The abandoned factory in the north of the town used to be a sugar factory, owned by a Russian boss. Later, the big Russian boss died unexpectedly, and the sugar factory closed down.
There are more than one factory in Ashamu Town, and more than one has closed down. It is not easy for the people to live. Without the industry of factories, they can only find other ways to make money, so many people have embarked on the road of crime.
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The pickup truck drove all the way, and it took more than twenty minutes. When we arrived at the gate of the sugar factory, it was just seven o'clock sharp.
There are mostly Chinese people in the south of the town, and there are many Russians in the north of the town. Occasionally, you can see a few Russians on the street. The men are generally strong and the women are slim. However, there are also middle-aged women who are stronger than the men.
Eight Fingers smiled and joked that when looking for a woman, you should not look for a Russian woman. Before getting married, she was a beauty. After getting married, she drank beer all day long and became an aunt. Within a few years, she became an aunt.
The gate of the sugar factory had been abandoned for a long time, and the iron railings were rusty and black. Lin Kun looked outside and saw no one to answer the call. At this time, Chen Shaoqiu called again and asked them to drive the car another kilometer north.
We walked around and came to a small wasteland. At this time, we saw a person on the roadside, a very fashionable Russian woman with heavy makeup.
The Russian woman took the initiative to come over and knocked on the car window. Lin Kun rolled down the car window and said: "Beauty, what's the matter?"
The woman smiled seductively and said, "Handsome man, can you give me a ride?"
Before Lin Kun could answer, the woman had already taken the initiative to open the back door, moved her plump buttocks, and sat on it.
At this moment, Long Daxiang was driving the car, Lin Kun was sitting in the passenger seat, and there was only one person in the back seat. As soon as the woman came up, a strong smell of perfume suddenly filled the car.
Eight Fingers grinned and said: "Girl, I sprayed a lot of perfume."
He originally wanted to strike up a conversation, but the girl ignored him at all. She stretched out her little white hands and said to Lin and Kun: "According to the rules, all your communication equipment must be handed over. Please three
Please cooperate, this is the rule of our transaction, thank you."
Bazhi and Long Daxiang looked at Lin Kun together. Lin Kun smiled and took out his mobile phone first, and Bazhi and Long Daxiang also took out their phones.
After the woman took the phone, she put it directly into a small bag she was carrying. This bag looked ordinary, but it was made of insulating signal material. There was no signal at all when the phone was put in it.
"Thank you three for your cooperation. You Chinese men are still very gentlemen. You don't have any communication equipment on your body anymore, right?"
The woman smiled seductively and looked like she was bringing disaster to the country and the people.
Eight Fingers chuckled and said, "Beauty, you speak Chinese very fluently."
The woman Yingying smiled and said: "Thank you for the compliment. My father is Chinese and I am half Chinese."
As she spoke, the woman took out a special monitoring device, which was only the size of a palm. It passed in front of Lin and Kun, and there was nothing unusual about it.
Then, the woman said: "According to our transaction rules, the money you brought must be checked first. Transactions are only in cash. I think your boss Chen should know this."
Lin Kun glanced at Bazhi through the rearview mirror and said, "Bago, show her."
Eight Fingers took out two boxes from the back of the seat. After the woman took them, she opened them one by one and checked. They were all filled with neat banknotes, not RMB, but rice dollars.
After the woman checked, she smiled with satisfaction and said: "Drive, keep going forward, I will remind you when you get there."
Long Daxiang drove the car forward, and the woman in the back seat showed the way. After driving for almost half an hour, he arrived at the entrance of another abandoned factory.
Judging from the direction, they had arrived from the north of the town to the south of the town, and stopped at the entrance of an abandoned dyeing and weaving factory.
The woman got off the car and whistled into the dyeing and weaving factory. The big iron door of the dyeing and weaving factory immediately opened with a clang. Long Daxiang drove in. Behind the door, there were four or five people standing.
A big Russian guy holding an AK.
The pickup truck stopped in front of an abandoned factory. Lin and Kun got out of the car. Long Daxiang and Ba Zhi each carried a box. At this time, the woman and two other big Russian men came over. The woman smiled.
Said: "Three of you, please hand over your weapons. Thank you for your cooperation."
Long Daxiang immediately quit and said: "Why do we have to follow your rules? We were brought here in circles. Our mobile phones were confiscated. Now we can't bring anyone with us. If you have the ability, you can also use guns."
Let it go."
The woman raised her eyebrows, and before she could speak, a big Russian man with a mohawk next to her shouted in a deep voice: "These are our rules. If you don't abide by them, get out immediately. We have a lot of business."
Do!"
Long Daxiang wanted to speak, but Lin Kun stopped him with a look. Lin Kun said with a smile: "Two friends, please calm down. This is our first time doing business. We are not very familiar with the rules. OK, whatever you say will be what it is. I hope
We enjoy working together.”
Long Daxiang and Ba Zhi reluctantly handed over the guy, and Lin Kun also took out the silver Sand Eagle King and the ghost beast.
The big Russian man with a mohawk next to the woman's eyes suddenly lit up when he saw Lin Kun's pistol and the shining black gold weapon. For those who love weapons, these two things are absolutely perfect.
There was an undisguised flash of greed in his eyes.
The weapons were taken away, and the woman led Lin Kun and the others into the factory. The big Russian man with a mohawk held a sand eagle in his hand, waved the devil twice, and chatted with his companions in Russian.
What, Long Daxiang and Bazhi didn't understand Russian. When Lin Kun arrived, he understood clearly that the Russian man was saying: "Hey, buddy, look at these two treasures, they are mine!"
Another big Russian man smiled and said: "Chuck, don't get too happy yet. The Chinese are very cunning. If you swallow their weapons, they will fight you tooth and nail."
"I'm not afraid. I'll give him thirty dollars. If he doesn't agree, I'll let him have a taste of the gun."
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Lin Kun smiled coldly and walked into the abandoned factory.
There was a strong musty smell in the factory. This dyeing and weaving factory had been abandoned for more than ten years. Almost all the abandoned factories in the town had traces of their drug lords' dealings.
The sun is shining brightly outside, but the factory building is a bit eerie. In the center of the factory building, there is a tall Russian man with a shaved head and a tattoo that looks like a devil on his bald head.
The woman walked over with graceful steps, twisted her buttocks, and said respectfully: "Mr. Chakriov, I brought you here. The food has been checked and there is no problem."
When he heard the name Chakriov, Lin Kun immediately thought of the information Lu Ting gave him. This Chakriov was the biggest drug dealer in Ashamu Town, and he was indeed dealing with him this time.
Chakriov stood up, with seven or eight of his men standing behind him. At the same time, more than a dozen people were arranged around the factory hall. There were also many people on the second floor, each of whom held a handheld weapon.
AK, looking at their posture, even if the anti-narcotics police come, they may not be able to take advantage... (To be continued)