Las Vegas, 1:30 a.m.

A convoy of seven cars left from the back door of the Tara West African Casino and headed toward the Las Vegas Prosperity Airport along the Airport Expressway. The car was going very fast, but... it was not as fast as the helicopter.

After Ibur received the news of the death of his brother Iliara, he was furious immediately and immediately dialed Baddeley's number. However, the cold and arrogant voice on the other end of the phone remained the same. He was so angry that he immediately threw the phone.

Phone call. He knew very well what was going on. He didn't even have time to mourn for his brother, so he quickly organized people to return to his sphere of influence, South Africa.

Here he and Iliara became dependent on each other. He took over Iliara's underground organization to protect his property from losses, and the benefits he gave Iliara were not small. Both parties were mutually beneficial. His main work in the United States was

His protection comes from Iliala, and now Iliala can't even protect himself, let alone his brother. Fortunately, he has been operating in South Africa for many years, and he also has connections with the armed forces there. I believe he can get more protection than in the United States.

Safe protection.

He has already established contact with the armed forces in South Africa. As long as he returns to South Africa, he will not have to fear the threats posed by people like Pharaoh. And now, he is less than a kilometer away from the Prosperity Airport. This is not a good thing for his luxury fleet.

, basically you can reach it with a snap of your fingers, and he began to slowly relax.

"Tap-tap-tap...tap-tap..." A series of machine gun fires came from outside the car. Ibur immediately tensed up and asked the driver in front: "What's going on!"

"I don't know, boss! We... seem to have been attacked!" The driver drove nervously and hurriedly explained to Ibel. At the same time, he stepped on the accelerator wildly, trying to use speed to throw away the pursuer behind him. Unfortunately, he thought

It's simple. No matter how fast a Rolls-Royce is, it will always be slow in front of a helicopter.

"Boom!" A loud noise came from behind the car. Ibur looked back in panic, only to find that a group of soaring flames behind him were moving quickly, then dimmed quickly, and jumped into the wildness on the roadside. It should be

other vehicles in his fleet.

"Contact the convoy behind immediately and be sure to stop their attack!" Ibur yelled crazily to the assistant sitting in the co-pilot, but the moment his shouts fell, he heard 'Puff, puff, puff!

He was very familiar with the popping sound. It was the sound of the airflow caused by the rapid rotation of the helicopter's propeller and wind pressure.

"Boom...boom..." The successive explosions made Ibur's face become extremely dark. The five cars following him had all been destroyed, and now only his Rolls-Royce and the one in front were left.

A Mercedes Benz.

"Accelerate...accelerate!" Ibur shouted at the driver, and at the same time asked the men in the car in front of him through the radio to open the sunroof, attack the helicopter as much as possible, and force the helicopter to leave.

But at this moment, a flash of light shone in from the rear window, and a Lamborghini came from behind like lightning. There was a figure standing on the passenger seat of the car, without a gun in his hand. He was watching from a distance.

It seems like there is something on my shoulders...

"Oh Shet!" The Lamborghini was getting closer and closer, and Ibel suddenly shouted in panic, holding his head in his hands, and hurriedly urged the driver: "Turn around quickly! Get out of the way! Get rid of him..."

Wang Yang stood on the passenger seat of the Lamborghini. A homemade low-power rocket launcher was fixed on the front window. He was adjusting the sight in an interesting way, just like he used to play competitive games, aiming with the cross in the middle of the crosshair.

My fingers trembled when I saw the car in front of me that was swerving left and right.

"Please hurry up, there are still about 10 kilometers ahead and we will enter the airport surveillance range." Hillman shook his head helplessly beside him, controlled the steering wheel and speed, and tried to maintain balance, but Wang Yang seemed to be addicted to playing.

Zai Yin smiled and took aim, but didn't fire, which made him anxious. If it weren't for the fact that he was about to reach the airport surveillance area in front of him, he wouldn't bother to remind him.

"Okay! Okay..." Wang Yang held the launcher with his left hand, raised his right hand, held the pistol level, and fired randomly at the car. Ibur and others were panicked, while Hillman was even more helpless.

Shaking his head, this girl still has the intention to increase the difficulty of the game by herself...

"Click..." The trigger sound of the transmitter's operation was very clear, and Wang Yang pressed it with squinted eyes.

"Chichi..." After the trigger sounded, there was a short and brief moment of blankness. There seemed to be a chichi sound, but just for a moment, there was a white smoke, followed by a loud 'boom', and Rolls in front of him

Les instantly exploded into a ball of fireworks, and a wheel on fire, like Nezha's Hot Wheels, fell next to the Lamborghini.

Wang Yang took the time to put away the transmitter, then pressed the switch on the roof of the car. Then he huddled in the passenger seat and said lazily to Mo Keli: "Go back, it's done..."

"Are you sure?" Kalani felt confused and asked over the radio.

"Don't worry, I didn't just shoot randomly with the pistol." Wang Yang smiled proudly and said: "The first shot hit the car on the left, the driver ducked to the right, the second shot hit the car on the right... I was relying on inertia.

If Ibel hides again, won't he have to leak out from the pillow? Just shoot him in the head, don't worry, everyone?"

"Yes!" Kalani was really happy when she heard Wang Yang say this. Others nearby were also very satisfied with Wang Yang's current performance, and Pedro also showed an expression of appreciation.

Hillman glanced at Wang Yang sideways from the side. He had mistakenly looked away just now, thinking he was just kidding. Who would have thought that he wanted the driver to dodge left and right and throw Ibel's head off? This rocket

No matter how powerful the launcher is, it is still a rocket. Now, it’s great that such an awesome weapon can be used to deal with the scene...

The matter with Ibul has been resolved, and the pre-publicity of Pharaoh E-commerce Company has been completely completed and has been put into normal production. The first batch of products is a batch of tablet computers. This is a product that Terry compiled and combined with a lot of technology software. Although

The configuration is not the best at present, but the performance can be said to be definitely the most stable.

The main promotion and sales market for their first batch of products is China, because everyone knows that China has always been the largest consumer platform in the world. The reason is very simple. The demand here is huge and there are many consumers. Basically, as long as your product

It’s not particularly bad, you can find a market here, it’s just a matter of whether it’s bigger or smaller, and you can earn more or less.

The publicity work for foreplay has been put in place, and a group of domestic manufacturers have requested to participate in the press conference to discuss domestic agency issues. Now they are waiting for the first batch of products to be produced, organize a press conference in China, and determine the agency issue, and this
Chapter completed!