In the Binhai East Coast Port Warehouse, Hu Shuo squatted beside two rows of open wooden boxes and counted the spiritual jade inside. The green light shone on his face, which was no longer young, as if it could fill every wrinkle, making him look miserable and green.
He carefully picked up each piece of spiritual jade and held it in his palm. After ten seconds, he placed it in a labeled wooden box next to him.
Detecting spiritual jade is a job that cannot be opportunistic or sloppy. Only Hu Shuo can detect whether jadeite contains spiritual energy. For him, this kind of work is a kind of enjoyment, but the Morgans around him find it boring.
Fortunately, the fierce old man named Sam from the Bilderberg Group took away those six damn devils quickly after he arrived, otherwise the two of them would have felt chills on their necks all the time.
Hill hugged his wife and whispered: "My dear, let's go to the beach for a walk. It looks like Mr. Gu Yue will be there for a long time."
Zhou Feihua forced a smile and nodded, and the two walked out of the warehouse door together. Hu Shuo, who was squatting next to the wooden box to detect the spiritual jade, turned around in vain and gestured to the two men in black suits standing beside him.
He said in a loud voice: "Hu Meng, you go follow Mr. Morgan. He is my most important guest. Can't you make any mistakes?" After saying that, he turned around and started testing the spirit jade again. This time he grabbed a piece as big as a fist.
A piece of jadeite made of golden threads, I held it in my palm for about ten seconds and then threw it to the ground with a depressed look on my face. There were already a lot of jadeite scattered there, and they were all things that did not contain spiritual energy.
These jade without spiritual energy can be sold to that fat man named Jin Shanwang, and you can make a lot of money from the price. This is the difference between second-level dealers and third-level dealers. Hu Shuo is a sophisticated businessman, and he can even use these
What was worthless in the eyes of the Hu family earned back all the Lingyu money, and there was also a lot of income.
The reason why Hu Shuo chose Binhai as the transit port for collecting spiritual jade was after careful consideration. The sea transportation here is developed, and the spiritual jade can be transported to Siberia quickly after receiving the goods. The screened waste can also be transported through quantity.
Many Chinese jewelers sold it directly and made a lot of money. In addition, he had the protection of a few high-ranking officials who could buy it with money, so he decisively chose this treasure land with extremely poor security conditions.
The amount of spiritual jade received this time was several times greater than the sum of the previous exploratory transactions, and the quality was also much higher, but Hu Shuo always felt that something was wrong in his heart, and he couldn't tell what was wrong.
, perhaps because of those annoying foreigners, he now wants to speed up the testing and transport this batch of spiritual jade back as soon as possible.
Woohoo——
Waves of hoarse sirens reached his ears. Hu Shuo's palm suddenly froze. He turned his head and looked at the warehouse door with vigilant eyes. He raised his other palm and gestured to the man in a black suit standing aside.
Go check outside the warehouse.
The man in the black suit lowered his chin, turned around and slid a few meters away. In the blink of an eye, he had arrived at the warehouse door. He stretched out his hand and opened the warehouse door.
Squeak!
The warehouse door opened, and there were two black gun muzzles in front of the black suit. The expression on his face suddenly froze, but soon returned to normal. He saw two rows of police cars parked outside the warehouse, and a large group of heavily armed policemen.
The warehouse was being quickly surrounded. There were two military trucks parked behind the police car. Armed policemen with loaded guns jumped down from the back of the truck like dumplings.
"Don't move, come out slowly." Xiang Sixue, the criminal police captain, was quite responsible. At least he rushed to the front of the team and opened the safety on the gun with a click of his fingers. The man opposite him made him feel uneasy.
It feels like an ordinary person would be so frightened when faced with a gun, this guy is too calm.
The man in the black suit frowned and reached out in vain to grab the gun in Xiang Sixue's hand. Click! The muzzle of the gun was already pressed against his teeth. He opened his teeth and poked his tongue, causing him to scream in surprise before he could.
All the sound was stuck in his throat.
All this happened so fast, from grabbing the gun to restraining the person, it took less than a second, so that the police around them had no time to react. The situation changed instantly. A second ago, they were pointing guns at people's faces.
Xiang Sixue became a hostage and tasted gun oil for the first time in his life.
The man in the black suit held the gun against Xiang Sixue's tongue, tightened his fingers slightly, and grabbed his collar with the other hand and dragged him back half a foot, so that his body blocked the warehouse door.
Hu Shuo had already noticed what was happening at the door. He finally understood one thing now. That feeling of uneasiness was correct. All of this was caused by those stupid foreign devils. If those six women hadn't been killed, perhaps
He wouldn't have gotten into this kind of trouble, and now he was the one taking the blame.
"Sir, there are police outside." The man in black suit at the door blocked the door with the criminal police captain, turned around and shouted to Hu Shuo, who was still squatting in front of the wooden box. He was just a Xuanjing warrior, and it was inevitable that he would be exposed to many gunpoints.
Some are timid, as ancient warriors would not be able to block bullets without the protective aura.
Hu Shuo looked at the spiritual jade in front of him, with a struggling expression on his face. Even a heavenly warrior could not escape with two rows of wooden boxes. If he did not leave, the consequences might be more serious. He was reluctant to part with these spiritual jade in front of him.
, but had to choose to leave.
Boom!
A cloud of blood bloomed on the side of the black suit's face at the door. The powerful impact of the bullet pushed his body back half a foot before he fell on his back.
A policeman pulled him out, his eyes still staring at Hu Shuo next to the box. The criminal police captain was stunned.
Two armed police snipers were lying on the ground next to the military vehicle, their guns aimed at the warehouse door. There was a faint plume of green smoke floating on one of the muzzles. The bullet just now was shot from this muzzle, killing the target accurately.
The shooter was a young soldier. He quickly adjusted the muzzle of the gun and concentrated on aiming at the target squatting next to the wooden box. As long as there was the slightest movement, he would pull the trigger without hesitation.
Hu Shuo glanced at the Lingyu in the box again. His pupils had been dyed green. He gritted his teeth and pressed his palms heavily on the ground. He still maintained a half-crouched posture. There was no way he could take this away now.
Lingyu was criticized, but he had to do something before leaving, at least to make the policemen behind him feel fearful.
Jiang Siyu led a group of policemen and rushed into the warehouse door with guns pointed at the back of the man squatting on the ground. He shouted: "Don't resist needlessly, you can't escape anymore." The man who just grabbed the gun just said
This scene taught the police a lesson. They always kept a safe distance from the suspect and moved forward cautiously.
Hu Shuo slowly turned his head, but the green in his eyes did not fade away. He looked at Jiang Siyu and the policemen at the door with a strange smile on his face.