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Brother Qin stumbled out and ran after him.

Zhang Ga watched this scene with great interest, smoking a cigarette.

Looking at Yang Qian whose clothes were shaking while running, and looking at Brother Qin who lost his mind.

The flames of cigarette butts flickered in the darkness.

"what!"

Yang Qian stopped suddenly and screamed again.

She saw Zhang Ga, her eyes met.

Zhang Ga put one hand in his pocket, and looked at this beautiful but terrified woman.

Brother Qin was also stunned behind, and after a while, he hesitated and said: "You... Are you Zhang Ga?"

When Yang Qian heard this name, her eyes suddenly brightened, she gritted her teeth, and ran to Zhang Ga's side, begging in a low voice: "Mr. Zhang, help me..."

Zhang Ga stepped aside slightly. Although this woman had no makeup on at all and was wearing training clothes, she still had a faint scent.

However, Zhang Ga moved half a step away, not because he didn't like the smell, but purely out of precaution and instinct.

He is not used to being approached suddenly by strangers.

Zhang Ga glanced at Brother Qin and Yang Qian, and said calmly, "Go back to sleep, running around here is prohibited."

Brother Qin took a deep look at Yang Qian, turned his head and left.

When Brother Qin's figure disappeared from the darkness, Zhang Ga turned to look at Yang Qian: "Are you still leaving?"

Yang Qian looked in the direction where Brother Qin disappeared, with a bit of hesitation in her fearful eyes.

But Zhang Ga's tone was unquestionable, so she had no choice but to walk towards the dormitory.

……

Moon to midday.

Belonging to two construction companies, more than a dozen heavy engineering vehicles rumbled into the border of Garland.

Under the protection of [-] black Mambas and a helicopter, they headed for the goal named "Victory Heights".

Chapter 207 Is it intentional or not

"what!"

A scream sounded.

In the mountainous terrain of the shooting range, Mr. Luo covered his shoulders and roared towards the cover behind him: "Qin Peng, you are fucking blind!"

"pause!"

The captain of the funeral with yellow hair raised his hand and announced the suspension of training.

Then he jumped down from the rock watching the battle, walked up to the two of them, and asked coldly, "What are you doing?"

Teacher Luo looked grim, pointing at Brother Qin and yelling, "This idiot hit me with a gun!"

Brother Qin had already come out from behind the bunker, looked at Teacher Luo coldly, and said nonchalantly: "It's just a painful bullet, and it's not a real bullet. Will it kill you if you hit it?"

"What did you say?" Teacher Luo jumped up and punched Brother Qin in the face.

The latter was caught off guard and fell heavily to the ground.

"Fuck you!"

Brother Qin roared angrily, got up on the ground on all hands and feet, and rushed towards Teacher Luo with red eyes.

"Snapped!"

Before the two of them had contact for the second time, Zunai grabbed their necks with one hand.

The hands of the funeral love were like iron tongs, firmly pressing the heads of the two on the rock.

"what--"

Brother Qin roared in his throat, and grabbed Teacher Luo with both hands.

Teacher Luo's obese body was also writhing desperately, and a pair of gold-rimmed glasses had already fallen to his feet.

The faces of both of them were flushed, but neither of them planned to give in.

All the people gathered around looked at each other in blank dismay.

There was a look of puzzlement and horror in his eyes.

"Hey, hey, the world is not about fighting and killing, why bother!"

At this time, Brother Pingtou ran over from a distance and helped to separate the two of them. While pushing Teacher Luo away, he persuaded: "The rivers and lakes should talk about human relationships, right? Keep the green hills, God will not starve to death blind sparrows!"

"What the hell!"

Teacher Luo frowned, struggled to free Brother Pingtou's hands, straightened his training uniform, and bent down to pick up his glasses.

Unexpectedly, before the hand touched the frame, a foot suddenly stretched out.

"Snapped!"

The gold-rimmed glasses were trampled to pieces by Brother Qin.

"Lying grass, you uncle!!!"

Mr. Luo, a financial elite, instantly transformed into a hot-blooded young man in a small town, and beat Brother Qin with a sweet breath.

Brother Pingtou instantly felt very humiliated, and roared angrily, "They all want to enter the military camp to receive education, don't they? Huh?"

He kicked Mr. Luo who was on Brother Qin's body, leaned over and slapped Brother Qin's big mouths, and both of them were dumbfounded at once.

……

The training session had to enter the intermission.

Funeral Love had originally come here temporarily to act as an instructor, and had no task of leading a group.

So when the time came, I went to eat on my own.

Here Hood and Pingtou are in charge of organizing the tour group for lunch.

Lunch is Arabian style. Everyone sits in a circle, and two large pots of rice are piled on the round tablecloth in the middle.

The rice is topped with a variety of grilled meats, roasted vegetables, stewed potatoes, and various dishes in marinades.

Everyone was eating in silence. Teacher Luo suddenly wiped his mouth, raised his hand and said to Hood: "Mr. Hood, I want to ask for leave to get a pair of glasses."

He was worried that Hood didn't understand the meaning of glasses, so he specially explained: "I must have a pair of eyes, otherwise I can't see things in the distance clearly."

Hood nodded and said, "Understood, you can go back to the town first and find the transportation captain Dam, and you should have a car to go to the Thousand Stars Alliance in the afternoon."

Teacher Luo nodded, stood up and left.

But before he took two steps, he staggered and almost kicked a stone.

At this time, Brother Qin also stood up and said, "I'll go with Teacher Luo. I'm also at fault for this matter. I'm willing to compensate Teacher Luo for his glasses."

Hood nodded with a smile, and said, "Yes, yes, I am very happy to see you reconciled."

Teacher Luo had a gloomy face, but he did not refuse.

Brother Qin came out from the crowd, stepped forward to support him, then stopped suddenly, turned to look at Yang Qian, and asked coldly: "Xiao Yang, don't you have a stomachache, let's go back together?"

Unexpectedly, Yang Qian trembled all over, her face turned pale, she shook her head vigorously and said, "No, no, my stomach doesn't hurt!"

On the side, Mr. Wang looked at Brother Qin strangely, and then at Yang Qian, with a look of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He noticed Yang Qian's wording, she said "the stomach doesn't hurt", not "the stomach doesn't hurt anymore".

This is to deny Qin Peng's words.

Qin Peng is lying.

On the opposite side of Mr. Wang, Xiao Jie, the queen of micro-business, and Ma Chenggong, the boss of online loans, all showed playful expressions.

Sensing the subtle emotional changes in the crowd, Qin Peng took a deep look at Yang Qian and gritted his teeth unwillingly.

Said to Teacher Luo: "Then let's go first."

Teacher Luo nodded.

Seeing the figures of the two disappear out of sight, Ma Chenggong, the boss of the online loan, suddenly said, "Do you think these two will come back?"

No one answered.

Those who came to join the tour group, except for two young women who came to play with their husbands, and an innocent young man who came with his older sister, were all people with at least a little money and no fools.

Basically, they all noticed the weird atmosphere inside.

Brother Pingtou and Hood, sitting in another seat, curled their lips.

"Old Hood!" Brother Pingtou laughed, "Do you think that Qin's shot was intentional or accidental?"

"This... this I don't know..."

Hood smiled, grabbed a lamb chop, and carefully took a bite.

"Hehe, you elders are all fucking old foxes!"

Brother Pingtou made a complaint.

"No, no, I'm not an elder, only the group of elders is an elder." Hood smiled humbly.

……

When Qin Peng and Teacher Luo returned to the dormitory, they rushed to their respective rooms impatiently.

Teacher Luo directly locked the door, and quickly flipped through the inner pocket of the luggage bag.

A wad of U.S. bills and two wads of Middle Eastern money were there.

I simply tidied up and stuffed all the few luggage into the bag.

Then he grabbed the spare glasses by the bedside and put them on.

Opening the door, he hurried out to meet Qin Peng.

Qin Peng's items were simpler, and he took his bag and left.

It's just that when he passed the girls' dormitory, he stared at Yang Qian's room fiercely, with a look of unwillingness all over his face.

"Hehe, are you still thinking about Star Yang?"

Teacher Luo walked behind Qin Peng with his bag in his hand, and said jokingly.

"Pfft! Bitch!" Qin Peng said bitterly.

"Let's go abroad..." Teacher Luo suddenly smiled wryly and shook his head, "Look at me, I still have the illusion that this is in China. When you arrive in a free country, you have money, what kind of women can't you find?"

"You don't understand!" Qin Peng gritted his teeth and said, "That woman holds two trusts with Kong Songtao, and they were all operated abroad by Kong Songtao little by little over the years."

Teacher Luo was taken aback for a moment, and asked, "How many?"

Qin Peng said: "A sum of more than 8000 million yuan, the amount is unknown, at least [-] million yuan, and the beneficiaries are all Yang Qian."

After hearing this, Teacher Luo took a deep breath: "So much?"

"It's just a conservative estimate!" Qin Peng said, "How much money do you think Kong Songtao's real estate company has?

"It's just a fucking empty shelf. The money is all borrowed from the bank, and the profits have long been transferred abroad.

"However, there are some restrictions on these two trusts. Yang Qian has no right to operate and can only receive a fixed annual living allowance of [-] Euros.

"That's why I asked you, a professional, to cooperate. I plan to find a way to get the money out after we arrive in Europe!"

Chapter 208 The Tourist Group With Their Own Ghosts

It is said that Yang Qian benefited from these two trusts, but in fact Kong Songtao is the actual ruler.

Yang Qian just issued a passport for opening an account and used it as Lao Kong's pocketbook.

Kong Songtao has prepared tens of billions for himself, and a young and beautiful partner, ready to go abroad at any time to live the rest of his unfettered life.

The greedy look in Teacher Luo's eyes flashed past.

He glanced at his watch, frowned and said, "Then what should we do? We don't have much time...you can think of a way to trick Yang Qian away?"