Those team training players in Huaikan Town had their throats cut or stabbed in the heart.

The people who used to curse, yell, and jump around when they met have now turned into corpses.

A whole group of people who were all dressed up for intensive classes died so quietly?

Twenty lives!

At this rate, if a reinforced platoon of fifty people has guns, wouldn't it take just a few minutes to finish the game?

Passing the west checkpoint, the guard platoon and the special forces entered Huaikan Town smoothly. Under Dewey's identification, the manor in front was the mansion of Boss Gong in the town, with bunkers on both sides.

The special forces team easily overcame the sentry at the door and took most of the 30-man guard platoon, who were still sleeping, into a room and made them all prisoners.

The special forces members entered the mansion smoothly.

"Hey, you are so old, but you still play like an old cow and eat young grass. I really admire you!"

Luo Erhu looked at the naked old guy on the wooden kang and couldn't help but laugh.

After all, the old guy must be in his fifties or almost sixty, and there is a young woman hidden under the thin quilt.

Not to mention, she was quite coquettish in appearance, and she didn't look like a legitimate product. She was probably the number one in a brothel. She shivered and huddled up, looking very pitiful.

"Who are you, the Meishan Town Security Brigade, or the New Army? Tell me, if you want money, goods, or any information, I can give it to you!"

Old man Gong is not afraid of danger. It can be seen that he has been through a big scene and deserves to be the leader of Huaikan Town.

In fact, this old guy has no choice. Looking at the costumes and weapons and equipment of this group of strangers, it is obvious that they are not horse bandits. They have military style and are very powerful in combat.

His residence was guarded by almost a platoon of soldiers, the weapons were all imported from Germany, and the personnel were carefully selected.

As a result, they all became prisoners without hearing any sound.

This man has to bow his head under the eaves!

There is an old saying: If you keep the green hills, you won’t have to worry about having no firewood.

As long as you save your old life, you can start over from scratch!

"Where are your belongings?"

The masked Chen Tianhua slowly got in from behind the crowd. He didn't want to talk nonsense with this kind of person.

This guy is going to die, is it worth wasting his saliva?

The old man pointed to a corner of the bedroom.

There was a large iron cabinet that was as tall as a person, with a lock hanging on it, much like a large wardrobe.

The weight is over a ton, and it takes a lot of effort to transport it in.

"Open!"

Chen Tianhua cherishes his words like gold.

The old man took the key from his belt, tremblingly walked to the cabinet, inserted the key and turned the lock, not daring to play any tricks.

The people in front of him are all elites in the army. He, a man who is almost sixty years old, wants to fight with them?

Come on, I guess not all the bones in the body are left intact.

A person must know the current affairs!

With a "click...", the mechanical lock opened, and the iron door suddenly opened.

Oh shit! It's all filled with silver, one hundred taels and fifty taels per ingot, not even ten taels or five taels. The piles are like a hill, which is dazzling under the light.

Others could say that Dewey was dumbfounded and almost drooled.

Song Xiaoniu was so angry that he kicked him, which was so embarrassing.

"That's not right, why is it just such a small amount of money?" Chen Tianhua said with a frown.

Based on the volume estimate, the money will definitely not exceed two million taels.

Then he wanted to ask what the figure of five million taels was.

It is equivalent to a cube with a length of 2.55 meters, a width of 0.77 meters, and a height of one meter, and weighs about 3.5 tons.

The money in this iron cabinet is obviously less than this amount.

Chen Tianhua estimated that the shipment quantity in Huaikan Town was larger than that in Meishan Town.

It would be reasonable if the big boss divided the money himself.

Is there any money left over from the opium sold before?

All deposited into the bank, the bank?

This is impossible. These local rich people are as high as the mountains and as far away as the emperor. They only believe in physical gold and silver, which they can see and touch every day. They don't believe in banks at all. The banks will guarantee it for you.

There must be other places to hide the money.

At this time, the old man was still thinking: Anyone who sees so much money will be dizzy on the spot. Some people even start fighting among themselves to grab money from each other.

This money is enough to send people away, and it can also buy my own life.

Who would have thought that this guy with a masked face would think the money was too little!

Paralyzed, are you still not a human being?

Any robber in the past would have been able to survive. No matter who got such a huge sum of money, they would have let him live.

At such an age, how many years do you still have to live?

It doesn't matter whether they are horse bandits or some kind of security team or new army, but the purpose is still money after all.

Who among the rich will die as a soldier?

But now Chen Tianhua's vision and ideas are completely different from before.

Establishing a few entities on a small scale will not be able to cope with the changes in the domestic and international situation in the future.

If you want to develop rapidly in the future, especially if you are ambitious and want to become a prince, you must accumulate wealth quickly.

Now Chen Tianhua is no worse than a hungry wild wolf!

"I really have no money, everything is here!"

Old Gong put on a pitiful look, knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing and begging.

It really makes those who hear it sad and those who see it shed tears!

Even those who no longer have a good impression of him feel like letting him go after seeing this scene.

What's so sad is that he met the perceptive senior agent Chen Tianhua.

"Move the wooden kang away from me and see what's underneath!" he snorted coldly.

This old guy gave up his life rather than his wealth. He looked pitiful on the surface, but in fact his eyes were very calm, and there was a hint of luck hidden in his eyes.

Hehe, it means that his bottom line has not been touched yet.

The old man suddenly became anxious, jumped up from the ground and shouted:

"You can't do this. Those are my coffin books. You have to leave some for me, oh!"

Luo Erhu stepped forward and kicked him to the side. He grabbed his neck with both hands and twisted it hard, causing his neck to break with a click.

Two special forces members stepped forward, lifted the wooden kang aside, tied the woman with a quilt and threw her tightly to the ground.

At this time, a locked iron cover was exposed on the ground under the bed.

"Click..."

Song Xiaoniu lifted the butt of the gun and smashed the lock open.

Lift the iron cover to reveal a staircase leading underground.

Luo Erhu took the lead, turned on the flashlight handed over by Dewey and went in. He saw a candle holder on the wall.

"Crack..." There was a sound, and the basement lit up.

"Oh shit, boss, there's a lot of stuff down there!"

The basement is twenty-seven or eight square meters, and the things in it can be said to be too much or too little.

There is a pile of antiques on the cabinet at the entrance, a pile of jade stones in the east corner, and a pile of gold bricks and gold bars in the west corner.

Next to the iron cabinet there was a mountain-like pile of sacks. When I opened it and took a look, they were all filled with gold, silver and jewelry.

Wow, this is what is called wealth.
Chapter completed!