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"Only the bodyguard was controlled, but the target was not captured. The target disappeared?"

After hearing the report from his subordinate, Naseeruddin stared at Dalvi with his eyes wide open in disbelief.

"Sea, land and air are all blocked, and even the sewers are under our surveillance. How could people disappear?"

Dalvi asked Naseeruddin in shock and anger.

Naseeruddin was speechless.

Ask him, who is he asking?

"waste!"

Dalvi was angry.

Naseeruddin said bravely: "The kid committed a murder in the night market earlier. Many witnesses said he could fly. Is it possible that he can really fly?"

"Hundreds of pairs of eyes are watching overtly or covertly, and there are multiple drones monitoring the sky. Even if he can fly, how can he still be invisible? And he has a woman with him!"

Dalvi's voice was stern.

In the command car, except for Anil Ambani, who was gritting his teeth with hatred, everyone else was silent when they saw the usually gentle Dalvi getting angry.

"It must be hidden in the hotel, search!"

Dalvi didn't believe that Chen Muze flew away or disappeared out of thin air.

A large number of military police and more than a dozen police dogs poured into the hotel.

Sun rise.

A new day has come.

Morty ate his breakfast and looked at the important information compiled by the Intelligence Department, which was similar to the internal reference of the Chinese military or the Government Affairs Council.

His face became increasingly ugly.

Insurgent areas are growing.

Demonstrations led by universities are growing in several major cities.

At the Imperial College, which Indians are most proud of, some students also instigated demonstrations against him.

"your phone number."

The servant came over and handed Morty his cell phone, interrupting Morty's thoughts. Morty suppressed his anger and answered the phone.

"People disappeared?!"

Morty stared and stood up suddenly.

The servant was startled.

"We searched the hotel and found nothing. The old man and the ten bodyguards who stayed in the hotel didn't say anything. Do you want to use some tricks?"

Dalvi asks Moody for instructions.

The 70-year-old Moti couldn't bear the continuous blows and stimulations and felt dizzy.

He placed one hand on the dining table, closed his eyes and took a deep breath.

"gentlemen……"

The servants hurriedly came forward to help him.

"You step back."

Morty straightened up stubbornly.

A strong person doesn't want to show his weakness in front of anyone.

The servant had no choice but to retreat.

In the restaurant connected to the garden, Morty slowly sat down, took off his glasses, and rubbed his gray-bearded cheeks. He was obviously tired and even depressed.

"Let those people go, this matter is over." Morty's words were tantamount to admitting defeat.

"Yes."

Dalvi, who was far away in Mengcheng, felt his heart drop.

Snapped!

Morty threw his phone on the table. The only way he could do it now was to give in.

...............

Magic City.

Haoxiang Group Headquarters.

On the 136th floor, in the world’s highest sky garden.

Chen Muze sat on a wicker chair and talked with Moti for more than 20 minutes. After that, he said to Xu Wanqing who was waiting aside: "Sister Wanqing, you send a working group over to have a symbolic talk with Indian officials, and the other party will The penalty will be revoked and the account will be unfrozen."

"too……"

"My name is Mu Ze."

Chen Muze interrupted Xu Wanqing with a smile, and he slept with Ruth. He knew the taste after eating the marrow, but now he looked at Sister Wanwanqing, and he felt a little distracted.

Xu Wanqing noticed the strange look in Chen Muze's eyes, and her heart trembled slightly. With that desire, she quickly covered it up and said, "Then I'll go and get busy. Mr. Lei is still waiting outside."

"Okay." Chen Muze nodded with a smile. Just now he wanted to pull Sister Wanqing into his arms and caress her.

When he was a boy, he thought that he must be better than his father in relationships and loved only one person in his life.

Now he seems to be following in his father's footsteps.

Genetic?

He shook his head and smiled bitterly.

The sound of footsteps came.

Chen Muche put aside his distracting thoughts and turned to look at Lei Jun who was walking over.

"Prince."

Lei Jun walked up to Chen Muche.

"Uncle Lei."

Chen Muze smiled slightly, and still seemed to respect Lei Jun, an old minister and hero of the Chen family, in his address, but he did not let Lei Jun sit down.

In the past, when Chen Muze faced an old minister of the Chen family, he would definitely ask him to sit down.

Lei Jun couldn't help but feel uneasy.

He would do this when he faced Young Master Chen more than twenty years ago.

"I heard that it was Uncle Lei who worked hard to convince Aunt Huang to invest in India five years ago." Chen Muze's smile did not change.

"Yes."

Lei Jun admitted and added: "At the beginning, I thought that India's population of more than one billion is a huge market, and early layout is conducive to the development of the group. No matter what, I would have never imagined..."

"I never thought that India would kill the chicken to get the eggs?"

The smile on Chen Muze's face became even stronger.

Lei Jun nodded helplessly.

"Uncle Lei, do you know why Aunt Huang is so resistant to investing in India?" Chen Muze asked Lei Jun again.

"I know, Mr. Huang mentioned to me that more than ten years ago, Mr. Chen said that India was a large pig-killing plate and not worth investing in. But five years ago, I thought that the times were developing and changing, and Mr. Chen might not know everything. middle……"

When Lei Jun said this, he sighed.

Chen Shao expected everything to be like a god.

But he thinks he is smart. For Haoxiang Group, tens of billions of dollars in gold is a drop in the bucket, which is enough to show that the gap between him and Mr. Chen is as different as clouds and mud.

Chen Muze stood up with a smile, patted Lei Jun on the shoulder, and said: "Uncle Lei, don't doubt my dad's judgment again, because my dad never misses anything."

"Yes, Prince."

Lei Jun lowered his head, which was tantamount to admitting his mistake.

"This time I went to India. To be sure, there are only 100 million people in India." Lei Jun was stunned by Chen Muze's words.

100 million people?

What is this?

"What I mean is that only 100 million people in India have the spending power. More than 900 million people are concentrated in rural areas, 70% of whom are tenant farmers, who farm land for landlords. There are still 120 million people in the cities who go hungry every day. Untouchables, this is the case now, and it must have been even more so five years ago. Didn’t Uncle Lei learn about this when he went to India for inspection?"

Chen Muze's tone was not harsh at all, and his smile remained the same, but to Lei Jun, it was like torture of his soul.

"I……"

Lei Jun was speechless.

"Do you think India will be the next China, with rapid urbanization and industrialization, and a large number of rural people moving into cities, getting rid of poverty and becoming rich?"

Chen Muze smiled and shook his head, as if he was denying the future of India, and seemed to be disappointed with Lei Jun's original judgment.

"God still favors the descendants of Yan and Huang."

Chen Muze suddenly sighed.

In the past hundred years, great men have continued to descend from heaven and overcome obstacles to change the fate of the country, and his father is one of them.

There is no such person in India.

Moti, who is praised by the West, is nothing more than a ruthless politician with some ambitions.

"The country of India will only get worse in the future, or even cease to exist." Chen Muze's eyes flashed with sharpness at the end.

Lei Jun was surprised.

The Firefox Legion will not provide any assistance to the Indian rebel forces. This is Chen Muze's promise to Moti.

However, Pandora's box has been opened by him. The three thousand Sikh veterans who left the Fire Fox Legion will be like a spark that can start a prairie fire.