Liu Ziguang said this sentence in Albanian. His pronunciation was very accurate and his language was fluent. He must have practiced this sentence at least dozens of times, but it sounded so harsh to Cooks' men.
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At this time, the ship had already gone away, and the long whistle seemed to be taunting these arrogant people. The four big men present reached out and drew their guns in unison, but Liu Ziguang drew the gun very quickly. In fact, the Makarov was always bigger.
The machine head is placed under the arm with the safety on, and it can be fired without any extra movement when it is pulled out.
But the thugs' pistols were not loaded with bullets, and they had to go through at least two or three actions before they could be fired. Even though it only took a few tenths of a second to kill someone, Liu Ziguang fired four shots in a row without hesitation.
They all hit their arms, and immediately the four of them covered their arms and screamed, and the four pistols fell to the ground.
The dock was a very chaotic and noisy place. The whistles of ships, the roar of container trucks and port machinery covered up the sound of gunfire. Liu Ziguang swung his gun and said in harsh Pidgin Albanian: "Over there, everything is there."
Get in!"
The gun pointed at the container next to him. Liu Ziguang stepped forward and opened the door of the container, forcing them to walk in. Although the gangsters were extremely fierce, they could only stare at Liu Ziguang fiercely at this moment and walked in humiliatingly covering their bleeding arms.
They opened the container because they knew that the Asian man in front of them would really shoot without hesitation.
After driving the four people into the container, Liu Ziguang hung up a big lock and locked it with a clang. He picked up the pistol on the ground and walked away. There was a sound of banging iron sheets behind him, but the dock was extremely busy. Who could
Can you heed their cries?
After the four guys knocked hard on the cabinet door to no avail, they took out their phones one after another. But the tragedy was that all four mobile phones had no signal. They had to keep banging on the walls of the container in the hope of attracting others' attention. However, the degree of automation at Duras Terminal
Very good, workers use port machinery to lift containers, and no one will wander into the storage area rented by Mr. Cooks.
An hour passed, and two hours passed. When the four guys who were shot in the arm were dying, Cooks finally arrived with his men. After a search, they found this guy who kept making knocking sounds.
When he opened the container and took a look, Cooks's nose almost became angry. The four most powerful men were lying in the container in a mess. The smell of blood hit his face. If it weren't for the fact that the four of them were men who came off the battlefield and knew how to
If you use some common first aid knowledge, you may die from excessive blood loss.
Cooks grabbed a man and asked: "Where's the money? Where's my money!"
"He said it's worth that price..." the thug said weakly.
Cooks threw him to the ground and angrily walked back and forth on the pier several times. Suddenly he stopped and took out a phone.
At this time, Liu Ziguang had arrived at Tirana International Airport, passed the security check and sat in the Air France waiting room, waiting for the flight to Paris in half an hour. In a corner outside the airport, the garage car was parked.
There were five pistols in the trunk of the Mercedes-Benz sedan owned by Mr.
Although Cooks has great hands and eyes, his influence is limited to Duras's black and white. Using the power of the national police system is not something that a mere gang leader can possess. Liu Ziguang has mastered this to be generous.
Passed through customs and flew to France.
Charles de Gaulle International Airport, Terminal 2, Liu Ziguang got off the plane dressed in a suit and leather shoes, carrying a briefcase. He wore a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on his face. He bought this outfit at the Tirana Airport duty-free shop and packaged it like this
Looking up, he looks like an Asian businessman who often travels around Europe.
As he walked, he turned on his mobile phone, and a series of messages popped up, all from Zhao Hui. Liu Ziguang looked at the content, found a coin-operated phone and called Zhao Hui directly.
"Brother, you ran away pretty fast. I was in Duras in the morning, and now you're in France. You're in big trouble this time. The underworld all over Europe is looking for you. Now your head is worth a hundred thousand euros."
." Zhao Hui said carelessly on the other end of the phone.
Liu Ziguang sneered: "It's only 100,000 yuan. This guy Kux is just looking at people through cracks in the door. He even offered a reward for my arrest. It's a good thing that I didn't cause any trouble for him. He actually got a lot of junk for me and gave him a
Qianba, it’s all about your face, otherwise you won’t get a dime.”
Zhao Hui said: "You might as well not give him a dime. Giving him one thousand and eighty is like slapping him in the face in public. As they said, no matter where you hide, your life has been predetermined by them. Be careful.
They are very powerful in France, this is no joke."
Liu Ziguang asked: "It only happened a few hours ago, how come you knew about it?"
Zhao Hui smiled and said: "This is an era of information explosion. Not only do I know about it, but also criminal organizations and public security intelligence agencies across Europe. In fact, this information was told to me by a friend from the French General Directorate for External Security. I suggest you
Buy a hat and wear it when you leave the airport, maybe your photo will be known to everyone.”
Liu Ziguang shrugged, hung up the phone, and went straight through customs and left the airport. When the customs inspected his passport, the customs officer stamped the entry stamp without even looking at him.
Charles de Gaulle Airport is one of the busiest airports in Europe. It is really difficult to intercept a person here. Moreover, in the eyes of Europeans, Asians all look the same. Moreover, Liu Ziguang did not go to Paris, but took a taxi.
Train to Marseille.
Taking a train in Europe is a very artistic thing. In this busy era, most travel options are by plane or self-driving cars. People who like to take trains are the leisure class, such as retired people, rich ladies and people who are looking for a train.
Inspired artists.
The carriage was empty. Well-dressed Europeans were sitting together chatting. The conductor in a neat uniform greeted the passengers politely. The dining car attendant placed cups of fragrant coffee in front of the passengers. Liu Ziguang sat there
Opposite was a flaxen-haired French girl. She started ogling Liu Ziguang when he sat down. When Liu Ziguang chatted with her in proficient French, the girl suddenly became excited: "I didn't expect the Japanese to speak French."
That’s great, but unfortunately, I’m American.”
"Haha, I think we are all mistaken, I am Chinese." Liu Ziguang said with a smile, this time using authentic English.
"My name is Demi Thorpe. I work as a dancer on Broadway. I came to France to study dance two months ago. Now I want to go to Marseille to relax. What about you?" the girl said, extending her hand to Liu Ziguang.
"My name is Bruce Liu, a Chinese businessman. I just arrived in France and went to Marseille to relax." Liu Ziguang pinched Demi's soft little hand and shook it.
"Just call me Demi. Why are you relaxing? Is it because you are broken up in love?"
"No, because of a very unpleasant thing, a group of Eastern European criminals are hunting me down."
Demi burst out laughing: "I didn't expect Chinese people to be so humorous. I heard from my dad that Chinese people are all rigid and serious guys."
"Your father must often deal with government officials. You know, officials all over the world are rigid and serious."
The two were talking and laughing here. The old man wearing pince-nez reading the Paris Times next to him got upset, so Liu Ziguang stood up and said, "I don't know if I have the honor to invite you to dinner."
"Of course, that's great." Demi stood up happily and followed Liu Ziguang to the dining car. The two ordered two French dinners and started eating and drinking with a bottle of cheap red wine. Demi's drinking capacity was not good, but she was very good.
He loves to drink. After half a bottle, he starts to get excited and talks endlessly about his past love-breaks, which makes Liu Zi’s bald head grow bigger.
The train still made a monotonous rhythm, and the dusk was getting darker outside the window. The drunken Demi fell asleep on the table. The conductors looked at Liu Ziguang with ambiguous eyes. He had no choice but to fill up two sleepers.
The train was very empty, and there were not many people in the sleeper compartment. When Liu Ziguang carried Demi into a sleeper compartment, the conductor winked at him and handed him a colorful small box: "Sir, I only charge you ten
EUR."
Liu Ziguang had no choice but to take out his change and buy this expensive box of condoms, thinking it was a tip for the conductor. The night was long, the lights were dim, and Europe gradually fell asleep, but Liu Ziguang couldn't sleep. He searched Demi's body.
, no weapons were found, only a U.S. passport was seen, and the date of birth showed that Demi was only 18 years old.
"Yangma just looks old." Liu Ziguang sighed silently, suddenly thinking that Xiaoxue was also the same age, and his thoughts couldn't help but fly back to his hometown...
The train conductor honked and drove into the Marseille train station. Demi rubbed her sleepy eyes and got up. She found Liu Ziguang sitting across from him in uniform and couldn't help but wonder: "You... yesterday... us?"
"You fell asleep, so I had to send you here, that's it." Liu Ziguang explained.
Demi touched her whole body and realized that nothing happened last night. She suddenly became indifferent: "Thank you, sir. I think I should go. Nice to meet you."
"Me too." Liu Ziguang said.
Demi got out of the sleeper car, took her luggage and got off the train without saying hello to Liu Ziguang. Liu Ziguang carried his briefcase and slowly walked forward with the flow of people. Suddenly he found a young man outside the station exit taking the initiative to talk to Demi.
He struck up a conversation, then diligently helped Demi carry her luggage, and the two got into the same taxi.
Liu Ziguang was thinking about the cargo ship and took a taxi straight to the port. There are two ports in Marseille, one new and one old. The old one has been turned into a yacht terminal, while the new one is located in the west of the city and is the third in Europe.
Two major trading ports.
The distance from the Adriatic Sea to the Mediterranean Sea is very short. The Hong Kong cargo ship will arrive at the Port of Marseille at noon today to unload its cargo, and then sail to the coast of West Africa. At this moment, Liu Ziguang suddenly understood Cooks's wishful thinking. Not only did he
He wanted to defraud him of $180,000, and he also wanted to be his smuggler for free.
Because the sixth container contained not just junk, but living people.