The attack was a bit big.

It was directly on the Washington Post and was widely circulated. Although shootings often occur in Hawkshang, this method of using bombs to open the way is still rare, and most of them are seeking wealth.

For example, the grandson of Paul Getty, a legendary figure in the last century, was kidnapped by a local group while traveling to Italy. They asked him to have a ransom of 14 million. At that time, Paul was worth 2 billion US dollars, but he was only willing to give out 4 million. This made the robbers a big deal and got some small parts for Paul. Although the latter was anxious, he still insisted that 4 million was not let go.

After negotiations, the grandson was released, but since then, no one has ever been willing to kidnap his family.

When it was not necessary, the kidnappers and other outlaws were unwilling to go to death to offend a rich man, just like the later Superman family. If the ransom was not given, would the thieves kill people in that century?

The most likely possibility is that someone mediates in the middle, and the possibility of killing is not very high.

Rich people are comparable to strategic weapons at any time, and they directly throw out a bounty of 100 million US dollars, and some people will fight for them.

Therefore, the explosion that occurred in Tangdao Villa, many experts believe that it is a "venge killing!"

A well-known local detective in Washington said in a variety show that he was willing to help solve the mystery of the murderer on the condition that he would give him $2 million, otherwise bad luck might be with Tang Dao for a long time.

Then…

That night, when he came out of the hotel, four or five gangsters pressed into the alley at the back door and beaten up. This physical salvation made many big-mouthed people shut up, and many show hosts also received notifications that if they raise this sign again, they would be out!

Although Americans emphasize freedom of speech, they also believe in class.

Under the series of chaotic fists of Tang Dao, the news media suddenly became much quieter.

But now the fire in his heart still cannot be extinguished.

Because the villa was destroyed and needed to be renovated, the cost here was about 200,000 pounds. He didn't want to hear other rumors anymore, so he ran to his villa in Boston. This time he learned to be smart. In addition to stricter security, he also specially purchased several hot scanners.

"Boss, the J party has restricted your requirement to leave the country and requires you to be summoned within 72 hours." As the lawyer director Felix wore a pair of gold wire glasses, he began to learn to add a bit of elegance to himself.

"Grass!"

Tang Dao cursed and frowned, "Can you apply for revocation?"

"I'm afraid not. They are preparing to file a case against your villa that has a large number of weapons that exceed the scope of a gun license. Moreover, I found that several judicial institutions have planned to jointly sue you, and even in the judicial field, this matter is brewing."

Felix's words are very subtle and try to be tactful.

But when Tang Dao heard this, he squinted his eyes, like a rattlesnake, staring at him so hard that he felt chill all over, "You mean, someone wants to mess with me."

"Yeah." After hesitating, Felix nodded, quite worried, "The firearm law in Washington, DC is very strict. Individuals cannot possess other firearms except pistols, and cannot exceed 5 bullets, nor can they have grenade launchers, bayonets, etc. These are illegal. If they exceed them, they will be imprisoned for about 25 months."

25 months, about two years!

Too many things have happened in the past two years, especially when Tang Dao's industry building is still laying the foundation. If he leaves him, it will definitely collapse in the next second. The consortiums in the south and the hyenas in Africa are all salivating at the interests in his hands.

The more you get, the calmer you have to go.

"What's the solution?" he asked at Felix.

"If you can, you can only leave here."

This is to deceive Tang Dao and illegally escape. This plan was immediately rejected by him. He didn't want to become a wanted criminal. The most important thing is that his career line has just gained a foothold in North America and just left like this, but I can't bear to leave."

"Actually, the most important thing is whose name is the house?" Felix asked with a frown as if he was thinking of something, "You can do another excuse to avoid guilt."

It's not my house, how do I know where the gun came from?

"I remember that I asked the agent to hang this name on an overseas foundation, and the name of the foundation was Hassan!" Tang Dao thought about it carefully and said that the foundation was established in the name of Hassan. It was nothing more than donating money to it every year, in the name of funding for reconstruction and repairing the school, but the money was just a kickback to Hassan.

This is a way for both sides to maintain a win-win situation. If the other party uses Somalia funds to buy arms, he must express his own opinions.

In fact, to put it this way, isn't the ownership of this house at all?

Felix jumped up from the sofa and spoke righteously, "I think they are a kind of slander, discrimination against a friendly foreigner, and even selfishness under racial discrimination."

This guy is now resurrected with full blood, and his confidence comes suddenly.

"Boss, I am confident that I can let the other party remove the restriction order. If the other party comes to sue, I can let them lose the case, but the necessary public opinion propaganda..."

"Don't worry, I will let you cooperate with you in this." Professionally, Tang Dao still believes that Ying Jiang's laws look very healthy, but there are pitfalls everywhere, and they are gaps set for the rich. In addition, they are labeled as a certain racial discrimination, which will allow Tang Dao to avoid being held accountable.

He is now a little grateful that he had decided to put the property in Hassan's name.

This is simply the greatest operation at present. You must not use your real name to save your life!

"So what do I need to do now?"

"Cooperate, just cooperate with J. I will solve the others." Felix replied.

Tang Dao put down his legs and stood up and patted him on the shoulder, "Great, you are the best lawyer, guy."

"I'm just an endorsement for justice."

Whoever has money is justice?

Maybe it's a fallacy, but is late justice considered justice?

…

Bang!

"Fake! Get out of here."

In Washington J Bureau, an angry shout sounded from the Oss office.

Everett and his partner came out from inside, and the two looked at each other, a little helpless.

Oss called them in and scolded them just now, but the pressure from someone above made him feel overwhelmed, and then pulled the two of them in to vent. Of course, he could still withstand these, warning Everett that if he didn't find any problem, he would send them to the farm!

"Man, are you really going to continue to investigate? I don't think this is anything to the rich man."

"Didn't you see it? His villa is an arsenal! My intuition tells me that this must be a wanted criminal, hidden very deeply, and our current evidence is enough to send him to prison." Everett said with a smile, and patted the other party, signaling him to relax.

But his partner always felt uneasy. He shrugged and took the cup to pour some water. He just hit the head with the field where he was delivering the newspaper.

"Hey, Old Bente, is there any good news?"

The older Bente looked up and looked weird when he saw the other party. "Of course there is, but I don't think you like it, especially Officer Everett."

"Let me see." When the partner heard this, he put the water cup next to him and took the newspaper. After glanced at him, his eyes suddenly became narrow. He finally knew what Bent's expression meant. He took the newspaper and ran towards Everett's desk. In the other party's surprised gaze, he slapped the newspaper on the table, "What happened."

"What's wrong?" Everett frowned, opened the snack, stuffed a chocolate candy, and stretched out his head to see a piece of news on it.

"Washington J. Officer Everett suspected of racial discrimination?"

Cough cough cough... He almost choked to death by candy.

I...Black, racist against others?

Fark!

What is this operation?!
Chapter completed!