Ximenlang guessed that the other party must have doubts, so he didn't say anything. He hurriedly asked: "Xiuhe, is that you?"
Hearing his voice, Wu Xiuhe no longer doubted and replied happily: "It's me. Zhang Lang, where are you?"
"I'm in Hanoi. Are you okay? Are you not injured?"
"I'm fine, not hurt."
"What about the rest of your medical team? How are they doing?"
Wu Xiuhe's voice was filled with sadness, "Gang Tongli was hit in the head by shell fragments and died..."
Ximen Lang was stunned and felt very uncomfortable. Just last night, that cute girl was hugging him, but now... He sighed and said, "You don't have to be too sad.
, this is war, it is inevitable. How is the situation at your base now?"
"There are too many people's troops attacking this time and their firepower is strong. In order to avoid too many casualties, we have abandoned our base and entered the Mad Forest to prepare for a long-term battle."
"Well, your father made a right decision. Under the current circumstances, he should preserve his strength. Xiuhe, I have something to ask you for help."
Wu Xiuhe said without hesitation: "Just tell me, I will definitely help you as long as I can."
"I need to buy a batch of arms..."
Wu Xiuhe was slightly surprised, "Why did you buy this?"
"It's of great use. Don't ask anything else. I want you to help introduce an arms dealer. As long as the goods are good, price is not an issue."
"How many guns do you need?"
"At least a thousand guns are needed. It would be better if there are 3,500 guns..." The current number of people in the killing camp is about 3,500. Therefore, Ximen Lang equipped all this team with guns. In YN
Turning clouds and rain.
"Ah..." Wu Xiuhe exclaimed, obviously frightened by him. With a trembling voice, she asked: "Why do you need so many guns?"
"Don't worry about it."
Wu Xiuhe thought for a while and said: "I do know a big arms dealer from country M named Huo Daoer. This man has great supernatural powers and is very powerful in YN. He has tens of thousands of guns, not to mention thousands of guns.
The supply of goods is also available. My father and I have dealt with him before and purchased a large number of weapons from him, so let me contact him for you."
Ximen Lang said excitedly: "Okay, you can contact me now. If possible, we can do the transaction tonight. I will pay in US dollars in cash."
"Okay, just wait for my call and hang up first."
After Ximen Lang hung up the phone, about ten minutes later, his cell phone rang. It was Wu Xiuhe's call. After he answered the call, he quickly asked: "How was the contact?"
Wu Xiuhe said: "The contact has been made. At nine o'clock tomorrow night, you go to the Heavenly Kingdom Coffin Shop at No. 44 Mingsha Street. When you enter, ask if there is an octopus with thirteen claws, and someone will greet you. Remember.
, you must bring cash US dollars, and you must not think about taking advantage of others, and you must act according to the rules. Otherwise, that Hodall has raised many gunmen and will not let you leave alive."
"Well, I understand, thank you for your help."
"There is no need to be polite between us, please take care of yourself."
"the same as you."
Ximenlang hung up the phone, put the phone away, leaned against the tree trunk, and quietly waited for the arrival of the killing camp members.
More than an hour later, bright lights flashed, and more than 30 buses drove over from the west highway and stopped at the intersection about to reach the three-way intersection. The doors opened, and many members of the killing camp wearing ordinary clothes stepped out of the car.
More than 3,000 people got on and off the bus. Due to the limited number of buses, these people were forced to squeeze in, and after a bumpy journey, they finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ye Jianfan pointed out 70,000 US dollars to the guide, and he handed it over to the owners of the buses. After receiving the commission, the buses turned around and left, and many members of the killing camp went into the woods to meet up with the master.
Deep in the woods, many members of the killing camp saw the chief sect leader they had always missed and greeted him very excitedly. Ye Jianfan specially introduced the guide Hu Keya, who had some connections in YN, to Ximen Lang.
Hu Keya is a native of YN. He used to be a gangster in the society, but he could only maintain food and clothing. Later, when he saw the ZY border trade in full swing, he went to the border to live a life of modest means with only three million Vietnamese dong, which was his only family fortune.
This three million Vietnamese Dong sounds like a lot, but in fact it is less than one thousand RMB, because YN’s currency is very worthless. One yuan of RMB can be exchanged for more than 3,100 Vietnamese Dong. This little money is enough.
When doing small business, the money came very slowly. Soon, Hu Keya changed his route and took a turn.
He deceived several young YN women into going to country Z, sold them to human traffickers in country Z, and got a lot of money. In addition, he also served as a backdoor guide, quietly taking people from country Z to YN, which is the so-called smuggling.
Over time, he gained a reputation near the border and was quite capable.
Hu Keya often hangs out in country Z. Of course he has heard about the power of Huamen. When Ye Jianfan approached him to serve as a guide, he agreed without saying a word and said that he would not be paid and would only need to take care of food and housing. This man is smart and knows
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Taking the opportunity to establish a relationship with Huamen, he will have a protective umbrella in the future. When he stays in country Z, he will not be afraid of those gangsters bullying him. Therefore, this time, he led the Huamen killing camp to smuggle to YN. He really spared no effort and almost used
all relationships.
Now that he saw the legendary head of the Huamen, Hu Keya was very excited. You must know that the boy opposite him is the largest and most awesome gangster in country Z. He is so powerful that no one dares to disobey him. He said excitedly: "Mr.
Master, hello..."
Ximen Lang smiled and said, "I've heard all about it. It's thanks to your help that I came to kill the camp this time. Don't worry, I won't treat you badly."
Hu Keya hurriedly said: "No, really no need...it is my honor to serve for the chief sect leader."
Ximen Lang nodded, looked at the dark mass of brothers from the killing camp in front of him, and said, "Brothers, you have worked hard. You are all tired. You can rest on your own."
After a night of hard work, many members of the killing camp were indeed a little tired. After hearing the order from the chief sect leader, they all took off their backpacks, took out a plastic sheet from the backpack, spread it on the ground, and lay down on the plastic sheet to catch up on their sleep.
Ximen Lang called Ye Jianfan aside, and the two sat on the ground under a big tree. He told in detail what happened when he came to YN this time.
Although Ye Jianfan had been mentally prepared and knew that something happened to the general sect leader in YN, he did not expect it to be so dangerous. Feng Erlie and Ruan Pingling actually colluded to kill Brother Lang. He clenched his fists and gritted his teeth and said:
"These are the sons of bitches who raised me. If I don't tear them into pieces, I swear I won't be a human being..."