After Liu Handong said these words, he left. He could not tolerate someone like Peng Jia, and he had no obligation to take care of her. Life or death depended on his own feet.
However, before leaving, Liu Handong still left a message to Peng Jia: "I will not let anyone harm your group of people."
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Li Feng was released. The police did not have enough evidence to detain him, so they had to release him. Since Hei Lin told him to keep a low profile, Hei Zi did not mobilize troops and just drove a car with an armed police license to pick up Li Feng.
As soon as Li Feng entered the general manager's office of Hei Forest, Hei Lin greeted him and gave him a fierce bear hug. Both of them laughed.
"Xiao Feng, are you okay?" Hei Lin smiled.
"What can happen? Who dares to touch me? I'm from the Black Forest." Li Feng lit a cigarette, crossed his legs, puffed out smoke, shook his neck, and made a clicking sound of his joints.
"Fuck, you are born to be proud, you must!"
Heizi also responded fiercely: "It's necessary. This time we find out that the bastard was behind the scenes. I'll kill his whole family. Damn it!"
Hei Lin said: "It's okay, but Lei Zi must be targeting Li Feng. Otherwise, let's leave this matter to the other brothers first, and Li Feng returns to Harbin. I just have a project for you to do."
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Li Feng was startled and looked depressed: "Brother Lin, what you said makes me feel uncomfortable."
Hei Lin walked over with a smile and patted Li Feng on the shoulder: "I know you feel uncomfortable. After all, the vault has been ordered. No one can swallow this tone. However, the situation is not up to you. You can't stay in Omi.
Meaning, the police will be watching you twenty-four hours a day."
Li Feng lowered his head and smoked heavily, and after a long time he said: "Okay, I'll go back to my hometown to hide for a few days."
Back in his room, Li Feng randomly packed a few clothes. Suddenly his cell phone rang. He grabbed it and answered it: "Where?"
"Mr. Li, I, Mr. Zhao, it's time to settle the payment." This voice belonged to Zhao Tiezhu, also known as Zhan Ziyu.
Li Feng was upset for a while. 150 million in cash was burned. How could he pay for the goods? Could it be that he really paid for it from his own personal account?
"I understand, you can call again in two days." Li Feng was about to hang up.
"Hurry up, those people in the northwest are masters who eat people without spitting out their bones." Zhan Ziyu's voice was cold.
"Fuck! I'm a fucking victim too, stop nagging, wait for my call, that's it." Li Feng was angry and hung up the phone. After thinking about it, he was still extremely unhappy, so he threw the phone down:
"Hold!"
On the other end of the phone was Zhan Ziyu, who was avoiding the limelight in other places. The call was hung up. He was stunned for a moment, and then he became angry. Li Feng, a bastard, dared to talk to him in such a tone. He couldn't swallow it, so he called back immediately. There was a message on the receiver.
The system response that the call you dialed is temporarily unavailable made Zhan Ziyu even more angry.
The harsh ringtone rang, Zhan Ziyu thought it was Li Feng calling back, but unexpectedly it was Ma Xiaohu calling.
"Boss Zhao, I'm sorry, brothers are waiting for dinner. Please take the time to prepare the money. I will come to pick it up."
"Okay, okay, I get it. I've been in a little trouble lately and I've been targeted by the police. Brother, can you let me take it easy? I'll give you a dime." Zhan Ziyu knew how ruthless these guys were and didn't dare to say anything.
There was some neglect.
"Mr. Zhao, this is the second time I've asked you for money. I'll still talk to you politely. If you wait until the third time, I'll talk to you with a gun."
A busy hang-up signal came from the receiver. Zhan Ziyu's face turned ugly. He sniffed and suddenly threw the phone on the floor, "Fuck, I'm so scared!"
You can say harsh words, but you can't do things like this. Paying back debts is a matter of course. Guests from the northwest put their heads in their waistbands to do business. Killing undercover policemen is just like playing. If you offend them, you will never have peace for the rest of your life. Zhan Ziyu weighs in
Considering the pros and cons, he decided to sneak back to Omi and ask Li Feng for money.
At the same time, Ma Xiaohu was also furious. According to the agreement, the payment for the goods should be paid within one week after the goods were delivered. It was strange that there was an accounting period for drug trafficking. It would be a long story to tell.
Ma Xiaohu's family mainly made guns in the early years. With the severe crackdown in the Western Regions, this business has become increasingly difficult to do in recent years. The machinery, equipment and raw materials required are difficult to obtain, and it is easy to get burned, let alone make money.
It's also limited. Instead, it's better to get a bunch of chemical raw materials to refine ephedrine and make methamphetamine to sell to the mainland. This thing can be made with simple chemical knowledge and make a lot of money.
The head of the Ma family is Ma Xiaohu's sixth uncle, the big-name Ma Benchu, who is brave and resourceful. He once hacked someone to death in a village fight in the 1980s and was sentenced to life imprisonment. Later, he was released from prison with a commuted sentence in accordance with ethnic policies. He is extremely prestigious in the village.
Gao, he also proposed the industrial upgrading and transformation. He also opened up the transportation line from the northwest to Omi. The upright man in the northwest is different from the drug lords in the south. He is honest in doing business and allows customers to have a certain payment period. He has had several discussions with Boss Zhao.
The transactions are all going smoothly, and the supply volume is getting larger and larger. From the initial volume of tens of kilograms to the current volume of transactions in tons, there has never been any problem with the cooperation. Recently, the rumors have become more and more serious, and anti-narcotics police have actually sneaked in.
After joining the team, Uncle Liu meant to stop after finishing this shot and wait for a while. The money earned was enough anyway, but he didn't expect that his family would have to rely on the account.
After dealing with the traitor Ma Hongzheng, the high-rollers in the northwest did not return to their hometown. They knew that the police would be anxious after someone died, and a big sweep was imminent. Now was the time when they needed money to run away. If Boss Zhao defaulted on the debt, how could Ma Xiaohu?
Can you not be angry.
Ma Xiaohu reported the matter to his sixth uncle. Ma Benchu smoked a cigarette and frowned and said, "This is a crime. How much does he owe us?"
"Three million." Ma Xiaohu said.
To people in the developed eastern regions, this figure is not astronomical. It is not even enough to buy a luxury car. But to people in the underdeveloped regions of the northwest, 50,000 yuan is enough to buy a life, and 3 million yuan can buy an entire village.
People are willing to do anything.
"Let's go to Omi and ask for the account!" Uncle Six stood up, his back straight.
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Zhan Ziyu returned to Omi. He had worked in the police and was very good at counter-reconnaissance. He disguised himself and rented in a high-end community. This was safer than the mixed urban and rural areas. He came back to collect debts. He was the middleman in this transaction.
, he took three million from the northwest people and sold it to the Black Forest for five million. He easily made two million, making money was the second best thing. He enjoyed the pleasure of this kind of high-intelligence crime and played everyone in the stock market.
How happy it is to have it in the palm of your hand.
Li Feng received a call from Zhan Ziyu, urging him to pay the five million payment immediately.
"Why are you so boring? Can I owe you money? Isn't this something happened recently? I'll give you a call in two days." Li Feng hung up the phone, lit a cigarette and began to seriously consider the matter.
Heilin instructed that the drug trafficking business be suspended. Too much noise will inevitably lead to fire. There will always be opportunities to make money, but if someone falls in, there will be no chance. Since we are no longer in this business, it is better to kill the person named Zhao. Five million
Otherwise, just save it.
Thinking of this, Li Feng smiled proudly, proud of his wit.
The door opened, and his subordinate nodded and said, "Brother Feng, the car is ready."
Li Feng booked a flight from Omi to Harbin in two hours, but he was not ready to leave now.
After retreating from his men, Li Feng opened the office safe. There was a 80% new Type 54 hidden in the cabinet. The magazine was empty. In order to protect the spring, there was no bullet loaded. In the kraft paper box next to it, there were scattered 7.62mm Type 51
Pistol bullets.
Li Feng loaded the bullets one by one, loaded eight rounds, stuffed it into the butt of the gun, turned off the safety, put the gun on the back of his waist, straightened his clothes, and went into the bathroom and looked in the mirror to make sure that nothing was wrong.
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At the same time, in a high-end community in the city, Zhan Ziyu was also thinking about something. It was said that the Ministry of Public Security was eyeing this case. Based on his experience, he judged that this business could no longer continue until Li Feng's money arrived.
, just disappear for a while. As for the people from the northwest, if the strong dragons don’t overwhelm the local snakes, they will chase them closely and just kill them.
Zhan Ziyu pulled out a suitcase from under the bed and opened the combination lock. Inside the box were two pistols. He was a gun-crazed man. Lu Ziye had enough money. Through his connections, he got a lot of guys. These two Italian original pistols
The produced Beretta 92F is exactly the gun used by Little Ma in A Better Tomorrow. It is also the standard equipment of the US military. It shoots fifteen rounds of 9mm bullets, fires the bow left and right, and sprays bullets like Little Ma. Northwesters are nothing!
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Liu Handong was worried that there was no suitable channel to convert the 1.5 million euros into RMB. He couldn't get the 8 million promised to Shu Fan. He couldn't get the plastic surgery expenses for Ma Ling and Peng Jia, but he couldn't rush such a thing.
, even if you are not caught by the people in the Black Forest if you act rashly, you will be targeted by the anti-money laundering unit.
The old ghost came to Liu Handong and he provided a way to launder money.
"You know, cash bribes are popular nowadays. Twenty euros in five hundred denominations are just a small hundred thousand. They are inconspicuous in the envelope. Officials have collected large amounts of euros and dare not go to banks to exchange them, so they have to go underground.
There are people who specialize in money laundering at banks, but the handling fees are a little high. What do you think? Are you interested?"
Liu Handong's eyes lit up: "Okay, is it safe?"
The old ghost smiled casually: "Of course it's not as safe as a bank, but the bank has rules and people won't hack your money."
Liu Handong said: "Okay, you can contact me for me."
The old ghost took out his cell phone and dialed a number.
Ten minutes later, Huang Zhandong received a call from a friend, saying that someone in Omi was offering 1.5 million euros. Are you interested in joining the offer?
Huang Zhandong did not know that the Black Forest Treasury was burned down, nor did he know that his 1.5 million euros had been robbed by Liu Handong. He was not a simple drug dealer. He would do anything as long as he made money.
"Okay, I'll take it." Huang Zhandong didn't hesitate. Even if it was a dragon's den or a tiger's den, he would break into it. The last time he was chased by the police in Omi, bodyguard Lin Xiaowu shot down two armed policemen with two shots, which gave Huang Zhandong great confidence.