The third floor of Qingmeng used to be the place where He Shangding gave orders, for no other reason than because it was open and bright, but this guy only got away after a short period of time to get addicted, and was dragged by Xu Qing to be the head of the sacred blade.
Son, it was Zhang Qiyao's turn to be majestic for a few days, and then he seemed to have a profound enlightenment, put down the power in his hands, and live a happy life.
The one who is clamoring in the alliance leader's office on the third floor is Wu Liang, Zhang Qiyao's brother-in-law. As the saying goes, things turn around, and now it's his turn. To put it bluntly, luck is also a kind of strength. He has this kind of strength, but it seems that he is not lucky today.
Jia, a batch of eight million U.S. dollars of goods was hacked by someone. The most frustrating thing is that he has no idea who the other party is.
The poor couple are kneeling on the ground with their heads bowed. After they were robbed of goods at the South Bank Pier, they couldn't help but prepared to shake the car. Unexpectedly, they shook a few times just after getting in the car, and the whole front of the car collapsed with a roar. No
The force of their vibrations was so strong that someone cut off most of the wheel shaft, so it was strange that the buttocks did not collapse despite the violent vibrations.
After much deliberation, the two gay friends returned to the Qingmeng headquarters to plead guilty. In the end, they were inevitably yelled at by their boss Wu Liang, whose knees were numb and they were not allowed to get up.
Wu Liang was always choking his throat. After roaring for a while, he felt his mouth was dry and his tongue was bitter. He weakly sat down on the boss's chair. His whole body was as limp as if his marrow had been drained.
"Get out of here, you two useless things!" Wu Liang waved his hand. Now he didn't even have the strength to shout, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.
The two kneeling gay friends exhaled with relief, bowed their heads, stood up and exited the door. Standing next to Wu Liang was a mallet, a strong man wearing a vest and hugging his elbows. Muay Thai boxer Cai Kun, this guy didn't look sideways.
It doesn't matter to him that the boss is dying of thirst.
Wu Liang sat upright, picked up the tea cup on the table and took a sip. When he raised his head, his eyes became as sharp as daggers. He tilted his head and said to Cai Kun beside him: "Go, inform all the people in charge, even if you dig three feet into the ground,
You also need to find that batch of goods for me."
"Yes!" Cai Kun responded, holding his elbows and striding out of the door. He was the most trustworthy person around Wu Liang, and he was also the most powerful among the three people invited.
The underground forces in Jiangcheng have been united by He Shang a long time ago, and the efficiency of doing things is staggering. After Wu Liang came to power, he eliminated dissidents, pornography, gambling and drugs. Now the Qingmeng has completely deteriorated and become
It's a gangster group that harbors evil and evil, but its influence is quite astonishing.
Fortunately, Xu Qing had the foresight to prepare two masks. Less than five hours after they left the train station, the news reached Wu Liang's ears, saying that the two people were probably still in Jiangcheng and were not there when they appeared at the train station.
They were seen leaving by train.
In these days and months, the most indispensable thing at the train station is all kinds of gangsters, whether they are scalpers or baggage gangsters, many of them are related to the Qingmeng League. An invisible network covers the entire Jiangcheng, especially the
In various entertainment venues where drugs are found, these places are the focus of the search. For a time, there was a lot of turmoil, and many people did not understand what the Qingmeng was doing.
Qingmeng searched the whole city for the goods and the two ruthless people who were gangsters, but no one would find Xu Qing, and they didn't dare. Xiao Xu still wore glasses and studied hard these two days.
It is difficult for ordinary people to come into contact with this level. In their view, life is just firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea.
The peaceful little life may be less exciting, but in Xu Qing's eyes, it is precious. During class, she and Tana flirted with each other, and the little wife was so enthusiastic; after class, she and Lu Yinxue strolled and chatted, swinging on the swing and watching the scenery, and the beauty between their eyes was
Affection is just like the fluttering maple leaves, which is called a pleasant feeling.
Xu Qing is not a master who has nothing on his mind. He secretly asked Lu Hua and Gan Qiang to prepare a set of micro-monitors. This thing soon came in handy. Hou Zhiqiang found an abandoned flour mill in the west of the city as a fishing rod.
Generally, no one comes here because the factory suffered a serious fire two years ago, which killed more than a dozen people. Everything was scorched black. I heard that there were strange chirping sounds at night. Over time, the place
It became an ominous place where no one wanted to come.
Weeds have grown all around the flour mill, and the nearest residential houses are two miles away. Even if there is any movement, no one hears it. Even if they hear it, no one dares to come. The good and bad luck of ghosts has been said since ancient times.
It has long been ingrained in people's minds, and Xu Qing was very satisfied with the pond he chose, and praised Hou Zhiqiang for his ability in doing things.
Lu Hua was an expert in installing surveillance equipment. From beginning to end, he never asked Xu Qing a word. A man must abide by his duty. A retired veteran like him regards his employer's words as orders. Soldiers regard obeying orders as their duty.
It is his bounden duty, so he can just do it well according to his employer's instructions. Talking is not the style of a gentleman.
The monitoring equipment here is properly installed. Over there, Hou Zhiqiang has taken out a mobile phone and handed it over. Wu Liang's number has been set on it. The protagonist is Xu Qing today. Of course, he can decide how to talk.
Xu Qing glanced at Lu Hua who was standing aside, decisively pressed the dial button and brought it to his ear. The phone rang several times and the call was connected. A lazy voice came from inside: "Hey! Who are you looking for?"
Xu Qing smiled lightly and held his voice with righteousness and said: "Wu, do you want that white flour bag from the sea?" There was a heavy breathing sound from the other side of the microphone. It seemed that the guy was nervous.
"Of course I want my goods, let me know what you want to say." Wu Liangqiang replied calmly, but you could hear that his voice was a little trembling, presumably because he was trying to control his emotions.
Xu Qing grinned and said: "If you add some diazepam, glucose, or something like this, one packet of high-purity white flour can be turned into several packets! If you weren't in a hurry for money, I wouldn't be willing to sell it to you. That's it."
Well, prepare five million US dollars and I can sell it to you cheaply."
When Wu Liang heard this, he finally couldn't help it anymore and said in a cold voice: "Friend, you are really good at scheming to steal the goods from me and then sell them to me! Five million US dollars, just be afraid of losing your life!"
Xu Qing said disapprovingly: "Whether there is a life flower or not is none of your business. You just need to answer one question, whether you want to buy it or not. You don't want a lot of people to want this kind of good product, right?"
Wu Liang on the other end of the phone was furious, but he was not willing to have his goods taken away by others. Just as the guy on the other end of the phone said, these high-purity heroins only need to be mixed with something, at least
He could still make twice as much money. He was not willing to be blackmailed, but he was even more unwilling to throw away the goods, and he was not willing to be tricked...