sinovels Chapter 1049 Master
Chapter 1049 Master
Chapter 1049 Master
Ailul smiled reservedly, indicating that the Alihan he was talking about was the Alihan His Royal Highness Du Fei was talking about.
During the entire Indo-Du colonial period, he was the only local king who had royal treatment in Yinggo.
In addition, this Mir Osman Alihan also has the title of being the richest man in the world with countless wealth.
Compared with this one, even that Prince Qing seems to be inferior.
And director Liao suddenly brought such a person to see Du Fei, the purpose is self-evident.
Although it is said that in 1948, the Hyderabad Gang had been annexed by India and Dudu.
Even Mir Alihan himself died in 67.
But still the same sentence, a skinny camel is bigger than a horse.
When Hyderabad was annexed, the Alihan family had transferred a lot of wealth in advance.
Now, in Du Fei's eyes, this Erul Alihan is like a God of Wealth!
After the warm greetings, the two sides quickly got to the point.
As expected, Ailur Alihan came here with only one appeal, that is, to restore the country and hope to get support from planting flowers.
Du Fei listened carefully, smiling and nodding frequently, but he kept complaining in his heart, the former prince was probably delusional.
It's been almost 20 years, and I still want to rebuild the former Hyderabad.
Don't even think about it, if the Ali Khan family's rule was popular, would they be defeated by others within a few days?
This is also a fantasy of restoring the country, which is simply a fantasy.
But having said that, what would Du Fei eat if he didn't have this kind of innocent taking advantage of him.
After listening to Ailul, Du Fei immediately applauded: "Mr. Ali Khan, your ideals are admirable."
He was a little emotional while talking: "You remind me of a close friend, his name is Li Yuanchao. He originally had a good life, but he had an ideal in mind, so he resolutely went to Shanguo and established his own business..."
Ailul's eyes lit up, and he asked, "Where is he now?"
Du Fei's tone was somewhat seductive: "Now, he already has a base in the northern part of Shan Country, and a team of tens of thousands of people..."
Although he said it tactfully, Du Fei attributed Li Yuanchao's achievements to his "package" service without blushing.
"Ailur, my friend, you can go to plant flowers and see for yourself. There are still thousands of foreigners studying in our training base. They are trained by officers and soldiers of the strongest army on the surface."
Having said that, Du Fei paused and looked at Alul Alihan: "I don't mean to offend, you should know that in the war in 62, the troops of Ni and Lu were like a bunch of mobs..."
Ailur tried his best to practice facial expressions, but he couldn't control his heartbeat to speed up.
As for Du Fei's 62-year old incident, he didn't care. He was Ali Han, not Nihe Lu.
However, just when Du Fei thought that Ailur, who was going to stage "Prince's Revenge", would give generously, he didn't expect that this guy actually proposed to go to the capital to see it with his own eyes.
Apparently, Ailul was more cautious than expected.
That is to say, if you don't see a rabbit, don't scatter an eagle.
Du Fei smiled. Although what he said just now was a bit artistically exaggerated, it was basically the truth, and he was not afraid of the other party to read it.
And what he said was unsubstantiated, when the time comes, take him to Sijiazhuang to have a look, not afraid that His Royal Highness won't throw money away.
Now, the only thing Du Fei is worried about is how much inheritance Alul Alihan has inherited.
After all, that Mir Osman Alihan had more than 30 children and hundreds of grandchildren.
After sending Ailul away, Du Fei did not leave in a hurry, and chatted with Director Liao for a while.
By the way, I would like to ask what happened in Pakistan. There is no news for so long.
Director Liao said briefly.
It turned out that the autumn trade meeting would be held in half a month, and the other party planned to send someone over to discuss it in detail.
Du Fei could do it for a while, but when he rolled his eyes, he thought of another idea.
After half a month, according to the current progress, it may be possible to assemble the first knockoff version of the t62 tank.
It is rare to have this opportunity, and Du Fei hopes that potential customers can see the real thing.
Of course, Du Fei didn't want to spoil the seedlings.
He knew that from the time he left the capital to the autumn trade fair, it was impossible to get the tank out so quickly.
But that doesn't stop us from making a prototype to bluff people.
It's just a demonstration, it can be opened, and it can be fired normally.
Believe me, this requirement should not be difficult.
For customers, for the same type of tank, staying on the drawing is not the same concept as building a real thing.
Du Fei believes that Pakistani military buyers can tell the difference between T62 and T55.
As for what to do after taking the order.
Du Fei was not worried, since there was no need to deliver the goods immediately anyway, tanks were not Chinese cabbage, and a delay of several months from signing the contract to receiving the goods was not too much.
What's more, this is the latest type of tank that grows flowers. It doesn't even have equipment for its own troops, so it is sold to Pakistan, just saying it is enough for friends.
Du Fei was thinking in his heart, and a smile could not help but appear on his mouth.
Director Liao saw that he didn't hold his fart well and didn't care, so he asked instead: "What do you think of this Alul Alihan?"
Du Fei was stunned for a moment, then asked back: "Uncle Liao, what do you mean? Did you fall in love with him?"
Director Liao smiled noncommittally.
Du Fei said sternly: "If you ask me, I think it's useless. At the beginning, the Ali Khan family controlled the entire Hyderabad, and there was no disturbance. Now the situation is over. The old and young have been cleaned up. Who will Miss them."
Director Liao nodded noncommittally, and didn't say any more.
Du Fei racked his brains to recall that there was no such character as Ailul in his memory.
It shows that in the history before his time travel, the son of Mir Osman Alihan did not make any movement.
However, because of Du Fei's influence, many things have changed now, so we can't be arbitrary.
Having said that, it doesn't matter whether Alur can succeed, as long as he has money, it's all he consumes anyway.
After returning from Director Liao's side, Du Fei stayed in the hotel for another two days.
Patiently observe the movement.
There had been an eerie silence since Laylo had brought Gubang Dick back.
All parties are waiting and watching, intending to take a look at the next development.
What worries me the most are the locals who have tripped up Du Fei before.
Now Sol and Slater's mercenaries are wiped out, and Gubang Dick has also been arrested, leaving them alone.
Du Fei obviously didn't intend to let it go.
It's just that dealing with these people should not be as reckless as dealing with the Slater family.
Different enemies have to adopt different strategies, although these locals first colluded with outsiders to deal with Du Fei.
But there is a saying that helping relatives is not helping.
If Du Fei takes thunderous means to retaliate against these people, other local forces in Xiangjiang will definitely have ideas.
That was not what Du Fei wanted to see, let alone what the higher ups wanted to see.
In the next few decades, Xiangjiang will be an indispensable internal and external transportation hub for flower planting.
So, Du Fei was waiting, waiting for the other party to come to his door.
Before Thunderbolt killed the Slater mercenary group and Sol, it was to make an example to others.
Then the next step is to kill monkeys to make an example of chickens.
Du Fei had to find out who took the lead here and make an example for others.
After a few days, someone finally couldn't sit still.
At noon that day, Du Fei went out to buy some gifts for returning home, and received a call from the ship tycoon as soon as he came back from outside.
After a few words, a smile appeared on Du Fei's face.
After waiting for these days, someone finally couldn't bear it and approached the ship king.
Half an hour later, Du Fei came to a villa complex.
It can't compare to the hilltop villa of the ship king, but it is definitely a wealthy area.
Du Fei drove over and saw Richard waiting outside the door early.
"Du Sheng, hello." Richard greeted politely.
Du Fei smiled and nodded at him, and followed him inside.
The interior of the villa is decorated in a western style, and a good designer should have been hired. Even in Du Fei's eyes, it doesn't look outdated.
In the living room, Chuan Wang looked at the baby carriage in front of him with a wide smile.
Du Fei had dealt with him quite a few times, and it was the first time he saw him smiling so brightly.
I didn't see the mother of the child, so she should be resting upstairs.
After meeting and saying hello, the ship king laughed and called Du Fei over: "Look, this is my son, the son of the Bao family!"
Du Fei smiled and looked at the child.
He was born just a few days ago, and he was born prematurely. The baby is a little thin, but he is babbling, and looks very energetic.
He handed over the pre-prepared meeting gift, a piece of white jade that was not bad.
It is a new material, Du Fei did not choose ancient jade.
The value of ancient jade is greater, but the smell in it is mixed, and it may have been buried in the ground, which may not be good for the child.
The ship lord asked people to accept it, and then said: "Nephew, I have a heartless request..."
Du Fei laughed and said, "Say~"
The ship lord glanced at the child in the stroller, sighed, and said, "Back then, an expert gave me my fate, saying that I was rich and honored in my life, and my incense was in jeopardy. Now..." The ship lord looked at his son with a serious expression: "Yes. I lost my life to this child, given by God, but in the future I'm afraid..."
Du Fei understands that the ship king always comes to have a son, he is afraid of dying.
The boat king continued: "Nephew, you have great blessings and the protection of the country, so you can definitely protect him well. I want Xiao Tianci to recognize you as a godfather. I don't know what you want?"
Du Fei was not particularly surprised when he heard this.
In fact, when he learned that the ship king had a son as he expected, Du Fei expected that the child would have something to do with him.
And that's not a bad thing either.
Du Fei immediately agreed: "Hey, what an unfeeling request, I would certainly be happy to have multiple godsons. But I can't live in Xiangjiang forever. After a few years, God will give me a big gift, and I will live in the capital for a few months every year to accompany me. This godfather and his godmother."
The ship king understood Du Fei's intention of making this request.
It is intended to cultivate children's sense of belonging and identity to planting flowers from an early age.
For this, the ship lord was already mentally prepared, and without any resistance, he immediately agreed: "It's natural, brother, I will be relieved to have you and my younger siblings in the future, given by God."
The ship king took advantage of the situation and changed his words. Du Fei became his son's godfather, and he was directly promoted from a good nephew to a good brother.
At this time, the child in the stroller suddenly burst into tears.
A maid with big breasts immediately trotted over from inside and picked up the child.
Du Fei reckoned that nine times out of ten this was a nanny.
The little guy must be hungry.
After the child was taken away, the ship king's smile faded, and he said in a deep voice, "My dear brother, Li Cheng from Changjiang Industry came to see me yesterday..."
Du Fei listened silently, without any superfluous expression on his face.
After the ship lord finished speaking, he continued, "So, this time, Mr. Li is the one who partnered with outsiders to deal with me~"
The ship king nodded.
Du Fei went on to say: "Now I see that something is wrong, I ask you to be a peacemaker, and I want to expose this matter."
The ship king nodded again.
Du Fei smiled and asked, "Then what do you mean?"
Chuan Wang said: "As the saying goes, it is better to resolve an enemy than to end it..."
When saying this, the ship king carefully observed Du Fei's reaction.
Du Fei remained expressionless, showing no signs of happiness or anger.
The ship king nodded secretly, but changed the subject: "However, Li Cheng..."
When Li Cheng was mentioned, he pursed his lips and shook his head, obviously disapproving.
Du Fei sneered: "Are you trying to say that profit is the only thing?"
The ship king smiled, acquiescing, and continued: "The main reason is that he is too involved with Yingguo, and he can't get rid of it."
Du Fei said: "I'm afraid I can get rid of it, and I'm not happy~"
The ship king is silent.
Du Fei said again: "What did he say? You can't just say sorry, right?"
Chuanwang said: "He is willing to compensate the loss of the pharmaceutical factory, and another 1000 million Hong Kong dollars."
Du Fei directly ignored the loss of the pharmaceutical factory, and sneered: "1000 million~ is really a big deal!"
Of course the ship lord heard the irony and smiled a little.
In fact, he also felt that Li Cheng was not sincere.
This time I came to him, I still wanted to test Du Fei's attitude.
According to the situation this time, if you really want to appease Du Fei's anger, adding zero to 1000 million is a bit exaggerated, but it is not too much to double it by three or five times.
Du Fei said coldly: "Then tell him, let him wait at home to die~"
In fact, these days, Du Fei is waiting for this.
For the sake of our compatriots, here is a chance for you.
But you are not on the road!
Just 1000 million, to send beggars away~
When the news got out, no matter how ruthless Du Fei struck, no one else could blame him for not leaving any room.
Du Fei drove back to the hotel.
I have already made up my mind to let Xiao Huang go out again at night.
At the same time, inside the Li family's villa.
The atmosphere was a little depressing.
Li Cheng was in his 40s, when he was in the prime of life, wearing a pair of large black-rimmed glasses, with a shrewd look in his eyes.
Besides him, there were his wife and younger brother in the room, as well as an old man with a red face.
Li Cheng had a respectful attitude towards the old man, and bowed slightly before speaking: "Master Qian, the ship king has already answered, and the other party is not satisfied."
Master Qian was dressed in a Tang suit, and he was quite fairy-like.
A string of bright red coral beads hung on his wrist, and he said lightly: "Mr. Li, don't worry, I have seen the scene of the Hilton Hotel. It's just a little demon with some skills. If he dares to come to Qian, he will make him die."
Upon hearing this, Li Cheng quickly stood up and bowed to salute: "Then it's all up to Master Qian."
After speaking, he winked at his wife next to him.
Li Cheng's wife immediately took out the check she had prepared in advance: "It's a mere respect, please accept it with a smile."
Master Qian gave a "hmm" and took a look.
200 million Hong Kong dollars.
Seeing the huge sum of money, Master Qian remained expressionless, and reached out to take it indifferently.
Seriously said: "Take people's money and eliminate disasters for them. Mr. Li, please retreat from the idlers and others, and live here alone for a few days. If there are evil spirits here, Qian will have his own way."
Li Cheng knew that this master Qian was very powerful, with extraordinary feng shui skills and superb methods.
Those who have made their mark in the shopping mall are also thanks to the blessing of Master Qian, and they have no doubts about him.
It was because of Master Qian that he knew the strangeness of Saul Slater's death, and he was still confident.
This time, he made up his mind to seek Du Fei's reconciliation through the ship king.
It would be best if 1000 million can level things out, but if not, forget it.
He would like to see how Du Fei can suppress Master Qian.
On the other side, in the hotel where Du Fei stayed.
It was dark by now.
Standing on the balcony, Du Fei could vaguely see ships coming and going in and out of the harbor in the distance.
After smoking a cigarette, he stretched his waist, turned around and went back to the house.
Call on Compassion, go downstairs and get in the car.
This time Du Fei didn't bring Ding Sitian with him.
During the day, I got news from the ship king that Li Cheng had raised a strange person by his side.
Good at Feng Shui metaphysics, very capable.
Before Du Fei crossed over, he also read some rumors on the Internet.
Regardless of whether it is true or false, it sounds magical.
Now that he heard that there was such a person by his side, he wasn't too alarmed.
I also want to understand why Li Cheng is still confident until now.
In addition to relying on Yang Yang's self-respect, this Master Qian also gave him a lot of confidence.
"Master~"
Du Fei sneered while driving, wondering how many times Master Qian could withstand the benevolent subduing demon pestle.
Half an hour later, Du Fei stepped on the brakes and looked at the villa hundreds of meters away.
It was just after nine o'clock, and the villa, together with the outside yard, was shrouded in darkness and there was no light at all.
Although the moon in the sky is not too bright, there is also some light in other places, but this courtyard seems to be able to absorb the light.
Sitting in the car, Du Fei keenly sensed the aura of danger.
Compassion also rarely frowned.
Inside the villa, in a guest room on the third floor, Master Qian set up a platform, wearing a yellow cassock, holding a copper bell in one hand, and a mahogany sword in the other, sitting cross-legged with a dignified appearance.
Beside him, Li Chengqiang stood calmly.
Suddenly Master Qian opened his eyes and called out: "Here we come!"
Li Cheng's heart trembled, and his palms were full of sweat.
There is great terror between life and death.
Throughout the ages, how many people can face death calmly and calmly.
What's more, the death of Saul Slater is still vivid in his mind, who can not be afraid.
"How wicked!"
Master Qian stared suddenly, shouted loudly, and shook the copper bell, making a hasty sound of "jingle bell".
On the first floor of the villa, Xiao Huang stepped into the darkness and got in through a crack in the window.
Entering the room, the surrounding darkness became more solid, as if it was about to condense into mist.
Xiao Huang yelled twice, pouted his buttocks and let out a stinky fart.
Xiao Huang's fart was originally a faint white smoke, which is difficult to detect normally.
But in the darkness, this stinky fart stood out.
It's like pouring a glass of milk into an inkwell...
Sitting in the car, Du Fei could clearly feel Xiao Huang's mood swings, and he was quite afraid of the people in this house.
Master Qian next to Li Cheng did have some real skills, and his methods seemed to be superior to Professor Ma.
But this is only Du Fei's subjective feeling.
The circumstances are different, and the two are good at different things, so they cannot be generalized.
Compassion is more serious, looking at the pitch-black villa, a voice rang in Du Fei's mind: "My lord, something is wrong here, we should have set up formations underground, Xiao Huang can't do it, let me go."
Du Fei withdrew his gaze and looked at the co-pilot's compassion: "Do you still understand formations?"
Compassionately said: "I don't understand."
Du Fei was speechless, thinking how did you say it so confidently?
Feeling Du Fei's thoughts with compassion, he replied: "Your Majesty, although I don't understand formations, in the final analysis, all formations are based on the method of 'Zhouyi' and 'Hetu' to guide the earth's energy. If you can find the place where the earth's energy gathers, you can break it with one force."
Du Fei was confused by what he heard, but he also understood the method of compassion.
To put it bluntly, it is physics and metaphysics.
After Ci Xin finished speaking, she took out her magic pestle and was about to push the door and get out of the car.
But Du Fei stopped him: "Hey, just wait~"
With a thought, he took out a few grenades and a green military satchel from the portable space.
Put the grenade in the army bag and hand it over: "Just take this, is ten enough?"
Don't underestimate these grenades.
They are all big killers that have been upgraded with blue light, and one is powerful enough to explode six or seven grenades at the same time.
Ci Xin was stunned for a moment, put the military satchel on her back resolutely, and then got out of the car, the figure flashed and disappeared into the darkness...
On the other side, it is located in the industrial area of Kowloon.
Richard was driving a black Crown sedan parked beside the road.
Less than 100 meters ahead is the factory gate of Changjiang Industry.
Although it was already night, the sound of machines running in the factory could still be faintly heard.
Richard opened the door and got out of the car.
A tall middle-aged man got off from the co-pilot, wearing a Tang suit, twirling Buddhist beads in his hand.
Richard walked around the front of the car and bowed slightly to the middle-aged man: "Master Zhang, this is the place."
The middle-aged man known as Master Zhang looked up at the factory, then took out the compass and walked a few steps forward, muttering and counting with his fingers.
After about 2 minutes, he frowned and said, "Is this method of arranging the formation on Qian Youdao's plate?"
Richard had no expression on his face, and instead of answering, he asked, "Master Zhang can't break it?"
Master Zhang looked embarrassed, and said in a deep voice: "It's not impossible, but my family and Brother Qian are family friends, Mr. Bao asked me to break his plate, I'm afraid..."
Richard frowned, staring at each other.
Master Zhang chuckled: "I have to pay more!"
Richard seemed to have expected it a long time ago, and said lightly: "50, if it doesn't work, I'll find someone else."
Master Zhang immediately responded, his expression became serious, and he looked at the compass again.
Meanwhile, a van pulls up behind.
Seven or eight strong men filed out, and the leader stepped forward and called out "Mr. Richard".
Richard nodded at him, and said in a deep voice, "Listen to Master Zhang's orders."
At the same time, in Li Cheng's villa on the other side.
Xiao Huang let out a shrill scream, and his white hair had been dyed a layer of smoky black.
On the top floor of the villa, Master Qian showed a sneer, and proudly said: "You are just a bastard, I will accept you today!"
While speaking, the bell in his hand rang more urgently.
The sound of jingling bells made Xiao Huang Zhizhi scream.
Sensing Xiao Huang's painful emotions, Du Fei couldn't help but frowned, and immediately got out of the car to wait and see.
Just at this moment, there was a loud bang, and a ball of red light exploded from the courtyard of the villa.
The powerful explosion power even tore open the darkness covering the villa in an instant.
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