On the deck, a man in black combat uniform put down his binoculars, rubbed his chin and frowned deeply.
The fires ignited in the shipyard in the dark night can be seen half a mile across the sea, not to mention it is still raining. Although the rain is much lighter, it is enough to prove that the fire on the opposite side is fierce, and people can even be seen through the telescope.
The appearance of running away in the firelight.
Today is the day the two parties agreed to deliver the goods, but it seems that something unexpected happened?
"How can a group of low-class guys be trusted?"
The subordinate next to the man snorted coldly, obviously looking down on these mud-legged people, but the man raised his arms and let out a sigh to stop the other person's next words. At the same time, he opened his palm and handed over a satellite phone immediately.
Sisko took the phone and dialed a certain number skillfully. After waiting for less than half a minute, a slightly awkward voice sounded on the other end of the phone.
"Mr. Angelo, are you here to ask about the status of the goods? Don't worry, everything is fine. There are no problems. I will personally take care of it."
"Please stop." The man interrupted the other person's words, but his cordial words contained a meaning that could not be refused, causing the person on the other end of the phone to shut up wisely.
"I'm not here to ask about the situation. In fact, Mr. Marseille, our ship is about to enter the port. We are here to pick up the goods. Mr. Marseille, please let your men start counting."
"Pick up, pick up the goods?" The gangster boss didn't expect that the other party would pick up the goods at this time. He had clearly promised it before, "Didn't it mean eight o'clock in the morning? The previous transactions were also on time, so what happened this time?"
"Mr. Marseille! The transaction is ahead of schedule, do you understand?"
"Uh, okay, okay, I understand, Mr. Angelo, I will give the order right now, and you can load it directly before entering the port."
"Okay, I'll see you later."
"See you soon."
After hanging up the phone, Sisko took out his portable gun, disassembled it, checked it, and finally took out the bullets from his pocket, loaded them into the magazine one by one, and the release locked the magazine with a crisp sound.
The same was true for the subordinates behind him. Everyone in combat uniforms loaded their weapons at the same time.
Under the pitch-black night, there was no sound on the entire ship.
This is not the first time they have conducted transactions. Since the previous two times, the quality and quantity of the goods have dropped significantly, which all shows that Yeymen's potential has come to an end.
This will be the last transaction between the two parties.
On the other side, the gang leader who hung up the phone was slightly uneasy, but looking at the much smaller firelight outside the window, he gradually felt relieved.
Perhaps the explosion made him uneasy.
I have made many transactions before and there were no problems. I got all the money. Maybe the other party has some problems and wants to advance?
Marseille closed his eyes and leaned on his seat to think over and over again. He knew very well that there were fewer and fewer living people in the city. Basically, those who could escape had escaped, and those who could not escape were captured.
They were barely able to get even fifty people together for this delivery, so they probably wouldn't gain much after finishing this job.
This was also his last vote.
When the time comes to go to Hawaii with your money, no one will be able to care about you.
Putting out the cigarette butt, Ma Sai grabbed the coat on the back of the chair and walked outside the house, waving to the nearby boys: "Let's go, let the people who put out the fire come back. There is no need to control it. After loading this batch of goods, we will go directly
gone."
Loading?
Isn't it tomorrow morning?
The younger brothers were doubtful, but they knew from the look on the boss's face that he was in a bad mood, and they were too sensible not to ask any more questions.
When he came to the warehouse gate, Ma Sai saw that there were only four or five people guarding him, and his face darkened: "Didn't I arrange for more than a dozen people? Why are there only so many people now? Huh?"
The guard in front of the warehouse gate was startled, and trotted over to flatter him: "No, boss, there were originally more than a dozen, but wasn't there an explosion just now? The brothers were also shocked, and besides, there were only one or two hundred.
Mi, it’s just a few steps away. We are also afraid that the fire will reach here, so we mobilized some brothers to put out the fire. Don’t worry, boss. Before we left, the brothers looked around and everyone was there. Not a single one was missing. And it’s only been these two hours.
, and at least ten brothers will be left the rest of the time, so there won’t be any problems.”
Marseille was a little suspicious: "Is this really true?"
Faced with Marseille's doubts, the guard immediately swore: "It's absolutely true. How dare I lie to you? If something goes wrong, you shoot me directly and I won't even say anything!"
"Huh, that's best. Open the door quickly, we're going to load the goods!"
The guard laughed twice, and immediately took out the key to open the warehouse door. The lock popped open with a very clear sound, but when the guard pushed the door open, he was stunned.
An unprecedented resistance came from the door. The guard's heart twitched twice, and he immediately increased his strength. However, after several attempts, he still couldn't open it!
Marseille became impatient: "What are you doing? Dilly-dallying?"
"But, maybe the warehouse has been in disrepair for a long time. Look, the hinges are rusty and stuck."
There was sweat on the guard's forehead, but he couldn't tell whether it was rain or sweat. It just made his voice seem a little trembling. After he finished speaking, he pushed harder.
Several other guards saw that something was wrong, and they also stepped forward to help. However, the three of them pushed the door for a long time and there was no response, and they only moved a little further inside.
The guard's heart was beating wildly and his throat was as dry as smoke. He wanted to say something but couldn't. The next second, he was suddenly kicked away.
"Get away!"
Marseille kicked the guard to the ground and ordered the boys behind him with an angry look: "What are you doing standing still? Come open the door for me!"
More than a dozen people immediately rushed forward with cheers and cheers. They all crowded in front of the gate and pushed hard.
There was a harsh sliding sound, and the door shook violently, and then it felt much more relaxed.
Flashlight beams eagerly penetrated into the warehouse through the cracks in the door. The cold iron cage reflected the cold light, and pieces of broken barbed wire lay on the ground.
The cage is empty!
Marseille's slightly fat body squeezed into the door like a gummy candy, and his tight clothes were torn by wooden thorns, and there were even blood stains, but he didn't care at all, the veins on his forehead were beating angrily, Marseille pushed away a
Another iron cage.
Empty, empty, still empty!
Marseille exuded a frightening murderous aura. He picked up an iron rod and hit the guard on the side on the head. His eyes were red, like an angry bull.
With an angry blow, the guard fell to the ground softly without even screaming.
"Find! Give them all to me! Find them all!"
"If I can't find it, I'll use you as compensation!"
A branch-shaped lightning flashed in the clouds and exploded in my ears.
The fire in the shipyard was gradually extinguished under the cover of rain.
The rain is getting heavier.
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