In a dilapidated and unfinished villa, Partridge kicked open the door and walked in carrying two large bags.

"Did you bring the goods?"

Seeing Partridge come in, two middle-aged men who were waiting inside came over to greet him.

"Of course I brought it!"

Partridge put the big bag in his hand on the wooden box in the room, opened one of them, took out a handful of point 38 and showed it off to the two compatriots from the mainland:

"The .38 I have is exactly the same as the one used by foreign merchants. If you want it, it's 700 yuan a handful. It's very cheap. I'll give you a 10% discount."

"If you are not satisfied." Seeing that the two of them were unmoved, Partridge took out another pistol from his bag, shook it, and said, "You are very familiar with this one.

Point four and five are the same as those used in the mainland, if you want, one thousand and two dozen."

"Is there anything powerful? We are going to rob a bank. This kind of little thing can't scare the police." Regarding the pistol that Partridge took out, the guy with a deer-headed and rat-like appearance was a little disdainful and wanted a long gun, so he asked

.

"A powerful guy, yes, I have everything here." Partridge smiled and took out a long gun from his bag, patted the gun body, and showed off,

"This one I have is amazing. The M16 fully automatic rifle used by the American army has an effective range of 600 meters. The ammunition is M193 bullets. The magazine has 30 bullets. The rate of fire is 750-900 rounds per minute.

As long as the trigger is pulled, more than a dozen rounds of bullets will go out in a flash. When the police see them, they will immediately turn around and run away. When the .

bump.

"Can you lie to me? Don't make a joke then." Another man asked.

"Of course!" Partridge pressed the trigger.

"Da da da..."

The sound of gunshots scared two middle-aged men and ran away with their heads in their hands.

"Why, there were sounds, fire and even bullet casings jumping. You were all shocked when you knew it was fake. Those who didn't know were even scared to death."

Partridge pursed his lips and said: "If you are still not satisfied with this, you can only buy the real thing. The price, let alone this M16, is only .38, and you can't take it without tens of thousands of dollars."

"We want all of this batch of goods." The two buyers looked at each other, nodded, and pointed at the big bag with their hands.

"Okay! Since you want them all, I'll make them cheaper for you, with a 20% discount, 77,000, and you can take them all." Seeing that the buyers were generous, the partridge dishes did not include lakes, so they directly reduced the price.

Promotion.

"Can!"

The buyer didn't make a counter-offer and just reached for the bag.

"etc!"

Partridge stretched out his hand to stop him.

"What's wrong, Fatty?" asked the guy with a deer head and rat eyes.

"Sorry, cash, no credit, you have to pay to get the goods." Partridge said with a smile.

"We were introduced by Chengshi Mao," the deer-headed and rat-eyed guy reminded.

"It's the same for everyone. Last time he bought a batch of grenades from me, I didn't give a discount. If you want to buy it on credit, don't even think about it. You pay with one hand and deliver the goods with the other hand." Partridge waved his finger to signal the two of them not to daydream.

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"If we had more than 70,000 yuan, we would still be robbing a bank."

"Oh, you just want to rob because you have no money. That's easy." Partridge put the bag behind him, then took out two watermelon knives and handed them over:

"The watermelon knife costs fifteen yuan a piece. Buy one and get one free. Use it to practice your skills. If you have money, come and buy a gun from me. If you don't have money, I will give it to you."

"Damn fat man, you must not know how powerful our provincial and Hong Kong troops are." Looking at the watermelon knives in their hands, the two men who bought guns wanted to take advantage of them.

"The Provincial and Hong Kong Special Forces are great, but you are not." Partridge shrugged, expressing his contempt for them. Not everyone can be a Provincial and Hong Kong Special Forces soldier. They not only have to be able to play with guns but also be able to shoot.

"court death!"

The two men who were buying guns started slashing with watermelon knives. It was obvious that the two men wanted to practice their skills with Partridge before they could formally rob the money.

"Bang!"

Partridge kicked the two of them out one by one. It was no different from kicking two chickens easily.

Seeing that the two of them were lying on the ground unable to get up, Partridge put his hands on his hips and said with a grin: "Do you know what I did before I became a policeman? I was a martial artist."

"You, you are a policeman?"

When Partridge announced his family status, the two men who were buying guns were stunned. They bought arms and bought them on the police. Fortunately, it was a fake. If it was true, they would have been jailed.

"I'm a policeman." The bald old man came in from outside, shook the handcuffs in his hands, and said, "Fat man, how are you? Did you gain anything?"

"No, they are a pair of crazy poor idiots who want to rob because they have no money. They even dared to rob the police." Seeing the bald old man come in, Partridge took out the handcuffs on his body and cuffed the two of them.

"Hey, we haven't committed a crime. Is it illegal to buy a toy gun? At worst, I'll squat in there for a few days before I have to come out." The gangsters bully the weak and fear the strong. When facing the police, they are more aggressive than the other, especially when there is no serious crime.

"You only have to stay in Xiangjiang for a few days, but don't forget that you don't have ID cards and will be sent back. I've heard that the mainland has strict control over smuggling.

Especially for criminals like you, if you are sent back, you will probably have to do target practice." The bald man threatened the two of them while patting their cheeks.

"Ah! No, don't send us there." The two men buying guns knew that what the bald man said was not a lie, considering what they had committed in Hong Kong.

It's okay in Xiangjiang because there is no evidence.

But in the Mainland, there will definitely be no good fruits to eat after returning.

"It's okay if you don't give it away. We put all our effort into this trap to catch big fish, but we didn't expect it was you two idiots. So if you want to get away, you have to exchange it for information."

The bald old man stated his purpose.

"Two sirs, we are all trying to buy fake guns to carry out robberies. How can we have any useful information? If we had, we would have become information dealers by now." The guy who looked a bit like a deer-headed and rat-like person started to sell out.

"Yes, yes." The brother on the side quickly added, "Actually, we don't want to be like this. We were all good people when we were in the mainland. It was only when we arrived in Xiangjiang that we changed.

It turns out that we were living with Mr. Feng in the New Territories, but he was killed by Mr. Hua a few days ago. Since we had no way of living, we decided to buy fake guns and carry out robberies to make a fortune and go home."

"Your boss was killed by someone who was cheating. Let's talk about it. If it works, I will let you go. If it doesn't, I will let you go." Partridge signaled with a fist as big as a sandbag and threatened.

"Our boss is dead anyway, so it's not a waste of loyalty." The guy with a bit of a deer-headed and rat-like appearance said, "Our boss Feng is in the laundry detergent business.

Some time ago, a whole ton of our goods was robbed by Mr. Hua's people in Xisha, so our boss went to Mr. Hua to settle the score."

"Wait a minute, you're talking about a whole ton of goods. There is such a big washing powder manufacturer in Xiangjiang that can transport tons of washing powder. Why haven't I heard of it?"

Partridge raised his own question.

"It's not washing powder, it's opium. We don't have the ability to get washing powder. We just get opium, send it to Xiangjiang and slowly refine it. Boss Hua is in the purification business.

He has his own chemical factory that can purify opium into washing powder." explained the guy with the deer-headed and rat-like eyes.

After the goods were robbed, Boss Feng went to find Boss Hua to settle the score. The two sat down to negotiate. As a result, Boss Feng said that our boss's goods needed to be purified before they could be used, and that they had to be slowly withdrawn and deposited in his factory. At most, he would not charge our boss's money.

cost.

Of course our boss didn't want to do it and almost flipped the table over.

Unexpectedly, Boss Hua took the initiative and killed three of the four men brought by our boss. He also killed our boss. Then he integrated our forces.

Many brothers have been taken in by Boss Hua.

I was loyal to Xiao Wang, how could I work with the boss’s enemy, so I ran out to work alone, but I didn’t expect to fall into your hands.”

"You just said that Mr. Hua has a factory to purify washing powder. Do you know where his factory is?" the bald old man asked.

Drug manufacturing factories are severely cracked down in Hong Kong. If what the other party said is true and they were allowed to break two eucalyptus bags, then the credit is huge.

Not to mention the senior inspector, even the chief inspector has hope.

"I don't know exactly where it is. I just know it's in Saigon. It's a chemical factory. Sir, we're just gangsters. It's impossible to know such details." The guy with a deer-headed and rat-like face explained with a tearful face.

"Saigon, chemical plant, you have passed the test. Remember, if you have any information, please inform us. If it is useful, I will give you an informant fee. This is much easier than your robbery."

Looking at each other with the bald old man, Partridge stepped forward to untie their handcuffs and told them to get out of here.

"Definitely, definitely!" After hearing that they could get out, the two gangsters left quickly.

"What should we do? Why don't we go to Saigon and see which chemical factory it is?" Partridge asked as he put away the handcuffs.

"Saigon is such a big place. If you don't have an address, it's like looking for a needle in a haystack. It's better to go back to the police station first and check the information to see how many chemical factories there are in Saigon."

Unlike the reckless partridge, the bald old man was much shrewd and went back to the police station to check the information first.

Partridge heard it right. Passing through the police station was much more reliable than two blind men trying to figure the elephant. He immediately started racing with the bald old man. As soon as the two of them crossed the office door, they heard a clerk say:

"Ms. Ye, your fishing ground is in Sai Kung. If you want to call the police, you can call the Sai Kung Police Station, or the nearby Tai Po or Kwun Tong District Police Station. Why come to Central District? We can't handle matters in Sai Kung.

"

"I have been to the police stations in Sai Kung, Tai Po and Kwun Tong districts. They said there was insufficient evidence and they would not file a case. They asked us to find evidence. We are ordinary citizens. If we can find evidence, what will you do to the police?"

The person who reported the crime was a woman. Judging from her back and voice, she must be an old woman in her thirties, with a very fierce personality.

"What's going on?" A curious partridge asked the waiter beside him.

"The owner of the fishery in Sai Kung recently had an inexplicable death of a fisherman at the fishery. After investigating that it was a water quality problem, he went upstream to find out.

I found out that there was a chemical factory called Fahrenheit Chemicals, and the sewage was discharged from this chemical factory, so I asked for a shutdown." The man replied.
To be continued...