(I feel that the plots of the recent chapters are very dark and black-hearted. So, continue today... PS I feel a little unconfident and overly obsessed with ten thousand words recently. This is a problem and I need to change it.)

I wonder if you have ever thought about this question, that is, why did the country crack down on drug-product crime so severely? And if you are careful, you will find that not only China, but governments around the world have ordinary consensus on this point. Drug-product crime is different from traditional crimes. It belongs to the emerging criminal field. In terms of time, it is even later than economic crime. The Opium War broke out in China in 1840, but in fact, this did not happen that Britain discovered and knew how much time it was to use opium to purify drugs.

That's all. However, countries that need to vigorously manage emerging crimes should be developed countries whose economies have developed and are more concerned about people's livelihood and welfare. In fact, almost all countries, especially China, are in a state of being facing a great enemy. We really rarely see those in power in a crime field that is not directly threatening their rule. Therefore, it is already very obvious here; poisons actually have a deeper meaning for a country.

Speaking of the Opium War just now, it is actually a very obvious example. Britain almost completely subverted the Qing Dynasty's regime through drugs. Then it continued, and the people who ruled this country for a long time and even included the former decision-makers. Of course, today, the miracle of the Opium War cannot be replicated. However, the control of the drug on a person and even the country is still so significant. In addition, drug-generated also has a fundamental attribute that makes people rich. Frankly speaking, the country hopes to see someone get rich, because the more wealth a person has, it will naturally become more out of the control of the ruler. People master force, control the territory by force, and sell drugs on the territory, and then control more people... Wang Qibu in the previous life

He was able to accumulate such a huge ability in a short period of time, and the fundamental reason was that he controlled drugs and then controlled more people to work for him. In this life, his identity naturally could not allow him to do such a significant but heavy work like he did in his previous life. Specifically, the US government could tolerate a descendant of a political criminal who did some illegal activities in the United States to crack down on top Chinese leaders, but it would never be possible to allow the grandson of the Chinese Prime Minister to make money and establish power in the United States so unscrupulously. Therefore, Wang Qibu, who was not willing to have this part of the resources, could only find a qualified agent for his drug business in the United States. Obviously, he was interested in the young Tang who was sitting in front of him.

"Huh!" Tim Gambino, who breathed out a strong breath, said, "That is to say, this is actually an issue that I can't refuse? Unless I don't want to continue to engage in this career."

"At least, the Golden Triangle, you should not think about the places in the Middle East. I can't ban the silver Triangle in Latin America for the time being, but that price...unless you are willing to lose money and make a name for publicity. Uh, the loss of money and make a name for publicity means to implement negative profits to ensure the market. Uh, but I don't recommend you to apply for subsidies at the Ministry of Commerce." As he has been acting so relaxed. Wang Qibu even used a humor that would not make the other party laugh to end his threat. That's right,

It's a threat. He was thinking of using the most effective method to achieve his demands in the fastest time. He was actually very busy, so busy that no matter how long he was with the most dangerous guy in the United States and the most powerful Tang Sheng, he would meet Wu Gui and hold a conference call with the British crew before dark. In addition, although his scenes in "The Princess Diary" have been filmed, he still had to pick up Anne and take her home later. He promised that he didn't want to be slutty.

"king, you should know that no one can speak to Don Tim Gambino like this." Jesse, who had been silent all the time, finally burst into emotions. As he said this, several double flower red sticks standing behind them took out their guns and pointed directly at Wang Qibu.

However, what surprised Jesse was that the arrogant guy in front of him not only did not have a trace of fear, anger and other negative emotions, but also showed a helpless smile like a child who caused trouble. He, that is, Wang Qibu, said, "Jesse, you will feel guilty for the death of these people for life." As soon as he finished speaking, "Puff", "Puff", "Puff" and "Puff" four pure-blooded mafia guards fell to the ground. Apart from the sound of the earth's gravity contacting the floor, there was no sound.

"What is this time?" Wang Qibu passed Tim Gambino and Jesse, who were a little panicked, and asked the person who was walking into the door at this moment.

"Toothpicks. There are many such things in the hotel." The answer to Wang Qibu is naturally Yue Xiaochen with eye poop on his eyes. "In addition, I'm very curious about why you are always pointed at a gun on your head.

"Uh, do you think that Tian Niying can't explain it?" Not sure, but Wang Qibu still tried to answer the question raised by Yue Xiaochen.

"If I were God, you would definitely live forever, because then you would never have to see you again." Yue Xiaochen walked in and took a basket of shrimp dumplings from the meal cart by the door.

"Classmate, it hurts my self-esteem when you say this." Wang Qibu showed exaggerated loss, and then suddenly felt that he shouldn't neglect the guest, and he said to Tim Gambino, whose sweat had already flowed down from his forehead. "Tim, my friend is here to add a seat, don't you mind?"

"No, of course I don't mind." Tim Gambino said immediately afterwards. Just after this, his expression also became obviously declining. Because this answer or his answer represented the connotation, both his opponent Wang Qibu and himself understood it.

So Wang Qibu smiled. After walking outside the house, a few people carried out the four bodies on the ground without saying hello to anyone. Although in the eyes of Tim Gambino and the more depressed Jesse, those people were all ordinary hotel service staff no matter how they looked. However, the expressions on their faces when they removed the corpse were no different from those when they removed the plate.

"Don't be so surprised. In Yangcheng, Hong Kong and the US government opened several hotels or secret service liaison offices. I have been there, and I have to say that the chefs of one of them are really good. If I set up a club one day in the future, even if I threaten international disputes, I will dig him over. Well, I'll go far away. In fact, China is also good. You come from afar, I'll invite this meal, but from now on, it's half of each person." From beginning to end, Wang Qibu did not have a decent discussion with Tim Gambino. This is not because he is arrogant, but because Wang Qibu knows that discussing with the underworld is useless than anyone else. Black and black have never only subordinates but no cooperation. If it comes to domineering, Wang Qibu doesn't care about Britain, he is a poison-product!

As the light went on, Wang Qibu looked at Tim Gambino, who clumsyly inserted a piece of shrimp dumplings with chopsticks, and then looked at Jesse, who had a deep smile in his eyes next to him for one thousandth of a second; Mafia, whose hand?
Chapter completed!