The canal management company is not far from the Consular Mansion. When Xiang Ying had just walked out of the Consular Mansion, Hoshitaro rushed up like a swarm of landers and surrounded him.

"How is it? How is the harvest?" Hietaro asked anxiously.

Xiang Ying put on an OK posture and suppressed his smile and said, "The mission is done, the chief of the First Nations finally got the apology announcement. The French Consular Office stamped the seal and the counselor signed it. This is the ironclad evidence..."

"Great! Let's go back to the warship, brother will hold a banquet for you, you have a great contribution!"

"Don't worry, we have some unexpected gains!" After saying that, he pulled the dejected accountant of the canal company over.

"Seven million gold francs! All are withdrawn from the canal company's books, and the insufficient part is written to write an IOU. This is the pension to our injured brothers in this impact!"

"Seven million? Pensions! Hahaha... You kid is just a robber in heaven, the kind of self-learning without a teacher, hahaha!" Hietaro laughed wildly.

At this moment, the British and Chinese troops had completely filled the streets of the Consular Office, and began to suppress the French army and gradually surrounded the Consular Office.

The third-rate garrison troops and the counselor who was not allowed to resist made the morale of the French army extremely depressed. Of course, there were also psychological shadows caused by the domineering collision of the Zhiyuan during the day. Therefore, no French army dared to resist during the crisis all night, and the accident of abrupt guns and fire did not happen at all.

Major General Jason was entangled with Counselor Laku. Xiang Ying was jealous and was afraid that the British would also pay the "huge sum of money" so he didn't dare to mention it to him at all. A group of people pressed the accountant and quickly moved to the canal company under the protection of the Marines.

At this moment, the canal company is brightly lit. This is the lifeblood of France in Egypt. The two-story building is full of French guards inside and outside. Layered sandbags blocked the door, and half of all windows were blocked with sandbags. The broken windows on it revealed rifle muzzles.

Hitoro's eyes were very sharp, and he could see Gatlin's unique spinning muzzle in the darkness in the two corners of the second floor.

"What a good guy! The French don't guard the consular palace, but they hide the elite here... What a canal company! It seems that there are really treasures here!"

"Nonsense, the French invested a canal that was dug for 20 million pounds. This is their important source of wealth in the next hundred years. How could they not defend it?"

"This is not those crappy garrison troops. I can feel that they are all elite veterans!"

Layer layers of barbed wire, sandbags, shooting bunkers... Anyone can feel the danger here. The British army that had just arrived dared to expel the French army from other streets, but no one dared to rush inside when he arrived here.

Xiang Ying pushed the French accountant and said in English, "Don't make trouble. We want money, not control of the canal. If you are playing tricks, then we might as well invite the British in to take a look at the details here together!"

The accountant walked towards the gate helplessly. Under the vigilant eyes and muzzle, he was inspected by the guards. The withdrawal terms signed by the counselor were inspected four or five times.

It took a long time for these people to let the Chinese go, but the guard captain began to find fault. He only allowed ten Chinese soldiers to enter the company, and no more than one would be possible.

Hitotaro was so annoyed now, "Fart! Seven million gold francs, when will ten people be transported? Are you deliberately looking for trouble..."

At this time, the accountant found an opportunity to fight back against these oriental rustling buns. He glanced at him and said, "Ignorance guy! Now that European countries do not find a large number of banknotes and bank bills. Where were you a hundred years ago? They all walked with gold coins on their backs? The barbarian..."

"What are you saying? You kid is scolding me, right? Xiang Ying...you translate for me, was this kid scolding me just now? Are you looking for a slap..." After saying that, rolled up his sleeves and was about to take action.

The French guards on the opposite side quickly protected the accountant behind them and swung their rifles flat. "What do you want to do? This is a neutral canal company. Do you dare to make trouble? Do you dare to attack the company, which is to be an enemy of the entire canal company!"

When Hitotaro listened to the interpreter of the adjutant behind him, his eyebrows were so angry that he stood up, "Bageya Road! We are not even afraid of the French Consular Office. Are you still afraid of you a small canal company? Brothers are ready to fight..."

"Wait..." Xiang Ying suddenly shouted, and he grabbed Hitotaro and whispered, "Don't make rash things, this place is different from the Consular Office, you can't use force!"

"Are you scared? Why did it change a lot in such a short time? What a weird guy... I can't compare with your uncle, it's not at all happy. If you are afraid, I'm not afraid!"

Xiang Ying saw that he couldn't stop him and suddenly growled, "Calm down, are you a full-power envoy or me? How did the head of state arrange the task? Should you cooperate with me or I cooperate with you?"

"You..." Hitotaro was beaten with a big blush.

Xiang Ying appeased Hitotaro and nodded at the French guards opposite him, "Okay, I agree with your conditions. I will bring ten soldiers in by myself. Is this OK?"

The accountant and the guards talked carefully for a while, then nodded. Soon a gap was brought out of the sandbag at the gate, and Xiang Ying and ten soldiers rushed into the canal company quickly.

When I entered the company, I realized the luxury here. Various colors of marble were pieced together to form a beautiful floor, black walnut stair handrails, and the walls were covered with oil paintings.

The doors of the rooms are closed, and the brass-gilded door handles are shining under the reflection of the gas lamp. As for the decorations in the corner, you don’t need to guess that they must be cultural relics with stories.

After layers of security, Xiang Ying finally entered the canal company's vault. God knew how thick the walls were here. When he entered the iron gate, the entire space immediately became quiet. The noise outside could not be heard at all.

There were three accountants left in the vault, and there were two soldiers guarding at the door. Xiang Ying glanced at the eyes and saw something bulging around the soldier's waist. Judging from the appearance, he should have tied a circle of detonators.

"It seems that the French are really afraid that we will attack the Canal Company. They all arranged the dead soldiers in it. Sure enough, the head of state analyzed that this operation can attack the French Consular Office, but it must not attack the Canal Company..."

Just as Xiang Ying's eyes were dripping, the accountant had already communicated with his colleagues. The four of them sighed helplessly, began to take out the keys from their waists, and opened the safe in groups.
Chapter completed!