I Don’t Want To Be Popular Chapter 1123: If you want shares, you need to go to Chen Shao’s head

The two golf **** that were thrown overturned two oncoming cars, and the other two slowly slowed down and stopped chasing.

It seems that even gang members, not desperados, know how to take their lives. Indeed, almost no one is not afraid of death, ants are still greedy for life, let alone people. Some people are not afraid of death, it is because he has not yet felt the fear of death up close.

Like on this highway, the two small **** thrown back by Chen Chuan at high speed directly blew up and rolled the two cars, and the other cars had to be weighed too.

"The simulation experiment shows that when the vehicle travels at a speed of 70km/h, the apple thrown from the window can shatter the front windshield of the vehicle behind; at 120km/h, the apple thrown from the window is close to a small diameter The impact of the pistol bullet. In addition, due to the air resistance, the thrown object accelerates backwards, and the small ball has a huge speed difference with the car behind. Teacher Chen, do you think I am right?" Chen Chuan The body came back from the window and said.

"I teach you music, not physics... I'm not good at math, physics and chemistry." Chen Yanyan said.

"Lixin, what do you think? Are you afraid of high-speed parabola?"

Chen Chuan asked Wang Lixin in the back seat again.

Wang Lixin nodded: "I'm afraid of my mouth. This place is also afraid of my mouth. How did you provoke them, let's leave this country?"

Chen Chuan sat in the back seat, looked at the pale face of classmate Wang, and said: "Everyone is innocent and guilty. The reason is very simple. I was on the street in Cape Town with a young man surnamed Li in our country. Mr. Li had an enchanting female secretary who was robbed by the bikers, but the biker was stopped by Mr. Li's bodyguards... So, Mr. Li beat the two bikers. As a result, those two were local Gangsters, Helen gang. The Helen gang came to us and started blackmailing. You haven't seen anything more thrilling... After lunch that day, forget it."

"No! How can you say half of what you're talking about, don't make people lose their appetites, and hurry up and say, what happened after lunch that day?" Wang Lixin asked.

"Don't talk, don't scare you."

"Tell me! You are this person! It's like when you're halfway through OOXX, you get out and don't get it. How uncomfortable is that? Hurry up!" Wang Lixin stared.

"When did I do that?"

"I'm making an analogy! Hey, why are you pulling my skirt... this is in the car..."

"Who told you to say that..."

Chen Yanyan was driving the car, looked back from the rearview mirror in the car, and saw Wang Lixin being pressed in the back seat in a "childbirth" posture, she said: "You two stop, don't fight, you have to lay down. If the car hits again, my driving skills are not good, and the car may roll over at any time. You two are detained in the car like this and rescued, how embarrassing..."

……

That night, in a hidden but well-decorated hotel in Cape Town, Chen Chuan and two girls fought a night of fighting against landlords. On the way, Chen Chuan took a "combat capsule" and maintained a strong combat effectiveness throughout the process.

In the morning, Chen Chuan woke up after taking a nap for only an hour.

I couldn't sleep well because I had what happened last night in my heart.

Misty is the seaside mist.

Chen Chuan was smoking a cigarette across the road in front of the hotel.

The cigarettes were bought at a local commissary in a white pack with the words ZambiaRevey, Zambia Revenue Agency. This should be a local local cigarette. One thing to say, the smoke is big and choking, with an earthy smell, and it is not very easy to smoke. If you smoke at home, it is estimated that the wife will be kicked out of the house.

It is precisely because of this choking that Chen Chuan smoked downstairs early in the morning. He didn't want to be stared at by the two girls, he just wanted to be praised together like last night.

Buzz!

The phone vibrates.

A text message from a stranger, in English.

Chen Chuan took it out and took a look, the message reads:

Tim Helen was hospitalized with severe injuries. He was diagnosed with broken 18 ribs, and was in a coma due to a heavy blow to the left atrium, causing congestion and water accumulation. Two SUVs overturned and one exploded and caught fire. Four of the six people in the car were seriously injured and two were slightly injured. In addition, the two people who were rewarded by Li Jianchao before, the one who was burned by you with a cigarette butt, and 10 people in the entire Helen Gang were hurt by you. The company behind the Helen Gang is furious, the prince can't keep you, and you need to leave South Africa immediately. As for your property [Carlton Center], the prince will guarantee that it will not be harassed by gangs and will operate normally, but only if the prince has a 10% stake. Come over with a price.

After reading this information, Chen Chuan took a breath. ,

Who sent this message? Jan Ferto? Put aside the double reeds and want shares in [Carlton Center]?

"Who are you? Come out for an interview." Chen Chuan replied to the other party.

"10am, Table Mountain Cafe in Victoria Harbour," the other party replied.

Chen Chuan put away his mobile phone and went to a restaurant a few blocks away for breakfast.

During breakfast, Chen Chuan called his property manager, Sanne, and asked her to go to the gun store to buy a gun.

At eight o'clock, Sanne brought a small silver suitcase containing a silver Beretta semi-automatic pistol and four magazines. Small and delicate, good grip. This is one of the top ten famous guns in the world, and the loyal partner of the hero in the film and television drama. 30,000 rounds of live ammunition with zero failure.

"4279 rand, send four magazines, boss. Because regular gun shops need a gun license issued by the police station to buy them, so this one is not regular, so it's a bit more expensive." Sanne said .

Chen Chuan calculated that it was about 1,900 yuan, less than 300 dollars, so he took out his wallet and ordered three 100 dollar bills for her.

Sanne declined a few words and accepted. After all, she is quite poor, and she has a daughter who is studying in an art school in Europe to support.

"Boss, when are you leaving here? My daughter is here to see me, and I think I'll treat you to a meal," Sanne added.

Chen Chuan waved his hand, he doesn't have time to eat now.

Sanne smiled and didn't say more, just said: "Then boss, you are busy, I will ask you when you are done for a while~IndoMTL.com~ I will go first."

"Sanne, can you introduce me to that Jan Felto?" Chen Chuan asked suddenly.

"Reliable, Yang's father and my mother are old acquaintances, Yang is from the Scandinavian royal family, and he is very well-connected in the open market, and he has to sell his face as powerful as the Helen gang. The boss is in trouble here. You can just find him," Sanne said.

Chen Chuan took a "spit", thinking to sell a wool face, in his manor, the people of the Helen gang all took out their guns.

After letting Sanne go.

Chen Chuan returned to the hotel with a suitcase at 8:30 in the morning, and saw that the two of them were still sleeping sweetly.

The movement of the leather shoes stepping on the floor made Chen Yanyan open her eyes.

The beauty with a clean and gentle smile smiled and asked, "You get up so early?"

Chen Chuan walked to the head of the bed, kissed the big baby on the forehead, rubbed his face and said, "I'll go to Victoria Harbour, come back at noon, it's safe here, you can rest here."

Chen Yanyan nodded with her beautiful big eyes.

Chen Chuan put the suitcase on the bedside and said, "I'll teach you how to use this. You can shoot at critical moments. No matter what the other side is beaten, I will be responsible. In fact, you two girls Traveling around the world is quite dangerous, try to play only in safe places. Come, stretch out your hand and hold the gun.”

Chen Yanyan stretched out her fair wrist from the bed and held it.

"Is this the way to hold it?" Chen Yanyan held it lightly, rubbing her little finger, and asked.

"Hmm...well, then again, pull the trigger lightly, of course, the bullets haven't been loaded yet." Chen Chuan commanded.

"Oh, then if I hold it for a while, will it load automatically?" Chen Yanyan turned over, from lying down to lying on her stomach, her sallow jade fingers firmly grasped the gun handle and kneaded it.