Chapter 463: Kurt's calculations (7)

463.

Hearing this, Zhang Feng nodded secretly in his heart. Now Zhao Qiang basically controls the underground world of Rwanda. If he only relies on collecting protection fees, he can really make very little profit. Moreover, he drifts outside the shop without getting real Control.

If these stores can be included in the bag, the control will be strengthened, and the profits will be greatly increased, and it will be much more convenient to become the actual controller of the store and to make other arrangements.

Nodded and said, "Zhai Qiang, I don't think there is any problem with your idea, just how much capital is probably needed. Can our liquidity chain still be transferred?"

Zhai Qiang obviously had already made this budget. Now that he heard Zhang Feng agree to it, the fatigue in his eyes was replaced by excitement. He immediately said, "I have already calculated it and there is no problem at all. Brother Feng, and mine. The plan is not to become a fat man in one breath, but to give priority to a few stores with the most potential to acquire, and then use the profits generated by the stores to purchase other industries."

Such a snowball-like method made Zhang Feng very agree that there is no need to invest a large sum of money to be locked up.

"Okay. In this respect, you are more professional than me, so just let it go! If you have any difficulties, tell me and I will find a way to solve it! If you have nothing else to do, go to bed and take a good rest. Everything must be based on one's own body. When the time comes, the body will be broken. No matter how much industry there is, no amount of money will be in vain." Zhang Feng finally reminded him.

Zhai Qiang smiled and nodded, and said, "Then I'm going to rest, Brother Feng." Then he got up and walked into his room.

Zhang Feng was the only one left in the living room. He sat on the sofa and smoked two cigarettes. After carefully calculating the plan in his heart, he went into his room to sleep after making sure that he was safe.

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Two days later, Mike, who was well prepared, took the 01 of the Black and Unchanging Special Forces and the 11 of the White Wuchang Special Forces on the plane to the United States.

Zhang Feng and Qiang Sen drove back to the house from the airport. On the way, Zhang Feng asked: "Is there any news from Kurt in these two days?"

Johnson shook his head slightly, and said: "Two days ago, he moved directly into the Rwandan government army garrison, and he did not have any contact with us. I am afraid he does not intend to trade arms with us!"

Zhang Feng shook his head slightly, and smiled: "Don't trade arms with us? This matter is not for him. Hmph, I make him have to trade with us!"

Johnson looked at Zhang Feng. He didn't know why Brother Feng was so confident, but he didn't ask any more.

When the car drove into the house, Zhang Feng and Johnson walked into the living room. Zhang Feng muttered to himself: "It seems that we have to find a way to meet Kurt again."

"Huh?" Johnson said in surprise: "Brother Feng, now Kurt is in the Rwandan government army's garrison. We won't want to break in?"

"Broken in? When did I say I would break in?" Zhang Feng sneered: "The two of us are not superhumans, and we don't want to find death. Of course, we can't forcibly break into the Rwandan government army station, but should I? Let Kurt take the initiative to come out and meet us."

Johnson was even more confused. Kurt is not a fool. How could he come out to meet us on the initiative?

Zhang Feng sat on the sofa, took a cigarette out of his pocket, and smoked it slowly. After a long time, he said, "Johnson, I'm writing a letter. Then you will put on a dirty braid and send it to Kurt. ."

With that said, Zhang Feng walked into the study, wrote a letter and put it in the envelope. Handed it to Johnson and said, "You can send the letter to Kurt's house then!"

Although Kurt is now living in the garrison of the government forces, there must be someone guarding the house, and the person who can be chosen to stay must be his confidant, so this letter can naturally be delivered to Kurt.

And Zhang Feng is confident that as long as Kurt sees his letter, he will meet with him anyway.

Johnson had no objections to Zhang Feng's order and left the house with the letter.

His alertness is still very high, he is very careful along the way, and he is even more cautious when he enters the rich area.

While the soldiers at the door were not paying attention, they wrapped the stones in a letter and threw them to the door, and then drove away.

The soldier who picked up the letter was as expected by Zhang Feng, and did not dare to open it for inspection. Instead, he quickly confessed a copy to others and drove the letter into his pocket toward the government army station.

The Rwandan government army station.

Kurt sat in the room with a sad face.

The injury on his leg is still aching, but it is not in his consideration. What he is most worried about now is the head on the neck.

As the first person to follow Manfred, he naturally knew how harsh Manfred's methods were.

So he understands that this time I am afraid it will be more awful.

Only the dead can keep the secret. In order to ensure that he will not say everything he shouldn't say, Manfred will definitely find the opportunity to kill himself to avoid future troubles.

Over the years, he helped Manfred collect money, knowing too many secrets, sometimes too much, but it was fatal.

While he was worrying about how to save his life, the soldiers who stayed behind in the house walked in, carefully took out a letter and handed it to Kurt, saying: "Minister, someone just threw this letter at the door, and You look here?"

The soldier pointed to the blood-weeping wolf head painted on the envelope, which was painted by Zhang Feng.

Kurt's teeth rattled, what does it mean for the blood wolf mercenary group to send a letter to himself? Now that I cannot protect myself, how can I return them to trade arms?

I opened the envelope suspiciously, and saw that the description on the letter was very simple.

"Manfred wants to kill you, and only I can save you! Two days later, at midnight, Razer Bar!" This is all that Zhang Feng wrote.

Zhang Feng was sure that Kurt would meet with him when he saw these words. He is like a drowning man now, no matter what others throw down, he will hold it as a life-saving straw.

Kurt crushed the letter, looked up at the soldier in front of him, and asked coldly, "Did you read it?"

The soldier was taken aback, his head shook like a rattle, and said, "No...no. I didn't watch it!"

"It's fine if you didn't watch it. Pour me a glass of water!" Kurt nodded and said.

The soldier immediately walked towards the water glass, the sound of a bang shot, and the bullet penetrated his heart from behind.

Turning his head and looking behind him in disbelief, he saw that the muzzle of the pistol in Kurt's hand was still smoking. His eyes were full of disbelief, he clearly didn't see why he still died.