The first thing he did when he arrived in London was to use his Swiss bank card to withdraw 100,000 pounds, and then find a translator. Wang Hai held up a big sign that read: Recruiting temporary Chinese and English translators, 1,000 pounds per hour.
1,000 pounds, which is roughly equivalent to 10,000 yuan, was immediately surrounded by crowds, including yellow, black, and white people.
"Which country are you from?" Wang Hai pointed to a yellow man and asked in Chinese.
"Hello sir, I am Chinese."
"No." Wang Hai simply refused.
"You are a traitor, traitor, advocating foreign things..." The other party cursed and walked away.
"Sir, I am Japanese, my name is Matsumoto Iwayama." A man with a wretched appearance and a height of less than 160cm nodded and ran to Wang Hai.
"Okay, it's you. Here, here is 1,000 pounds. Take it. You have to be with me 24 hours a day during this period. It will probably last three days."
"Yes, yes, sir, let me call my colleague first." The other party was so surprised that he didn't know what to say. One hour is 1,000 pounds, which is 7.20,000 pounds in three days. Isn't this pie in the sky?
"Okay, hurry up." "Hi!"
"Go to the Brown Hotel and book a presidential suite." Wang Hai has already locked in on this world-famous hotel.
"Hi." The little Japanese almost jumped up with joy. He is really a big boss. Who doesn't want to go to the Brown Hotel to enjoy it? Unfortunately, he has no money and can only look at it from a distance.
After enjoying a day of real British aristocratic life at the Brown Hotel, on the evening of the next day, Wang Hai bought a small truck and put a full 20 large boxes on it. Matsumoto Iwayama drove, and Wang Hai tilted the truck leisurely
With his legs crossed and humming a little tune, no one on the street with people coming and going would suspect that these 20 big boxes were all filled with white [pink]. Even the British police would not suspect it. I guess there is no one except Wang Hai.
No one dares to transport 10 tons of white powder in such an open and honest manner. Wang Hai inadvertently set a world Guinness record.
"Matsumoto Iwayama, call this phone number." Wang Hai handed his mobile phone to Matsumoto Iwayama.
"Hi." After that, in broken English, Matsumoto Iwayama drove the car to a brightly lit nightclub. At the door, two big men stopped the car and took it to the back door.
The backyard was small, but there were several large basement entrances. Matsumoto Iwashan drove into a basement under the guidance of an Englishman.
"Bang!" The door at the back was closed and all the lights in the basement were turned on. Only a 40-year-old middle-aged man was waiting for Wang Hai in front. At this time, Matsumoto Iwayama was finally a little scared. This situation was so weird. Did he encounter a legend?
In the underworld? Think again about Wang Hai rejecting a Chinese without hesitation...
"Giggle..." Matsumoto Iwayama felt cold all over and his teeth began to tremble.
Seeing that this person was the same as the one in the photo, Wang Hai immediately said: "aaasdaw." "abcd**t." Sure enough, the other party responded skillfully.
"Do you have anyone who can speak Chinese? Call one out. It's very inconvenient for me to find an outsider." Wang Hai believes that there must be someone on the other side who can speak Chinese. He controls 30% of the British underground gangs and can't even find anyone who can speak Chinese.
Yes, that was a joke. The reason why I asked myself to find a translator was probably because I was afraid of being monitored during the conversation.
"Haha, welcome to Ni, from Di Bang Friends of China." The other party spoke blunt Chinese.
"Fuck, why did you ask me to bring my own translator when you speak Chinese?" Wang Hai showed a fierce look, and he couldn't show weakness when dealing with these people.
"Sorry, there has been a severe crackdown across the country recently, and domestic goods are in short supply. By the way, is your translator..."
"Wait a minute, I promised him a fee of 1,000 pounds per hour, but I haven't given it to him yet." After Wang Hai finished speaking, he walked to Matsumoto Iwayama, who was trembling, and took out 3.3 million pounds. "Matsumoto Iwayama, is that enough?" Wang Hai asked.
He was very kind, and Wang Hai duly paid enough commission, which made Matsumoto Iwayama breath a sigh of relief. It seemed that his nickname was saved tonight.
"That's enough, that's enough. Sir, can I go?"
"Well, wait a minute, I'll ask him." Wang Hai walked up to the middle-aged man, nodded, and stopped talking.
The middle-aged man took out a pistol from his arms and walked towards Matsumoto Rock Mountain.
Huh! Matsumoto Iwayama's face immediately turned pale, and his whole body became cold again. "No, don't kill me. I don't want the money. I, I will forget everything about tonight."
"Oh, really?" The middle-aged man still spoke in blunt Chinese, obviously hoping that Wang Hai would understand. "How long has this gentleman hired you?"
"Less than two days, less than two days, I know very little, really very little."
“What does one plus one equal?”
What is one plus one equal? Such a question immediately made Matsumoto Iwayama even more frightened. As long as you say it is equal to 2, you know too much. "No, I don't know."
"You don't even know what one plus one equals, what do you want me to do!"
"No, equal to 2!!!"
"Oh, you know too much." "Bang!"
"Bang bang." The middle-aged man clapped his hands twice, and two men with guns appeared in front of him.
"Drag this dead man outside, and don't touch the money on him." Of course, the first sentence was in English, and then the middle-aged man explained it to Wang Hai. Since Wang Hai has paid a total of 3.40,000 pounds, he must protect Wang Hai.
The promise of the sea is also some of the rules of the world.
"Young man, you can call me Braun."
"My surname is Wang, you can call me Mr. Wang. I want to meet your boss and I have something to ask you."
"Okay, Mr. Wang, this is just the meeting point, we still need to walk a little further."
"Okay, you can drive." Wang Hai sat on the passenger seat and consciously covered his eyes with the black cloth handed over by the other party. However, he unfolded his spiritual consciousness to see within a radius of 500 meters.
” is crystal clear.
Braun sat directly on the driver's seat, which was still full of blood, and drove forward. He first exited the basement and drove towards a small road. He walked in a winding way for an hour and arrived at a dilapidated residential area.
"Okay, Mr. Wang, that's all."
Wang Hai took off the black cloth and pretended to look around. In fact, he had seen everything clearly with his spiritual sense just now.
There were already more than a dozen people around, all with guns. Among them was a man in his 50s, who looked like the leader.
"Mr. Wang, this is the person in charge of the London area, Mr. Lanersen."
"Hello, Mr. Lanersen." Wang Hai spoke in Chinese, and Braun next to him began to act as a translator.
"Mr. Wang, we are very curious that you transported 10 tons of goods here like this? Of course, if it involves your confidentiality, you don't have to tell us."
"Haha, Mr. Lanersen, I transported it here just like this, without anyone looking carefully on the way. The more sneaky you are, the easier it is to get caught. To be honest, I really wouldn't dare if it was only a few kilograms, but a few tons
If the weight of the goods is heavy, I dare to drive around openly. Of course, this is only part of it, and I can’t tell you if there are other secrets.”
"Haha, Mr. Wang is really talented." Lanersen laughed dryly, obviously not believing Wang Hai's lies.
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