Mr. Ding leaned back on the sofa and rubbed his temples, sighed and said: "I can only try my best. Even if the price is the same as that of the East China Gang, I will never compromise with the East China Gang."
Zhang Youbin, who was a little tired, quickly excused himself to take a break and said goodbye to Ding Ye. He went back to the room. A faint smile appeared on Zhang Youbin's face lying in the bathtub. He was too familiar with the Middle East, from Lebanon to Pakistan and Iran.
Israel, Pakistan... he was too familiar with these countries.
Of course, there are many brothers, friends and acquaintances scattered across the territory of the Middle East. It can be said that every time he goes to a city, Zhang Youbin can always find a few acquaintances from the local area with different identities. There are regular customers, local snakes, informants, etc.
wait.
Zhang Youbin suddenly thought of Lei Ming. Whenever he thought of the Middle East, Zhang Youbin's mind would always be filled with the burly figure of Lei Ming.
Ding Ye's people delivered the temporary visa to him the next afternoon. Ding Ye did not delay any longer. On the one hand, he sent someone to pick up the goods from Xianmeng, and on the other hand, he immediately sent someone to book a flight ticket for that night.
to Pakistan, and to be on the safe side, Dingye notified Xianmeng two hours before the plane took off.
There are dozens of Ding Ye and Xianmeng's bodyguards scattered in various directions at the airport, because Ding Ye believes that the East China Gang will not just watch him go to Jin Xinyue to ask for the share of drugs from Karzai, and will definitely implement some measures on the way.
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In addition to Zhang Youbin, Dingye also brought two bodyguards with him, plus the three people from Xianmeng's side. At nine o'clock, a total of seven people got on the plane safely without any accidents.
The flight took a total of 4 hours and 45 minutes, but when they got off the plane, the local time in Islamabad was only 8 pm.
After getting off the plane, the seven people were not interested in seeing the exotic scenery of Islamabad. They immediately went to the booked hotel to rest. The nearly five-hour flight was really boring. In addition, according to Yanjing time, it was already two o'clock in the morning.
, everyone's spirits were a little sluggish, and they were eager to go to the hotel to take a good bath and then have a good sleep.
Since Zhang Youbin is considered to be the third person among them. In addition, Master Ding favors him, so he also has the same presidential suite as Master Ding and Xianmeng.
After a comfortable bath, Zhang Youbin felt a little tired. After changing into the underwear provided by the hotel, Zhang Youbin immediately fell asleep on the comfortable big bed and did not get out of bed until seven o'clock local time the next morning.
Get up.
According to Ding Ye's plan, after a night's rest, they will take a flight from Islamabad to Quetta, the medium-sized city closest to the border. Then they will go to the border by land, and finally arrive in Pakistan and Afghanistan under the arrangement of Jin Crescent.
, Landigauttu, a small plank road town in the high mountains at the junction of the three countries of Iran, is where the Golden Crescent is located.
Just after having breakfast together, Xianmeng said to Zhang Youbin and Ding Ye: "We will fly to Quetta at 10 in the morning. If there are no accidents, we can reach the border this afternoon. It will not be a problem to reach Golden Crescent in the evening."
Mr. Ding nodded and said with a smile: "I don't have time to appreciate the exotic customs of Islamabad. This is my first time coming to the Middle East. I still want to take a good look."
Xianmeng smiled and said: "The Middle East is full of Muslim culture. If Mr. Ding is interested, you can have a good time after talking with Karzai."
Mr. Ding smiled calmly and said: "No matter whether the deal can be concluded or not, I don't have the time. If there is goods, I will seize the time to get them back to China. If there is no goods, I will have to think of other ways."
Xianmeng nodded in understanding, looked at Zhang Youbin who was quiet on the side, and asked, "Has Mr. Zhang been to the Middle East?"
Master Ding patted Zhang Youbin on the shoulder and said with a smile: "This person has been fighting in the hail of bullets in the Middle East for more than ten years. He must know this place better than the two of us."
"Really?" Xianmeng asked in surprise: "Which country in the Middle East is Mr. Zhang in?"
Zhang Youbin smiled lightly and said: "I have been to almost all the countries in the Middle East, but the one I stayed in the longest was Lebanon."
Xianmeng was a little respectful, but in Zhang Youbin's opinion, it was probably a face-saving project: "Looking at Mr. Zhang's young age, it's really not easy."
Zhang Youbin chuckled and said: "Whatever is simple or not, it's all about making ends meet."
Xianmeng nodded and said with a smile: "It's the same in our business. There are dangers everywhere, from our own government, other countries' governments, underworld, local forces, mercenaries..." Xianmeng counted on his fingers and said: "These are often exposed to dangers.
"Businessmen" like us who cross the border bring some trouble."
Xianmeng continued: "After getting off the plane in Quetta, we will take the land route. That section of the road is very uneven. Many organizations make a living by robbing strangers passing by, and some specialize in targeting people heading to the Golden Crescent.
People take action, so when we get off the plane from Quetta, we have to get guns before we can move forward."
Zhang Youbin asked curiously: "Guns? Are you familiar with Quetta?"
Xianmeng smiled and said: "I have been here many times, and I am familiar with the biggest local snake. I have already contacted them. After getting off the plane, we will go directly to them to buy weapons and equipment, and then spend money to hire them.
Someone drove us there."
Zhang Youbin smiled vaguely. This time when he came to Pakistan, he expected to see more and more acquaintances.
Under Xianmeng's arrangement, after breakfast, everyone packed up and immediately checked out and headed to the airport, taking the 10 o'clock flight to Quetta, a city in western Pakistan.
The plane landed safely at Quetta Airport. Zhang Youbin, Ding Ye, and Xianmeng walked out of the airport surrounded by several bodyguards. Xianmeng soon found an acquaintance outside the airport, and he opened his arms and laughed.
He ran over and gave a middle-aged man a warm hug.
When Zhang Youbin and others came forward, Xianmeng hugged the man and introduced him to them enthusiastically: "This is Muni, a person in charge of Boss Shafi. Every time I come here, he is responsible for the reception."
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Zhang Youbin and Dingye both smiled and nodded to him. Zhang Youbin hadn't seen that bastard Shafi for more than a year, and he didn't have any impression of this Muni.
Mooney said to several people in less fluent Chinese: "I know you are in a hurry, so let's hurry over. Everything and manpower are ready."
Master Ding and Zhang Youbin naturally have no objections.
Mooney got into the prepared car and headed to Shafi's base camp not far from the airport.
The car drove for half an hour and stopped at the entrance of a small refinery in Shafi's industry. Although it was still producing, Shafi dug a huge underground layer underneath, mainly for storing some.
Prohibited items and large amounts of manpower.
At Mooney's warm invitation, Zhang Youbin and Ding Ye followed Mooney to the underground passage beneath a warehouse. At the end, about ten meters underground, they arrived at Shafi's real base.
I saw a lot of members along the way, but not one of Zhang Youbin’s acquaintances, and that bastard Shafi didn’t come out to greet him. Zhang Youbin couldn’t help cursing in his heart. He must scold Shafei when he saw him, but he didn’t go to the airport in person.
He didn't show up at this time either.
Mooney brought several people into a large room, where more than a dozen people were already waiting. As soon as they entered, Mooney introduced: "These are the people who will accompany you to the border in a while, and they will try their best to protect them."
You are safe."
Xianmeng looked at the dozen or so armed bodyguards, nodded happily, and said politely: "Mouni, thank you very much this time."
Mooney smiled honestly and said: "You're welcome, we won't cooperate once or twice."
Zhang Youbin saw Mooney's seemingly honest smile, but an ominous premonition came to his mind. At this time, Xianmeng asked: "Where are the weapons prepared for us?"
Mooney smiled faintly and walked to the corner not far ahead. Zhang Youbin followed behind Mooney intuitively. Just when Mooney was about to reach the corner, a young man with a gun pointed his gun at Zhang Youbin.
, shouted loudly in Urdu: "Back off!"
Although Zhang Youbin's Urdu was only half-proficient, he could still understand such simple words. He suddenly felt bad in his heart. Just now, he followed Mooney because he had some intuitive suspicion about Mooney.
Behind him, he prevented him from leaving the range of his unarmed attack. I didn't expect that this conjecture would be confirmed so quickly.
After the man shouted loudly, the other people immediately pointed their guns at the three of them, with ferocious faces. Mooney also ran away immediately, standing far behind the encirclement, staring at his mother as if watching a show.
The people inside were surrounded with bare hands.
Zhang Youbin knew Shafi quite well. Although he was a local leader in Quetta and the surrounding areas, he would not treat people like this with whom he had no quarrels. Especially since Xianmeng had some business relationship with him, then
It's even more impossible to be like this. Zhang Youbin couldn't help but doubt Xianmeng. He was the one who arranged it all the way. Now that he's in such a predicament, was Shafei ordered by Xianmeng? Who was ordered by Xianmeng?
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Zhang Youbin and Ding Ye looked at Xianmeng at the same time. Xianmeng, who was already surprised, became even more anxious when he was looked at by the two looks. He asked Moony loudly: "Mouni! What do you mean?"
A playful smile appeared on Mooney's lips, and he said, "I'm sorry, Xianmeng."
Muni pointed at Mr. Ding and said: "Someone paid a lot of money to have this old man die in Pakistan. Boss Shafi has already collected his deposit. Now, wait for those people to come over, confirm, and then kill you. After destroying the body and removing all traces, Shafi
The boss can get a large amount of money, Xianmeng, and that money is not just selling you a few guns or renting you a few cars, and several people can compare it."
Xian Meng's eyes were filled with resentment. Zhang Youbin saw it clearly. Coupled with what Moony said just now, it was basically certain that this matter had nothing to do with Xian Meng. The other party's purpose was to kill Ding Ye, so eight
The achievement may have been done by people from the East China Gang.