"Boss, let's go. It's not safe here. If someone comes here, we won't be able to clean it up." A younger brother behind him couldn't help but remind him.
Dadong snorted coldly, "Drive away all the cars that can be driven, put all the bodies in the car, go back and clean them up, and deal with them on site so that we don't get stuck!"
After saying that, he really wasn't in the mood to read anymore, so he sat back in the car alone and sulked.
This time he suffered huge losses, not only from the 3 million drugs, but also from the deaths of a number of his most capable men. The most important thing was that if the drugs could not be delivered on time, he would run out of stock.
He can wait, but those drug addicts cannot wait even for a day. Once you are a drug addict, they don't care who you are.
Whoever can provide drugs at that time will be their biological father, but once those external forces infiltrate, then... it will be easier to ask God than to give him away.
Dadong's head hurts just thinking about the trouble he will encounter. This damn Yan Zide must be killed!
He had no doubt that it was Yan Zide who did it, because the two boys survived by pure luck, otherwise he would never know who robbed his goods.
If you check the source of my drugs, don't I know how your drugs are traded?
Yan Zide, wait for me!
Dadong was secretly angry in his heart, he would not accept this kind of dumb loss. Now Yan Zide doesn’t know that he already knows, so let’s catch him off guard!
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Not to mention how angry and ruthless Dadong was, Wang Xuan returned directly to Xinghui after finishing this job. He threw all the drugs to the soldiers, who would need them later.
He went back and hugged his wife for a good sleep, and the soldiers let them play in Bolan Street. It didn't matter how much they spent, he would reimburse them, but the meat was rotten in the pot anyway. The reason why they were so troublesome was to keep it secret for the time being.
He couldn't let others know that he had such power in his hands.
These soldiers had long heard from Zhang Zhi how prosperous and alluring the boss's Bolan Street was, how beautiful the women were, how many styles there were, and how tempting the uniforms were. It was a man's paradise. Their hearts had already jumped up when they heard that.
If I hadn't had a mission before, I would have wanted to experience it a long time ago.
After all, the boss has already paid a sum of money, and it is the long-term education of the Party that has allowed them to avoid the common degeneration that occurs when the poor suddenly become rich.
No, the first mission was completed well, and the boss gave everyone a benefit as soon as he was happy. Whether it was at the border or after retiring from the army, almost all of these people were single. It may be an exaggeration to say that it is a sow competing against Diao Chan, but
I really want to think about women.
More than 20 people were scattered in various places on Bolan Street. They gathered together to attract too much attention. After all, it was the boss's territory, so he was not afraid of anything happening. Everyone had fun all night long.
The reason why Wang Xuan arranged for everyone to have a wild night was out of necessity. This was not an army and no one could provide them with psychological intervention, so he thought of such a way to relax.
Yesterday's incident was such a big fuss, but there was no report in the newspapers today. The soldiers who stayed at the scene and monitored saw Dadong disposing of the body.
Maybe the police didn't find any bodies at the scene and no one reported the crime, so the matter just went away.
After suffering such a big loss, how could Dadong and Yan Zi Deshan give up? At night, Wang Xuan asked all the soldiers to stand by secretly to see if Dadong would take revenge as Wang Xuan expected.
Wang Xuan specially bought an imported wireless intercom system from the United States. Although the price is expensive, it is really worth it. With a car system, the coverage radius is 5 kilometers, which is enough for him to use.
He really can't stand the big brother in this era. The signal is not good, the sound is noisy, and a radio next to it can be eavesdropped. The problems are so many that it makes people collapse.
At around 11 o'clock in the evening, Dadong's men really wanted to move. A group of people began to gather secretly. There were about seventy or eighty people. Wang Xuan immediately became energetic after receiving the news. According to the report of the surveillance personnel, everyone followed Dadong.
The direction of the people and horses started to move in advance.
As expected, Dadong's people headed straight for Yan Zide's Shatin District. It seemed that they wanted to catch the opponent off guard. As for the specific target, Wang Xuan was not clear.
"They turned right and entered Dapu Highway." Listening to the prompts that kept coming from the earphones, Wang Xuan directed the convoy waiting on Dapu Highway to pay attention and keep in front of the Dadong people.
The person who was ambushing on the other Tolo Highway immediately accelerated and detoured into Sha Tin District to stand by.
They kept a certain distance from the Dadong people. After more than half an hour, the Dadong people did not enter the bustling area, but turned to a somewhat remote shanty town.
These 70 or 80 people were well prepared. As soon as the car stopped, they rushed down with a roar, brandishing machetes and rushed directly into a three-story building that was still dimly lit.
Commander Wang Xuan also hurriedly parked the car not far away, turned to Zhang Zhi and said, "I'm going, please be careful."
The task he assigned to himself was to disguise himself as Dadong's younger brother and go in to see if Dadong's target was a den where Yan Zide was hiding or distributing drugs. This was related to his follow-up plan.
Only by completely placing the blame for drug robbery on Yan Zide's head will the two sides become mortal enemies and his subsequent plans can be promoted.
After all, there were seventy or eighty people, and they were usually scattered under various younger brothers. He did not believe that these people knew each other, but the prerequisite was that the secrets could not be revealed.
Originally Wang Xuan was not prepared to take the risk on his own, since Zhang Zhi could also speak Cantonese anyway, but after his comrades arrived during this period, the iron-blooded and capable smell of a soldier came out of him again.
When walking, sitting or lying down, he looks different from a gangster. He really stands out among the gangsters.
With no other choice, Wang Xuan had no choice but to do it by himself.
He put on jeans with flared legs, a thin iron chain on his waist, and a black leather jacket. With his neck raised, he looked askance at people, pulled down the corners of his mouth, and slipped past quietly with a step that he didn't recognize.
Dadong's younger brother came out of the blue and rushed in without the opponent being prepared. He didn't show any intention of holding back and slashed at anyone he saw.
Yan Zide, who was in charge of guarding downstairs, was stunned. Five or six people were chopped down in an instant. Seven or eight people who reacted in time pulled out their machetes and started to chop them down. They kept shouting: "Someone is smashing them."