunderstand?" The gangster was very depressed.

Younger Brother A: "As for the foreigners, they don't know that we are bad people. In their eyes, we are all poor people who look the same. It's normal that they can't recognize us."

Younger Brother B: "Yes, yes, I think foreigners all look the same, except for their skin color."

The two younger brothers seemed to understand this.

"Robbery, we are robbing, do you understand?"

The gangster had no choice but to wave the dagger again to intimidate Zhang Pin.

Zhang Pin: "Robbery, how can you rob with just a dagger like this?"

He looked at the three thugs with curiosity, and at this time he heard footsteps approaching, so Zhang Pin took out a pistol from his arms.

"Only this kind of person can rob!"

Plop X3——

The three thugs who were blocking Zhang Pin's way suddenly felt their legs go weak and they knelt down.

Although these three men were small hooligans, they were obviously very sensible and had no moral principles, so they knelt down very quickly.

"Have mercy, big brother!"

"Why are you calling me big brother? What's wrong with you guys? It takes too long."

Just as the three hooligans knelt down and begged for mercy, the stall owner who had winked at them before walked in.

They are so experienced, it certainly can't be their first time to rob someone.

In the past, when they met wealthy outsiders, generally speaking, as long as they showed their prowess, these tourists would tactfully hand over their money.

The stall owner was waiting outside and saw that there was no movement for a long time. Neither the robbers nor the robbed ones came out, so he couldn't help but run in to see what was going on. He was even worried that the three thugs had robbed too much money and ran away.

He was just turning the corner when he heard someone calling "Brother" and thought they were calling him.

So he originally wanted to speak out to remind the other party, but who knew that as soon as he entered the alley, he saw Zhang Pin with a black pistol in his hand.

Plop——

Now Zhang Pin understood why these three gangsters knelt down so quickly. It turned out that this was a tradition.

"come over!"

Zhang Pin waved to the stall owner.

The stall owner's face was full of fear, but he was very cooperative in his actions. He didn't even stand up, but just moved over on his knees.

"Good man, spare my life!"

The stall owner was really scared.

Although they are gangsters, they are only after money and dare not kill people.

After all, if tourists are ripped off, they can say that they are willing to take the blame. Even if they are robbed, they can only say that they are unlucky and accidentally went to a remote place.

But if they were killed, the Moroccan authorities would move in to clean up people like them.

The stall owners and others have no backing, so naturally they dare not confront the authorities.

They usually rely on their local status and numbers to scare foreign tourists.

When he encountered a tough guy, he immediately became sensible.

"Well, great, do you know where the Continental is?"

Zhang Pin was very satisfied with the four people's tact, so he started asking directly.

"The Grand Continental, we know, we know."

When the stall owner kneeling on the ground heard Zhang Pin's question, he immediately thought he had guessed Zhang Pin's identity.

Just as Zhang Pin guessed, as local thugs, they naturally knew something about the killer organization in the Mainland Hotel.

Mainland hotels only entertain registered killers within the organization, so Zhang Pin's identity is self-evident.

However, when the stall owner thought of Zhang Pin's identity as a killer, he quickly lowered his head so that Zhang Pin could not see his expression.

When he lowered his head, he secretly exchanged glances with the three people behind him.

The four of them have been working together for many years, and seeing the excitement hidden in the stall owner's eyes, they naturally understood what he meant.

So the gangster who was kneeling in the front with a dagger in his hand immediately moved closer to Zhang Pin quietly.

Because the stall owner and the three hooligans were kneeling facing each other, Zhang Pin was now asking questions to the stall owner, so naturally he had his back to the three hooligans.

call--

Just as the stall owner was introducing the situation of the Casablanca Continental Hotel to Zhang Pin, the gangster who had been prepared suddenly leaned forward, clenched the dagger in his hand and stabbed towards Zhang Pin's waist.

puff--