Blood diamonds, also known as blood diamonds, conflict diamonds, and blood diamonds, are diamonds mined in war zones and sold to the market.
Because the high profits and funds obtained from selling diamonds will be invested in violence or armed conflicts that violate the spirit of the Security Council, they are named blood diamonds.
Secondly, red-colored diamonds are generally called this name.
As early as 1989, at a jewelry fair in Paris, France, a blood diamond named Lucky weighing only 2.23 carats was displayed. The bidding price reached 400,000 US dollars, which was the price of the same amount of gold.
It is more than 100,000 times more expensive than colorless diamonds and more than 2,000 times more expensive. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is priceless.
Although that was an auction price, which was several times higher than the market price, and there was a lot of moisture in it, don’t forget that it was in the late 1980s, when one dollar could buy something worth ten dollars now.
What's more, these dozen diamonds are all bigger than the 'Raki'. If they were sold on the black market, how much would they cost?
Tang Peng didn't dare to think about it anymore, he just felt that his heart couldn't bear this unexpected surprise.
Tang Peng is not someone who has never seen money, but he has never seen anything so valuable.
"Damn, what a windfall! This time is not in vain. As long as I can get these diamonds, it's worth losing my life here! Hey, I really don't know where Francis got so many good things."
The boss was stunned for a while, then Tang Peng shook his head vigorously, suppressing the ecstasy in his heart, carefully put the blood diamonds into his pocket, and then picked up the account books.
Regardless of what Francis' character is like, his ability to do accounting is still first-class, which is obvious to everyone.
Tang Peng casually flipped through a few pages and understood what was recorded on it, and realized how useful this thing was to him.
The account book clearly records the sales amount, location, and name of the negotiator for each batch of drugs——
Just as Tang Peng predicted, what is recorded above is the distribution map of the underground power created by the Yan family in the world through drugs.
Once the contents of this account are leaked, the underground forces of the Yan family in the world will be frantically arrested by anti-drug police from all over the world, especially those in Europe and the United States.
At the same time, the Yan family will also be denounced by the people in China: The red family, which is loved by the masses, is actually selling drugs behind the scenes?
In this way, the Yan family building will collapse in an instant, and there will be no chance to stand up.
Before deciding to kill Francis decisively, Tang Peng and others only wanted to cut off the Yan family's financial resources, but they did not expect that they would find the Yan family's fatal point here!
"It seems that everything is so magnificent and meticulous. The Yan family, hehe, isn't it amazing?"
Tang Peng sneered, found a bag, wrapped the account book, and put it on his shoulder.
To be honest, Tang Peng was very tempted when he opened the safe and saw the gold and US dollars.
However, after putting all those blood diamonds into his pockets, all those gold, dollars, etc., became dirt.
According to the original plan, Tang Peng would burn the drugs in the underground warehouse.
However, when he picked up the key, he changed his mind: drugs are harmful to people, but the key issue is that they can create huge profits. This is why the world is cracking down on drug trafficking, but there are still people who continue to traffic in drugs like this.
——In a word, if the market demands it, you may not be able to do it, but others will definitely do it!
"It would be great if we could control this place, anyway..."
As soon as Tang Peng thought of this, he heard the huge roar of the helicopter propeller coming from outside, and the "click-click" sound of the aircraft's machine gun spraying from far to near, very quickly.
Before he had time to react, a dense barrage of bullets penetrated the roof and hit Francis' body, splattering debris and blood!
"Fuck, what did Jelena do? Did she want to kill me!?"
Tang Peng cursed lowly, grabbed the safe door, lowered himself, and quickly hid behind the safe.
The reason why Tang Peng scolded Yelina was because he knew that the helicopter must be armed by the Myanmar government.
If it were Francis' men, would they drive a helicopter and shoot wildly at the boss's residence?
Like rain, bullets followed the helicopters circling outside, sweeping the entire small wooden building clean.
Fortunately, the steel plate of the safe is strong enough to withstand bullets, otherwise Mr. Tang would have to follow Francis to see God soon.
The helicopter in mid-air outside wreaked havoc on the small wooden building, then roared away gradually. Tang Peng was just about to stand up when he heard the sound of propellers again.
Then, another hail of bullets poured down from the roof——
This happened three times, which also proves that three helicopters took special care of this small wooden building.
Tang Peng curled up like a hedgehog, hid behind the safe and waited for a few minutes. After making sure that he didn't hear the terrifying "boom" sound again, he raised his hand to open the broken wooden board that fell on his head, and plucked away the broken wood.
He shook his head and stood up.
The huge roar of the helicopter propeller gave Tang Peng some symptoms of tinnitus, so when he stood up, he didn't hear anyone walking onto the small wooden building full of holes.
"Who is it? Stop and don't move!"
Tang Peng just stood up, and with a slight scolding, a bullet hit the safe, causing a stream of sparks to pop up: It's not that the opponent's marksmanship is poor, it's that someone fired to warn him.
Tang Peng slowly turned around, and a few bright flashlight lights were aimed at his face, causing him to subconsciously narrow his eyes.
When Tang Peng was pointed at a gun just now, he thought the people coming were from the Burmese government troops: after several rounds of helicopter fire, Francis' men would not show up here at this time even if they wanted to resist.
But when he slowly tried to raise his hands to cover his eyes, he heard a familiar girl's voice saying: "Hey, it turns out to be you!"
Hearing this girl's voice, Tang Peng suddenly thought of a person's name: Shan Xiao!
It's the little girl in the Mango Bar.
"I didn't expect it to be you either."
Tang Peng raised his hand to block the bright light and asked, "Hey, can you stop shining this thing on me?"
"Fourth Uncle, I know him. He is not from Francis's group."
Shan Xiao turned his head and said something to the other men.
The men immediately pointed their flashlights elsewhere, but the muzzles of their guns were still pointed at Tang Peng.
Shan Xiao took a step forward, looked at Francis' body that was beaten into a hornet's nest, and asked coldly: "Why are you here?"
"I said I came here to kill Francis and take away evidence of his drug trafficking. Do you believe it or not?"
Tang Peng raised his hand and slapped the debris on his head.
Although Shan Xiao is young, his tone is like that of an old Jianghu: "Why should we believe you?"
Tang Peng raised his hand and threw the key over.
Shan Xiao caught it subconsciously: "What is this for?"
Tang Peng pointed at Francis's body: "This key can open the underground warehouse below - the purpose of my coming here is to kill Francis and get these account books. As for these things, lights!"
As Tang Peng pointed with his right hand, several flashlights were pointed at the safe.
When Shan Xiao and others saw a box full of US dollars and gold, their mouths suddenly opened wide.
One of the young men ran over quickly, took a gold bar, put it in his mouth and bit it hard, then turned his head and shouted loudly: "Gold, it's real gold!"
Only then did Tang Peng speak: "If you like, you can take these things away, including the drugs in the warehouse below. Shan Xiao, in this way, I believe you will become the king of the Golden Triangle again like your grandfather."
Shan Xiao was stunned and asked with a smile: "You, you mean, you want to give these to me?"
Tang Peng nodded without hesitation: "Yes! But I have two conditions."
Shan Xiao asked hurriedly: "What are your conditions? Let me tell you!"
Tang Peng stretched out a finger: "First, not a gram of drugs produced in the Kokang area is allowed to flow into China. Second, I want to take half of the annual profits."
Before Shan Xiao could say anything, her fourth uncle suddenly raised his gun and said solemnly: "Why should we listen to you? Because you will become a dead person soon!"
Faced with the threat from someone's fourth uncle, Tang Peng didn't care at all. Instead, he leaned on the safe and lit a cigarette in his spare time.
Her fourth uncle smiled sternly and pressed his finger on the trigger: "Boy, it seems you are not afraid of death."
Tang Peng lit up his cigarette and smiled, saying, "I don't think this little girl will let me die."
Her fourth uncle and five or six other men all looked at Shan Xiao.
Although Shan Xiao is young and a girl, she is the direct granddaughter of the commander of the 93rd Division.
Her fourth uncle and others are just uncles in terms of seniority. In fact, they have no blood relationship at all. Even if they just laugh at her that I am disabled, they will naturally take her as their leader.
Shan Xiao looked at Tang Peng and hesitated for a moment before saying: "Uncle Fourth, we can't kill him - since he can cooperate with the Burmese government forces to kill Francis, he must be a person with great background. Hey, what's your name!?
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"His name is Tang Peng!"
The person who answered Shan Xiao was not Tang Peng himself, but a woman behind them.
Shan Xiao and others turned around in shock, looked outside, and saw that the courtyard outside was filled with people.
Standing at the front was a foreign woman wearing a tight black leather jacket and high boots.
This woman has short ear-length hair and wears a golden butterfly mask on her face. She is holding a Desert Eagle in her right hand. Her two long legs are slightly spread apart. She stands there, which highlights her hot figure and at the same time,
Exuding a powerful unruly and wild spirit - the whole person is like the demon-slaying queen in anime games, sexy and domineering, making people dare not look at her.
Next to the woman was a man wearing a black skull mask, holding an M16 assault rifle in his arms. His thick and sturdy figure easily reminded people of the heavy weapons in war: tanks.
Behind the two of them, on the ground and on the wall, were all Burmese government troops, each of them looking like they were facing a formidable enemy, their guns pointing at Shan Xiao and others.