"Adam, I heard a news that two farm aircraft were shot down on the Amazon Plains yesterday morning."

Last night, Nan Yi replied to Xiang Jun's phone call and learned that Scarlett was looking for him. As soon as the Telegram Building opened today, Nan Yi came over to make a cross-border call.

"Oh, Amazon, guerrillas?"

"It seems that no, have you heard of Pablo Escobar?"

"Medellin Group, I heard that it is very awesome in Colombia. Those two planes are really unlucky. They actually encountered Medelin. Are the planes also drug dealers?"

"It seems like a pesticide-spreading plane on the Samba Indigenous Brothers' farm."

"Oh, long distances are expensive. Let's not say these irrelevant words and say hello to your parents and children for me."

"I will bring your greetings, my son will call him dad."

"uh-huh."

Nan Yi and Scarlett chatted with him for a little nutritious word and hung up the phone.

From the time Shennong Nanliang bought the indigenous brothers' farm in Samba Manaus, he had to face a situation - a tributary of the Amazon River passed through the farm, and this tributary happened to be the route for Samba drug dealers to transport drugs from Colombia.

For a long time, based on the principle that water from wells does not violate rivers between the farm, drug dealers can continue to transport goods on tributaries, but they are not allowed to dock in the farm, and they are not allowed to fight in the farm.

With a tacit understanding, both sides have been safe and sound in recent years and have never had a conflict.

Samba's drug dealers know how to be human, but Medellin of Colombia is so crazy that he dares to shoot down the farm's plane?

Medellin Group has tens of billions of dollars in cash and deposits. When Nan Yi was bored, he had imagined whether he could turn this money into Nanshi, but he just thought about it and had no plan to take action.

It’s really because Medellin is too strong, and it’s very difficult to swallow it. In addition, the National Drug Enforcement Administration has been eyeing it. Even if you get the money, it will be a lot of trouble. You may have the life to spend money but it will be a waste of money.

Nan Yi was discouraged in the face of the troubles he might have to face.

But now it’s different. It’s no longer a simple “economic dispute”, but Nan Yi’s revenge for revenge.

A day later, a command came to Johnny's hands.

"Build a mercenary group composed of elites among the elites, with the number of people controlled within 40 people, absolutely independent, do not have any contact with the dove of peace, and do not recruit personnel from their own people. The mercenary group is code-named Arctic Fox.

The Arctic fox always remains secret, without a fixed garage, and its members can only gather during the mission and are scattered everywhere. In addition, the Arctic fox looks like a mercenary group that only recognizes money but not people, and whoever can afford the price will do what they want.

This matter is top secret, you know and I know."

After receiving Nanyi's order, Johnny immediately quietly left the Peace Dove New York branch base and began to implement the establishment of the Arctic Fox.

It is not a matter of dealing with the Medellin Group overnight. Scarlett has sent people to investigate the reason why the plane was shot down. Nan Yi continues to be busy with what he should be busy with, and will not change his schedule for the time being.

It was Sunday, and Nan Yi drove the newly arrived modified version of Toyota Sea Lion H50 early in the morning. He ran back and forth on North Street several times. After he was thoroughly familiar with the performance of the car, he turned around and rushed to Fan Guangfu's home.

Nan Yi was the only one in the car, and the school beauty and tiger cub were both in the car that Nan Yi usually took.

After waiting at Fan Guangfu's doorstep for a while, Fan Guangfu, wearing a plum blossom sportswear and carrying a sports bag in his hand, walked towards Nan Yi.

"Xiao Nan, have you been waiting for a long time?"

As soon as he walked to Nan Yi, Fan Guangfu said with a smile.

"No, President Fan, I've just arrived for a while." Nan Yi took a step forward, took the sports bag from Fan Guangfu, turned around and slid open the door of the van, "President Fan, please get in."

"well."

Fan Guangfu responded and took a walk into the car as soon as he raised his foot. As soon as he sat down, he also looked at the interior of the car.

Nan Yi put the sports bag in the passenger seat and sat in the driver's seat. After he had fastened his seat belt, he turned his head and said to Fan Guangfu: "President Fan, why don't we go to Gongshi? There is just a new ball table, which is better elastic."

"Xiao Nan, I'll hand myself over to you today, everything will be arranged by you."

"Haha, then the burden on my shoulders will be heavy. If President Fan is unhappy, it will not affect tomorrow's work. You have to work hard every day. If the work is delayed for a day, our country's economic development will be slower. I am so nervous."

"Hahaha." Fan Guangfu smiled happily and said, "Xiao Nan, what you said is too exaggerated. I am just a screw, so why is it so important."

"It's no exaggeration. A horseshoe nail can cause a battle to fail and make Richard III lose his life. President Fan's career will have a greater impact. President Fan, sit down and I'll drive."

Some topics are not suitable for being too in-depth with Fan Guangfu for the time being. Nan Yi stopped the topic in time and twisted the car keys to start the car.

When they arrived at Workshop, the two of them played for a while.

During the game, Nan Yi had no chance to "release" at all. Fan Guangfu's superb football skills, and Nan Yi was not Fan Guangfu's opponent with all his efforts. How could he be his turn to hide his skills?

He was fully focused and able to perform well with his super-level performance.

"Xiao Nan, the ball is good. I haven't played so seriously for a long time." After the third game, the two sat on the stool beside the ball table to rest. Fan Guangfu wiped his sweat and said, "When I was in elementary school, the city table tennis team went to our school to inspect me. It's a pity that the last level was beaten, which became my lifelong regret. Otherwise, I should have been a retired table tennis player."

"Although athletes are good, their career cycle is too short and they become marginalized in their forties. It's not like now. President Fan, you are just in the past and it's time to do a good job in revolutionary work and achieve results."

Fan Guangfu said with a little excitement: "No, I am still a little older, and now I advocate that cadres become younger."

Fan Guangfu was born in 45 years old. He was lucky enough to graduate before the suspension of college classes, but he was also very unlucky. When he was young, he happened to be in the heyday of seniority. When he was in his forties, he caught up with the younger cadres and was unreliable.

Although he has already sat in the position of the president of the Beijing Regional Headquarters of Guoming Bank, he has already stopped. The younger ones below are making great strides, and Fan Guangfu is now full of a sense of crisis.

This issue cannot be discussed in depth. Nan Yi and Fan Guangfu's friendship has not yet reached the point where they can discuss this topic, so Nan Yi will immediately change the topic.

"The south open-pit mine of Huolinhe Coal Mine has been put into production a few days ago. I heard that the annual output can reach 3 million tons, and I don't know if the price of this coal cake can be reduced a little."

"It is unlikely to drop. The coal in Huolinhe mainly ensures industrial coal. It can only be said that the price of coal cakes will not rise too quickly." Fan Guangfu said: "Xiaonan, with your conditions, you shouldn't worry about the price of coal cakes being one or two, right?"

"I'm worried, if I'm about to have a child, the family expenses will increase by a lot. The child has to eat and drink well. My wife used to live a poor life and was malnourished. In the future, the milk will definitely not be nutritious. I have to pay for buying imported milk powder for my child.

I have visited the Friendship Store. One can of imported milk powder is just a small can, and it costs dozens of foreign exchange coupons. If the child is too edible, he will have to eat five or six cans a month."

"Yes, raising children costs money, and the same is true for my stinky brat. I want to learn electronic piano today and piano tomorrow. I spent all my salary on paying him the tuition for the Cultural Palace and buying musical instruments.

A few days ago, he wanted to learn martial arts again, saying that he wanted to go to Shichahai Martial Arts School to attend classes. If he didn't agree, he would make a fuss with you. After this fight, it made my head wide."

"This is a big leap, from a musician to a martial arts master."

"Yes, I can't scold you, but I can't scold you. My mother is so spoiled. If I dare to scold you, my mother will make trouble with me. No, there is no way, so I will sign him up. I will take one and a half classes every week."

"President Fan, this is actually a good thing. It's better than going out to mess around. Don't I live in an old villa in Qinghai University? The neighbors next door are all teachers from Qinghai University. But the youngest grandson and young son in the family are good at studying, but they are having sex with a bunch of people who are not even four or six all day long, which makes the family worry."

"Yes, I am also guarding my guard at home and not letting my son make bad friends. There are problems with the outside world now. I don't think about becoming a professor or a scientist in the future, but I just want to be an old gun or a gangster.

Why do I disagree with my son learning martial arts? It’s not because he has problems with his motivation. He learns martial arts not to strengthen his body, but because he wants to practice and go out to check the fight.

My son is in No. 4 Middle School. The school is full of top students from all junior high schools. But even among these top students, there are also fights every day and avoid smoking.

A few days ago, I went to No. 4 Middle School to find my son's class teacher. The school radio was announcing the punishment for a fight student. I didn't expect that the students who were punished were not discriminated against by other students and were regarded as heroes by them. Even those female students like male students who can fight.

Xiaonan, tell me, what kind of trend is this?"

"Your son is in school at No. 4 Middle School. What a coincidence, the one in my neighbor's house is also at No. 4 Middle School."

"What's your neighbor's child's name?"

"His surname is Gao, and the child seems to be called..." Nan Yi thought for a while and said, "Gao Hanlu."

"Gao Hanlu, isn't it okay? It's about 175 cm?"

"It should be."

"That's a coincidence. I was in the same class as my son. I was very impressed by him. I was knowledgeable and knowledgeable. After all, I was born in a scholarly family." Fan Guangfu frowned and said, "It's this name, it's weird."

"Maybe it's because of being modest. Didn't the ancients like to call their sons a dog?"

"Han Lu is rushing, Han Lu is a good dog. If you have allusions, you should be humble. I have also come across Gao Han Lu's child. I am not very humble, so I should use a humble name to suppress it. Xiao Nan, I'm almost done, continue?"

"Okay, come here. Today I will sacrifice my life to accompany the gentleman. Don't give in later, let me see a high level."

"Hahaha, OK, then I'll let go of the fight. If you lose too ugly later, don't cry." Fan Guangfu said with a hearty smile.

"No, I know my level in my heart. I can see your high level. I'm so bragging when I go out. My buddy competes with the quasi-national player."
Chapter completed!