I Inherited 5,000 Years of Family Property

"It seems Mr. Zhang is quite confident." Looking at Zhang Menglong's calm and even somewhat amused expression, Murray couldn't help but feel a bit shaken.

"I've always been confident!"

"Mr. Zhang, I know you're wealthy, and I know you just dealt with Qingqiu Country not long ago, but don't forget, if we wanted to handle Qingqiu Country, it wouldn't require much effort either. After all, we've been a developed country for a long time, while Qingqiu Country has only just reached the GDP level of a developed nation."

What Murray meant was clear: You managed to handle Qingqiu Country which is impressive, but we are not Qingqiu. Even though you're rich, it would still be difficult to destroy the economy of a developed country, especially since the world economy has become much less fragile than it was decades ago with globalization.

"So, what you're saying is, I can't leave here now, right?" Zhang Menglong looked at Murray with amusement.

"You can perceive it that way, Mr. Zhang. Once we've thoroughly investigated this matter and confirmed that you are indeed not involved, then you may leave."

"What if I say no?" Zhang Menglong chuckled.

"Then we might have to take some impolite actions!"

With a wave of Murray's hand, suddenly, a group of soldiers armed to the teeth stormed in.

"What the fuck?" Zhang Menglong didn't expect Murray to bring backup.

"Damn?! What do they mean by this? Are they detaining a citizen of Huaxia so brazenly?"

"Aren't they afraid of causing an international dispute?"

"What the fuck, they dare point guns at Mr. Zhang?"

"They're serious!"

The viewers before the broadcast suddenly filled with worry for Zhang Menglong. Yes, he was rich, but wealth couldn't stop bullets!

"Hey, I'm saying, aren't you a developed country? For an economic loss of a few billion Euros, you make such a big fuss? You're too poor, huh?" To everyone's surprise, Zhang Menglong, faced with a group of armed soldiers, not only did not show any fear, but he also kept mouthing off.

But what they did not know was that even if faced with dozens of fighter jets in a war zone, Zhang Menglong wouldn't feel the slightest fear as long as Ye Yin was there; even now, with several sniper rifles aimed at his head, he could act as though nothing was happening.

Economic losses amounting to several billion Euros! As one of the few developed nations in the world, probably only Zhang Menglong would dare to call the Kingdom of Frankfurt poor.

"Out of desperation, huh?" Zhang Menglong's mouth kept babbling, "I'm really curious to know whether this is your personal idea or your superiors' decision."

"Mr. Zhang, you just need to cooperate with the investigation, you don't need to worry about other matters."

"It seems the world has forgotten about the legends of the Zhang Family for far too long, huh?" Zhang Menglong scoffed coldly, "Well, it looks like it's time to remind you of the fear my grandfather once instilled."

"What does that mean? The fear dominated by Mr. Zhang's grandfather?"

"It must be about the economic crisis. It looks like Mr. Zhang is about to make a big move again!"

"There's going to be a show now!!"

"What the fuck, is he going to mess with other economies again? I need to rush to pull out of the stock market!"

The stock traders immediately panicked. The economy of Qingqiu did not have a large impact on international economic conditions, but Frankfurt was different; any small disturbance in such a major country could significantly affect global situations!

"Look quick, Mr. Zhang is taking out his phone!"

"Is he calling in the big guns?"

"High energy ahead!"

...

"Haigen, are you watching the news?" Zhang Menglong cut to the chase.

"Yes, Mr. Zhang, do you have any instructions?" Haigen responded directly.

"This detention of mine, was it this guy named Murray's own idea, or was it someone else's?"

"It was Murray's own idea," Haigen said, "As far as we know, this Haigen is quite arrogant and blindly self-confident."

"Alright, I've understood. As long as it has nothing to do with their country, a small skirmish should do," Zhang Menglong said, "However, this is the first time since my childhood that I have had a gun pointed at my head, and I definitely need to vent this anger. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Yes, I will arrange it," Haigen said.

Less than a minute later, Zhang Menglong had hung up the phone, and everyone was curious about whom Zhang Menglong had been talking to. Moreover, the call ended so quickly; could it be that the person Zhang Menglong approached was powerless to help?

...

As usual, Busmu Lin walked into the Ministry of National Defense Command Center. At 52, he had become the Minister of National Defense, an achievement almost unprecedented in the history of Frankfurt.

In this peaceful era, his job was relatively easy, and Frankfurt's focus had always been on economic construction, unlike many countries that tried to expand or played the role of world police. Experience tales at My Virtual Library Empire

Discussing the global military landscape periodically and monitoring the progress of strategic weapon development was basically all he did daily.

"Very well, proceed with the first test flight in two weeks. As long as there are no issues, we can start mass production. This time, we can certainly boost our national defense capabilities by more than 20%!"

Today, Busmu Lin had received great news; the latest generation of fighter jet engines had finally made a breakthrough, and the moment to reap the fruits of success was near.

"Yes, our 'Gust' type fighter jets will dominate the skies worldwide, and at least in all of Europe, there will no longer be any more advanced fighter jets than ours!"

"Well done. Once the tests are complete, I'll throw a celebration banquet for you all!" Busmu Lin said with a satisfied smile.

"Beep beep beep beep!" Just then, an alarm rang through the entire control room.

"What's going on?" Busmu Lin instantly tensed up. Since the establishment of this central intelligence control room of the national defense, the alarm had been virtually a fixture. For decades, this was the first time it had gone off!

"No... it can't be! How could this happen?" A staff member stared incredulously at the instruments, "What the hell is going on?"

"What has happened?" Busmu Lin rushed over and pointed at the screen of the instrument, "What do these red dots mean?"

"Minister, this is the detection program of our security systems deployed across Europe."

"Is it the EW-01 system?" Busmu Lin asked.

This was a project completed five years ago by their country; through this system, they could nearly detect the use of military equipment across the entire Europe. If any country launched a missile attack on any region or country, they would be the first to monitor it!

This system not only laid the foundation of their security system across Europe but also became their pair of eyes.

"Just now, across Europe, we detected the launch of 300 missiles, including nearly 50 intercontinental missiles!"

"The total has now exceeded 400, and it's still increasing!"

"Do you know who the target is?"

"It's... it's our Presidential Palace!"