"Is there such a candidate? Are there Chinese people there? Since you say they are so powerful, they will definitely not be willing to be our puppets. ∏∈,"

"Yes, I don't want to be our puppet, but don't forget, James, the current chairman of Baishi Group, vice chairman of Down Group, and the third person of Down Group, are we Americans. As long as we cooperate with him and support him to become the number one person of Down Group, I think he has no reason to refuse us."

"Is that so, is Robert willing to serve us? This guy is quite famous in the business world. I am afraid that if we support him to become the number one person, I will throw us aside. Wouldn't we create another enemy for ourselves?"

"James, don't forget that if you want to support him as the number one character, there must be additional conditions. In the process of support, we can borrow his hands to suppress those people below, and after removing those people one by one, we will take advantage of the situation and remove them together with Robert. Isn't this a very easy thing?"

"Yes, Kerry, you are still treacherous, what you said makes sense, haha, borrowing Robert's hand to clean up the people below will be perfect, just do that."

"Well, James, you're responsible for this. Robert and you are still in the same place."

"OK."

The European Carmen family, the khaki sits in the position, and Karen, who is standing next to him, is stretched straight.

"Karen, is Sherlock dead?" Khaki's words were extremely dull when he said this, as if he was talking about something irrelevant.

Karen's heart thumped. He knew the character of Khaki. The more dull he said, the more anger he was in.

"Class leader..."

"I don't want to hear the explanation, I just want to know the result. Now our Carmen family has become a joke in Europe. The Cresey consortium in the United States, the Alexander family in the United Kingdom, and the Dracula family called to laugh at me one by one. Do you know, this is something that our Carmen family has never had in hundreds of years. It has set a precedent in my hands. Now, no matter what method you use, I will minimize this impact."

"Class leader, that Tang Hao is dead..."

"When Tang Hao dies, will his group declare bankrupt? Can't he attack his reputation after he dies? Do you still need me to continue teaching you?" Seeing the angry khaki, Karen was ready to rush, and he didn't dare to talk nonsense.

"Yes, patriarch, I'll make arrangements right away. ￠￡,"

"Go to me right away."

"Yes." Karen didn't dare to delay and ran out quickly.

"Bastard, damn it. This Tang Hao can't stop even if he dies, although he didn't die at my hands in the end."

In the Russian war organization, Chris sat on a chair beside him, looking at a pendant gossip on his hand. This was left by Tang Hao here. Chris looked at it every day. Whenever he saw it, it was like seeing Tang Hao.

"Miss." Alex walked in, looked at Chris sitting there, and was a little reluctant to speak.

"Tell me if you have anything to do." At this time, Chris returned to his usual coldness.

"Miss, it's about Mr. Tang in Huaxia." Alex carefully looked at Chris' expression. Seeing her expressionless, he said carefully: "According to reliable information, Tang Hao, the founder of Huaxia Tang Group and one of the seven martial arts masters in the world, is dead."

As Alex's words fell, the gossip mirror in the hand of Chris, who had originally expressionless, fell to the ground, and a jingle sound came out.

Japan Yamaguchi Group, the leader Yamaguchi Ichiki sat on the tatami beside him and drank sake in his hands. Several women in kimono danced traditional Japanese dances in front of him.

A man in black hurriedly walked in, unable to hide the joy on his face, and whispered a few words on a black fungus in Yamaguchi.

"Yoxi, it's great. Tang Hao finally died. Tell the people below to attack the Down Group at all costs. They must take down all the companies of the Down Group when their morale is at its lowest."

"Hi."

On the same day, major newspapers around the world suddenly released an explosive news. Tang Hao, a Chinese with global influence, had passed away. As soon as this news was listed, the stock of the Down Group plummeted instantly. Not only that, the leaders of various international funds that had long been eyeing the assets of the Down Group immediately began to follow up and attacked the Down Group fiercely.

For a moment, rumors and the stock plummeted by Down Group, which brought Down Group a hot winter.

Yanjing, Huo Tianming looked at the newspaper on the table and frowned: "Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen." Hearing Huo Tianming's scream, a middle-aged man ran in quickly and stood attentively in front of Huo Tianming. Even the most picky instructor could not find any shortcomings.

"Xiao Chen, where is the newspaper today? Why haven't it been delivered yet?"

Chen Dahai was a little reluctant to speak but stopped.⊥,

"What are you doing? Just say something." Huo Tianming glared at his eyes. What he hated the most was that the people below didn't tell him anything if they had anything to do.

"Long, it seems that the newspaper has not been delivered yet."

"Xiao Chen, you have been with me for almost 10 years. You have never deceived me. You know my temper. To be honest, what happened." Huo Tianming was usually happy, and he looked no different from an ordinary old man, but once he caught fire, his aura would definitely suffocate ordinary people.

"Long, look at it, but you must promise me, don't be excited."

"What? Are those small countries pointing fingers at our country again?" Huo Tianming glared and frowned, feeling that the current rulers were too conservative. If he had been to the past, he would have been beaten long ago. Peace would have been hit, not by his mouth.

It’s just that he doesn’t want to do his own politics if he is not in his position. Although he is unhappy in his heart, he will naturally not say it out loud. This is also something that those in power are taboo.

Huo Tianming thought that it was the little country that jumped into clowns again who was feeling uncomfortable there.

After taking the newspaper, Huo Tianming looked at the headlines of today's newspaper and was stunned.

"Long, all the headlines on the front page of the newspaper today are this, I..."

Huo Tianming placed the newspaper in his hand on the table beside him.

Chen Dahai looked at his elder in surprise, and his eyes were wet.

"Xiao Chen, buy a plane ticket right away, I'm going to Changnan."

"Long, you need to take care of yourself."

Seeing Huo Tianming's eyes swept over, Chen Dahai's body became clever and immediately straightened his body. He saluted Huo Tianming and shouted: "Yes."

Northern Military Region.

Huang Yuwen sat in the office and had been sitting for too long, so he couldn't help but rub his temples. He was old and no longer than before. He used to stay up late for a few nights and did whatever he should do, but now he can't do it anymore. He just had one night and his body couldn't bear it. He was really old.

Huang Yuwen shook his head, stood up from his position, stretched.

"Report."

"Come in."

"Long, the newspapers have not been delivered today, and they have not been sold."

"Is that so? The newspapers have been so easy to sell recently?" Huang Yuwen was a little surprised, but didn't say anything, and nodded: "Okay, I know, you go down."

"yes."

"It's strange, why are newspapers becoming popular?" Huang Yuwen muttered in his heart and then walked out.

At this time, the sky had just turned bright, and there were people waiting for the combat readiness duty department 24 hours a day. Huang Yuwen, the No. 1 boss of the military region, was here, so naturally the people below dared not be negligent. Huang Yuwen walked out quietly.

"What a pity, the leader of the hunting team actually died."

"Yes, who said no? Director Tang is very good. I have received his training before, so why is it gone?"

"With Director Tang's ability, how could someone kill him?"

"I heard that it was not killed by humans, but by bombs similar to nuclear missiles. There was not even one bone residue left."

Huang Yuwen, who was originally just preparing to pass by, brow jumped when he heard their discussion. The leader of the hunting team, and his surname was Tang. There was no one else except Tang Hao. What did they mean by sacrifice?

Thinking of this, Huang Yuwen walked over.

"Long." Several soldiers who were discussing were shocked when they saw Huang Yuwen coming over, and stood up from their positions, their bodies stretched straight.

Huang Yuwen nodded: "What are you doing here? What does that sacrifice mean?"

Several soldiers looked at each other, and no one dared to speak.

"If you don't say it, don't say it, you will be in jail. As the personnel of the combat readiness duty room, are you so idle? What if the enemy suddenly attacks in? Do you know how many people will kill this? How much damage will it cause to the country?"

When several soldiers were obviously frightened when they saw Huang Yuwen with a solemn face.

"Reporter, the person we just talked about is Major General Tang Hao, Director of the Special Operations Department of the Southwest Military Region."

"What do you think he is doing?" Huang Yuwen frowned.

Several soldiers looked at each other, but no one dared to speak, and all lowered their heads.

"Answer the question, you are talking about what he is doing." Huang Yuwen's voice suddenly became louder, and he had a bad premonition in his heart.

"Report, Major General Tang Hao has died."

"How do you know?"

"It's said in the newspaper."

Huang Yuwen took the newspaper and took a look. The huge title on it shocked Huang Yuwen's body and almost fell to the ground with a tilt. The soldiers beside him were startled and went forward to help him, but Huang Yuwen pushed him away.

Huang Yuwen's body staggered back to the office. His mind was in a mess at this time. Tang Hao had always been like his younger brother. When he heard the news of Tang Hao's death, Huang Yuwen's sadness could be imagined.

After thinking for a long time, Huang Yuwen picked up the phone on the table: "Domestic Office, I want the fastest fighter jet to the Changnan Military Region at the nearest time."

As soon as I hung up the phone, the phone rang before Huang Yuwen could adjust his mood.

"Is it Xiao Huang? I'm Huo Tianming. I'm preparing a fighter plane for me right away."

Huang Yuwen was shocked and didn't understand who made Mr. Huo angry.

"Old Huo, don't be impulsive. Who messed with you?"

"You kid, don't be here with me. I'll ask you to prepare, so hurry up and prepare, don't talk nonsense."

"Sir, why don't you prepare an armed helicopter for you, this fighter, you..."

"Why, I'll take a fighter plane and it's costing your Huang family's gas money, right? Just give me a word, please do you want to arrange it?"

"Yes, I'll arrange it right away."

Before Huang Yuwen could call to arrange the phone, his phone rang again.

"Xiao Huang, I'm Xu Jianjun."

"Go to go." Huang Yuwen's body immediately stretched straight. His heart was beating. He didn't understand what Xu Jianjun was doing suddenly looking for him. If there was an emergency task, it would be troublesome.

"Well, don't be nervous, arrange a fighter plane for me. Fighter planes to Changnan."
Chapter completed!