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He wanted to kill Antonio, and he also wanted to cut off Zhang Kuishan's head and stuff it into the deepest part of the dirtiest wellbore in the sewer.

But for now, it is impossible for him to do this - these two people are social celebrities. As many as billions of assets are the biggest obstacle to the killing action. Moreover, although the federal police's case-solving rate is extremely low, driven by huge amounts of money, even the lazy detective will be stimulated to burst out with vitality.

There is too much evidence to point the murderer at Zhang Xiaoxian. Instead of throwing her into a Jedi, it is better to take her far away and fly to New Minsk that no one can find. It is his own private territory. Even if the federal government requires a forced search, it is impossible to find Zhang Xiaoxian there.

The premise of doing this is that she must have a brand new identity. To do this, Zhao Yi can only rely on Gerald, or Zhou Yiming.

After listening to Zhao Yi's low voice, Gerald fell into silence. He thought for a few minutes, staring at the beer can in his hand, without agreeing or refusing.

"Are you sure, do you like this girl?"

Gerald's questioning was quiet.

Zhao Yi nodded.

"So, are you sure she really loves you?"

The answers obtained are the same.

"Okay! I know how to solve this problem."

Gerald muttered, tilting his neck and pouring a big mouthful of beer. Although he frowned and his expression on his face made Zhao Yi feel as strict and kind as his father. His subconscious mind told him that this seemingly fierce middle-aged man could indeed become the object of his heart to express himself with all his heart.

"I can help her get an active military status."

The general frowned, and the light in his pupils was flashing: "However, you have to take her out of the earth as soon as possible, and you can't set foot on any immigrant planet in the future. You must know that any cosmic port needs to be authenticated. Of course, if you want to cause more trouble for yourself, just pretend that I didn't say anything."

Gerald's tone sounded like a very stern rebuke. But Zhao Yi understood that this was actually a specific form of tolerance for a rude man. He smiled and raised the beer can, touched Gerald, then took out a memory chip from his shirt pocket and handed it over.

"This is my gift to you."

Gerald glanced at him, took the chip, grabbed it with his finger, raised it high, and looked closer to him for a few seconds. Then, he inserted it into the interface of the microcomputer on the coffee table. On the light blue virtual screen, an internal perspective structure diagram of a space fighter jet immediately appeared.

"What's this?"

The general sips beer casually. As a senior officer who commands tens of thousands of troops, he has read the production drawings of space fighter jets countless times, and has long been memorized by the performance and firepower data. In terms of appearance alone, this drawing is actually an ordinary model of G31 aircraft.

Gerald didn't understand why Zhao Yi wanted to show him this? He subconsciously glanced at the screen and was about to continue asking, but his face suddenly changed. He stared at the image of the slowly rotating fighter plane on the screen, and clenched his five fingers tightly, twisting the beer can in the air.

He enlarged the screen as fast as possible and looked at some of the most important parts. Gradually, his body trembled like uncontrollably. A few minutes later, Gerald suddenly closed the screen, leaned back against the sofa, closed his eyes, and took a deep breath.

"What the hell is this?"

He asked again, and when he opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Yi, an extremely strong gaze had already been released from deep in his pupils.

"This is the latest space fighter. I named it "Fire"."

Zhao Yi kept smiling. He picked up the cigarette box from the coffee table, took out two, and handed it to Gerald.

"Did you design it? Or did you get the drawings from other people?"

The general took the cigarette with a serious and serious expression. With his experience and vision, it is not difficult to see that the performance of this type of fighter has greatly surpassed the g31. Whether it is aerial combat capability or firepower system, it is far beyond the existing models.

“I own 100% intellectual property.”

Zhao Yi turned on the lighter and said, "I have made a prototype and can be inspected by the General Administration of Military Industry at any time."

"oh?"

Gerald put down his cigarette that had already taken a sip and asked in surprise: "Are you going to hand over this thing to the military?"

Zhao Yi smiled: "To be precise, it should be handed over to you."

Gerald frowned again.

As a general, he knew very well how much this new aircraft could play in the battlefield. It is no exaggeration to say that this is equivalent to adding at least five percent of the combat effectiveness to the Federal Fleet. There is no doubt that as a designer, Zhao Yi could get extremely rich profits from this drawing. However, he actually wanted to hand over his achievements to the General Administration of Military Industry. This means... the military will get the real production technology of the aircraft, rather than spending a lot of money to buy the finished product from it.

“I don’t recommend you do this.”

Gerald shot ash: "The benefits between the two are simply disproportionately transferred directly to the sale of finished products. You should understand that the difference is at least more than 60%, or even seventy. Of course, I really appreciate the spirit of individuals willing to contribute to the country. However, it is not worth it to exchange for the title of "Patriot" for as many as 10 billion, or even hundreds of billions of dollars. You may not be very clear about the inside story of the General Administration of Military Industry—those guys have darker hearts than the dirtiest genitals. They will rack their brains to maximize the profits of this aircraft, and put the benefits into the pockets of officials of all sizes. And you... can only get a medal made of inferior metal."

“It’s just an exchange——”

Zhao Yi directly expressed his intention: "I need to get more support, especially the military."

Hearing this, Gerald's eyebrows moved, and he thoughtfully threw the beer can in his hand into the trash can, but his inquiring eyes kept staring at Zhao Yi.

"I want to get absolute control of ag64."

Zhao Yi didn't want to hide anything from the general.

"You are already the garrison officer there."

Gerald was a little puzzled: "This is enough to give you control of the entire planet."

"It's not enough, I want to be the governor there———"

Zhao Yi smiled and said this. His voice was very light, but the meaning contained was extraordinary.

The Governor is a higher-level official position above the garrison officer. Compared with the garrison officer, the Governor holds greater power and also covers all aspects of economic, political, military and other decision-making power in the garrison area. It can even launch wars against other hostile planets.

"This is impossible———"

Gerald shook his head repeatedly: "The parliament will never pass such a requirement. Even if you come up with drawings that are better than this, those people will never let you serve as the governor of ag64. You should know that the garrison officer and the governor are two completely different concepts. This means that you can form a ** fleet there, which will inevitably cause more power disputes within the military."

"I don't think so."

Zhao Yi said calmly: "ag64 is very barren. If you use this as a basis and do not consider economic factors, maybe... the parliament does not mind setting up a new governor in the distant universe."

Gerald looked at him with a complicated expression and asked slowly and lowly: "Tell me why I do this. I want to hear the truth from your mouth."

“I need to get a tax-free license for ag64 for at least fifty years———”

Zhao Yi did not hide anything. He explained in great detail his ongoing plans in New Minsk. Recruiting civilians, cleaning up gangs, and improving the environment... Of course, he hid the most critical parts of brainwashing, underground bases, "miracles" and the research of evolutionary agents. Despite this, what is presented to Gerald is already a new planet with strong development potential.

"You actually want to transform there into a tourist planet?"

Gerald could only express surprise at Zhao Yi's idea. This was not the part he was good at, but he could feel the confidence released from the depths of Zhao Yi's eyes.

......

Antonio sat in an expensive and comfortable soft chair, staring at Zhang Kuishan opposite him with an angry and cold look.

"You have to give me an explanation----"

His tone was full of resentment and hatred: "I really doubt what role you play in this matter. In public, she insulted me in front of so many people. You, and your daughter, must pay the price for it———"

They were chairs of the same height and in the same sitting posture. Zhang Kuishan looked nearly thirty centimeters taller than Antonio. This huge advantage in figure made him instinctively contempt—————He wanted to throw this old Jew with almost bald hair out of the window, then pull out the pistol as quickly as possible, aim at the sharply falling body in the sky and pull the trigger... However, this was just a fantasy in his mind. Even if he really wanted to do this, he had to clean Antonio's pocket and get the rich property under his name.

"I don't want to get involved in the matter between you."

Zhang Kuishan had a faint smile on his face: "Yes, Zhang Xiaoxian is indeed my daughter. But I have no right to interfere with her freedom, and it is impossible for her to do things she doesn't want to, or doesn't like. I don't know what happened between you. As for the night you mentioned... I'm not present, it is naturally impossible to make a judgment."

"Let her come out and let her say it yourself———"

Antonio's face was completely distorted, and a large amount of white powder shook off from his face. It felt like he had been disrepair, and was soaked in water leakage, and was exposed to the sun, and naturally loosened the falling wall.

His roaring sound was too loud. Even Zhang Kuishan, who was afraid of his heart, was aroused strong anger and a fierce and cold light appeared in his eyes.

"If I were you, you wouldn't be so excited. You'd better sit down and pay attention to your way of speaking."

Zhang Kuishan pinched his fingers hard, making a "crackling" sound of joints, and said coldly: "Don't forget, this is my home, not a nightclub where you can let you play tricks———"

Antonio opened his eyes angrily, and a violent and thick air ejaculation ejaculated from his nostrils. He suddenly stood up from the chair, supported the table with both hands, and stared at Zhang Kuishan from a high position. This method of forcibly increasing the height of his body did not achieve any expected results. After a few minutes of stalemate, he had to sit down slowly with anger and gradually calm down.

"Let her come out, I have something to say to her."

The old Jew suppressed his anger and eased the anger on his face as much as possible: "I think she might have misunderstood what I mean. To be honest, your daughter is the cutest and most beautiful woman I have ever seen in my life. I don't want to lose her."

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"Then I should go and have a look———"

The old Jewish look at this moment, completely like a pitiful unrequited man who is deeply trapped in love. He rubbed his hands back and forth, his tone and attitude were low: "I will invite the best doctor and use the best medicine. I think... she should forgive me."

"If I were you, I wouldn't have appeared at this time."

The smile on Zhang Kuishan's face became stronger and stronger: "You can give her some flowers and small gifts, and I will be responsible for handing over them. Girls like these things very much. If you really want to be her future husband... then you must adapt to these little tempers that I find unbearable. Haha! You should have heard a famous saying - keeping an appropriate distance will easily lead to beauty and understanding."

This was said very sincerely, and Antonio finally believed Zhang Kuishan's words. He nodded vigorously, and knocked on the table with his hand with a huge sapphire ring, saying, "Since that's the case, I'll come back in a few days. But... there's another thing."

"Please say———"

The smile on Zhang Kuishan's face was even more charming than the most coquettish prostitute.

"We...I mean, my daughter and I. Can we... get engaged first?"

After hesitating for a long time, Antonio finally expressed his intentions. Especially when he said the last two words, his wrinkled face could not see any expression of shame, but was filled with unprecedented expectations and a fanaticism that was inconsistent with his age.

"got engaged?"

Zhang Kuishan looked at the old Jews in a daze. Although he had already prepared for such things, he still felt very ridiculous when he thought about Zhang Xiaoxian's charming face and Antonio's face as if it were a tree roots.

"I don't want this matter to be uncontrollable."

Perhaps to cover up his uneasy mentality, Antonio coughed lightly and said, "Of course, I will let your daughter feel enough sincerity."

"oh?"

Zhang Kuishan is looking forward to the following.

"What do you think of using 50 billion federal standard currency as engagement money?"
To be continued...