At twelve o'clock in the middle of the night, Yi Chen and Tang Hu had a very secret call, and did not say much, but both parties understood what the other party meant. Yi Chen's subordinates symbolically evacuated the South District of London within an hour after the call. The people from the Longmen slowly dispersed from the Chinese neighborhood and announced their control to the bars, nightclubs and other businesses in the South District.

Tang Hu and the others knew that Yi Chen's three subordinates had their own businesses in the southern area, and the people from the Longmen were careful not to get close to those stores. It took about three hours, including several leaders such as Chali, before they returned to their own venues. Chali was extremely puzzled by Yi Chen and Tang Hu's strange actions. Isn't it just handing over the ground? Why do you need the brothers to run out of the southern area and then run back? Just say hello to those places that are not their own business and tell them that they will listen to the words of "Longmen" in the future?

Of course, Yi Chen and Tang Hu don’t think so. This is a ritual and a symbol, and this kind of step is indispensable.

After finishing his work on handing over the ground plate to the "Dragon Gate", Yi Chen sat cross-legged for half an hour, and because the few traces of alien true energy came out again, Yi Chen was angry and went to bed.

What woke Yi Chen up was Fei Li. Fei Li held a thick stack of newspapers emitting a strong smell of ink in her hand, and then threw the newspaper on Yi Chen, saying strikingly: "Boss, those old men are so cruel. They are all out of their adult accounts... including the current Prime Minister's secret agreement with the United States four years ago, and the matter of accepting certain illegal interests, they are all out. This is the newspaper they just printed, and they have not yet been published."

Yi Chen jumped up and spread a thick newspaper casually. The eye-catching title was: "Three thousand soldiers were killed for no reason, who should be responsible for their lives?" Then, hundreds of pictures of the terrible corpses that appeared on that beach and the soldiers were terrible.

Phylli was slapped on Yi Chen's back. Yi Chen patted her with his back, threw away the newspaper at hand, and picked up another one. Sure enough, the title of the column was: "Our soldiers, twenty dollars a life." However, after accepting various discounts of less than 200,000 Americans, the Prime Minister sent more than 10,000 soldiers to Iraq one after another. Everyone in the world knows that no leader would make such a major decision for a mere 200,000 US dollars. However, what people like is lively and what they like is mixed water. As long as the newspaper says this, many people will naturally be happy to think like this.

Yi Chen laughed quackly, hugged Feili and rushed into the bathroom, took a hurry to take a shower, and kissed Feili's face and said, "Baby Feili, look at Chekov and Sally at home, don't let anything happen to them. I will take Feili and the other three to visit some people... Ah, these old ghosts have gained enough benefits. This time the action is so fast. I must set off before the newspaper is released. I can't let them lower my speed, huh?"

Fei Li nodded obediently, kissed Yi Chen and said, "I understand, boss, are we very good this time? You are so active."

Yi Chen walked out with a laugh: "Of course there are great benefits, very great benefits. Baby, at least we can do whatever we want in the future, as long as we don't plan to kill London with nuclear warheads."

He picked up his hand and lay on the sofa smoking marijuana in the early morning. Yi Chen ordered Phil: "Mr. Phil, bring it, well... I don't know how big the gentleman's appetite is. I'll bring it with me and bring it with me two million... That old bastard, he asked me to buy people for him, but his money has not been sent over yet. If he dares to eat my money, hum."

Phil, Gore nodded and walked out strode. Yi Chen took Jester to the garage first and got into the car. After a while, Phil and Gore came over with a small suitcase.

After the car started, Jester suddenly said, "Boss, the car we use now doesn't seem very grand."

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment: "What did you say? Do you want us to build a car with pure gold? Are you going to use a tank engine to drive it?"

Jester blew a breath of smoke and yawned: "No, pure gold is too tacky, but boss, I saw that in the magazine she read yesterday, it seemed that Mercedes-Benz could be customized for such extremely luxurious vehicles. Why not let us get one too... This, boss, please change a big car that is as long as the train car, so that we can match our current identity."

Yi Chen glanced at him: "The proposal is good, but you are not kind-hearted? Dear Jester, have you fallen in love with my car? Damn, why don't you buy one by yourself and have to hit my car? How about I give you a brand new BMW sports car? But please don't hit him in a police car again. If it weren't for the many subordinates we could use to punish, your driver's license would have been revoked."

Jester smiled flatteringly. He was indeed unhappy and started to fight Yi Chen's white Rolls-Royce early on. Of course, he had to instigate Yi Chen to replace the vehicle. In this way, as soon as Rolls-Royce came back from Paris, it would belong to him immediately. Isn't it a great thing?

Yi Chen smiled and said, "But, okay, Gore, get things done... The first time I customize the vehicle, it's better to make it perfect. I admire the performance of their bulletproof cars when we ambushed those intelligence officers last time. I asked that car's bulletproof ability is more than that of ordinary armored vehicles. Do you understand? It just so happened that the batch of self-propelled anti-aircraft guns had been removed, the price was good, so there was no need to consider the cost."

Phil asked in a deep voice: "Boss, do you need to add a little weapon to the car?"

Yi Chen gambled and shook his head: "No, Phil, we are not making armored combat vehicles, but a luxurious private vehicle. The facilities inside are as perfect as possible and ask them to deliver the goods in half a year. Is the money not a problem?"

Jester was secretly happy and was so happy that he sucked a fog of clouds, but he didn't think about it. It took him a few days to recover the Rolls-Royce to his hands?

Phil said in a deep voice: "Boss, Councillor Smith's home has arrived. Are we visiting us now?"

Yi Chen looked at the white two-story building in front of him and shook his head gently: "No, it's still too early. After we wait for the newspaper delivery person to arrive, we will go in after about five minutes. Maybe the effect is much better."

Jester rolled his eyes, looked at the little house in front of him and said, "This guy is really frugal. Boss, does he have no money? What kind of councillor do he have no money?"

Yi Chen recalled the information that Sue Na gave him, shook his head and said, "No, how could he have no money? Smith has two large companies under his command, but he wants to not participate in actual management. He is dedicated to being the behind-the-scenes shareholder... He earns some money every year, and then becomes his own congressman, and climbs to the top leaders of the political arena. This is a good plan, isn't it?"

Jester laughed strangely, turned over and sat down and said, "Boss, then we shouldn't use money to buy such people."

Yi Chen nodded and said 'um': "So, how do you think you will deal with him?"

Jester said viciously: "We should use two boxes of C4zha medicine to buy him. Since he has money, he will not betray our camp by greed for such a little US dollar. We can use violence to threaten him directly, and the effect may be better."

Yi Chen glared at Jester: "Jister, learn something. I will never use violence until the end. Because that means that a person who could have been our friend was killed by us. This is a loss. A death threat? This is even more not a good idea. People like Smith can call dozens of police officers to protect him at any time, and we are in big trouble."

Seeing Jester disapprovingly, Yi Chen warned him: "Think about it, if we don't have such strong strength, can we deal with ten ordinary people? It's impossible... I have always liked to use my brain instead of my own hands to get my prey. I'm too superstitious about force, and the final result will definitely be ruthless defeat. Jester, remember this."

Jester rolled his eyes and muttered, "So, how do you use your brain to get Mr. Smith's heart? Boss?"

Yi Chen smiled: "I'm not waiting for the opportunity... Oh, this cute angel, he's here."

A child, about 11 or 2, whizzed past on a mountain bike and smashed a bundle of newspapers into the gate of Smith's house, landing on the grass inside the gate. He shouted loudly: "Hi, big news."

Two bodyguard-like figures in black suits came out of the leak, habitually checked the bundle of newspapers, swept the headlines of the newspaper slightly, and walked in with a slight change in expression.

Yi Chen laughed in a low voice: "Great, Mr. Smith has two more intelligent bodyguards. At least they know that their boss supports the current prime minister. A smart subordinate can surpass ten mindless ones. Be happy for Mr. Smith...ah, is this his lovely daughter?"

A girl with long brown hair, wearing a white jacket and light blue jeans rushed out of the house, carrying a denim bag behind her, shouting: "Goodbye Mom..." She pedaled onto the bicycle parked by the steps and rushed out of the door. Yi Chen and others' eyes turned with her, and Jester muttered: "Maybe kidnapped her is also a good idea? If that Smith really loves her."

Yi Chen looked at Jester: "Oh, Jester, you have become more and more despicable recently. You can even say something like kidnapping a little girl. I have to say that if you want to avoid fooling around with Mr. Chekov in the future, you will almost become a bastard like him... But, I must admit that it is a good idea, and I thought so just now."

Jester rolled his eyes, drew a cross on his chest seriously, and muttered: "God bless you, my bastard boss."

Yi Chen smiled, looked at his watch, and suddenly opened the car door and said, "Time is up, Phil, are you looking at the car and suitcase, I, Gore, Jester, OK?"

Phil nodded and gestured a gesture that was OK.

Jester walked slightly behind Yi Chen's right, while Gore habitually followed two meters behind Yi Chen. The three of them slowly approached the gate of Smith's house. Yi Chen smiled and rang the doorbell.

A bodyguard in black walked out, looked at Yi Chen and the others carefully, slowly walked through the grassland at the house to the gate, and said in a deep voice: "Gentlemen, the door is not locked, it is an unnecessary action for you to ring the doorbell... Besides, this is a private residence, we don't know you, so please leave here."

Yi Chen said with a smile: "No, I came to visit Mr. Smith intently."

The bodyguard frowned: "Have you made an appointment?"

Yi Chen said conceitably: "Unless it is the Prime Minister and the King, I don't think I, Yi Chen, need to make an appointment with anyone in London."

The bodyguard was stunned for a moment, not knowing what the man named Yi Chen was from. Yi Chen said with a smile: "Why not do this? You notify Mr. Smith and say that Mr. Suener's representative asked him to see him... Is this OK? By the way, don't doubt my identity. I am also one of the jazz of the glorious British Empire. Also, the medal I received is the same as what Mr. Smith got."

The bodyguard turned his eyes and nodded, "So, please come in. However, I can't guarantee that the boss will definitely meet you."

Yi Chen took a step and walked past him indifferently, and said with a smile: "Since I want to see someone, no one can see you. Mr. Jester..." Yi Chen's words stopped Jester. He originally wanted to stab the bodyguard's belly with a finger.

Yi Chen didn't wait long in the small living room with simple and bright arrangement. Perhaps Sue Na's name played a role. Smith frowned and walked down, saying to Yi Chen in a cautious tone: "Mr. Yi, what's the price you have? I really don't know that Mr. Sue Na knows a person like you."

Smith is a careful person, there is no need, he doesn't want to offend Yi Chen.

Yi Chen touched his arms, and the two Smith's bodyguards standing in the corner of the house nervously reached their waists. They just knew from the boss what kind of person Yi Chen was, and they didn't dare to be careless about such people. Who knows what Yi Chen's purpose was? Maybe it was just to kill his boss, Sue Na and Smith were not good friends. And Jester and Gore, who were standing behind Yi Chen's sofa, had already looked over with fierce eyes.

Yi Chen brought a big cigar in his hand, and after lighting the lighter on Jester's hand, he looked at Smith who was already sitting on the sofa in front of him, and said with a smile: "Mr. Smith, I'm a little too presumptuous. Of course, this is an extraordinary time. We need to speed up the pace of our plan, right?"

Smith looked at Yi Chen strangely and asked, "Can you drink some wine?"

Yi Chen refused, "No, drinking early in the morning is not a way to nourish your body. Mr. Smith, are your two subordinates reliable? I mean, they won't leak anything, right?"

Smith smiled: "No, don't worry, they are my most loyal assistants. Maybe my wife will accidentally leak something, but they won't... Do you have something important? So, how about going to my study?"

Yi Chen was too lazy to walk around and shook his head and said, "No, this place is very good. I don't want to waste your time and myself. You are a big man, and the time of a big man is precious. As for me, I dare not underestimate myself. There are many things that need to be dealt with every day, so I tell you very frankly that I came here for a deal."

Smith looked at Yi Chen and finally couldn't help but say in a sarcastic tone: "Aha, deal... I'm sorry, Mr. Yi, I'm not interested in drugs. Did Mr. Sue Na have changed his career?"

Yi Chen's eyes flashed with fierce light, and Smith's sneer suddenly retracted, and a chill in his heart secretly emerged. Yi Chen leaned on the sofa and whispered: "I never get involved in drugs, Mr. Smith. It's not a good idea to anger someone like me, do you understand? Maybe in your heart, putting us on an equal position to talk, which will be good for you."

Smith regretted it a little. Since he knew Yi Chen's background, why did he still anger him? He was famous in parliament for his sharp comments, but a rogue leader like Yi Chen obviously would not appreciate his talent.

Smith raised his hand: "OK, I'm sorry, Mr. Yi, look, I apologize sincerely. But I really don't know what deal we can have."

Yi Chen looked around and said, "Have you read today's newspapers? How do you feel about those news?"

Smith's face changed and she said in a deep voice: "The fake news produced by the political enemy...is obviously someone manipulated it, right? Otherwise, why did almost all newspapers publish these news at the same time?"

Yi Chen looked at him: "This is the fact, Mr. Smith. The facts cannot be erased. The Prime Minister you support is a hypocritical liar, an incompetent person, a person who dares not take responsibility, a... a bastard."

Smith said without any movement: "You viciously attack our leader of the British Empire, sir, this is not something a gentleman should do."

Yi Chen said for granted: "I am not a gentleman. At least compared with you, I am not... well, the leader of the British Empire? Maybe he will not be soon, I believe this."

Smith had countless thoughts like a lantern in his mind: "Ahh, look, do you convince me to support the temporary cabinet that may appear? Oh... God, this is not something I can decide, nor is it something you should participate in. We have our own social division of labor, we must keep our duties, do we understand? The duties."

Yi Chen cursed in anger: "Damn it, you bastard, do you think you are one head taller than me?"

Yi Chen said viciously: "You have a beautiful daughter, damn it, I shouldn't say this."

Smith's face changed wildly, and most of the moment's aura disappeared. His two bodyguards involuntarily took a step forward... Smith asked in a trembling voice: "What have you done? If, if you..."

Yi Chen dropped a little ashes and deliberately dropped the ashes on the floor. He said in a deep voice: "We have not done anything yet, because I want to negotiate a deal with you, right? You support the current Prime Minister and have a vast exchange in parliament. It is an enviable character, huh?"

Smith gritted his teeth and calculated carefully. Since Yi Chen publicly threatened his daughter's safety, Smith did not doubt Yi Chen and the others would attack his daughter. No matter from any aspect, he had to carefully consider Yi Chen's proposal. Of course, although Yi Chen did not explain what the transaction was, since he mentioned Hughner, Smith understood everything.

Yi Chen gently beat the side drum: "Do you think the current cabinet may survive? For a long time in the future, more information will be disclosed, and the Prime Minister you support will be broken bit by bit. After a graceful and luxurious lady was torn off all the silk and satin, she turned out to be just a prostitute...ahha."

Smith quickly made the decision that was most beneficial to him, and he looked up at Yi Chen: "My benefits."

Yi Chen was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Smith to change like this. He is a hard-core supporter in the parliament. Even if he was turning the rudder with the wind, it turned too fast.

Benefits? What benefits can Xiu Na give him? Well, Yi Chen didn't know that he was originally planning to buy it with money, but the people they supported could not bear it anymore. It would be better to coerce and lure them and let these targets get some money. But Smith directly suggested that it would be a little bit of money that would not be something that could be paid for by a little bit of money.

Yi Chen said carefully: "What benefits do you want?"

Smith suddenly realized that Sue Na did not tell Yi Chen what he could get if he supported Sue Na. Smith also thought of it. Sue Na and the others might have planned to use some money to buy him. Smith was a little funny. He was not short of money. It would be ridiculous to think that Sue Na and the others wanted to impress him like this.

But Smith's heart suddenly sank. Maybe the money can't impress him, but with Yi Chen's weight, the weight is much greater. Xu Na and the others are clearly threatening him.

The thoughts in our minds changed instantly, and Smith also said carefully: "You see, we all pursue our own status improvement, otherwise, why are we going to politics? Serve citizens? Fuck it..."

Yi Chen smiled: "Yes, fuck, who will really join the parliament for this shit reason? A higher position and greater power, isn't it? Money, of course, isn't it for you."

Smith nodded: "So, if I give me something that I am more satisfied with, I will support Xu Na, and I can even recruit people from my camp for him. This is something he can't ask for?"

Yi Chen felt a little ridiculous. He didn't seem to have done anything. Smith had become the one who had Sue Na and the others. However, it was a good thing to save two million. But Yi Chen had to say that these politicians were as unreliable as bitches.

After taking a heavy sip of the cigar, Yi Chen spit out a smoke ring: "You can interview Mr. Huner yourself. If you have time, we can go to Mr. Huner's manor now..."

Just now, the phone on a bodyguard in Smith rang. After answering the phone, the bodyguard heard a few times, quickly came over and handed it to Smith, and whispered: "The phone call from the Prime Minister." After that, he glanced at Yi Chen.

Yi Chen smiled and probably knew what was going on. Xiu Na and his heavy blow made the Prime Minister and the others unable to sit still. If they didn't recruit aides to discuss countermeasures, they would probably really step down in shame. This is not what they would like to see.

Yi Chen asked Smith who put away the phone with a smile: "Maybe, you are not available today?"

Smith looked at Yi Chen and nodded and said, "Catched off guard, caught off guard, Mr. Yi, maybe I should entrust you to talk to Mr. Huner. Of course, I will not forget your hard work."

Yi Chen was too lazy to get too entangled, stood up and reached out to Smith: "Then, it's great, please remember what you said today, don't forget... Your daughter is a beautiful and lovely girl, oh, I have no other intentions, just sincere praise."
To be continued...