Chapter 40 The Situation

The government was, after all, still controlled by the Chinese, and these Malay soldiers were just die-hard elements within the army, a minority at that. Therefore, no matter how meticulously planned the previous arrangements were, the battle inside the building could not possibly last too long, an hour being the absolute limit. This building was a full forty stories high, with each floor having a construction area of three to four thousand square meters. A thorough search would take more than a day to complete. And if the new Prime Minister He Zhaoji didn't make an effective response after a full hour, then he simply didn't deserve to sit in that position.

Conversely, if the three of them tried to escape downwards, there were only a few exits from the building, and those who had arranged this deadly trap would definitely have deployed heavy troops to block the passages, making it even more dangerous. It wasn't difficult to think of this, but to consider it so thoroughly in such a life-or-death situation required calmness, wisdom, and courage—all three were indispensable.

The three of them ran to the top floor in one breath, but didn't go up to the roof. While going upstairs, they encountered several wealthy businessmen with bodyguards. These people were also quite familiar with Li Xianhai, and after gathering together, they had more manpower for defense. In less than ten minutes, they gradually heard miserable cries and shouts coming from below. When Fang Senyan went out to investigate, he saw a large group of dark-skinned local aborigine thugs had surged up, wielding gleaming *baleng* knives, iron rulers, baseball bats, and other such things, wantonly robbing and raping.

The originally luxurious and advanced building instantly descended into large-scale chaos. This was clearly also a means used by the schemers to cover up the truth, diluting a premeditated murder into a riot incited by ethnic conflicts. Mixed among the thugs were some people wearing gray windbreakers. These people didn't participate in the burning, killing, and looting. They looked cold and solemn, their steps were brisk, their hands were in their trouser pockets, and they kept looking around, obviously specially trained killers.

Once these killers spotted a suspicious target, they would inevitably open fire at the same time, riddling it with bullets. The thugs, on the other hand, only left thirty or forty people to rob on each floor, while the rest continued to climb the building to search, obviously using these ignorant thugs as cannon fodder!

Despite facing such a desperate situation, Fang Senyan wasn't too worried, because those two bottles of "Moutai 1950 vintage" had been placed by him on the bookshelf in the room on the seventeenth floor where they had stayed earlier. Even if the thugs searched, they would at most look behind the door, under the bed, and outside the window. How would they think that a bag on the bookshelf would actually contain liquor worth tens of millions? For Fang Senyan, completing the milestone was the primary goal, as for the life or death of this Mr. Li Xianhai, it was at most a bonus. It would be good if he could save him, but if he couldn't, Fang Senyan wouldn't care either.

After Fang Senyan returned, he told the others about what he had seen. The rest of the people, including Li Xianhai, seemed very indifferent, only a Mr. Huo, a Hong Kong tycoon, was very angry and cursed the beasts. In less than five minutes, the Indonesian aborigine thugs had already surged to the floor where Fang Senyan and the others were. The *baleng* knives and iron rulers they carried posed no threat to Fang Senyan. Moreover, with Dick, who had superb marksmanship, leading several bodyguards in the rear to take potshots, they immediately suffered heavy casualties. However, when those gray-clothed killers rushed over after hearing the news, the situation immediately reversed. Not only was Fang Senyan repeatedly wounded, but even Dick was shot in the right chest and seriously injured.

Fortunately, at this time, the sound of rotors "peng peng peng" came from the sky. Immediately afterward, three helicopters quickly flew in from beyond the sky and hovered directly on the roof terrace. Forty or fifty special soldiers in camouflage uniforms rappelled down and instantly guarded the passage to the roof. Immediately afterward, elite soldiers charged down. Although there were casualties, those gray-clothed killers were ultimately unable to compete with the regular army and retreated downstairs along with those Indonesian aborigine thugs.

These special forces were obviously the reinforcements that Li Xianhai had called. Li Xianhai, as the helmsman of the family's financial flagship, was implicitly a strong supporter behind the prime minister. He naturally had the authority of a superior. Although he had fled here in distress, his attitude was still graceful and tough. He snorted in his nostrils and sat down on a stool next to him:

"You came quickly!"

Saying this at a time when the bodyguards beside him were almost all dead, Li Xianhai was clearly carrying a strong hint of sarcasm. The leader was a lieutenant colonel, who blushed upon hearing this, but avoided the substance and went for the superficial:

"Mr. Li, you've been frightened, please board the plane and leave here immediately."

As he spoke, he reached out to guide him. Li Xianhai had been pampered and was tired and frightened all the way, so he naturally couldn't care about so much. He called out and boarded the roof, trying to leave by helicopter. The other wealthy businessmen also boarded the plane one after another. At this time, Fang Senyan frowned and blocked Li Xianhai's path, saying lightly:

"The aura of death is still strong between your eyebrows, obviously the tribulation has not yet passed. If you think you can escape from danger now, then you are courting death!"

The lieutenant colonel was about to make up for his mistake of "being late to rescue," but after hearing Fang Senyan's completely nonsensical words, he immediately turned pale and shouted:

"Come on, drive this madman out."

The soldiers next to him swarmed up, but Fang Senyan didn't resist at all, letting them push him around. A cold smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the Mr. Huo, the Hong Kong tycoon:

"Mr. Huo, I think you are also a person with a sense of justice. If you don't want to die, wait here for half an hour."

Li Xianhai stopped boarding the plane, hesitated for a moment before waving his hand and saying:

"Board the plane!"

Five minutes later, the three helicopters took off again with a "tut tut" sound. Just as they began to climb in altitude, flashes of fire suddenly appeared from the high-rise buildings next to them. Four "Stinger" shoulder-fired missiles were actually fired! After these three missiles were fired, the helicopters tried their best to evade, but two were still shot down. The other one crashed into a nearby high-rise building, and then circled crookedly a few

times before finally turning into a fireball and crashing.

Li Xianhai witnessed this scene through the floor-to-ceiling windows, and the muscles on his face couldn't help but twitch. He had already changed into a set of camouflage military uniforms at this time, and a soldier had put on his clothes and boarded the plane earlier. As a result, the ending after takeoff was like this. And the other wealthy businessmen, except for Mr. Huo, also died in the explosion. At this time, he was completely convinced of Fang Senyan and couldn't help but look at Fang Senyan and say:

"This... friend, what should we do next?"

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"You shouldn't ask me this question, you should go to professionals."

At this time, Li Xianhai still had a large half of the elite special soldiers left beside him. One of the officers was obviously still a little dissatisfied with Fang Senyan and came out and said stiffly:

"Sir! Our Third Division will arrive soon, I think the wisest thing to do right now is to hold on for reinforcements!"

In the past half day, Li Xianhai had walked on the edge of life and death many times, and the helicopter being shot down just now had made him break out in a cold sweat, obviously doubting the military's ability. He looked at Fang Senyan with an inquiring gaze. Fang Senyan took out his "Endless Vodka" flask and took another sip of wine, and smiled and said:

"I have no objection."

Seeing that Fang Senyan had no objection, Li Xianhai immediately felt confident and nodded, which was regarded as approving this plan. Li Xianhai also thought of what Fang Senyan had said just now. Rao was as shrewd as he was, and he was very uneasy in his heart. He couldn't help but invite Fang Senyan over and said:

"I don't know what the aura of death you mentioned just now means?"

Although Fang Senyan looked mature, his appearance looked only twenty-four or five years old. It could be said that Li Xianhai was treating him with courtesy by calling him Mr. Fang Senyan, of course, couldn't say that my perception is strong and I can detect snipers and killers around, so he sacrificed the magic trick that all swindlers use, that is-------acting cool. He shrugged, smiled, and shook his head helplessly.

Facing Fang Senyan's body language, Li Xianhai began to fully exert his imagination:

"Uh? Is it that you can't say it? There's no way to say it? Or you don't know how to say it?"

Fang Senyan said calmly and firmly:

"I can't say it, if I say it, I will pay a very heavy price."

Li Xianhai said oh, showing a look of sudden realization:

"I understand, I understand, so when do you think I can leave this place?"

Fang Senyan slightly pursed his lips and said coldly.

"You won't get the slightest bit of safety until the scalps, muscles, blood, and skin of those killers are completely smeared on the walls."

Li Xianhai deeply agreed, and turned around with a murderous look and ordered the people next to him with a stern face. The special soldiers next to him had already occupied all the key parts. As long as a suspicious person approached, they would just shoot a volley of bullets without saying a word. Things like laws were completely used to be trampled on.

After a full four hours, the reinforcements who came one after another finally cleaned up the surrounding buildings along with this building. Li Xianhai asked Fang Senyan to walk side by side with him, which seemed to give Fang Senyan enough face, but the purpose of his move was probably to use Fang Senyan's power to protect him. It wasn't until Li Xianhai returned to his mansion and sat on the sofa that he completely relaxed. Looking at Fang Senyan seriously, he said:

"How do you want me to thank you?"

Fang Senyan smiled and said:

"Buy me a drink."

……………

Six hours later, Fang Senyan had become a guest of honor in this mansion.

His job is: Driver.

Li Xianhai's exclusive driver.

In exchange, Li Xianhai will help him collect the remaining five types of liquor. However, Fang Senyan originally wanted to ask him to help find the whereabouts of the Fuyuan, but he took it back when the words came to his mouth. Because this matter was his only weakness in the real world, and he must not expose it to others easily!

Fang Senyan put his hands behind his head and lay on the bed. Although he had a faint feeling of unease in his heart, under the circumstances, helping Li Xianhai was the most appropriate way. Publicly, he could easily complete the milestone task assigned by the space. Privately, he could find Uncle Da and the others as soon as possible. Although Singapore is small, its gross domestic product can rank among the top 50 in the world with its small land area, which shows its strong economic strength. With Li Xianhai, a strong supporter behind the scenes, as an assistant, even if Fang Senyan pretended to be a tiger, he would definitely be better than searching hard by himself.

Just as Fang Senyan was about to fall asleep, his chest suddenly became hot. He immediately jumped up from the bed, and his mind instantly received the information from the Nightmare Imprint:

"Please enter the Nightmare Space within 24 hours in the real world."

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