How Did I Become a God

The black Rolls Royce steadily left the Pino family estate in the suburbs of Paris. Jing Gao sat quietly in the car, with the scent of Connie Cruz still remaining on his body, and there seemed to be a rose fragrance in his hands.

In fact, it was in the back row of this car. On the way here, he still lingered with Dong Lingxi. The charming attitude of Lingxi beautiful woman and her swaying voice seemed vivid.

But at this time, his thoughts have been separated from the emotions of the beauty, and he is concerned about the current "danger".

With the expertise and range of modern firearms, as an ordinary person, even if his physical fitness is very good, there is actually nothing he can do.

He put on his body armor and left the rest to the soldiers.

Rolls-Royce has a black Mercedes-Benz business car on the front and back. The soldier was sitting in the front car. He drove the car and controlled the entire convoy. He held the steering wheel nervously and looked at the walkie-talkie and mobile phone map at hand.

Taking the Louvre in Paris as the origin, it is the same as the origin of the XX gate in front of the Forbidden City in the capital. The Pino family manor is located in a plain to the south. Roughly equivalent to the vicinity of the Fifth Ring of Beijing.

Qi Feijun led the entire convoy to go north and then went west immediately. After driving for a few kilometers, he pretended to pick up the phone and take a look, and slowed down the car by the way. He counted for ten seconds and stepped on immediately. Put down the brakes and shouted: "Get down!"

Whizzing.

The front Mercedes-Benz was swept by a shuttle bullet, and the front glass was torn apart.

The Rolls-Royce behind hit a Mercedes-Benz commercial vehicle head-on.

There was a lot of chaos on the road.

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"Hehe, baby, do you still want to run?" In an apartment in Paris, the real-time signal is displayed on the computer, allowing people to clearly see Jinggao's convoy entering "Little Paris", which is Paris. In the urban area. The blonde nearly rolled her eyes, enduring the constant nagging of a technician in the earphones.

Suddenly, she heard the technician's exclamation, "WTF? It hasn't reached the designated location yet. Who shot this first? Fxxx. Fxxx. Fxxx!"

He was cursing frantically. This means that the long-planned joint operation tonight will fail.

The blonde hurriedly reported to her boss, "Sir, after changing the course several times, Gao-Jing's convoy was shot by unknown shots before reaching the designated area where we communicated with the French. Their convoy had stopped. "

The same as when they monitored Jinggao's villa at No. 12, Luotan Street, District 16, they communicated in English.

"Shit!" With a cigarette in his mouth, the middle-aged man who looked very dragged strode to the desk, took the headset from the blonde, and communicated with the Frenchman he was cooperating with.

Just now, the atmosphere of waiting for the prey to enter the trap disappeared. The whole office was replaced by a bad mood.

The cooked duck just flew!

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The banging gunshots were very rapid, and there were even bullets "jingling" on the front windows and doors of Rolls-Royce.

Jing Gaomao hid under the car seat with his waist down. He was not very afraid. The bulletproof version of Rolls Royce was indeed bulletproof. Moreover, this is planned. Igao used his cell phone to call the emergency call announced by the embassy.

The call was connected soon. Jing Gao spoke the situation quickly and asked them to help call the police.

"Mr. Jing, please keep the phone open. My colleague has already reported to the ambassador. I am using my mobile phone to help you report to the Paris police. Don't be afraid, insist..."

Rolls-Royce has partitions at the front and rear. Jing Gao raised the partitions while making a call. In the front driver's seat and the co-pilot were his bodyguard and assistant Dong Youwei. The soldier's roar came from the walkie-talkie, "Fight back! Counterattack! Do not get out of the car."

The gunfire stopped after two or three minutes. The police officers were late to arrive half an hour later. This is due to the continuous pressure from the embassy. Following the police arrived were Ambassador Wu and the staff of the embassy.

The scene was in a mess. The Rolls-Royce that Jing Gao was riding in were scarred by bullets, and traces of guns could be seen everywhere on the road, the woods on both sides, and the railings. There are also three bodyguards shot in the hands of Jing Gao. Because the ambulance did not arrive, they had to simply bandage to stop the bleeding and wait in the car.

Several police cars were parked on the highway with their lights flashing. More than a dozen Paris policemen dealt with it step by step. One of the white superintendents wanted to see Jing Gao, but was stopped by the army. His reason is very valid. Who knows if there are still snipers in ambush nearby?

Guns are banned in Europe. However, since they have the ability to ambush them, how difficult is it to get a sniper rifle?

Ambassador Wu communicated with the soldiers and got into the Rolls-Royce car.

As one of the richest people in China, Jing Gao wears titles such as X Association and All-China Federation of Industry and Commerce. If he were shot and killed in Paris, this would be a very serious incident. As an ambassador, he cannot be ignored.

"Mr. Jing, are you okay?" Ambassador Wu shook hands with Jing Gao and looked at the youth in front of him. He had met Jing Gao before. Jing Gao is still under 30 years old this year, but he has already upset the French capital market. It can be described as heroic and prosperous!

"Thank you, I'm fine!" Although Jing Gao experienced such a scene for the first time, his emotions were still very stable.

"You are too risky."

Jing Gao could have taken the car back to the embassy with Dong Lingxi, Ouyang Wan, and Chen Qingshuang.

Jing Gao and Junzi's "bitterness plan" was designed to hide most of the people. At this time, it succeeded in one fell swoop, allowing him to take the lead. He once again thanked Ambassador Wu for his concern, "Thank you."

After chatting with Ambassador Wu for a while, Jing Gao's motorcade returned to his villa under the **** of the police and the embassy. The injured bodyguard was arranged to go to the hospital for treatment, and the Paris police were not very enthusiastic but still went through procedures to file the case. Nobody was killed anyway, just injured. The follow-up results will be notified to Jinggao.

As Jing Gao's convoy started and headed towards Area 16, the news was spreading in all directions like a huge storm.

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"Stop the action."

"Stop the action."

"I emphasize it again and stop the action."

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The 16th district is the embassy district. However, the Chinese Embassy is not here, but in District 7. The three-story villa concealed by tall plane trees is brightly lit in the early morning.

The news that Jing Gao was shot has come back, and all the bodyguards are standing by. The subordinates were not sleepy either. Teacher Zheng is old, lacking energy, and drunk. But he insisted on waiting in the large living room on the first floor. Because all of them knew very well in their hearts that they had been arranged by Chief Jing to come back first and escape the danger first.

Hearing the sound of cars coming from the courtyard, one after another came out, "Mr. Jing..."

"Enter the room and say." Jing Gao walked into his villa surrounded by soldiers, Dong Youwei and bodyguards, nodded slightly to his subordinates, and ordered: "Everyone, sit and rest, wait a while. Get busy. Promising, you can arrange it."

It was a bitter trick, the board hit him, and of course he had to fight back!

Of course, when dealing with business matters, he must first comfort his backyard.

Jing Gao returned to the third floor and first called Dong Lingxi, "Lingxi, all three of you are at the embassy, ​​right?"

"Arrived early. We were sitting in a meeting room, waiting for your news." Dong Lingxi said anxiously on the phone, "Ms. Jing, what happened?"

Jing Gao said: "Lingxi, Xiaowan, and Qingshuang are all by your side. You turn on your mobile phone for hands-free."

"Okay, Mr. Jing." Dong Lingxi immediately pressed the speakerphone.

"Xiaowan, are you there?" Jing Gao asked.

Ouyang Wan said gently: "Brother Jing, I am here."

"Where is Qingshuang?"

Chen Qingshuang said: "Brother Jing, I am here."

Jing Gao said: "I was shot on the way back. It is very likely that Bernard Arnault did it. I have nothing to do, only a few bodyguards were injured."

"Ah..." The women couldn't help crying.

Ouyang Wan's eyes flushed, tears almost came down, and she yelled, "Brother Jing, I'll go back to accompany you."

Chen Qingshuang resolutely said: "Brother Jing~www.wuxiaspot.com~I want to go back." The voice was a little deformed due to tension.

Dong Lingxi couldn't say a word of love in his throat, only his heart trembled.

Jing Gao calmly said: "I will have to bargain with the hyenas later. You have a good rest in the embassy, ​​it is safe there, and you will be back tomorrow morning. If you have any calls to you, you should use your calibre and tell the outside world. I'm okay." As he said, he hung up, he now needs to grab time to negotiate terms with Arnault and others.

Jing Gao called Gu Xixi again, chatted for a minute, told her about the matter, so she didn't worry, then charged the phone first and rubbed his face vigorously.

At the banquet tonight, he received a notice from Counselor Wu of the Embassy that someone was going to do something on him tonight, but who was unknown. He had to use this "bitter trick" to get the upper hand.

Although, he himself didn't have any loss, and he was emotionally stable. After all, it was a script that he knew in advance. But how can the anger in his heart be less? Who knows that someone is going to kill himself, and his heart will not be angry?

Next, he is going to solve the latter!

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