Solving Middle Age Crisis by Intelligence System-Chapter 635 - 422: Sudden Bad News!

Inside the grass hut, Chen Xiaozhi was trembling on the ground with a gun pointed at his head.

Once the tyrant of Southeast Asia, now like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, he didn’t even have the courage to look up at Qi Yun.

He swallowed with difficulty, "Money... I’ll pay for my life, would... would thirty million USD be enough?"

"Where’s the ledger?" Qi Yun glanced at him, his tone completely cold.

Chen Xiaozhi’s body stiffened, he raised his head suddenly, disbelief etched on his face as he looked at Qi Yun.

That ledger was his most core secret, his one chance to turn things around, and he had never told anyone about it.

How did this guy in front of him know!

Qi Yun didn’t care about his shock and slowly took out a cigarette case, "You have one minute left."

Chen Xiaozhi’s face instantly lost all color, his eyes filled with terror and struggle.

He bit down hard on his lip, cold sweat dripping down his forehead, "I... I can’t say, if I do, I’m doomed. Those people won’t let me off!"

Smoke swirled around, obscuring Qi Yun’s cold eyes.

"Then you can die now."

With that, he stepped out.

Simultaneously, A Ming’s finger slowly pressed on the trigger.

Chen Xiaozhi was instantly frightened out of his wits, hurriedly begging for mercy, "No! Don’t kill me! I’ll talk! I’ll talk!"

"The ledger is... in the lining of my clothes..."

A Ming immediately put away the gun, searched the lining of Chen Xiaozhi’s clothes, and found a small black USB drive.

Qi Yun took the USB drive, plugged it into the tablet, and started browsing its contents.

Folders popped up on the screen, each named directly after people, with a few names unusually conspicuous.

Qi Yun raised his head, a hint of surprise in his gaze, he had come across these names online more than once.

"Your scam company is connected with them?"

Chen Xiaozhi nodded, "The outside world says I’m a despicable scoundrel, but... I’m actually just a puppet controlled by these people."

"Tell me in detail." Qi Yun seemed quite interested in these secrets.

Chen Xiaozhi stared blankly at the ground, silent for two seconds, then slowly opened his mouth, "At first, I was just a small thug at the casino..."

His hoarse voice recounted how he rose from a low-level thug to the position of Duke of Cambodia.

It turned out this guy could spend twenty million US Dollars on a birthday party for the prime minister, turn ten electric districts into "economic special zones," and even become an advisor at the ministerial level, all because of capital fuelling the fire from behind.

To put it bluntly, he was just a facade, responsible for laundering the money earned from scams, organ trafficking, and various black industries through dozens of shell companies and Bitcoin.

And the scale of their black-gold empire was exceedingly large; besides the 130,000 Bitcoins seized by the Americans and the 29 mansions in Great Britain, the empire had over a hundred billion USD scattered across multiple underground banks.

It’s just that those assets weren’t directly accessible to him, he put in great effort to only gather thirty million USD before fleeing.

Now that he exposed himself, it’s like revealing the wallets of those patrons to the light of day.

Chen Xiaozhi could only flee as a desperate fugitive, but the patrons are different; their assets are tangled and entrenched, once targeted, they’re hard to escape.

So besides the government hunting him, those patrons are also trying various ways to find him.

Qi Yun listened to him finish, pulled out the USB drive, put it in his pocket, and walked outside silently.

...

The sky gradually dimmed, about forty kilometers south of Ri Cuofeng, lies a flat area.

Brother Quan, An Zai, Niu Da, and Da Pao were lying in the snow, holding automatic rifles in their hands, with several clips and grenades placed in front of them.

The cold wind blew, snowflakes hitting their faces like needles, but there wasn’t a trace of retreat on their faces, especially An Zai, his eyes revealed an irrepressible excitement.

"Damn it, finally a chance to go all out and fight!"

Brother Quan checked the time, shouting into the earpiece, "No. 5, No. 6, any discoveries?"

Eight hundred meters away, behind a ridge, Chen Wei and Eagle were lying behind snow-covered rocks.

Each had a sniper rifle set up front, waiting vigilantly and observing ahead.

Upon hearing Brother Quan’s voice, Chen Wei pressed the earpiece and replied, "Nothing so far."

Soon, a booming sound from the sky approached unexpectedly.

Following closely, two small flashing red lights appeared in the scope, quickly advancing in their direction.

Those were two black helicopters.

"Target sighted!"

Brother Quan rubbed his hands, his tone serious, "Proceed according to the plan!"

"These old foreigners covet our Huaxia treasures, the boss said, life or death don’t matter!"

"Understood!"

A chorus of responses instantly came through the earpiece.

"Dare to come to our territory to rob, today will be their final destination!"

...

Meanwhile, in Myanmar, after Qi Yun and his team got what they wanted, they didn’t linger and began their return along the original path.

The situation here was chaotic; various armed factions were as numerous as cattle, so everyone remained cautious along the way.

Just as they were about to reach the checkpoint, Qi Yun’s phone rang in his pocket. He took it out and glanced at the caller’s name, subconsciously twitching his brow.

It was Gao Min calling.

"Hello."

"Bo... boss, we... we’ve been attacked." The voice coming through the receiver sounded weak, "Zhao... Zhao Qing and Nuannuan are injured..."

"What did you say!?"

Qi Yun suddenly sat up straight, his body tense, "How’s the situation!? Are the injuries severe!?"

On the other end, Gao Min was still breathing heavily, accompanied by the shrill honking of car horns in the background, "It’s... it’s not good, we are rushing to the hospital..."

Buzz!

Qi Yun felt as if struck by an iron hammer, a buzzing sound in his ears, and his face turned pale.

His left hand clenched tightly, his mind plunged into chaos, almost forgetting to breathe.

After two seconds, he forced himself to calm down, "Where are you currently, which hospital are you heading to? How’re the others?"

A succession of questions spilled out, each word revealing his current anxiety.

"On Satellite Road, heading to the city... city hospital, Bro... Brother Duan’s injured badly too."

Upon hearing this, Qi Yun’s heart sank even deeper, he tried to hold back his emotions, "I understand, you guys go to the hospital first, I’ll arrange everything else."

After hanging up the phone, he swiftly dialed Yu Baoshan’s number, impatiently speaking before the other could respond, "Director Yu, my people are heading to the city hospital, they’re severely injured, please arrange the best doctors for treatment immediately!"

On the other end, Yu Baoshan froze for a moment, realizing something major had occurred, not daring to utter a single unnecessary word, he quickly replied, "Yes, yes, don’t worry, I’ll call the city hospital to arrange, no, I’m going there now..."