Hull never expected Tang Dao to ask him to take action, so he didn't bring the bodyguard. He was not like the other party, and he only brought a secretary with his enemies. The secretary went up to pull the fight from the beginning, but was fucked by Tang Dao with one punch.

After becoming the boss, his fist became even harder!

The little angels and the others tried their best to pull it. Instead, they ignored it. The pistol in the suit was taken by Tang Dao and pushed against Reg Hull's temple. "Idiot, do you believe it if I beat you to death!"

"Boss, boss, don't shoot, don't shoot!" Hurst Theodore quickly protected Hull. No matter how stupid the other party was, he was also the president of Boeing. If he died, something big would definitely happen!

In fact, Tang Dao is more rational than anyone else. The so-called impulse is just based on one principle.

Boeing has the final say for dozens of shareholders. He, Reg Hull, is just a spokesperson. The people behind it are the real big shots. Will they be willing to offend the savior?

Won't!

They are only willing to make money, and merchants do not want any changes. After all, Tang Dao is a minority.

But if he really kills Hull, it would be a different matter.

Tang Dao took a deep breath, stood up, closed the gun security, threw it back to the little angel, pulled out the paper from the dining table, wiped the blood from the lower finger peak, threw the garbage on Hull's face, turned his head and left, a real man would not look back at the injured!

The waiter outside also heard the noise and ran over, standing outside, watching the scene in fear.

When Tang Dao walked to the door, he stuffed a hundred dollars into him and said with a smile, "Call him an ambulance."

This is so cool to beat someone!

When Tang Dao walked down, he stood at the door of the store and held a cigarette. Smoking is not allowed in many areas of London. So when he lit the fire, a middle-aged white woman came across the street, "Sir, you can't smoke here, you need to be fined."

fine?

Things that can be solved with money are nothing!

Don Knife nodded at Hearst Theodore, who took out a stack of about £10,000, ", the extra one will be deducted next time."

Arrogant and domineering!

Looking at the pounds in his hand, the white woman seemed very despised, "Can you be free if you have money?" As she said that, she put the pounds in her pocket. Who smoked? She was lucky and picked up 10,000 pounds.

The smell of this cigar is really not as good as that of cigarettes. Tang Dao likes this barbaric smell. Looking at the streets outside, the pedestrians on the road salute him almost all the time.

"Boss, where are we going now?" asked the little angel in the co-pilot.

"Go back." Tang Dao looked outside and said, "I felt so painful today, and I felt uncomfortable."

Mad, Hull is almost beaten out, are you still feeling uncomfortable?

The Boeing boss was seriously injured in a tea restaurant. The news made it to Yahoo's front page headlines about an hour later, and then it spread in some specific circles. Everyone knows who the murderer is, Nicholas!

When I heard that guy was crazy, he used violence against Reg Hull, who was nearly 60 years old. The doctor said that his head was obviously congested and that if he didn't have timely surgery, he would die. Of course, this is circulating. No one knows what happened in the private room, and there is no monitoring.

Even if you want to call the police, you have to come up with evidence.

When Duke Gerald heard the news, he was playing with his own dog. He was stunned and didn't notice that the dog bit his finger and bleeding. The pain made him come to his senses. Seeing that the Fight was not letting go, he shouted, "Omg, Fake, Bush, let go quickly, hey, Bush!"

Fadou, who had the same name as the person who spoke Ying Jiang, finally felt something was wrong. He let go of his hand and was still shaking his tail. Gerald's scream attracted his family. When they saw Gerald covering his wound, they were nervous and called and sent him directly to the hospital.

The death toll from rabies caused by dog ​​bites in the UK is increasing year by year, so this is still quite scary. It is also destined to be there. When he arrived at the hospital, he met Cronin Cole, the director of the French Thales Group, who was still lingering in London. He finally came here and had to have fun.

And he happened to see Gerald, so he shouted.

"Mr. Cronin, why are you here?" Although the Duke was bitten by a dog, he still had to maintain his demeanor and forced a smile politely.

"Don't you know? Mr. Hull was sent to the hospital by that damn Asian. I'm here to see you. You are..." The Frenchman was filled with indignation when he spoke, as if his father had been beaten by Tang Dao. He looked down and saw the other party's bloody hand, and was stunned.

Gerald tried to make himself look calm, just this? A small injury, but it hurts so much, and he was very panicked, afraid of rabies, so the face was almost squeezed together, and his tone was light, "It's okay, I'm just bitten by a dog. I'll go and see Mr. Hull later, where is he?"

“icu!”

Gerald was stunned and blurted out subconsciously, "So cruel?"

Cronin Cole hummed twice, "That's murder!"

"Do you know exactly why?"

"That's a lunatic, he likes to use violence to solve problems. Have you forgotten how many people died in London for him? This is a murderer, and Asians are all violent scammers!"

Good guy, this is still an extreme nationalist. Gerald doesn't want to stay with him for a long time, otherwise the British media will start to have trouble again. If this is said, he will be in trouble, so he found an excuse to flash it first.

No matter how Cronin Cole shouted from behind, he pretended that he didn't hear it.

The Duke originally had a private doctor, but his family couldn't wait, so he still felt that he came to the hospital to get rabies vaccine directly. This is a private hospital and ordinary people can't afford it, so it took less than half an hour in total, and he bandaged the wound.

"You guys go to the car to wait for me first, and I'll go upstairs to see my old friends." Gerald hesitated and said, his family was very worried, but he waved his hand and took a bodyguard on it.

At the door of the ICU, he saw that except for Cronin Cole, the other senior executives of the league had almost arrived, and there was also Kotoya Nakasa who had a foot-basin chicken. Hull's wife was crying outside, and pulled someone to cry and said she wanted to let the murderer go to prison.

Browning Osmond of the aerospace company that was held back.

After Gerald came, everyone greeted him at the same time. When he saw the hand on his hand, he wanted to smell it, but he reached out to stop him. He buckled the itchy part behind his ears and asked with a frown, "What do you say?"

"It's very serious, if the surgery fails..." Cronin Cole said.

"Who can tell me why Nicholas beat him? Don't you know? Don't tell me that he is a lunatic. If you don't know, please shut up. This kind of internal strife has only been established for a few days. Do you think that if this is spread, we will be a joke?" Gerald was also very angry, and couldn't help but raise his voice, and then scolded the Frenchman who was about to talk nonsense. After sweeping everyone, his eyes were on Kutoya Nakasa, "Mr. Nakasa, can you tell me?"

The person who wanted to be a little transparent, suddenly became a person with a gathering eye. He felt helpless. Didn’t he just go to Tang Dao’s house once? Why did he treat himself as the other person?

He paused, nodded and said, "I just heard that Boeing has been buying information about the Savior recently, and the death of the latter's president of Eastern Europe has a lot to do with them."

Everyone felt embarrassed when they said this.

Especially the Frenchman who called the most happy, shut his mouth, but after just a few seconds, he said, "Even if this is the case, we can't beat people like this, we are all civilized people."

"Maybe, you have to thank London, not Africa." Gerald mocked, "They are not only doing arms business, they also have security companies. Sometimes, they think clearly before doing things and think clearly, so as not to be unlucky when they are out of luck, don't say we didn't remind you."

Nakasa Kotoshiya also spoke from the side, "He is also the real power chief of Somalia. That is to say, if he can, he can form an army with an unlimited number. If he doesn't want to live in trouble in the future, don't think about going against him."

After he finished speaking, he hid himself and refused to speak out again.

Nakasa Kotoshiya didn't know why he said that. Is this a matter of helping Tang Dao threaten everyone present?

Gerald was also full of surprise. He knew that Tang Dao was the chief and thought it was funny at the time. Now it seems that he is ignorant. This is real power!

Damn, no wonder Somalia's energy collection is controlled by people related to the Savior Company, where outsiders cannot enter.

"Okay, these are all off-topics. We have two things now. First, our alliance has paid for the medical expenses. This is considered an industrial injury. Second, since the Secretary-General is injured, we have to find someone to take the role. In June, the first military-industry alliance external exhibition will be held. The work is busy, so the injured cannot come."

Anyway, the medical expenses alliance is still available, such as members 50,000 pounds a year, while those with positions are 200,000 pounds, which means they can earn about 7 million pounds a year. This is just a membership fee. What is the purpose of this alliance?

Be able to help each other and transfer authorization.

The latest products will be published in the internal mailbox from time to time. Moreover, if individuals have no money, they can be organized together. For example, Tang Dao’s Hunter Series, there are 17 small military-industrial enterprises that intend to jointly contribute and then share the profits equally.

This is of great use for Tang swords

Being able to choose some excellent products around the world and then... sell them out. If you want to sell them in Africa, you have to find a savior company and other agents, just a small fuss.

Of course, I need a little commission here. As for how much, I will talk about it slowly.

Therefore, this military-industry alliance is also a tool for making money, and any group is wealth!
Chapter completed!