When the boss spoke, Huo Lei couldn't say anything else. He handed the password box to Liu Handong and said carelessly: "Brother Dong, if you need anything, just say hello. Brothers are all here."
"Whatever happens, it's all because of my brothers." Liu Handong patted Huo Lei on the shoulder and strode towards Ma Hongzheng. He didn't bring a gun or wear a body armor, but he was confident because the anti-narcotics police led by Geng Zhi
Just lie in ambush nearby, and you can kill them immediately if something goes wrong.
Liu Handong wears the anti-drug detachment's latest miniature camera on his chest, which is disguised as a button and can send the video in real time. Every move here can be seen by uprights. Of course, the distance cannot be too far, beyond the power range of the wireless transmitting device.
There was nothing they could do, so they had to rely on the single-line communication mobile phone. As long as it was carried with them, the police could determine Liu Handong's location.
There was a Jinbei van in the parking lot of Wenfeng Hotel. It was dirty and inconspicuous. Ma Hongzheng led Liu Handong to the car and opened the door. Sitting inside was Ma Xiaohu. He said expressionlessly: "Come on
car."
There were also two northwestern men in the car. They were not tall but extremely stocky. They sat in the back and stared at each other. Liu Handong smiled and said, "Why, don't you trade here?"
Ma Xiaohu said: "The goods are not here, how much did you bring?"
Liu Handong asked back: "How much goods do you have?"
The corners of Ma Xiaohu's mouth raised slightly, showing a hint of pride: "How much money you have, I will have as much goods as you can."
Liu Handong said: "If I have 100 million in cash, can you also supply the goods?"
Ma Xiaohu smiled arrogantly: "What do you think?"
On the side of the road 200 meters away from Wenfeng Hotel, an Iveco disguised as a street light management office tool truck was parked. Geng Zhi sat in the car and stared at the computer screen. The conversation between Liu Handong and Ma Xiaohu made him secrete adrenaline. The northwest drug lord
, it is indeed a big deal!
Liu Handong carried the box and served Jinbei Bread. Ma Hongzheng stretched out his hand to him: "Mr. Liu, I'm sorry. Our rules are that you are not allowed to bring mobile phones. Please take out your mobile phone."
"No problem, but I'll talk to my little brother first." Liu Handong said.
Ma Hongzheng nodded in agreement, and Liu Handong poked his head out and shouted to Huolei: "I'll go with them, you guys wait here."
Huo Lei Dian Dian ran over, a little worried. In the drug trade, both parties have always brought people together to deal face to face. The northwest customers are a bit bullying when doing this, but it is also understandable, because they bring the goods all the way here, and
The price is lower than the market price, it is an absolute seller's market, you are begging others, not others begging you.
"It's okay, Mr. Ma is my brother." Liu Handong said with an extremely relaxed expression. Huo Lei is a reckless man with a simple mind and won't adapt to changes. He just nodded and agreed: "Okay, call me if you need anything."
Huo Lei went back, and Liu Handong took out three of his mobile phones and turned them off and handed them over. He was not being arrogant. Facts proved that this was right, because after handing over the mobile phones, Ma Hongzheng also searched his body.
"I'm sorry, these are all rules." Ma Hongzheng said.
A man from the northwest put Liu Handong's three mobile phones into a metal box. Ma Xiaohu asked with interest: "Why do you carry three mobile phones?"
Liu Handong explained that there were ones for work, one for home, and one for his wife's inspection. Everyone laughed, but he felt uneasy in his heart. That metal box could probably block the signal, and he was afraid that he would be lost.
.
Sure enough, when the phone was put into the metal box, the signal on the computer screen in the Iveco suddenly disappeared. Fortunately, the surveillance video was still there. Liu Handong was sitting in the van, with his back to the front of the car, chatting and laughing with the northwest men.
"Follow them closely, don't lose them." Gengzhi said.
The Jinbei van started to move. Geng Zhi held the walkie-talkie to dispatch and command. Three police cars with civilian license plates clung to the Jinbei van. One was parallel to the Jinbei van, one followed closely behind, and the other followed from a distance. They cooperated with each other and crossed.
Follow up and try not to make the other person suspicious.
Liu Handong noticed that the tool Ma Xiaohu used to communicate was not a mobile phone, but a high-power Motorola walkie-talkie. He spoke with a strong northwest accent and various code words, but he could not understand a word of it.
Jinbei Bread was driving very fast, and the driver was obviously an expert. He liked to run yellow lights and change lanes and drive in the wrong direction. This unscrupulous driving style made it difficult for the following vehicles to follow him. After a few kilometers, three vehicles reported one after another that they had lost track of him.
The van got on the Yanjiang Expressway. There were a lot of large trucks on this road. They were all going to the Omi Port Free Trade Zone. Ma Xiaohu held a walkie-talkie and said a few words, instructing the driver to change lanes and overtake. The van suddenly accelerated. Liu Handong couldn't help but look back. He saw
A large container truck in front slowly lowered its rear door, like a springboard. The bottom of the rear door came into contact with the road, causing a series of sparks.
Jinbei Bread roared over and drove into the container. The back door slowly rose, and the surroundings were dark.
The lights inside the car came on, and Ma Xiaohu said with a smile: "Mr. Liu, don't be nervous. For the sake of transaction safety, I have no other intention."
Liu Handong said: "Mr. Ma, does a one million transaction require such a big battle?"
Ma Xiaohu said: "There is no harm in being cautious."
Liu Handong was very calm. He knew that the other party was doing big business and would not have trouble demolishing a house at his level. The more cautious he acted, the more it showed that the Ma family's business was big and the case was serious.
No one spoke, the atmosphere in the car was solemn, and Liu Handong could even hear the second hand of his watch ticking.
After driving for about half an hour, the truck finally stopped, the back door slowly lowered, the Jinbei truck backed out, the door opened, and everyone got out. It was an extremely empty warehouse with a high roof and spider webs in the dark corners.
, wooden boxes with English letters printed on them were piled up all around, and under the dim light, there were more than a dozen armed men standing.
The men were all dressed in ordinary clothes and had very honest looks. If it weren't for the folding 56-type submachine guns in their hands and the 54-type pistols on their belts, you wouldn't have guessed that these people were vicious drug dealers, led by a gray-haired man.
The old man had sharp eyes and a sinister spirit. Ma Xiaohu was obviously a little wary of him and spoke to him in a very polite tone.
"Why did you bring outsiders?" the old man asked Ma Xiaohu.
Ma Xiaohu explained a few words in a low voice. The old man turned his head and looked over. Liu Handong felt goosebumps all over his body, as if he was being stared at by a cobra.
Liu Handong could guess what was going on. According to intelligence, Ma Xiaohu was not the leader of drug dealers, but a rookie in the organization. His deal with him was a sideshow, and he made a little money from the bulk of the goods.
It was just a little extra money. It was probably because he couldn't get the spot goods that he brought himself to the large-scale transaction site.
Sure enough, the old man began to reprimand Ma Xiaohu. He couldn't understand the northwest dialect, but the general meaning was similar. He blamed Ma Xiaohu for being ignorant, being reckless, and leading everyone around. Ma Xiaohu was dejected and listened obediently.
Liu Handong started to get nervous. He didn't know where he was. He was shouting at the sky and the earth, and the support was long gone. He had no weapons on him. Even if he brought a gun, he had no chance of winning against more than a dozen big men.
, if the other party wants to silence him, he will have no chance of survival. Now he can only place his hope on Ma Xiaohu's character, no, on the old man's kindness.
People tend to urinate urgently when they are nervous. Liu Handong turned around and walked out. He immediately heard the sound of a gun being pulled and a stern scolding. Ma Xiaohu shouted: "Mr. Liu, don't walk around."
"Take a pee." Liu Handong strolled around the courtyard without any fear.
Ma Xiaohu winked, and Ma Hongzheng immediately followed. Liu Handong walked to the door of the warehouse. There was an iron lock on the door and he couldn't get out. He had to pee in the corner. When he lowered his head, he saw that the camera on his chest was offline. He almost died.
Wires were exposed from the clothes, and footsteps sounded behind him. It was Ma Hong who was watching.
Liu Handong was so anxious that he tore off the camera and accessories, flicked his hands, and threw the things into the gap between the two boxes. He flushed them with urine and felt at ease.
After urinating, Liu Handong lifted up his pants, smiled at Ma Hongzheng, and walked towards the center of the warehouse with an open face.
The old man was on the phone. Ma Xiaohu's face was gloomy and uncertain. Liu Handong pretended to be relaxed and took out a cigarette and handed it over, but Ma Xiaohu blocked it back.
Liu Handong lit it himself, and when he looked back, he saw Ma Hong groping for something between the two boxes, and his heart tightened.
"What are you looking at? Come here quickly!" Ma Xiaohu shouted, and Ma Hong hurriedly ran back and whispered a few words to Ma Xiaohu, who gave Liu Handong a cold look.
Liu Handong felt his heart beat faster and hoped that Ma Hongzheng didn't notice anything.
After the old man finished making the phone call, he called Ma Xiaohu over to discuss it. Ma Xiaohu kept nodding, and then the two of them walked back. Ma Xiaohu said: "The transaction is proceeding normally, but before that, I have to deal with one thing first."
He glanced at everyone present and said slowly: "Someone told me that there is an undercover agent sent by the police among us!"
Liu Handong swallowed, and could hear his rapid breathing. His lips were dry, his back was wet, and there was faint sweat dripping from his head. It was over. His secret was exposed. He should have known better that he would not take this job. He was a drug dealer.
Is he easy to mess with? He licks blood from the edge of his knife and kills people without batting an eyelid. He is too confident and goes deep into the tiger's den without even carrying a gun. I'm afraid he will die this time.
Ma Ling is still lying in the hospital bed, her mother is still looking forward to having her grandson, and Shu Fan is still counting on her to help with his plan to restore the country. All of this has come to nothing, and his life will disappear in this unknown warehouse. Maybe
They will be burned into a charred corpse by a fire, maybe cut into eight pieces, maybe poured into cement and thrown into the Huai River. In short, they will never see the sun tomorrow again.
Ma Xiaohu walked slowly and said slowly: "I treat you as a friend, but you treat me as a fool. It's a shame that I trust you so much. Now if you admit your mistake and apologize to me, I can leave you a complete body."
Just die! Liu Handong's bachelor's temper got angry, and he was about to get angry and hurt someone, when he suddenly saw Ma Xiaohu pick up a shovel with his toes, put it in his hand, and slapped Ma Hongzheng on the head with it.