I was reborn without dreams

Chapter 184 You are so brave!

I originally planned to watch the Chinese national football team play against Costa Rica on the 4th, since it was a game that the whole country thought we would win. After all, many people had never even heard of Costa Rica, so they assumed that Costa Rica's football was very bad.

The result of a 0-2 scoreline was a wake-up call.

The gamblers no longer dream of drawing with Türkiye, but the general public still enthusiastically fantasizes about it.

People need to have dreams, otherwise what's the difference between them and salted fish?
Despite being reborn, I still couldn't witness the national football team putting in their best effort in person.

When Zhang Da'an arrived in Jiangning, the Kobe police were mainly focused on the five American soldiers who had been beaten, while the three dead Chinese were classified as a classic case of Chinese gangland feud.

monitor?

Yes, but it's practically nonexistent.

Zhang Da'an even gave Jiangning a day to welcome him home.

After the plane landed in Luzhou, it took a detour on the Shanghai-Nanjing line, passing through Shazhou. There, he had a quick fling with Wang Douyan and Yang Xuehua before patting Shi Yelu's belly and heading to Jiangning again.

There has to be some explanation.

Whether someone in Jiangning was suspended from work or reassigned was none of his business; he just casually bought a serving of salted goose and a roast duck.

After all, it can be quite boring to sit in a conference room waiting for someone.

Apart from "Pineapple Boy," Tang Jianqiu, and a few others whose adrenaline surged easily, Zhang Da'an gave the rest of them a day off.

Actually, Zhang Da'an didn't really want to bring Liang Chunbo along, because this kid was different from Tang Jianqiu. He was an only child, while Tang Jianqiu had an older brother and a younger sister.

Therefore, no matter what, Zhang Da'an planned to send "Pineapple Boy" to the army to settle down and prevent him from acting impulsively and going crazy.

"The roast duck from Jiangning is really delicious."

Zhang Da'an, who was sucking his fingers, casually drank some "Biluochun" tea, brewed in a disposable paper cup; he wasn't that particular about it.

Salted goose has thick, meaty meat that tastes almost like beef. If the seasoning is well-matched, it won't overpower the flavor of the goose meat. However, if the seasoning is not well-matched, too much seasoning will be added, and the goose's gamey smell may be gone, but there will be no meaty flavor at all, making it indistinguishable from salted chicken.

A shop selling salted goose that can operate in a market for eight or ten years is generally quite reliable. If the owner has been doing the same thing for twenty years, constantly changing the chopping block and cleaver, then the shop is definitely going to be good.

The common people of Jiangning rarely put on airs or act arrogantly, but when it comes to their tongues, they all learned from Zhu Yuanzhang and are very picky.

The ubiquitous "emperor's tongue" has left many established shop owners speechless. Opening two or three branches is the limit; as for franchising... forget about it.

Zhang Da'an bought a salted goose near Sipailou. He didn't like the goose legs, but the owner cut off two extra pieces of the goose neck. The owner, a regular customer, complained while wielding the knife, "If you buy it, no one else can." But he still skillfully packed the food into a box and said, "Take care, come again next time."

In just a short while, the entire empty conference room was filled with the aroma of food.

When the group filed in and greeted Zhang Da'an, he was still sucking his fingers and nodding to them as a greeting.

"Comrade Zhang An, regarding Lu Weiguo and..."

"Ai."

Zhang Da'an suddenly raised his hand to interrupt the other person's chanting, "I'm not interested in how to deal with those responsible. I heard that people from Yuzhang have arrived? And they're right here?"

While being questioned, Zhang Da'an was still gnawing on a goose neck, showing absolutely no respect for others.

"Indeed, someone is in Jiangning."

"Call him over, we'll have to meet him anyway."

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"Don't worry, what can I do in Jiangning? I wouldn't even dare to kill a chicken in Jiangning."

"..."

The person's continued eating with their head down made the person who was about to offer advice suddenly shut up. Someone nudged the person who was about to speak with their elbow, and after exchanging glances, someone said, "I'll go and pass on the message."

"Go."

They were quite polite.

Zhang Da'an munched on a roasted duck leg, then looked around. "Would any of you leaders like some roasted duck? I bought it near Jiangning Institute of Technology; it tastes pretty good."

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After a while, a secretary came in and said, "Boss."

After exchanging greetings, he placed a document on the table, then turned to a page and showed it to Zhang Da'an.

Zhang Da'an glanced at it but didn't say anything. After finishing the whole duck, he put the broken bones into a plastic bag.

With a wave of his hand, he offered a wet wipe for drying his hands. After quickly wiping his hands, he took two tissues, and while wiping his mouth, he turned to another page and nodded in satisfaction: "Not bad, that's good."

The people in the meeting room were confused, but things suddenly became lively when someone came in from outside.

"You're Zhang An?"

"That's right, I am Zhang An."

"You are so brave!!"

"How brave?"

Zhang Da'an looked bewildered and spread his hands, "I don't know where to begin? Am I being bold because I killed Hu Xianda?"

"..."

The other party was clearly surprised.

I expected Zhang Da'an to make excuses, refute, or evade the issue, but I never expected him to admit it directly.

"What's wrong? Besides this, I don't understand what else makes you think I'm brave."

Zhang Da'an looked puzzled. "Isn't it this? That's impossible. I pressed his head onto the baking tray, and wow, he screamed. I picked up the beef knife and stabbed him through the neck with one stroke. Then one, one, one, I remember it clearly, four stabs. I was clumsy and inexperienced. It was my first time killing someone. Next time I'll be more careful and try to kill him with one stab."

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The entire conference room was silent, except for Zhang Da'an's calm tone. He was so methodical, as if he were reciting a college entrance exam essay he had written, as he presented the scene from that time.

Furthermore, a new letter was written on the spot for those who came to question him.

"Oh, right, that guy's name... what was his name again?"

"Lu Weiguo".

"Oh right, right, it's Lu Weiguo. His son is studying in England, Birmingham, a nice place. It's just that the name doesn't sound good, it sounds like 'ill-fated man' in Chinese. I paid 20,000 pounds, and the local 'Delhi gang' in Birmingham took the job. You know, these Indian guys are something else, making money is one thing, but I heard they also want to take turns having intimate relationships with that handsome young man named Lu Yufei. It's so disgusting."

Zhang Da'an smiled and said, "I may not have much else, but I'm rich. I can take out a hundred million and have my whole family die twenty times over, and I'll still have some left over. These days, you can only save your life in China; everywhere else is paradise. It's perfect for a capitalist like me."

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The tall and imposing Zhang Da'an, with a smile on his face, slowly walked up to the man who had just been furious and filled with hatred. "You've come to confront me, haven't you? You're quite arrogant, coming all the way from Yuzhang to Jiangning to confront me. Do you think you can leave Jiangning? You're suspected of stealing significant assets and confidential information. Don't you know what a 'local tyrant' is? Do you really think that just because I passed the imperial examinations three times, I'm a cultured person who knows the rules and is polite?"

“From this day forward, from the moment you see me, all your family members overseas will be hunted down by me with a bounty on their heads. One hundred thousand for one life, one million if one hundred thousand isn’t enough, and ten million if one million isn’t enough.”

“From this moment on, all your businesses in Jiangkou Province will come to a complete standstill. If they can operate normally for even an hour, it’s because I’m powerless and deserve to be targeted and slaughtered by you.”

"From this moment on, all members of your family in Yuzhang who are part of the system will be targeted, and evidence will be collected around the clock without any blind spots."

"Oh, by the way, I heard you've bought quite a few properties in Perth? You certainly know how to enjoy life. But at this hour, someone should already be heading to Perth to ship goods to Darwin. The saltwater crocodiles there are quite tempting. Although Indonesian man-eating crocodiles are more famous, Australian ones are alright too." Zhang Da'an chuckled as he approached the other man, when his bodyguard suddenly shouted, "Back off!"

However, Zhang Da'an glanced at him and calmly said, "Drag him away, strip him naked, and stuff him into a prostitute's bed."

"Zhang An! You've gone mad—"

"Shut your bitch!"

Zhang Da'an's gaze fell on the face of the person who had shouted, "You were the ones who were being shameless first, treating me like a piggy bank? You're incredibly stupid. Who do you think you are! Use your brains—"

With that, Zhang Da'an grabbed the man's neck and simultaneously gouged out his eyeball with his thumb. "Who are you to Hu Xianda? Cousin? Brother-in-law? Uncle? Now guess, I'm right here. Do you dare to gouge out your left eye? I'll give you three seconds to answer."

"I admit defeat—"

"correct answer."

Zhang Da'an casually threw the person away, and in that instant, even his "cousins" knew how strong Da'an was.

Answering "dare" or "dare not" is incorrect.

Because Zhang Da'an would gouge out the other person's eyeballs with his fingers.

Admitting defeat is the only correct answer.

As for whether the bodyguards who accompanied the group can be rescued...

That's no longer the point.

Was Zhang Da'an framing someone in broad daylight?
This is a subtle "quantum state" frame-up.

It depends on one's mind.

At Zhang Da'an's level, the focus is more on principles than on reason. As for the law... that's something to be discussed after the principles have been discussed.

However, some things become quite absurd and perverse after a supermodel becomes a supermodel.

At this moment, Zhang Da'an is a supermodel in every aspect.

He has unequivocally supported the "National Rejuvenation Strategy" among young people through both theory and practice; in market economic activities, he strictly abides by various laws and regulations that have been challenged by countless people; and in social welfare, he has created benchmark super-model projects.

Putting all that aside, he is still the best masterpiece of social and school education, and is almost flawless except for the fact that he did not personally receive higher education.

However, he also objectively promoted the development of privately-run schools with government assistance.

In the past few years, whether it has been creating jobs or promoting the positive development of science, education, culture and health, Zhang Da'an has been a model student in Jiangkou Province, and can even be said to be the top role model of "young entrepreneurs". If necessary, the word "entrepreneur" can be removed.

He even provided excellent suggestions and tools for consolidating his ideological position in the future.

Such a person...

How did he end up committing murder and arson?

What kind of society forced him to this point?
Without a doubt, this is a matter of principle that cannot be allowed to happen.

It has nothing to do with reason, and it has absolutely nothing to do with the law.

As long as Zhang Da'an doesn't publicly claim in the media that he roasted Hu Xianda, then everything is fine; it means it never happened.

As for Hu Xianda...

When you are in a foreign country, you will inevitably encounter some risks.

As the saying goes, "The weather is unpredictable and people are subject to misfortune at any time," a truth that every Chinese person understands.

When Zhang Da'an saw Lao Chen again, Lao Chen looked exhausted; it was already June 6th.

Yesterday's match between the United States and Portugal, a 3-2 victory for the US, was a major upset for global bookmakers and also the highest-rated serious football match since Michael Jordan's second three-peat, "The Last Dance."

Besides legitimate betting companies, underground betting companies around the world are also rampant. In the VIP area of ​​Xiangshan'ao, casinos that are so greedy for taking a cut don't directly offer betting on the "World Cup" matches; they just provide a venue for high-end players to gamble against each other.

In the realm of sports competitions, the casinos in Xiangshan'ao at most send "junket operators" to Lingdong Province to conduct illegal underground betting operations, which are exactly the same as the illegal underground "Mark Six" lottery.

As for global sporting events, the gambling capital of Hong Kong, Macau, cannot easily influence them. On the contrary, the United States, a "football desert," has good prize pools and long-term customers in both Las Vegas and Atlantic City.

Even though customers prefer baseball or rugby, that doesn't stop them from buying various football clubs in Europe.

When Zhang Da'an was about to bring his first 20 million euros back to China, a chemical giant in Wudu City needed foreign exchange to purchase equipment. However, both Wudu City and Taihu City were experiencing a "cash crunch" at the time, with very little local currency available, let alone foreign exchange.
The sudden appearance of these 20 million euros not only delighted the chemical giants but also alarmed several departments in Jiangkou Province.

Because along with them coming in are twenty million US dollars, forty million yen, and ten million pounds...

The straightforward way of "making money" convinced Professor Jorge Gonçalcárviz, a senior alumnus of the University of Porto, that "Du Xiaoshuai's prediction model" must have its unique features.

Even Cambridge University was alarmed. Jorge Gonçallves, who was teaching at Cambridge at the time, was very likely to get a very prestigious teaching title, and if he could get this "predictive model" sorted out, he could kiss the Queen's hand next year and have the Queen's sword rest on his shoulder.

However, Jorge Gonçallves chose to decline; he was a pure scientific researcher…

At least for now.

Just like Coach Zhang, who is also very straightforward, when he said he wanted to kill Lu Weiguo's son, he meant to kill him.

Hiding in Birmingham was useless. When the British police found Lu Weiguo's son's body, the "Derry Gang" admitted to it and threw out an old man with stomach cancer, allowing the British police to close the case while also using the advanced medical technology of the "British Empire" to give the elderly Indian who had been sentenced to prison the best treatment.

The Times and The Sun broke with tradition by simultaneously reporting the same news story: the murder of an international student in Birmingham.

To do this is actually very simple: give The Times five thousand pounds and The Sun only one thousand pounds.

When people have afternoon tea, they can chat about things other than the weather, such as the recent violence that seems to have been brought by South Asian immigrants.

in the country, however, it's not so simple.

Zhang Da'an specially arranged for local British newspapers to be airlifted to Lu Weiguo, and sent him the contents of the articles for him to review.

"Mr. Zhang, let's stop. The higher-ups will be back in a couple of days to mediate."

"What do you mean by 'in a couple of days'? Three days is two days, and three hundred days is also two days."

"Number eight."

"In other words, I must hurry up and kill them within three days, otherwise if I don't stop in time after the 8th, my value in the united front will be reduced?"

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Old Chen didn't really want to answer this question.

He couldn't answer.

Yes, there are indeed only about two hundred people at his level in Jiangkou Province, but what can he do? After realizing he was the worst at the last meeting, he panicked, fearing that he would be dragged into a ditch by Zhang Da'an.

Now it's all right, the heart that was hanging in suspense has finally died.

I know that the way things are done in Shazhou is unconventional, but before, they were just betting the entire city's future for the next twenty years on the bonded zone; how could they do it like this now?

Openly threatening to hunt them down globally—that's outrageous!
Now that you're being told to stop in time, are you treating the deadline like a final sprint to the finish line?

What does it mean to "must kill within three days"?
Is this still human language?

However, Zhang Da'an was so carefree that after dealing with many gambling companies, he still discovered quite a few strange channels.

These betting companies' "social engineering" is quite effective; apart from their high fees, they're otherwise flawless.

The characteristic of "social engineering" is that as long as you are willing to spend money, and a little time and skill, you can always find the new stocks you want.

If you can't find it...

Add more money.

That's it.

(End of this chapter)