After walking through the narrow lanes for about half an hour, Wu Ming rode his motorcycle and entered the Kowloon Walled City.
Here, the police will never come back because the Kowloon Walled City is a no-nonsense zone between the Hong Kong Island government, the United Kingdom, and the mainland.
When the lease treaty was signed, it was stated that the land on Hong Kong Island still belonged to the mainland.
It is a pity that due to other considerations, the mainland government does not want to go deep into this place. Over time, the Hong Kong Island government has no jurisdiction and the mainland government is unwilling to come, and this place has become an anarchic den of thieves. Many people have broken the law on Hong Kong Island.
Many people fled here and took root here, slowly forming this lawless place.
"Brother, would you like to come in and wash your hair?"
"A plaster, an ancestral plaster, specially designed to treat bruises and injuries!"
"You brat, why haven't you paid your protection fee this month? Do you know that you've made me lose face by doing this? Do you look down on me?"
Bursts of noise came from all directions.
Wu Ming was riding a motorcycle and walking through the narrow alley when he suddenly smelled an attractive fragrance.
"Boss, give me two pig's trotters and half a pig's ear."
"I want three pig tails and a pound of pig blood."
"A Tubo, business is so good today, can you give me some big stick bones for free and let me take them back to make soup?"
Stopping his motorcycle, Wu Ming looked into the crowd.
What caught my eye was an old man in his 70s or 80s, running a braised pork stall, from which the aroma came.
This old man's stall is not big, with eight or nine large buckets placed on a small wooden cart.
Wu Ming carried his travel bag and squeezed in from the crowd. He found that there was a playing card hanging on the outside of each barrel.
As long as it's pig-related food, you can find most of it here.
Wu Ming gently sniffed his nose, not knowing how the old man cooked it. Even though he was six or seven meters away, the fragrance lingered.
"Old man, here's a pound of pig intestines, half a pound of pig head meat, two pounds of pork ribs, and half a pound of pig nose."
After waiting in line for a few minutes, when it was Wu Ming's turn, he had already thought about what he wanted.
The old man agreed with a smile, took a bag and packed some food, then stretched out his hand and handed it over: "It's eighty-three yuan in total, you can give me eighty, and come back next time after you've eaten."
After paying to pick up the goods, Wu Ming walked out carrying a travel bag and a grocery bag.
After walking out of the crowd, Wu Ming looked for his motorcycle. After searching for three times, he couldn't find it. He exclaimed: "Damn, where is my motorcycle?"
The place where the motorcycle was parked was already empty.
I looked left and right, but I couldn't find any trace of the motorcycle, and I didn't know which street boy had pushed it away.
"Damn it..." The stolen motorcycle was stolen by someone else again, which made Wu Ming speechless.
He had heard before that the Kowloon Walled City was a mixed bag of people, ranging from robbing homes to stealing chickens and dogs.
Unexpectedly, I just made a big deal and turned around to be pecked by a sparrow. It was almost like a joke.
"I made a big deal worth 80 million yuan, but in the end, I didn't keep my motorcycle."
Shaking his head and sighing, Wu Ming started Route 11 and began to take a detour back.
On the way, I stopped a taxi. Finally I didn't have to walk forever and went back before dark.
Sunshine Apartment...
"Dong dong, dong dong dong!"
"Who is it?"
The door was opened a crack, revealing Wang Yunxi.
Wu Ming nodded as a greeting, and the next second, he smelled a faint smell of blood.
"Is someone injured?" Smelling the smell of blood, Wu Ming raised his eyebrows and looked inside.
Wang Yunxi nodded slightly, moved away from the door, and whispered: "It's Liu Chengbei. On the way back, he encountered a search by the patrol, and the two sides exchanged fire."
Hearing these words, Wu Ming walked into the room and glanced towards the hall.
When he caught his eye, Liu Chengbei was lying on the sofa, with a bright red patch on his left arm.
Beside the sofa, Old Man Jiang was holding disinfectant and disinfecting a knife. Niu Dada and Niu Dashun were both standing by the window, watching the outside with vigilance.
"What happened? You were so careless?" Wu Ming asked as he walked to Liu Chengbei's side.
Liu Chengbei looked at his arm, with a hint of bitterness on his face, and replied: "Forget it, when I met two patrolmen, they started fighting after a disagreement. I didn't expect that the one who jumped on the street and drew his gun was so quick.
Before I could react, I was shot in the arm. Fortunately, the old man was more powerful, otherwise I would have been dead."
"He is looking for death. He gets flustered when he encounters the police. He just asked a few questions and the sweat started to fall on his head. He clearly told him that there is a problem between the two of us." Old Jiang disinfected the knife and took it out.
He came over with a towel, rolled it into a ball and handed it to Liu Chengbei, "Bite it and I will help you get the bullet!"
Liu Chengbei bit the towel and closed his eyes tightly.
The next moment, the blade of the knife cut open the bloodstained sleeve. Old Man Jiang grabbed Liu Chengbei's arm and stabbed the tip of the knife into the bullet hole.
"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"
The tip of the knife pierced into the muscle, and Liu Chengbei, who was biting the towel, immediately shed cold sweat on his face.
Old Jiang kept holding the handle of the knife and violently picked it, and a golden bullet was pulled out directly from the muscle.
...bah...
The bullet dropped on the floor tiles, making a crisp collision sound.
Old Man Jiang breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at the bullets on the floor, and sighed: "Fortunately, the police revolver has a caliber of only .22. If it were replaced by 54, it would be able to hit the bone at such a close distance.
I'll punch you through it."
The patrol policemen on Hong Kong Island are equipped with small-caliber pistols. Legend has it that they are the ones who survived being shot seven or eight times.
If it were replaced by a 54 pistol and hit the body at such a close range, the arm would be basically useless.
However, like this, the bullet only penetrated the muscle and was easily blocked by the bone. After ten days and a half, it would be almost fine.
"Chengbei, how do you feel?" Wu Ming took off the towel from Liu Chengbei's mouth and asked him how he felt.
Seeing Wu Ming's curious look, Liu Chengbei smiled bitterly and said, "It's not good. My arms are swollen and I'm sweating all over!"
The bullet penetrated the muscle in the arm, but it still damaged the arm bone to some extent. If you go to a regular hospital, it may be better to apply anesthesia before removing the bullet.
But here, everything can only be kept simple.
Not to mention anesthesia, it would be good to take painkillers, since the pain won't kill you anyway.
"Have a good rest. I bought pig intestines and will replenish them for you later."
After comforting Liu Chengbei, Wu Ming handed the food bag to Wang Yunxi and placed the travel bag on the ground.
One, two, three, four, five, five travel bags lined up, this is today's harvest.
Liu Chengbei sat up and leaned against the sofa with his eyes closed to relax.
Wu Ming, Old Man Jiang, Niu Dashun, and Niu Dada gathered around the table and began to count the harvest.
"Wow..."
Open the travel bag and dump all the jewelry inside on the table.
The harvest of five travel bags was gathered together and covered the entire table, forming a small mountain.
"The most valuable things here are the precious jewelry, which is about 80 million Hong Kong dollars. The other items, such as gold necklaces, gold rings, gold bracelets, etc., all have a combined value of about 6 to 7 million Hong Kong dollars.
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Niu Dada looked at the jewelry on the table, pondered for a moment, and said, "If I sell it, I can probably get 50 million Hong Kong dollars in cash, which is almost the value."
"Fifty million Hong Kong dollars!"
Wu Ming and others looked at each other and realized that these 50 million Hong Kong dollars are 5,000 points.
Sure enough, it was still a waste of time, but this time everyone made a lot of money from this transaction.
"Boss, we have to sell this batch of goods in the shortest possible time. Do you know such a big boss?" Old Man Jiang raised his head, his tone full of determination.
Niu Dada frowned. As a middleman, he was eating the food of hundreds of families.
But he really didn't know any buyers who could buy tens of millions of jewels in one go, so he could only vaguely say: "The bosses I know can buy a few million at most, but I'm not sure about more."
If you want to sell these 50 million worth of goods at once, I'm worried it will be very risky."
Few bosses who eat dirty things in private are clean, and few are clean people.
Niu Dada has been working as a middleman for almost more than ten years. He has heard too many things like gangsters taking advantage of gangsters.
Under normal circumstances, unless everyone is really familiar with it, it will be hundreds of thousands or hundreds of thousands of bulk goods shipped out.
A one-time shipment of millions is considered a big deal. If the funds exceed tens of millions, it is very difficult to say how many buyers will sincerely want to do business.
After hearing what Niu Dada said, Wu Ming broke the silence and asked solemnly: "Da Da, if you bulk goods slowly, how long will it take you in the shortest time?"
"Two months, no more than three months at most." Niu Dada answered firmly, but it was a pity that Wu Ming and the others could not afford to wait for such a long time.
From the moment we arrived on Hong Kong Island, we all planned very hard, and we only had one month to complete the mission.
Now, less than half of a month has passed.
In other words, from now on, everyone has at most half a month, and this batch of goods must be sold within half a month.
"It's been too long." Wu Ming and others looked at each other and shook their heads.
Taking a deep breath, Wu Ming stroked the jewelry in front of him and said coldly: "Sir, if you don't care about the black and white, can you sell all these goods within fifteen days?"
"Yes, but what about the risks? If we act too hastily, it will not be good for us." Niu Dada said with caution on his face, "We have guns, and others also have them. No one who dares to take advantage of others is a simple character. Together we can
There are only five people, what if there are twenty or thirty people coming from the other side?" (To be continued.)