Urban: Start the Girls’ Dormitory to Catch Ghosts

There are many gold and diamond mines in North Africa.

But sometimes it is useless if you legally own a mine, because you may not be able to keep it, so armed looting and armed protection of mines happen from time to time.

This is also a major source of income for local mercenaries, who help armed robbery or protect mines. These mine owners have deep pockets and are the most generous in giving money.

Lingfeng has taken on many such tasks, and many people have died under his gun. How could he have thought that one of the unlucky ghosts has such a background?

"Fuck, with his identity and worth, why would he personally lead the team to grab mines?" Ling Feng couldn't help but want to scold his mother, isn't this harming others?

How can the boss rush ahead? It's a real joke!

Su Qing shrugged: "Perhaps the children of rich families want to experience the feeling of war?"

He thought of that silly elementary school student, isn't his last wish to be a mercenary and experience the hail of bullets?

"Heaven Group killed so many of my brothers, this revenge, even if I spend my whole life, I will avenge it!" Ling Feng's arms burst with blue veins, and murderous intent was in his eyes.

Su Qing teased: "Sam, the big boss of the Paradise Group, lives in a mansion in New York all the year round. You don't want to go to New York alone to kill him, right?"

"What are you paying attention to?" Listening to Su Qing's tone, Ling Feng knew that he must have a solution.

Su Qing didn't answer, just looked at him with a smile, tapping his fingers on the table rhythmically.

Ling Feng was a little puzzled at first, and then quickly understood: "Boss, what are you paying attention to?"

"It's very simple, lead him to North Africa. The roots of the Paradise Group are those diamond mines. If there is a problem with the mines, he will definitely come in person." Su Qing pointed at the photo of Sam on the document.

Sam attempts to threaten Zijin Group's business in Magnesium to make concessions in Jiangzhou.

Su Qing on the Magnesium side is beyond reach.

So, since he can't solve this matter for the time being, let's just solve this person!

As long as Sam dies, everything is over.

The Heaven Group is busy fighting for power and profit, so naturally there will be no energy to take care of him at that time.

The avenue to simplicity is the true meaning of business warfare, which directly destroys the opponent humanely.

The one who solves the problem at the source!

Ling Feng frowned when he heard the words: "Heaven Group maintains a mine protection force of more than 2,000 people in North Africa all year round, can we do it just the two of us?"

"The two of us plus him, is that enough?" Su Qing took out Zhang Meijin and pointed to the avatar on it.

If it weren't for the fear of the shells covering the blow, he could kill two thousand people by himself.

Ling Feng pondered: "It depends on how many."

There are many mercenaries and small armed forces in North Africa, but why does no one dare to touch the mines of the Paradise Group?

Isn't it just because the Paradise Group has money?

You rob it once, and people throw money at it and get it back, and you can keep fighting with you until the team you finally pulled up is razed to the ground.

And although these little warlords have guns and cannons, they have no money. They can burn through the money after a few small-scale battles, and their equipment is not as good as others.

Therefore, I dare not provoke the Paradise Group at all.

Because you can win once, or even twice, but certainly not the third or fourth time.

The other party has money and can lose countless times and still make a comeback, while the small warlord loses once and it is over.

These days, wars are all about making money. A shell can cost hundreds of thousands of dollars, which means more money than anyone else.

"As long as someone dares to do it, I can always spend money to support his troops to fight with the Paradise Group." Su Qing's tone was calm, but she revealed strong confidence.

He lacks everything except money.

Nothing can be solved with money.

It's like spending money on a dog that bites.

Ling Feng heard this and said, "I know a group of local armed forces, there are three or four thousand people. If you can really support him, he will definitely dare to fight."

Qin Hui still has two or three friends. He has been in North Africa for so long, and of course he has his own connections.

"Contact him, as long as he is obedient, as long as he dares to fight, the money will be available in minutes." Su Qing smiled.

Ling Feng got up and said, "I'm going to call him now. He saved my life before because he brought me into the mercenary business. If nothing else, he has no problem with his reputation, and he knows how to behave. "

"Okay, you can communicate with him. As long as he has the guts, I can pay 10 million US dollars to buy weapons for him." Su Qing picked up the teacup.

He is not afraid of the other party taking his money.

After Ling Feng left, Su Qing saw that the sky was still early and the moonlight was very good, suitable for the sun before the flowers.

Suddenly he missed Xue Ying, so he decisively called Han Bing.

"Bingbing, guess who I am."

"Nerve, what's the matter." Han Bing was speechless.

Su Qing pretended to be affectionate and recited a poem: "Looking up at the moon, you can't see the sky, only the beauty of the moon..."

"Speak human words." Han Bing interrupted the casting.

Su Qing: "I miss you, come out to admire the moon."

"To reward your head, do you want to admire the moon? I'm embarrassed to say it." Han Bing's tone was dismissive.

Su Qing said: "I'm already on the road. If you have the heart to wait for you in the car tonight, then don't come out, drive, hang up."

"Hey, you rascal..."

Su Qing hung up the phone directly, wanting sister paper, and wanting a face, how could there be such a good thing.

The girl and the face are destined to have only the same choice.

So he chooses girls.

He and Ji Xianlin have the same dream.

If he thinks about it this way, his level of thinking has risen to the level of a writer.

Whoever dares to call him lsp again, he will follow whoever...

Calling brothers (*/ω＼*)!

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"Asshole, bastard, bastard..."

Han Bing, wearing a black and white one-shoulder suspender dress with long hair and a shawl, stood in front of a cafe at the back door of the campus and kept greeting someone.

It can be seen that she has light makeup on her face.

It's almost ten o'clock and I put on makeup.

As the saying goes, women are those who please themselves.

Woman, it's just so duplicitous.

While scolding someone as a rogue, he prepared carefully for this unethical date.

"This bastard, it's been half an hour, didn't he just say that he was already on the road, and lied to me again!"

His feet were softened, and before seeing Su Qing's shadow, Han Bing felt that he was too humble.

It's me who licks the dog?

Not long after, a silver two-seat Mercedes-Benz sports car slowly stopped in front of her: "Get in the car."

"Master, you've come to the fore." Han Bing said yin and yang, and opened the door to get in the car: "After waiting for 40 minutes, my feet are weak."

"Really, let me see." While Su Qing spoke, she bent over to grab her feet.

Han Bing blushed and avoided: "You are sick, so many people are watching, hurry up and drive."

"I was just about to drive, isn't that why you avoided letting me drive?" Su Qing was righteous.

Han Bing was too lazy to pay attention to him, and made a gesture to unbuckle his seat belt: "If you can't go, I'll go if you don't go."

"You're not a child anymore. It's dangerous for an adult not to unfasten his seat belt." Su Qing stepped on the accelerator.

"Shut up, you know that I'm not a child anymore, I don't need you to teach me."

Su Qing said: "I mean, it's okay for you to have an accident, but it's not good for me to be deducted from surveillance cameras."

Han Bing was about to collapse due to Su Qing.

Su Qing opened the hood, blowing the night wind, the car drove to the suburbs, the soothing music drifted in the wind.