"Dragon Tide Bathhouse" is a medium-sized leisure bath that is not inconspicuous, the business is tepid, and the people who come here to consume are basically old customers, and the operator on the surface is an old man in his seventies and eighties, but the people on the road know that this is a bison field at all.

In the evening, there were no guests in the bath, Zhao Ziqiang lay on a stainless steel massage table with his bare buttocks, enjoying the service of the bath worker, not far from his side was a huge round bath, which was steaming, but there was no trace of guests, a statue of a lion's head was "whooshing" spitting water columns, and two lion eyes stared at Zhao Ziqiang for a moment.

The bather looked up at the wall clock on the wall, the time has pointed to half past six, if in the past, although this time is not the peak period for customers, but there will never be a ghost can not be seen, and if there are live guests, he should also recommend the special service here - big health care!

However, as an old employee here, he has already sniffed out the smell, and he didn't dare to put a fart in the rules, and rubbed Zhao Ziqiang hard, but his eyes couldn't help but glance at a dry towel he put on his head, which was bulging and wrapping things, and he could think that it was definitely a handful of "sugar cane" with his toes!

"Whoa~"

The leather curtain at the entrance of the bath was slowly lifted, and a man with a scar on his face walked in wrapped in a bath towel, followed by a strong man covered in tattoos, carrying two huge black leather suitcases in his hands, both of them had no expression on their faces, and they were all looking at the man on the massage table with a sinking face.

"Brother Scar!"

The bather's hands shook slightly, shouted at the scar man, and then hurriedly picked up a bucket of water and poured it on Zhao Ziqiang's back, lowered his head and trotted to go out, but the scar man stopped him and said lightly: "Put the maintenance sign outside, and the guests will be taken upstairs first!" ”

"Damn! I haven't wiped my chest yet, don't the run......"

Zhao Ziqiang got up from the massage table, and shouted at the bather with an angry face, but the bather didn't even dare to look at him, and quickly wiped oil on the soles of his feet and disappeared here, while the scar man stepped forward and said unscrupulously: "Goods!" ”

"Look at the money first!"

Zhao Ziqiang picked up the dry towel on the bed and stood up, wiped a handful of water droplets on his face at will, and actually walked straight to the sauna, while the scar man frowned, glanced at the subordinates beside him, and slowly followed.

"Zi~"

Zhao Ziqiang scooped up a large spoonful of cold water and poured it on the volcanic stone in the electric furnace, a large stream of mist rose instantly, and the thermometer hanging on the wall was close to sixty degrees, Zhao Ziqiang nodded with satisfaction, turned around and sat on the wooden bench, pulled out the towel wrapped in the pistol and mobile phone, and looked at the scar man who followed up with a smile while wiping sweat.

The scar man felt the scorching temperature in the sauna, the centipede-like scar on his face was ugly twisted, he swept the silver pistol that Zhao Zi's powerful stabbing placed in his hand with a little hideousness, and waved his hand back gently, and the strong man behind him immediately came up and threw the two large suitcases in his hand on the chair, and then silently retreated behind the scar man.

Zhao Ziqiang leaned over and dragged the two suitcases to his side, after opening them, it was naturally full of two boxes of red hundred-yuan bills, he casually took out two stacks from the top and bottom and looked at them in his hand, suddenly frowned, turned his head to look at the scar man and said, "Serial?" ”

"Gave you an extra million ......"

The scar man put up a finger concisely, but Zhao Ziqiang threw the money into the suitcase with disdain, and said with a sneer: "Even if you give me an extra 10 million dollars, I won't be able to spend it, who knows which bank you robbed this money from, the current ATMs can all have number recognition functions, you want to kill Lao Tzu!" ”

"Two years ago, a gang of gangsters who hijacked the cash truck were hacked by us, we blew up their car and caused a scene of infighting, and deliberately left more than one million burnt money at the scene......

The scar man raised his head a little proudly, pointed to the cash box and said: "This case has long been solved, and the money has long been no longer tracked, and your goods are not from Myanmar, you can give the money to those Burmese, and you can add an extra million to you is very cost-effective!" ”

"Cut~ You don't fool me, if it's cost-effective, why don't you ......"

Zhao Ziqiang looked at the other party very sarcastically, but still raised two fingers and said: "That's it, I can help you sell the stolen money with this money, but I have to add another two million, and the goods in my hands are now high-grade 'white devils', and I need two hundred and five hands!" ”

Hearing this, the scar man didn't speak for a long time, his fierce eyes stared straight at Zhao Ziqiang for a long time, and Zhao Ziqiang was a little hairy in his heart, after all, he was still bare-assed, who knows if this guy is mentally healthy or not, and said impatiently: "Okay, give me a word, I don't have time to stare at you here!" ”

"Call people to get money......

The scar man finally spoke, the strong man behind him nodded and turned to go out, and Zhao Ziqiang stretched his neck to see the man walk out, and just wanted to get close to the scar man, but the scar man's eyes suddenly turned upward, and then silently said two words to him with his mouth - monitoring!

Zhao Ziqiang was full of excitement, and quietly glanced behind the scar man, but the position of the camera was well hidden, and Zhao Ziqiang couldn't find the target for a long time, so he had to cough and call someone to get the goods.

After a while, Zhang Dajun almost came in one after the other with Scar's men, Zhang Dajun wore a neat suit, came in with a big bag, and looked at Scar and his men cautiously, and then handed the bag to Scar and said: "It's all white devils, inspect the goods!" ”

The scar man looked Zhang Dajun up and down, took the satchel and handed it to his subordinates, the strong man is obviously also an expert, now he took out a bag and looked at the color carefully at the light, then took out a small point and put it in his nose and sniffed, and finally looked at the quantity, nodded to the scar man and said, "That's right!" White Devil indeed! ”

"There will be a date later!"

The corner of the scar man's mouth curled up with a smile that was more ugly than crying, Zhao Ziqiang stood up and shook his hand gently, but he was slightly stunned at this moment, and then said with a smile: "Brother Scar!" I have a lot of goods here, if the bison can't eat it alone, help me introduce a few more buyers, I will give you a commission, and everyone who has money is the last word! ”

"You can only ...... if you have money to earn and have a life to spend"

Scar sneered, turned around and strode out of the sauna, and Zhang Dajun wiped the sweat on his face and just wanted to speak, but Zhao Ziqiang hurriedly glanced at him, and lightly pointed to the three big suitcases and said: "Take out the money first, and then talk about it when you go home!" ”

……

"Hadron! No, why the is all this money......"

In Zhao Ziqiang's big pickup, Zhang Dajun, who was looking through the suitcase, was suddenly stunned, and then took out a large handful like crazy and rummaged through it carefully, and then angrily threw the money back into the box and said: "Qiangzi!" We've been tricked by those guys, this money can't be used at all, it must be fucking black money! ”

"An-la! I knew it was black money, otherwise how could I have come up with an extra two million out of thin air? But have you forgotten who we're working for now......"

Zhao Ziqiang waved his hand indifferently, but Zhang Dajun was holding a handful of banknotes. ticket, very hesitantly asked: "But will the police let us spend this money?" Once the money is handed over to the police tomorrow, the police will definitely find out that the money is black money from unknown sources! ”

"Haha~ If you don't say it, I won't say it, who will tell the police that the money is serialized? Bison? Let's just pretend we don't know anything, and when we get home at night, we'll mess up all the money......"

Zhao Ziqiang smiled and said: "This money will not be deposited in the bank for the time being, the police still expect me to use this money to continue trading with other drug dealers, and the loan shark borrowed by Guan Li will also be withdrawn from this. ”

"But if the bison is caught, will it give us the amount of the transaction?"

Zhang Dajun was still very worried, after all, in addition to the extra two million given to this money, there were also a lot of private goods carried by Zhao Ziqiang, but Zhao Ziqiang said disdainfully: "What if you confess?" Lao Tzu said that he farted, what evidence could he have? He can't be stupid enough to keep accounts for drug trafficking! ”

Zhao Zi laughed incredibly, but as if he suddenly remembered something, he hurriedly took out a small folded note from his socks, and after reading it, he immediately scolded with a gloomy face: "Fuck! Lao Tzu knew that Zhou Liping, a bastard, would not let me go easily, and sure enough, he was making trouble behind Lao Tzu's back! ”

"What's wrong?"

Zhang Dajun was taken aback, and looked at Zhao Ziqiang for some reason, but saw Zhao Ziqiang directly handed over the note in his hand, and said: "The scar was given to me inside, I forgot to tell you before, that scar is actually an undercover agent sent by the police from other provinces, you must not spread this matter, otherwise it will hurt others!" ”

"Hmmm! I know ...... measure."

Zhang Dajun nodded, frowned and looked at the note in his hand, which was densely written with several lines of fly-headed letters, and listened to him read in a low voice: "The bison can't be caught for the time being, his upper house is about to surface, and I will notify you to arrest it then, by the way, the bison sold your whereabouts tonight to Guo Laosi, be careful!" ”

"! This must be an ambush on the road......"

Zhang Dajun immediately raised his head and scolded, and Zhao Ziqiang took the note in his hand and burned it to ashes with a lighter, and then frowned and said: "Guo Laosi's subordinates were made by me on the highway that night, and there has been no movement in the past few days, I guess he is also a little scared, but I gave him a big ugly look in public today, and Ping Shao will definitely force him to do it to me again!" ”

"So what do we do?" Zhang Dajun hurriedly asked.

"What can I do? The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth, and he will not transfer aircraft carriers to fight us, right......"

Zhao Ziqiang disdainfully exhaled two smokes from his nostrils, but the disdain on his face had not disappeared, when he saw three black cars slowly coming up from behind them, he immediately said incredulously: "Won't it?" It's so blatantly coming up, it's really in Lao Tzu's hands...... No way! It's the cops, get moving! ”