"Ka!"
"Ah!"
The assassin discovered, the bone was reset.
"Thanks!"
"Don’t thank too soon."
"Huh?"
"Your life is not fully secured yet. Now, imdiately, go to Malaysia. As for the target, we will send it to you when you arrive. Rember to cherish this opportunity."
After saying this.
Without asking a single question, the fighter turned around.
And left.
In the room.
"..."
The assassin looked bewildered, I... can’t understand it at all? Also, if the employer calls later, what should I say? Bro, can’t you give so concrete hints?
A minute later.
No one ca back.
Alright then.
I’m not soone without intelligence, since there are no instructions, let’s go without principles. Took out his mobile phone, removed the SIM card, and then tucked it into his pocket, hey! How smart am I!
...
Malaysia.
Capital city.
Kuala Lumpur, a large villa.
"Unable to connect!"
"..."
"Unable to connect!"
"..."
"Unable to connect!"
"..."
Ten phones in total, all unable to connect.
Obviously.
The assassin knelt down.
"Smash!"
Vika threw the mobile phone, in anger. Last ti at Davos, wanted to cooperate, but was ignored by Tang Qing, ca back, and the more he thought about it, the more annoyed he beca. Even so, they often rubbed salt into the wound.
It’s the Hummingbird.
The construction in Malaysia was in full swing, often appearing in the news, and every ti he saw it, it seed to mock him, mock their family. This ti, after his ntal state exploded, he had an idea.
To deal with soone.
There are many thods.
To deal with a tycoon.
There are also many thods.
However.
To deal with soone like Tang Qing, a super-rich, the choices were limited. First, Tang Qing was young, but didn’t indulge in debauchery, and was reclusive, with few truly understanding him.
Second.
Strong protection.
Screw it.
Previously didn’t pay attention, didn’t know. Upon recent investigation, Tang Qing only traveled by military convoy, and never with fewer than ten bodyguards. Vika couldn’t help but despise: Isn’t that too afraid of death?
Where’s the courage?
Third.
Assassination.
No organization would take it, and even if there were those bold enough, the price would be beyond his reach. Dammit, a net worth of over three hundred billion dollars, how much would he have to pay for soone to do it?
Fourth.
Business strike.
Ha!
Don’t kid around, even if a consortium makes a move, it might not cause Tang Qing’s business empire to collapse. As for the local Hummingbird, every ti he tries to make things difficult, soone imdiately steps in to protect it.
Unless he uses the power of the family.
However.
He’s still keeping this matter hidden from the family.
In the end.
There was only one thod left — sar, spread rumors, false accusations. These were low-cost and effective, Tang Qing had a good reputation, a youth idol. If he could disgust him a bit.
Tsk tsk!
Vika was thrilled.
Oh!
Before even starting, he was already daydreaming. Sitting back on the sofa, Vika planned the next steps. Neither of them could expose him, so he was still safe.
According to the plan.
One delivering the photos dies.
Then.
A scandal could be packaged: Tang Qing maintained inappropriate relationships with multiple won, was discovered by soone, blackmailed for hush money, later harbored a grudge, and killed that person.
Logical.
With evidence.
Explosive.
The truth?
Doesn’t matter, in today’s world, only the buzz matters. The masses don’t care about the truth, only whether the spectacle during ’eating lons’ is exciting enough, stimulating enough, just that.
Ultimately.
Even if Tang Qing cleared his na, it would be useless. So things, once etched in people’s minds, cannot be erased. The higher the status, and appearing frequently in the dia, it repeatedly awakens these mories.
Therefore.
Considering the cost.
Considering the effect.
Rumors.
It’s entirely a low-investnt, high-return industry. After this round is over, continue to the next, rumors like Tang Qing getting soone pregnant in middle school, beating seniors, stealing from shops.
Even.
Tang Qing is this rich, yet no scandals, so how about a reasonable guess: a sa-sex relationship. It’s not excessive, though it would eventually be cleared up, as long as it could disgust Tang Qing in the process.
But.
Now.
The first step was stuck, drastically reducing the later effect.
A dark tactic.
Might have no effect at all, there must be an ’avenge killing’ type trigger, escalating the situation so that subsequent steps are easier. Otherwise, the masses won’t be drawn in.
On the sofa.
"Why, when I deal with Tang Qing, everything goes wrong."
Vika was furious.
At this mont.
The landline rang.
"I’m ready here," the voice on the other end said excitedly.
"There’s been a change."
Vika spoke.
This ti.
To disgust Tang Qing, he had an ally, each with their own part of the plan.
"What?"
"Were we discovered?"
The person on the other end panicked. Who is Tang Qing? The world’s second-most wealthy with a net worth over three hundred billion dollars. If he retaliates, he truly couldn’t bear it. As for Vika, at least he had family protection.
"Not that."
"Just the first two steps failed."
"..."
This ti.
The other party was also stumped, the first two steps were crucial, and they had failed. He couldn’t help but wonder if the people Vika found were inadequate, such simple tasks, they couldn’t even make contact.
How could they fail at this!
How incompetent must they be?
"Should we... pause?" the voice on the other end weakened.
"No."
Vika disagreed. To pause is to admit defeat.
"But."
"No buts, hang up for now."
After finishing.
Vika hung up directly, pondering how to cause trouble for Tang Qing.
Ten minutes.
...
Twenty minutes.
...
Half an hour.
...
Suddenly.
Vika’s eyes lit up, he had an idea.
"Haha!"
"I’m still the clever one, Tang Qing, watch how I turn the tide and give you a good lesson."
However.
Not five minutes of smugness passed.
"Click!"
Two pairs of cold handcuffs rcilessly shattered all his joy, he opened his mouth wide, eyes full of bewildernt, "Officer, you must be mistaken, I haven’t killed anyone."
"Also."
"Who did I kill?"
Vika was dumbfounded.
Once inside.
The police said nothing, displayed an arrest warrant, and handcuffed him, he didn’t even have ti to react. Although he had hired killers in the past, there were no trails leading back to him.
He managed it cleanly.
"Want to know?"
"Hmm."
"Recollect it slowly back at the police station," the officer looked at him indifferently.
"..."
Do you know who I am, you dare to co arrest at ho, just wait, I will certainly have your superiors give an explanation for this, I’m quite busy, and a great idea hasn’t even been implented yet.
At this particular ti, to disturb .
Humph!
The audacity.
"I demand to make a phone call," Vika said.
"Sure."
"That’s your right, make it on the way, first get in the car."
Without further ado, two Malaysian police officers took Vika into the car. Vika didn’t resist, as his family’s influence, as long as there was no solid evidence, could easily get him out safely.
Small matter.
Might as well go for a stroll.
This big.
Never been inside, it’s also a decent life experience.
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