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It is the time when the earth is warmed in spring, but there is no spring in the no-man's land, mainly because the green of spring in the interior is missing. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. biquge。 info
There is only yellow sand here, and there are faces that have been infected with sand and turned yellow.
There are five cars in this group of people entering the 'City That Never Sleeps', and unlike the off-road team in Ren He's imagination, these people are more privately modified pickup trucks, dilapidated wagons, and the windows will rumble when they are bumpy, and they look like they are about to fall apart, but there is nothing to do.
These dilapidated pickup trucks are broken for some reason, but they look like they have a desolate and fierce atmosphere, which is complementing the lonely desert in this no-man's land.
It would be if there was a supercar in this place, as if only such a dilapidated pickup truck was suitable for survival.
In his previous life, Ren He knew one thing, a local tyrant bought a Ferrari, but just after completing the insurance, he ran to the no-man's land, and broke down just 20 kilometers into the no-man's land.
The local tyrant who bought the Ferrari hadn't been running for long, the chassis was also broken, and the fenders in front of the car could not be wanted......
However, it was not the local tyrant who was distressed, it was the insurance company, and the insurance company almost cried when it arrived at the scene!
At this time, the convoy jumped out of the car, and the first people walked towards the 'city that never sleeps' as if they had nothing to do, Ren He, who has a master-level reconnaissance ingenuity, found that although this group of people seemed to be unintentional, they invisibly formed a loose formation on the outside and tight on the inside after getting off the car, and the first thing the two men at the back did after getting off the car was to look at the surrounding environment.
This group of people is not as rough as it seems, and there are not many people who can do such things as poaching in this desert and still have a good life.
Although this no-man's land is chaotic, it has not yet reached the point where bandits can suppress officials, and a dozen or so people cannot compete with the public security and the corps.
Ren He just glanced at this group of people twice and continued to eat his own food, he was more glad in his heart that he had finally found this group of people!
After running in the desert for a long time, he knew very well that it was not easy to meet this group of people, although there were three poaching gangs in the entire no-man's land that were now very active, but the no-man's land was too big, Ren He couldn't go to the desert to find them, right?
He was still not sure if the other party knew that he was looking for the details of the poaching gang, so he would just keep a low profile and eat first.
Suddenly, the man in the lead laughed loudly: "The chickens are all stewed, first give 10 bundles of life-killing Dawusu, and have a good drink!"
With a snap, the man had already taken out a pile of brand-new bright red banknotes and slapped them on the table, full of pride, like a swordsman who had just returned from a dart on the rivers and lakes. Maybe he will pull out a knife and kill someone in the next second, but at this time, he wants to drink.
If it is called "Wu Beer" according to the name of Shandong people, it should be called "Wu Beer", but the Zabayi people in Xinjiang boldly call it "Killing Da Wusu", which shows the degree of love for Xinjiang people.
However, it also has a more novel name, called Wusu oral liquid, which is generally more crazy for those who dare to call it......
If Xinjiang people drink beer vigorously, beer bottles in a place are not rare, and when entertaining guests, you can drink on the ground to be entertained!
At this time, the man who took the lead suddenly sat opposite Ren He, and said with a rough smile: "Little brother, I heard that you are looking for us?"
Ren He sat up straight and wiped his mouth, this gray world was really as intertwined as he imagined, he just asked the black shop owners about poaching along the way, and tens of thousands of yuan were scattered, and he heard the sound so quickly.
And the other party even knows his appearance, the other party must have his own way of communication, of course, it is also possible to inform his license plate number through a satellite phone.
Ren He pondered, this group of people should have sold the goods before leaving the desert, otherwise they would have used such a chic mood to drink?
I'm afraid that in this desert of no man's land, there are still places where they hide weapons and stolen goods, and sell stolen goods, this industrial chain is really relatively perfect, no wonder the state has vigorously punished for so many years, and there are always fish that slip through the net.
The man in the back heard that the eldest brother had a showdown with this white-faced young man, and vaguely surrounded him, Ren He felt that the other party should not have his life in mind, and he was afraid that he was ready to dig a pit and bury it casually.
However, the man on the other side suddenly found that even if 13 people from his side surrounded him, the young man in front of him still did not change his face, and he didn't seem to have any fear reaction.
Is it strong? Or is it really confident? This young man probably still doesn't understand that in the desert, even if he sincerely wants to do business with poachers, it is also a matter of seeking the skin of a tiger.
It's just that if he knew Ren He's brilliant achievements, I'm afraid he wouldn't think so.
Ren He pushed the pot of chicken in front of him into the distance, and said to himself: "Selling a falcon can earn 1 million US dollars by selling it to the Middle East, and you should also know about it, but you are at the end of the industrial chain in China, and there is no means to smuggle it out, so it is up to the upper family to set the price, how much is a falcon? 1 million yuan? It is not easy to catch falcons, and it is a good harvest to sell 2 at a time." ”
After hearing this, the man's face remained unchanged, and he smiled playfully: "Little brother, these things are conventional, if you want to take advantage of the loopholes in this aspect to separate us, I'm afraid it won't work." ”
In fact, these men are not stupid, Ren He's face is obviously not over 20 years old, even if you want to enter the public security system at this age, you can't get in, in this case, the probability of Ren He being a public security is still relatively small, everyone is vigilant, but it is not so serious.
It is precisely because of this that this meeting took place.
Ren He glanced at the man opposite: "I don't plan to separate you, I just want to talk to you about another way of trading, I want 20 pairs of wild yak horns, 20 wild yak whips, and a price of 10 million yuan! ”
This is the business that Ren He wants to discuss, what he is most worried about now is that when he came here, he suddenly found that the poaching gang was no longer very interested in wild yaks, what is this, if no one hunts yaks, how can they protect themselves?
Ren He also considered that if he deliberately induced the poaching gang to hunt yaks, his task completion level would be relatively low, but the problem now is that if he doesn't do this, there is no possibility of completing it at all!