After hearing his brother Song Ziwen's question, Song Ziming suddenly laughed, as if he had a bad idea in his heart. His eyes rolled around, then he laughed and said loudly,
"Where else could it be? Of course, it's in our family's unused warehouse number one in Shanghai.”
After Song Ziming said this,
At the window of the room next to the hotel.
Suddenly, there was the sound of someone jumping out of the window.
After hearing this voice, Song Ziwen immediately ordered the security guards beside him,"Hurry up and go next door and capture those people. We absolutely can't allow them to leak the news!”
However, it was already too late.
When the security guards rushed into the next room, they found that the people in the next room were calling to report the situation outside.
Especially those who were on the phone, they were speaking Japanese!
The Japanese were also involved!
Needless to say, the location of the warehouse where the gold was stored had been exposed.
When Song Ziwen heard the news, he immediately made a call.
"Hello? Immediately order the Central Army troops stationed in Shanghai to gather at the Song family's warehouse number one! No matter what vehicles passed by, they would all be intercepted. If they encountered resistance, they would be executed on the spot!”
Obviously, this news had been completely leaked.
After the call, Song Ziwen glared at Song Ziming, who was still smiling, and scolded him loudly,
"You still have the face to laugh? Why did you say that so loudly just now?”
"Didn't you ask me to say it? That's why I said it…My big brother, why are you blaming me now?”
"It would be fine if the gold wasn't lost. If it was, you'll be punished by your father!”
Song Ziwen bid farewell to the two German ministers.
Then, he left in a hurry.
On the contrary, Song Ziming still looked relaxed.
"Erm, my two German friends, we will complete the transaction normally. You don't have to worry about the transaction failing!”
Even though Song Ziming had said that.
However, the two German ministers already knew that someone was going to rob the gold, so they were worried that the deal would fail. They no longer had the hope of making a deal.
"Yes, Mr. Song. Just hand over the gold to us safely. At that time, our Germany will definitely complete this transaction.”
Under such circumstances, Song Ziming just smiled and didn't say anything.
Anyway, there was nothing in the warehouse. All the money was with him. He would let these idiots fight with a bunch of empty air!
"Yes, my two German friends. I wish us a happy cooperation in advance.”
Song Ziming shook hands with the two German ministers.
Then, he chose to leave with his men.
"Little Master, Eldest Master said that he wants me to bring you home quickly to lie low.”
As soon as they got into the car, the driver, Uncle Liu, turned around and said.
Song Ziming looked at his watch and said,""It's already five in the afternoon. We can have dinner later.”
Uncle Liu understood that the young master was unwilling to go home.
"That's fine. Young Master, how about we go to the 36th Division's camp for two days? I heard that there's a new batch of firearms there…"
"No!"
Song Ziming refused immediately.
It was obvious that Uncle Liu was being instructed by his brother, Song Ziwen.
He wanted Song Ziming to go to a safe place.
After all, this was gold worth 100 million dollars. Moreover, it was casually taken out by Song Ziming. Countless people coveted it.
He asked Song Ziming to go home or to the military camp.
It was to protect his safety.
At this moment, Song Ziming was very confident that he could guarantee his personal safety!
"Bang!"
A sudden gunshot rang out.
The front tire of the moving car had been blown out by a bullet.
The car suddenly lost control, and Uncle Liu quickly turned the steering wheel…
"Clang!"
The out-of-control car crashed into a wall on the side of the street.
At this moment, seven or eight people with guns in their hands suddenly rushed out from the shops on both sides of the road and rushed straight towards the car that had been hit by the accident.
"Ding, portable mind control device activated…Target is under control!”
The plainclothes officer at the back raised his gun.
Without any hesitation, under Song Ziming's control, he directly fired at the other plainclothes officers.
The plainclothes officers who were running at the front fell to the ground one after another.
They had never thought that they would be stabbed in the back by their own people.
Before he could finish his clip, the sniper on the roof opened fire and killed the plainclothes man.
The plainclothes officer who was being controlled instantly broke free.
However, Song Ziming controlled another plainclothes.
The plainclothes officer at the front opened the car door and shouted in Mandarin with a Japanese accent,
"Bagayalu, get out here!”
Then, a fist the size of a casserole met his attack.
"Ah!"
The Japanese plainclothes officer screamed and flew out…
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