Chapter 564: Assassination

Time flew by, and in the blink of an eye it was mid-December of year 14.

Last month's events in Han Guo were like a typhoon.

After a surge of stormy waves, things gradually returned to calm.

Lin Feng still kept in mind the treasure map he obtained from Chengtian Guangzheng.

That's several thousand tons of gold!

Now Lin Feng still has over twelve thousand tons of gold in his hands that he hasn't sold.

If he could get another seven or eight thousand tons of gold, he might be able to reach twenty thousand tons.

Keeping the gold in the vault is no different from keeping money in the bank and not investing it.

It's just as wasteful!

Moreover, the price of gold will still fall.

Only after 16 years will it slowly start to rise.

Selling it to Guo Jia would still not yield much profit.

With so much gold in hand, it would be better to speculate in futures…

A plan to reap another country's capital took shape in Lin Feng's mind.

This year is about over; let's talk about it next year!

The Spring Festival is on February 19 next year, still over two months away.

The place where Lin Feng is now is the old residence of the Zhang family.

Although he doesn't like it here, he has spent relatively more time here during this period.

Because the Han Guo election has begun.

From morning until nine at night, people kept coming one after another.

These people came to the door, of course, to ask for money.

Only with money can one climb higher.

Even the big boss of Han Guo has come by.

Just in this half month, the money Lin Feng has handed out reaches as high as 1.5 billion US dollars.

Of course, Lin Feng's money isn't so easy to get.

Once they take the money, they'll have to help him with tasks thereafter.

Besides these, Lin Feng also spent a large sum of money during this period, bringing more Society People under his command.

And funded by the Taixun Group, they built low-rent housing in the poor districts of Hancheng.

Furthermore, he spent money to subsidize talented young people with good grades to enter university.

Wait, these things!

Don't think Lin Feng is acting out of kindness, with an overflowing motherly heart.

Because this is the start of him, as a conglomerate, fully taking control of Han Guo.

While the Taixun Group continues to develop and grow, it will also form a good reputation in the minds of the Han Guo people.

And these will ultimately feedback onto Li Huiying.

After a few years, when Li Huiying is older and has accumulated enough prestige, that will be the time to reap the harvest.

On Zhang Yao's side, they have already gathered a group of people to secretly establish a data model.

To assess the expenditures and gains of this massive plan.

Although there is no result yet, Lin Feng is certain that this is far more profitable than the profit from ten thousand tons of gold.

6:30 in the evening.

After seeing off the last person who came to ask for money, Lin Feng glanced at the calendar on the wall.

It was already December 16.

Shen Youzhen walked over at this time and reminded Lin Feng that he should rest.

"What arrangements are there for the next few days?"

Lin Feng asked.

Shen Youzhen smiled and said, "President, there's no one left."

"Huu~"

Lin Feng let out a long breath.

At last it's over.

Lin Feng lightly said, "Even if there are more, I'll just avoid them, give them a little money to send them away. I've been too exhausted lately; I want to go out alone to clear my mind. There's nothing urgent, so don't come looking for me."

"Okay!"

Shen Youzhen nodded in agreement.

Lin Feng stood up, stretched, and walked out of the room.

"President, it's so late; are you still going out?"

Shen Youzhen followed up and asked.

Lin Feng nodded.

Shen Youzhen quickly fetched a coat for Lin Feng.

The weather is now very cold.

Snowflakes were drifting in the sky.

After putting on his coat, Lin Feng got into the car.

Shen Youzhen ran to the car and said to Lin Feng, "President, there's still one matter I forgot to report to you."

"Hmm?"

"Zhang Shixun is dead," Shen Youzhen whispered.

Lin Feng let out another "Hmm."

Since Shen Youzhen didn't mention it, Lin Feng was almost forgetting.

Since the 20th of last month, the dozen‑plus Zhang Family members who were locked up have successively had three die.

Now it finally comes to Zhang Shixun.

These people, once they went in, were doomed not to emerge alive.

"You handle it as you see fit!"

Lin Feng said lightly.

After speaking, he started the car and drove it out of Zhang Jia Lao Zhai.

On the other side, Zhang Shangmei also received news that Zhang Shixun had fought other prisoners in the cell and was beaten to death by a crowd.

This is already the fourth.

Zhang Shangmei clicked her tongue inwardly.

She felt fortunate that she had chosen Brother Shang Xun at the time, rather than opposing him.

Otherwise, this day next year could also have been her death anniversary.

It's been a long time not being together with Brother Shang Xun.

When Zhang Shangmei thought of Lin Feng, she pressed her lips together, too excited to control herself.

She immediately grabbed her phone and called Lin Feng.

At the same moment, Lin Feng had just driven the car onto the main road.

Seeing the incoming call display, he promptly stopped the car at the roadside.

Anyway, he's not in a hurry; safety is most important.

"Hey—Brother Shang Xun!"

After the line connected, Zhang Shangmei's delicate voice came through.

With a slight tremor.

"Shangmei! Calling this late—what's up?" Lin Feng asked.

Zhang Shangmei said, "Brother Shang Xun, I miss you, miss you a lot; it's been so long since we were together."

Lin Feng lifted his wrist, checked the time, and said, "I'll give you an hour; I'm at the roadside outside the old house."

After speaking, Lin Feng hung up.

Zhang Shangmei put down the phone and calculated the time.

Ten minutes for shower, ten minutes for makeup and changing clothes, set the clock, and the remaining 35 minutes were just enough to make it.

Lin Feng rolled down the window and lit a cigarette.

At that moment, the rearview mirror flashed.

A big truck came from behind, speeding.

Lin Feng shook his head.

Compared with Liu Erwa, this guy is far inferior.

The car was already running; he pressed the accelerator, released the clutch, and when the truck was about to collide, he performed a drift.

He just avoided the truck's impact.

After traveling a distance, the truck reversed and turned around on the road.

Lin Feng drove straight toward it and then slammed the brakes.

After the truck completed its turn, Lin Feng's car appeared behind the truck.

At this moment, the car hadn't accelerated yet.

Lin Feng got out, picked up a stone from the roadside.

He threw it forcefully.

"Bang—"

The stone shattered the glass and struck the truck driver's head.

The driver immediately fainted.

The truck also stopped.

Lin Feng was about to step forward and open the door when his brows knit, and he turned and ran.

After running over thirty meters, he collapsed onto the ground.

Then came a "Boom" sound.

The truck flashed a burst of light, followed by another "Boom."

The truck exploded.

Lin Feng lifted his head for a glance and saw the whole truck engulfed in raging flames.

The driver inside was burned awake, wailed for a few seconds, then fell silent.

Lin Feng furrowed his brows.

Clearly, this was a premeditated murder.

His heart suddenly tightened.

He quickly lowered his head.

Not far away, a "Bang" gunshot rang.

A bullet whizzed past, almost grazing Lin Feng's scalp.

It's a Sniper rifle.

Lin Feng sprang out of the pit and charged toward where the gunman was.

Of course he couldn't run in a straight line.

"Bang~"

Another gunshot rang out.

The bullet whizzed past from a point just one meter away from Lin Feng.

After the second shot, the assassin no longer had a chance to fire a second shot and was almost stunned with fear.

Because Lin Feng's speed was so fast, it was inhuman.

The assassin tossed the gun and fled.

But before he could run a few steps, Lin Feng caught up.

Lin Feng appeared directly in front of the assassin, punched his chest, and sent the assassin flying.

When he hit the ground, Lin Feng stepped forward a few paces and subdued the man in a couple of moves.

"Tell me, who sent you?"

Lin Feng scanned the surroundings and asked.

The assassin chuckled and opened his mouth.

Poison was hidden in his mouth.

But Lin Feng gave him no chance; he raised his hand and snapped off the assassin's jaw.