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Chapter 348 My name is Sean

(I only have these 2,000 today. I don’t know tomorrow... I got these 2,000 during the day yesterday. I went drinking at around 6 o’clock last night and the pieces were broken. I don’t know when they were brought back. I just got up. Let me send you a message first.

Zhang says hello.)

(Now I have a splitting headache and am feeling dizzy. My son came back from summer camp today and I don’t know what’s going on. Oh, by the way, I plan to entertain the black lights... but my personal condition is worrying now...)

(Too many things...)

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The sudden sound of the alarm bell startled the police headquarters.

It only sounds when a bank is robbed.

The people from the police station immediately checked the source of the alarm. At first glance, they were sweating all over their bodies, it was the HSBC Building!

Will the HSBC Building be robbed?

Yes, not only do they do it, but they also get robbed the most and the most ruthlessly!

I shuddered, and the operator’s voice was distorted as he yelled, “The HSBC Building was robbed!”

This voice startled everyone again. As long as they were not new here, they would never forget the HSBC robbery two years ago.

It was as if a big earthquake had occurred. With a rumble, the police headquarters immediately took action.

The police's actions are multi-level. The first step is to mobilize nearby patrol police through the police station to arrive at the scene as soon as possible to obtain first-hand accurate information.

The HSBC Building is in Central, not far from the police headquarters. This is the area of ​​focus. The nearest police officer arrived at the scene within two minutes.

A large number of reporters also arrived at the same time as the police. At first, the police did not feel that anything was wrong. If anything happened, the paparazzi would not be slower than the police.

It was only when they rushed to the entrance of the HSBC Building that the four police officers felt something was wrong.

The lobby on the first floor of the building seemed very noisy, crowded, and messy. The police suspected that they had seen it wrong. Damn it, everyone's face was hidden with excitement.

Moreover, if it is a robbery, the scene should actually be very quiet. The robbers will point their guns at the roof of the shed every time and shout "Shut up", but now there is no robbery.

atmosphere……

Anyone who doesn't have to be stupid knows that there is something wrong. After arresting two people and asking them, they found out what the robbery was.

Just now, dozens of big men in military green uniforms rushed in. Several Asans at the door were injured and their guns were broken. This group of people occupied the elevator and went straight upstairs.

This is definitely not robbery, but definitely causing trouble.

The four reported to the headquarters immediately. It was not a robbery and there was no need to dispatch large troops!

But who dares to go to the HSBC Bank to cause trouble? This is even stranger than going to the Governor's Palace to cause trouble.

When I asked a reporter casually, the faces of the police immediately turned green. They called the headquarters again. They still needed a large force. The trouble was caused by soldiers from the Umbrella Company, and Sean himself was probably among them!

There was no ambiguity at the headquarters, and the large army that had just been about to disband rushed out again to get on the bus.

Robbery of a bank requires large numbers of troops.

Sean needs to mobilize a large force.

Therefore, Sean = robber.

Well, there seems to be nothing wrong with the formula, it looks very good!

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"You, you, stay here and no one is allowed in."

"You, you, go to the safe passage."

"You, you, lead the team, guard all the offices on this floor, and no one is allowed to come out!" Torre shouted the order, and with a crash, people quickly dispersed!

Sean just walked among the crowd without saying a word, and there were fewer and fewer people around him.

There was a lot of movement. Ordinary office doors are not that soundproof. Someone opened the door out of curiosity to see what was going on. As soon as the door opened, they saw a huge shadow standing at the door. He opened his big hand and pushed the person back.

Ban's face was stern, and his eyes were full of ferocity. He had never killed anyone before. It would definitely be different if he deliberately showed it. The murderous aura was invisible, but it could be felt.

When a person who has killed someone stares at you, he can make ordinary people tremble with fear without saying a word or showing an expression.

Everyone on the first floor stayed in the office and no one dared to come out. Of course, many people called the police.

Arriving at the door of the conference room, two soldiers suddenly pushed open the heavy door of the conference room. The movement caused everyone in the conference room to turn their heads and look over.

The first thing you can see is four standing tall men in military uniforms, both black and white.

Then I saw a young, handsome man who looked like Mr. Reader walking in calmly.

for a moment,

Someone recognized Sean and had a strange expression.

Someone didn't recognize him and frowned. He was very dissatisfied that such an important meeting was being intruded into.

Those who didn't recognize him were mostly trusted confidants brought by the chairman.

The guy sitting at the bottom of the conference table is a newcomer, transferred to HK from other areas. Sitting in this position, part of his job is to serve the meeting, distribute documents, explain, etc.

When I saw someone rushing in to cause damage, I immediately stood up and prepared to yell.

As soon as he opened his mouth, without even saying anything, Sean pinched his mouth and squeezed it so hard that he heard a "goose" sound, which made him sweat in pain.

With a gentle push, the person staggered back a few steps and fell to the ground. Sean pulled the chair to the other side of the conference table, directly opposite the chairman's seat!

"Obviously, someone doesn't know me, really..." Sean shook his head, "Let me introduce myself, my name is Sean."

There was a "buzz" sound, and the eyes of several unfamiliar people almost popped out of their heads. The guy who had just stood up from the ground stiffened again halfway up, and after thinking about it, he sat down on the ground again.

The ground is nice and stable.

Sean now introduces that there is no need to bring the surname Rockefeller. At least in Southeast Asia, the name Sean refers specifically to himself!

Just a few days ago, about 3,000 people were killed and injured in one day, and the entire Southeast Asian countries went into silence.

Now this name represents "youth", "rich man", "battleship", "munitions", "brutal", etc. It is so thunderous that it cannot be overstated.

"What are we talking about in the meeting? Tell me!" Sean sat on the chair, his long legs clattering on the conference table, looking directly at Bronte Crowder.

"Sean, this is not your home, this is HSBC. Please be more respectful and don't smear Rockefeller or the Americans!" Bronte Crowder couldn't be so subdued and his momentum could not be suppressed like this.

, he had to say something.

"Ha." Sean laughed immediately, "He is indeed a British person, and his love of caring about other people's affairs is engraved in his bones."

This mocking tone made Bronte Crowder's face darken. Sean had already said on more than one occasion that Britain was fomenting trouble and meddling in other people's business.

"It's just that you have the right to worry about the Rockefeller family's affairs?" Sean's face suddenly dropped, "Who the hell do you think you are!"

This scolding left Bronte Crowder speechless. He really didn't dare to say that he was qualified to take charge. Ordinary people could just say whatever they wanted. He was the chairman of HSBC, and he had to be responsible for speaking nonsense.

"You are forced to investigate privately and collect information secretly. What's more, Downing Street asked you to take revenge on me. Don't you just want to go to Shen Bihua!"

"It's like being secretive and doing things in your crotch. Starting from Downing Street, you British people have been doing things like this. What are you afraid of? Why don't you dare to show your intentions openly and openly? I'm here today, right in front of you, If you have something to say, just say it!"