"The piece being auctioned below is a bronze jue. According to expert research, it probably dates back to the Western Zhou Dynasty. Please bid."

As soon as the host finished speaking, a famous rich man began to call out the price.

"I'll pay 200 million."

"I'll pay 500 million."

……

"I'll offer [-] million." When the quotation was fierce, Fu Guang walked out of the crowd.

"Stop fighting, everything here today belongs to me!"

As he spoke, he also took out a remote control from his body.

"I have installed bombs on all the ships. If you want to survive, be obedient and take out your money..."

"Bah bang bang." Feng Yun clapped his hands and walked out.

"You're acting well, keep acting, let me see who you can kill today?"

Xu Zhengyang, at this time, had also turned on the signal jammer he was carrying.

This is a good military thing that Fengyun got from the Mao Xiong Country. The effective range can reach several hundred meters. It can block the electronic signal on a cruise ship. It shouldn't be too simple.

At this time, some wealthy people also recognized Feng Yun.

"Boss Feng, I am a bronze member of your Hongxing Security."

"Boss Feng, I want to become a member of your Hongxing Security, is it still too late?"

……

"Are you Fengyun?" Fu Guang said.

Then, he saw Gong Wei next to Fengyun.

"Okay, so this guy is yours, and I felt like there was something wrong with him."

"Feng Yun, you are such a killer in Causeway Bay. Today, I want all of you to die for me!"

After saying that, Fu Guang pressed the button on the remote control.

With a "beep" sound, many people screamed.

However, to Fu Guang's surprise, no bomb detonated.

"Xiao Ma, let the other party see what it is like to play with bombs?" Feng Yun said calmly.

"Okay, boss."

Xiao Ma immediately took off the clothes on the RPG to disguise himself.

A rocket launcher was on his shoulder.

With a "swish" sound, a rocket exploded at Fuguang's position.

Poor this big thief, he died with a rocket before he could realize his ideals in life.

Fengyun looked back at Gong Wei and said teasingly: "Gong Wei, is this the target you spend a lot of energy tracking? It doesn't look good."

Gong Wei could only smile bitterly.

My boss is really high-profile in his work.

What kind of gangsters are they? It's just a matter of one rocket launcher. If it can't be solved, then two or three.

When a group of wealthy people saw Brother Fengyun's violent style, they all secretly made a decision in their hearts. After returning home, they must sign a long-term contract with Hongxing Security.

If you can't beat him, then join. It's very dangerous to be an enemy with such a guy, but at the same time, if you have such a guy as your friend, your life will be particularly peaceful.

Without any extra steps, Fu Guang was eliminated with one shot, and the other boys immediately put down their guns and raised their hands high.

They are just thugs, not cannon fodder.

Look at your small-caliber pistol, and others have a large-caliber rocket launcher. There is no need to fight this battle at all.

At this moment, a piece of news was broadcast on the big-screen TV.

The news picture showed a strait with a cruise ship burning in flames.

"This morning, a Persian oil tanker was attacked by an unknown missile while passing through the Strait of Hormuz.

There is news that Babylon’s spokesperson claimed that they are trial-producing a short-range missile. Since this missile is in the trial-production stage, the error is extremely huge..."

The distance from Baghdad, the capital of Babylon, to Hormuz is more than 1000 kilometers.

In other words, Babylon has the conditions to carry out long-range precision strikes, and can even cover the entire Gulf Peninsula.

Since then, other countries on the peninsula have exploded.

Today, Babylon can use missiles to bomb Hormuz, and tomorrow, they can use missiles to bomb their own capital.

As a result, a tense atmosphere began to spread over the Gulf Peninsula.

This sudden news did not have much impact on other people because they did not have much contact with the Gulf region.

But Fengyun almost opened a bottle of champagne to celebrate.

If Mohammed were here, he would definitely kiss the other person's forehead. What the other person did was really beautiful.

It is said that selling anxiety can make money. Now, this big melon thrown by Babylon can be regarded as selling anxiety to the extreme.

"No, Gong Wei, you stay and deal with the things here first. I have to go back first and have some important matters."

The Babylon missile, which sank a Persian oil tanker more than 1000 kilometers away, has caused an uproar.

Not only Mao Xiong, Beacon, and the British are extremely concerned about this matter, but other countries living on the peninsula are also raising their nerves to the highest level.

King Abdullah of Saudi Arabia even convened an emergency military meeting to discuss the impact of this incident on his country.

"The long-range missiles owned by Babylon have broken the regional balance. They may launch missiles into our capital at any time. What do you think about this?" King Abdul spoke.

"Your Majesty the King, I believe that we in Persia should also possess this strategic weapon. If we do not possess this strategic deterrent, we will sooner or later become a vassal of the other party." Field Marshal said.

"Mr. Marshal, let your people investigate this matter. Where did the other party get such a long-range missile?"

……

Huaxingshe.

Editor-in-chief Liao also saw the news immediately, but due to the professional mismatch, he did not think it would have any impact.

When his little assistant told him that there was a gentleman named Fengyun and asked him to meet in the evening, Editor Liao felt a thump in his heart.

When Fengyun asked him to meet, nothing was easy.

After this period of contact, Editor Liao felt that his hair was getting bald.

In the evening, I came to the box that Feng Yun had arranged.

Today, Fengyun was more disciplined and did not order a little girl to wait on him.

"Boss Feng, what do you have to do with the old man today?"

"Brother Liao, did you read today's daytime news that a Persian oil tanker was attacked by a missile in Hormuz?"

Editor Liao nodded. Then, he seemed to suddenly remember something and said in shock: "Xiao Feng, does this matter have something to do with you?"

Fengyun nodded, raised a little thumb, and said: "Brother Liao, actually, this matter really has something to do with me."

Afterwards, Fengyun told Editor Liao everything that happened during this period in detail.

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