This modified M1911 submachine pistol is Barry's trump card. Normally, it will not be shown to others until the critical moment. This time it was specially brought to wash away the insults suffered in the past few days. It must be regained at all costs.
This gun is the biggest support for the lost batch of goods.
Just when Barry was about to jump into a gap in a broken wall, a phone ring rang behind him. It was Wu Liang's cell phone. If it were night, the foreign gunman would have jumped into the wall in one second.
Wu Liang glanced at the dark factory opposite, and then at the phone. He had a strange feeling, as if there were a pair of eyes observing their every move in the dark, so he gritted his teeth and answered the call.
"Mr. Wu, you seem to have forgotten something, right? You brought a few broken flashlights here just to exchange them for goods?" There was a hint of joking in the hoarse voice, as if he was laughing at their ignorance, which also made Wu Liang's whole body
He became nervous. From this sentence, he could draw the conclusion that the goods were here, and the guy who robbed them was also here.
Wu Liang sneered and said: "The money is in the car, how can we trade?" He was now sure that the guys who robbed the goods were hiding in the dark, otherwise he would not have known that they were carrying several flashlights and not carrying a cash box.
The hoarse voice said: "I'll give you two minutes to come in through the front door with the money. You can see the goods soon, otherwise the transaction will be cancelled." This time the call was not hung up, but he was waiting for his further action.
Wu Liang gritted his teeth, turned around and opened the car door, and pulled out a large woven bag with five million US dollars in it. It felt heavy in his hand, which made him feel an inexplicable pain in his heart.
Three people surrounded Wu Liang and walked into the main entrance of the flour mill. What they saw was a large courtyard with a cement floor. It used to be a place for loading trucks and delivering goods in the factory. After the fire, the place was in a mess. Opposite were several burned-out buildings that were beyond recognition.
The darkness of the warehouse makes it even more eerie.
"Go forward, there is a bamboo basket at the door of the second warehouse opposite. We will use this to contact you, and you will get the goods right away." The hoarse voice sounded in vain, and he said "no wait".
Wu Liang immediately cut off the call if he had any chance to talk.
Wu Liang gritted his teeth and snorted, walked quickly to the designated warehouse door opposite, scanned the ground with a flashlight, and saw an old bamboo basket. He reached inside and touched it. It was an old-fashioned brick walkie-talkie. He didn't know it.
It was bought from some thrift store, and even the antenna on the top was broken. However, this old thing is effective within a few hundred meters.
Wu Liang, who hadn't used a walkie-talkie for a long time, didn't know how to use it for a while. After trying it for a few times, there was no call. Fortunately, Cai Kun beside him reached over and pinched a protruding button on the top and turned it.
There was a rustling sound.
"Answer my three questions, and then I will show up to trade with you. Before answering the questions, I will give you a little sweetener. There is a package of things you like at the door of the first warehouse on the left. It is my sincerity, and I have received it." said the intercom.
His voice was hoarse and had the rustling sound of electrical pulses.
Cackling! Wu Liang gritted his teeth and made a gesture to Cai Kun beside him, telling him to take back the 'sweetness' that the guy said.
Cai Kun rushed out in a single step and returned in less than a minute with a plastic bag filled with white powder in his hand. This was exactly what the other party said, a bag full of heroin.
Wu Liang took the bag, and there were two crooked words written on it with a big pen, sweetness. He wanted to smash the bag to the ground, but then he thought about it and handed it to Cai Kun next to him. This thing costs 500 a bag.
Gram, according to the market price of nearly 610 grams, that is 300,000, not to mention that this kind of high purity can be blended with ingredients, so smashing it like this will not help but make people feel painful.
Wu Liang put the walkie-talkie to his mouth and said: "I received the stuff. If you have any questions, feel free to ask." If he was like a cat chasing the smell of fish before, now he has eaten a few fish scales.
Cat, I can’t bear to part with you!
The other end of the intercom was silent for two seconds and said in a deep voice: "First question, are you going to sell this batch of heroin in Jiangcheng or out of town?"
Wu Liangliang was wary for the first time. Except for a small part of his goods being sold locally in Jiangcheng, most of them would be sent to another shop in Dongjiang. The cooperation between the two companies has recently occupied more than 80% of Dongjiang's market share. This is why he cannot
The real reason why they are willing to let go of this batch of goods is that the cooperation between the two companies will inevitably affect the interests of the old drug sellers. However, the goods from Colombia are beautiful and cheap. The old sellers in Dongjiang dare not speak out. Why would this guy ask?
Speaking of which, are they related to the people on the Dongjiang River?
"What? You don't want to answer the first question? Then just take the little souvenir and get out!" The voice on the intercom suddenly changed and became aggressive.
Wu Liang thought for a while and said in a deep voice: "How much high-purity heroin can be sold in a small place like Jiangcheng? Most of this batch of goods is for brother Dongjiang Nan. If you are friends who are gangsters on the road and know the truth, hand it over. This matter
I can pretend it never happened..."
"Fart!" He replied hoarsely, his voice rising several times in vain, interrupting Wu Liang's words, and then said: "I'm asking you now, if you don't want to answer, get out of here, don't show your shame by showing off your sister-in-law."
Wu Liang's expression changed. He felt as if he had let something slip. It sounded like the other party didn't know Brother Nan and couldn't care much. Now he had to get the goods first.
"Ask, as long as I know, I will tell you. There are two more questions." Wu Liang chose to be soft and get the goods for the time being. As he spoke, he winked at Cai Kun beside him.
Xu Qing took the walkie-talkie and hid in an abandoned factory less than 20 meters away from them. He turned his head and asked Hou Zhiqiang beside him: "Brother Dongjiang Nan, what kind of bad guy is he? Is he famous?"
Hou Zhiqiang nodded and said: "I've heard of this guy's name. In the past, when the bald brother was so domineering, I almost killed him, but for a moment, the bald brother was so powerful that he gave up his prowess. Brother Yao couldn't suppress these people at all. He was beaten down before.
The territory has been occupied by someone again. Shameless Wu Liang must be cooperating with that guy to sell fans. You can directly ask him for the contact information of his family in Colombia. I will write it down and I will definitely nail him."
Lu Hua shook his head and said, "Just ask. His walkie-talkie is equipped with a miniature recording device. These conversations can be used as evidence in court."
Xu Qing nodded and smiled, picked up the walkie-talkie and prepared to ask questions. He used his clairvoyant eyes to scan Wu Liang and others through the wall, only to find that one was missing. The Muay Thai fighter named Cai Kun was nowhere to be seen.