Wang Xu has been thinking about recruiting people to join the gang.
The business in the Republic of China will only get bigger and bigger as time goes by, and there will always be times when I am too busy.
Yang Fu was the first person he recruited, and he would not be the last. As for whether accepting Yang Fu would expose himself. Wang Xu still had the same idea. The secret of the shuttle door should not be exposed, and other issues were side effects.
The most things Yang Fu came into contact with were antiques that he had resold, which could not attract the military region's special operations brigade.
As for ordinary policemen, Wang Xu is not afraid now. Most of them will stay in the Republic of China. In the future, there will be more spokespersons here and they will come back less frequently.
As for the ordinary police who came to the door, it was still unclear whether they could arrest him, not to mention that Yang Fu was so frightened that he had to be honest in a short time.
...a speechless night...
After sleeping in the car all night, early the next morning, Xiao Hei called me asking for a transaction.
Wang Xu directly set the meeting place at the entrance of the bank to prevent Xiao Hei from playing tricks.
As a result, the transaction was uneventful, and Xiao Hei was not stupid enough to take advantage of the bank.
When they got outside, Wang Xu found that his car was being followed again as soon as he got in the car.
Different from yesterday, this time there were several cars following him. Wang Xu took out the binoculars he bought last night and took a look. Xiao Hei was also following his car.
"Let me get it right, you really want to take advantage of the underworld. You don't want us to take away the huge sum of 5 million!" Looking back, Wang Xu knew the purpose of these people.
Last night, if they couldn't find the person who was following him, Xiaohei and the others would take action overnight.
After escaping yesterday, these people still did not give up today. It's just that Wang Xu decided to place the transaction in a bank, so it was inconvenient for these people to do it.
"Drive faster and see if we can get rid of them." Wang Xu didn't want to get into trouble, so it would be best if he could get rid of them. It was impossible for people like Xiao Hei to follow him to Hedong Province.
Half an hour later, Wang Xu gave up the idea because Yang Fu's driving skills were not very good and he could not keep away from the group of veteran drivers behind him.
The BMW was leading the way, and the suburbs outside the city came into view.
Wang Xu looked back and saw a black Land Rover, a black Mercedes-Benz, and two Toyota cars, still following him relentlessly.
"Four vehicles, each with at least three or four people, and the other party's troops are at least a dozen." Wang Xu showed a cold expression, took out the pistol from his waist, and said coldly: "If you can't get rid of them, take them with you."
Go north and take the mountain-ring highway."
From here to the north, there is a road around the mountain, which was used by large trucks traveling long distances before the highway was built.
When Wang Xu came, he walked here. There were no people on the road for more than ten miles, so it was a good place to do business.
"Brother Wang, there are a lot of them?" Yang Fu and Wang Xu reminded him. He also knew that there were several cars behind him, so he said worriedly.
Wang Xu shook his head slightly, and with a gun in his hand, he felt more at ease. He smiled evilly and said: "It's useless to have more people. I don't believe that they are all desperadoes, and they all have guns in their hands."
In a head-on battle, Wang Xu couldn't deal with a dozen men with guns, not even if Yu Zecheng came.
Then again, this is not the Republic of China. The opposite side is just a gang of black forces, not a Japanese military police squad. More than a dozen people have guns. That is a scene only found in movies.
Wang Xu believed that there must be guns on the other side, but not many.
No more than three at most. Homemade powder guns may be bigger, and 54mm pistols may not be available. After all, this is mainland China, not the small war-torn South African country.
"Boss, they turned a corner and seemed to be headed towards the mountainous road." In the Land Rover behind, Xiao Hei, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and smiling, was sitting in the back seat with a straight face.
Hearing his younger brother's words, Xiao Hei unbuttoned the collar of his shirt, revealing the big dragon that started from his shoulders and extended into his pants. He smiled and said: "They are looking for death. They can't blame us. Bring me my gun!"
The boy in the front passenger seat quickly took out a small pistol from the windshield.
The pistol is made of welded iron pipes. It does not have a magazine. Instead, it fires one round, and the barrel is broken off to load one round.
But just like that, the younger brother's eyes became awe-inspiring when he looked at the boss.
This is a gun. One shot will make a hole in the body. It is much easier to use than a machete.
"Boss, they stopped!" Not long after getting on the winding mountain road, the driver noticed that the BMW in front of him had stopped.
Xiao Hei was overjoyed. He didn't have a walkie-talkie, so he used WeChat to shout: "Cheer up, everyone. The car in front has stopped. After a while, they got out of the car and surrounded me. Da Mao and Er Mao are taking care of me."
"Don't worry, boss, these two little bastards will probably have weak legs when they see my shotgun." The man named Da Mao said happily.
Xiao Hei licked his lips, but did not forget to warn: "Unless absolutely necessary, remember not to use a gun, nor to fire a gun, you know?"
"I know, I'm just trying to scare you." As the conversation continued, four cars lined up and parked in front of and behind the BMW.
Wang Xu lit a cigarette, opened the car door and walked out.
If a professional looked at it, they would find that where he was standing, the car body was used to separate the cars in front and behind, forming a bunker.
"Boy, five million, you just took it away like this. Have you asked me?" Wang Xu just got out of the Toyota, and a yellow-haired young man got out of the Toyota.
Wang Xu looked up and saw that he was still an acquaintance. It was the man who followed him in the Land Rover last night.
"Boy, do you recognize this..."
Bang!!
Wang Xu had been on guard. When he saw Huang Mao taking a shotgun from the car and raising the muzzle, he shot without hesitation.
There was a gunshot, and Huang Mao had disbelief on his face, covering his shoulders and falling on the car.
At this time, people in several other cars had just stepped out of the car, and no one noticed the changes here.
"Da Mao, didn't I tell you not to shoot? Who told you to shoot?" Xiao Hei shouted angrily as soon as he got off the Land Rover.
Wang Xu raised his eyes and said, "Well, this guy also has a gun. Why don't he shoot him and let the other party hit him first?"
Bang!!
The second gunshot was heard less than ten meters away, and Xiao Hei fell to the ground.
Wang Xu's marksmanship is too numerous to say, but within thirty meters, it's basically ten rings.
People like Xiao Hei have never even learned any tactical moves. They just stand within ten meters of each other and are easier to hit than targets.
"It's his grandma's fault, I was shot..." The gun in Xiao Hei's hand had fallen to the ground, and he was leaning on the Land Rover, looking at his bleeding shoulder, still unable to believe this fact.
This wasn't because he was lucky, but because Wang Xu didn't want to escalate the situation and didn't hit Xiao Hei on the head, otherwise Xiao Hei would be dead.
Obviously, Xiao Hei himself didn't know this, and was still talking to himself: "His grandma's gun is for scaring people, isn't it? How dare he shoot? Is he Chinese?"
Wang Xu ignored Xiao Hei, but turned his gun and shouted: "Get off the car..."
Four cars, eleven people, armed with a seven-shot pistol, each one behaved like a cat.
One of them, holding an old-fashioned shotgun in his hand, imitated the movements in the TV series and shouted repeatedly: "Brother, I surrender, don't hit me, I don't want to die!"
Such a cowardly performance would have been laughed at by everyone if it had been normal.
But at gunpoint, they discovered that they were so weak. Their legs became weak as soon as they were robbed, and their minds went blank.
"Brother Hei, are you okay?" Wang Xu held a gun in one hand and smiled kindly at Xiao Hei.
Xiao Hei has been the boss for many years, and he still has some backbone. He said angrily: "Today I fell into trouble. If you have the guts, just beat me to death."
That being said, my trembling thighs are even worse than those of those younger brothers.
Wang Xu could tell at a glance that Xiao Hei's confidence was insufficient, and he said with a smile: "Brother Hei, don't provoke me. I don't have one or two lives on my body, and one more of yours won't be much."
"Ah!" Xiao Hei was completely soft. When he debuted, he just caught up with the severe crackdown, and all the really powerful characters were shot to death. Only then did he rise to the top.
After more than ninety years, the situation has become more and more serious, and it is not easy to get along with the black community.
Xiao Hei sells antiques on the surface and makes loan sharks secretly. He has taken action several times, including throwing paint on people or threatening them with a gun, but he has never fired a gun.
At this time, it was seen that Wang Xu really dared to shoot, and even threatened that he had several lives on his body, so he met a desperado somewhere.
The Black Society is not the same as the outlaws. There is a deep boundary between the two.
Xiao Hei's only courage was completely dissipated by such a scare. His legs went weak and he said: "Boss, if you have something to say, please tell me. We don't want to play like this. I have a heart disease."