RPAGF Chapter 972 Counterattack
Chapter 972 Counterattack
Gruberin – Munich’s best villa district, inhabited by the wealthy and powerful.
Of course, this kind of wealth and status is limited. True wealth and status are all about castles or expansive manors.
As soon as the car arrived at the gate, Raymond and his group were stopped and inspected.
Raymond revealed his "Hell's Angels" tattoo on his arm, and the security personnel immediately became much more respectful.
"Hello, sir, do you have an appointment?"
"No, our boss sent us to clean his villa. He's having a wild party here this week."
"I'm afraid that won't work. We can't let it pass without the owner's permission. Please contact Mr. Carl."
"Okay, okay, I don't dare to contact him. He's in a bad mood today. Why don't you call this number instead?"
The security personnel froze, the image of Karl's towering figure and cold eyes flashing through their minds, and a chill ran down their spines.
Raymond handed over a few euros at the opportune moment, saying, "Since you're not going to pay, then let me through. Don't worry, this isn't my first time here, I won't offend any big shots."
The security guards exchanged glances and silently opened the gate.
Who wouldn't want a stable job earning ten or twenty thousand a month?
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Villa No. 8 in Grubin.
Tang Tiancheng was making a long-distance call to Li Yongbao.
The mission failed again, which infuriated Li Yongbao, who threatened to crack down on Tang Tiancheng's business in the Han River area.
Tang Tiancheng had no choice but to say that he also had friends in France and repeatedly assured that he would resolve the matter.
Li Yongbao only knew that the task had not been completed, but he was unaware that the entire team responsible for implementing the plan had been wiped out.
Tang Tiancheng's henchmen, the white gloves, have already fled.
He softened his tone and said:
"I don't want any long-term consequences, you understand?"
"Yes, yes, don't worry, my friends are all reliable. This time they were just in a rush and were careless..."
“I don’t want to hear your explanation. Listen to me carefully: I must see what I want before he returns to China.”
"Yes Yes Yes."
Tang Tiancheng wiped his sweat and hung up the phone.
Just then, a bodyguard ran over and said, "Raymond, the 'Hell's Angel,' has arrived and says he wants to see you."
"Who?" Tang Tiancheng was completely confused, trying hard to recall the name.
“Raymond, look at the tattoos on his body, he’s a member of the Hells Angels, one of Munich’s top ten mafia gangs.”
Tang Tiancheng was furious. "He'll just have to wait!"
Damn it, any Tom, Dick, or Harry dares to come and see him.
Hell and angels? Bullshit!
Let alone a name you've never even heard of, even Carl would have to be very polite to him.
The top ten gangs? To put it bluntly, they're just dogs kept by the powerful and wealthy to do the dirty work.
The bodyguard, upon receiving the order, ran out.
They can go out quickly and come back quickly.
The difference is that you go out standing up, but come back lying down.
A knife was stuck in his chest, blood was gushing out, and his whole body was convulsing; he was clearly not going to survive.
Tang Tiancheng was stunned by this sudden and shocking turn of events.
Killed!
Before he could even recover from the sudden turn of events, several fierce-looking men rushed towards him, grabbed him by the hair, and dragged him to the ground.
"Ah! Ah!" Tang Tiancheng screamed repeatedly.
"Help! Help!"
"Everyone, everyone, let's talk this out, let's talk this out."
...
When the dark muzzle of a gun is pointed at your head.
Tang Tiancheng panicked, losing all his former airs as the head of the trading company. He blurted out a plea for mercy in Chinese, regardless of whether the newcomer could understand him.
"Speak German!" Raymond slammed a rifle butt into Tang Tiancheng's face.
“Mr. Ray... Mr. Redmond, Mr. Carl and I are old acquaintances. I even treated him to a meal before…”
"Clap! Clap! Clap!"
Before he could finish speaking, he received three more solid slaps across the face.
“Don’t mention anyone to me. Now, I’m going to talk, and you’ll hear me,” Redmond said menacingly.
From the moment his boss tied him up and brought him before Mr. Qi, he no longer recognized his boss.
Now he only has one boss—Mr. Qi!
"Yes, yes, please say so."
"You! Why did you harm Mr. Qi!"
"Mr. Qi? Who is Mr. Qi? I...I don't know him." Tang Tiancheng looked completely bewildered.
Lee Yong-bo was very cautious, only stating that he was young, without revealing his name or photo.
"Looks like I'll have to help you remember." Raymond slapped him a few more times. "Huang Dajin, do you know him?"
Tang Tiancheng finally realized, "You...you guys are the group that Huang Dajin hired?"
Raymond raised the muzzle of his gun. "Understood? Now can you explain why?"
Tang Tiancheng waved his hands repeatedly, "No, no, no, I never intended to harm Mr. Qi. It was... someone paid me to contact you."
Tang Tiancheng didn't want to betray Li Yongbao, but how could business compare to his life?
"Who?"
"Li Yongbao."
Who is Li Yongbao?
"He is...he is a deputy director-level official in the Hanjiang Province of China."
"Do you have any information or photos of him?!"
"Photos!" Tang Tiancheng nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes."
"Bring it!"
Tang Tiancheng scrambled to the study, opened the cabinet, and took out a group photo.
Raymond took out his phone, snapped a picture, and sent it out.
"Alright, now you can die!" Raymond grinned and raised his gun.
Before they could beg for mercy, gunshots rang out across the sky.
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Paris, France, the city of romance.
A plane flying from Germany to France slowly pulled into its parking spot.
As soon as the inspection team got off the plane, Xiao Long came up to them and quietly handed them his phone.
"Mayor, there's something going on."
Qi Tongwei took it, turned on the display screen, and a group photo appeared before his eyes.
One is the boss named Tang Tiancheng from the information Ude gave me last night, and the other seems familiar.
Then look at the name on the information – Li Yongbao.
He remembered—the secretary of Qu Zhengping, the executive vice governor.
It turns out he was the one behind it all.
Qi Tongwei turned off the phone and tossed it back to Xiao Long, a cold smile creeping across his face.
He does the same thing twice.
Since you dared to set a trap for him, it would be impolite not to return the favor.
After checking into the hotel, Qi Tongwei immediately made several international long-distance calls back to Hanjiang.
Qi Tongwei had always been wary of this vice governor and had been making preparations for this moment.
This time, let him decide the fate of the world in one battle!
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Han River, Grain Bureau.
It's 6 PM Kyoto time.
Dusk had fallen outside the window, with only the autumn wind occasionally swirling fallen leaves past, gently tapping on the glass with a thud.
Gao Yuan leaned back in his office chair, rubbing his throbbing forehead, staring blankly at the ceiling.
On the table, the phone screen gleamed coldly in the dim light.
A message he just received.
The message told him that someone was reselling grain at Hongqi Grain Depot, the largest grain depot on the Han River.
Several grain warehouses were even sold out, and the sellers accurately identified which warehouses, the time of the sale, the price, and the people involved.
The sheer length of time, the enormous sums of money involved, and the wide range of people involved are simply appalling.
He knew that if the information was true, it would be a sensational case that could not only overturn the entire Grain Bureau, but also make it difficult for even an important provincial leader to escape unscathed.
Who told him to have been in charge of this area before, and thus escape responsibility?