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Soon, the two ships slowed down and docked together, and the fishing boat leaned against the ocean-going freighter like a baby lying in its mother's arms, and at this time, everyone realized the size of the ocean-going freighter. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

"Who's Zhang?" An American with a dark face, about forty years old, and a body as strong as an orangutan climbed onto the freighter, his eyes did not look at Su Dafeng, who was going up, and he had a proud expression on his face.

"I am." Zhang Yang came out of the crowd and said lightly.

"You're Zhang?" After the American glanced at Zhang Yang's body, he suddenly showed a disappointed expression.

"Huh?" Zhang Yang was puzzled by the expression of this orangutan-like American.

"It's not like it...... the Americans looked around Zhang Yang, shaking their heads incessantly, and they didn't understand what he meant.

"Are you Zhang?"

Suddenly, the American walked up to Ruan Wenwu and looked at Ruan Wenwu's explosive muscles, and his eyes lit up, as if he had discovered a rare animal.

"No, no......" Ruan Wenwu shook his hand again and again, took a step back and pointed at Zhang Yang: "It's him, he's Mr. Zhang Yang." ”

"Oh......"

……

"There will be a boat to meet you later, and Mr. Zhang and Mr. Zhang's men can share a boat with me."

The American looked disappointed, checked the freighter, ascertained the number of people, made a phone call, and climbed off the ship and returned to his own fishing boat.

In less than an hour, eight fishing boats appeared at sea level.

Seeing a fishing boat appear, the boat suddenly remembered the cheers that shook the sky.

After more than half a month of sailing, they finally reached their goal, and soon, they were about to enter a world of purple and gold and red lights to pan for gold, and many people were so excited that they cried, and at this time, the ship that the American was on at the beginning was always on the side of the freighter.

Su Dafeng already knew the destination of more than 700 people well, and when the fishing boat approached, he immediately arranged for some people with similar addresses to sit on the same boat.

Under Su Dafeng's orderly arrangement, soon, the freighter, which was already crowded, walked cleanly, and the people on the freighter breathed a deep sigh of relief, and slowly accelerated away after sounding the whistle, as if nothing had happened, but there was no captain on the ship, as for how the sailors explained to the company, this was not something they needed to consider.

After getting on the fishing boat, Su Dafeng had lost control of more than 700 people, because the fishing boats kept a very long distance, and some of them simply went in different directions, although Su Dafeng was a little worried, but he was helpless.

Zhang Yang, Su Dafeng, Ruan Wenwu and the dozen or so girls sat on the starting boat.

When Zhang Yang got on the ship, he found that although the ship was very small compared to the ocean-going freighter, it actually had a lot of space, at least, there was no feeling of crowding with dozens of people in the cabin.

At the stern of the boat, there is a green carpet, on which there are some fitness equipment, and they are all heavy equipment, when they get on the boat, the orangutan-like American is holding two giant dumbbells and doing all kinds of fitness movements, the upper body muscles of the ** keep contracting, and the thick body hair sticks to the skin, like an orangutan that has been wet in the rain......

Seeing the first glance of this American's non-stop exercise, Zhang Yang Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu had an urge to laugh.

This guy looks too much like an orangutan when he takes off his shirt.

"You, come here!" The Americans seemed to feel the forced control of the smile at the corners of their mouths, although they didn't understand why they were laughing, but guessing was definitely not a good thing, his eyes rolled, put down the two giant dumbbells and pointed at Su Dafeng, and then pointed at the dumbbells on the ground.

It goes without saying that this guy is to let Su Dafeng lift dumbbells.

"Ah...... This, this...... It's not what I'm good at......" Su Dafeng's fluent English also stammered a little, looking at the two giant dumbbells, his body involuntarily took two steps back.

"You!" The Americans glanced at Su Dafeng with contempt and then fell on Ruan Van Vu.

Ruan Wenwu glanced at the two giant dumbbells on the ground and shook his head without making a sound, and suddenly, his body moved like lightning, and he saw a cold light draw a void silver light in the air......

"Ah......h

With an exclamation, the American's body froze like a sculpture, and he didn't dare to move, because the fruit knife in Ruan Van Wu's hand was already on his neck, and he could feel the unique cold aura emitted by the metal, and even, he thought that the tip of the fruit knife had pierced his skin, and a sense of fear spread in the air, and the American's eyes were wide open, and his face was palpitated.

The atmosphere on the boat suddenly became tense, and several American fishermen looked at Ruan Van Vu with nervous expressions, all with surprised expressions.

"Strength is useless."

Ruan Wenwu slowly withdrew the fruit knife, and took a step back with a blank expression.

Seeing Ruan Wenwu's movements, Zhang Yang smiled inexplicably, he thought of Aze's knife, Ruan Wenwu and Aze have a striking similarity, both like to use small knives, both are silent, and both of them advocate force.

Of course, Ruan Wenwu is still far inferior to Aze, Aze's knife is faster and his heart is more ruthless, and Aze's wisdom is obviously much higher than Ruan Wenwu's, at least, Aze will not easily believe that the captain will kill Ruan Chishan......

……

"Martial arts, martial arts!"

After a long silence, the American wiped a handful of sweat, which was fundamentally different from the sweat that had begun to be exercised, it was a cold sweat that was frightened.

The voyage was surprisingly quiet, and the American didn't seem to have the heart to exercise anymore, just kept chattering and talking on the phone.

At two o'clock in the morning, the fishing boat docked at a secluded coastline and landed with three inflated kayaks.

Except for the American who exercised at the beginning, who led the way, the people on the fishing boat all left by boat.

Crossing the beach and through the woods, they came to a road that looked narrow, almost carnable, and a little oppressively quiet.

A group of people did not dare to stand on the road, lurking in the bushes on the side of the road, and the moonlight shone into the woods, and was cut by the leaves to be extremely colorful......

The wait was suffocating, and there were a lot of mosquitoes in this woods, until half an hour later, when the sound of a vehicle was heard in the distance, and the American exhaled a long sigh of relief.

Obviously, it should be the car that responds.

Sure enough, two Buick vans stopped under a road sign and turned off their lights.

Twenty-one girls, four men, a total of twenty-five people got into two cars, although there were a lot of people, but most of the Vietnamese women were relatively thin, and they didn't seem to be crowded in the car.

No one spoke from the moment I got in the car and drove on the road, quietly.

"Address." As the car pulled up the highway, the orangutan-like American asked two words, apparently asking where the men were going to go.

"We want to meet Mr. John." Su Dafeng Road.

"No, our chairman only sees Mr. Zhang." The gorilla head didn't return either.

"We have an urgent ...... with Mr. John"

“no！” The gorilla's tone is firm, and there is no room for manoeuvre.

"......" Su Dafeng, who was tightly crowded with Zhang Yang, hurriedly glanced at Zhang Yang.

"I think, dear sir, you should take the call of your chairman, because we now have a very important matter to report to him, which is very important for the future development of your company." Zhang Yang said.

"This ......" Obviously, the identity of Zhang Yang still has a bit of weight, and the gorilla is a little hesitant.

"Make a phone call, and this call will more than double your monthly salary."

"Okay then...... Say it yourself. The gorillas were finally moved when they heard that their salary had been doubled, obviously, but it was clear that their boss was a man who didn't like to be disturbed, otherwise he would never hesitate to make a phone call.

"Who told you to call?" The phone was connected, and before it was handed to Zhang Yang's hand, a deep male voice roared from inside the phone.

"Hello Mr. John, I'm Zhang Yang, your friend."

"Ah...... Ha ha...... Friends, yes, friends! Did it go well? The old man's voice inside was stunned for a moment, and he immediately laughed heartily.

"Thanks to you, it went very well, we have made it ashore, but I have a few friends who would really like to see you."

"No, you can come." John didn't give face at all.

"Hehe, I think John is mistaken in reality, they have brought you a huge business, do you want to open a smuggling route? Do you want to monopolize the smuggling business in Asian countries? Do you want someone to provide you with a steady stream of stowaways...... ”

“……”

There was a sudden silence on the phone, a long silence, and obviously, the flamboyant words moved the old man on the other end of the phone.

At this time, Su Dafeng was secretly frightened, he didn't tell Zhang Yang at all that he wanted to cooperate with the old man to smuggle the country, unexpectedly, Zhang Yang already knew everything about his plan.

Su Dafeng suddenly discovered that he had underestimated this quiet young man.

However, Su Dafeng had a feeling that it was very safe to sit with this quiet young man.

Why do you have this idea?

Why do you trust a stranger?

Obviously, Su Dafeng couldn't find the answer he needed......

"Come on!"

After a long silence, the old man's majestic voice rang out on the phone.

……

The car drove for more than three hours, it was already dawn, two business vehicles drove to the yard of a villa, of course, this villa is more suitable to describe the manor, after entering the wall, it is almost an endless lawn, there is a delicate house on the hillside of the lawn, it doesn't look big, when the car drove to the door of the house, I felt that the house was actually very large, at least more than 800 square meters of construction area, three-story buildings, European style, in addition to the atmosphere, not luxurious, nor simple.

When everyone got off the car, they saw at the door of the villa at first sight a white old man in a white dress, the old man was in good spirits, and he seemed to be very strong, his hair and beard were gray, but he gave people a refreshing feeling.

The old man's brow furrowed when he saw a group of women, apparently, he didn't agree to let them come because he didn't want a large group of stowaways to appear in his villa.

"Hello, dear Mr. John, I am Zhang Yang, and that friend of yours asked me to say hello to you on his behalf." Zhang Yang walked to the old man's side very politely, with a respectful expression.

Inexplicably, Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu, including the group of girls, all had a delusion.

Zhang Yang changed suddenly, from a quiet and ordinary person to extraordinary, giving people an elegant aristocratic atmosphere, and even, with a bewitching atmosphere.

"Yes, it's really good, these hands are the hands with the gun!" The old man didn't let go of Zhang Yang's hand, and lowered his head and muttered, with a look of surprise.

Zhang Yang smiled silently, while Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu glanced at each other in surprise, they didn't think that Zhang Yang would be a gunman at all.

Undoubtedly, from the old man's words and Zhang Yang's noncommittal expression, it has been proved that Zhang Yang is a gunman, and he is a very powerful gunman, otherwise, as an old man, he should not be so praised.

Of course, they didn't know, and the old man was just guessing, the so-called strong generals had no weak soldiers, and the apprentices of old friends were naturally powerful, and in John's eyes, Zhang Yang thought that a third-rate killer was already very powerful, after all, he was a failed killer.

……

In Su Dafeng's confusion, a group of women were taken to the conference room to rest, and several men followed the old man to a small reception room.

In the reception room, Su Dafeng went straight to the point, and quickly conquered the old man with his own ideas, and the two reached a cooperation agreement.

In fact, Su Dafeng relies on very simple, he can find smuggling customers in Chinese mainland, while Nguyen Van Vu can find a steady stream of women smuggling in Vietnam, the old man needs to provide only to pick up people in the United States, with the power of the old man, this is a simple matter.

Of course, the conclusion of this agreement has something to do with the fact that the old man has long peeped into the smuggling business, in fact, the appearance of Su Dafeng is equivalent to someone sending a pillow when the old man wants to sleep, and he hit it off!

From beginning to end, Zhang Yang remained silent, did not participate in the negotiations between Su Dafeng and John, in fact, there is no need for Zhang Yang to participate, I have to say that Su Dafeng is a talent, he already has a comprehensive plan, including the formulation of the line, the allocation of shares and personnel, he has a perfect plan, however, it can be seen from the allocation of manpower in the plan that Su Dafeng's manpower is a little stretched......

"Okay, boys, the business is successful, and some details will be discussed later, and now, I will take you to a place that young people like."

The old man stood up, waved his big hand, and walked out first.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, I don't know what to do, only a smile appeared on the corner of Zhang Yang's mouth, it seems that this old man who failed to be a killer in the past is still haunted......

Sure enough, as Zhang Yang expected, the old man took them to the basement, which was actually a shooting range, and all kinds of weapons hanging on the wall were breathtaking.

A wide variety of submachine guns, rifles, sniper rifles, pistols, and even heavy weapons such as individual bazookas......

Even Zhang Yang has a feeling of being dumbfounded, there are too many weapons here, and this one is not a weapon collection hobby, this is almost an arsenal.

Yes, it's the arsenal!

Crates of bullets and rows of guns are only appropriate to describe with the word "arsenal".

"You can choose whatever weapon you like, there is a target over there." The old man took a silver-yellow-handled pistol from the weapon rack.

"Dada......"

As soon as the old man's words fell, a light machine gun in Su Dafeng's hand had already fired at the shooting range, and the dense bullets poured down on the target like a storm, and the target was shattered.

Fortunately, the basement seems to be made of special sound-absorbing building materials, and although the sound of the shooting is loud, it is not so deafening as to the ears, and of course, it is not pleasant.

However, everyone doesn't seem to have the habit of wearing a headset, you know, people who really love shooting like to hear the sound of bullets being fired, and from that dense sound, you can vent hormones and get the maximum pleasure from your body organs......

"The young man is good, the recoil of this machine gun is very high, you can actually control the bullet fire in a range, very good......"

"That...... Hehe......" Su Dafeng rubbed his body and sneered, he had suffered a dark loss just now, and the huge recoil made him feel that his body had a taste of falling bones.

"Zhang Yang, let's compete, how about shooting a fixed target first?"

"Please!"

Zhang Yang bowed slightly and smiled, his palm kept stroking some weapons, his suppressed thoughts and souls were about to move, obviously, this huge number of guns and ammunition made the memory and thinking in his mind active. Of course, this kind of activity is completely under the control of Zhang Yang, whether it is martial arts or firearms skills, Zhang Yang can control it freely, but those things that are ideological and surnamed cannot be completely controlled.

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

"Phew!"

……

Six bullets were fired in succession, and the electronic display next to it showed that four bullets had hit the ninth ring and two had hit the eighth ring.

Although this result is average, it has to be said that in such a situation of continuous shooting, and it is possible to achieve such a result by picking up a gun casually, which is already very good.

"Falk squid, and I didn't hit the heart!" The old man scolded in disappointment, put down the gun, and signaled Zhang Yang to shoot.

Zhang Yang didn't take the gun again, but took the old man's gun in his hand and touched it gently, and couldn't help but light up his eyes.

"Good gun!" Zhang Yang exclaimed.

"You know?" The old man smiled.

"The American Colt Python type revolver, which was one of the commemorative guns produced in 1986 to celebrate the 150th anniversary of the founding of the Colt company, was limited to 1,000 pieces, and it was characterized by the fact that the magazine wheel axle sheath under the barrel was extended to the muzzle so that the center of gravity was offset forward and overcome." Zhang Yang carefully loaded the bullets one by one and muttered.

"Okay, worthy of his apprentice." The old man laughed heartily and said, "If you like it, this gun can be given to you." ”

"Dear Mr. John, thank you for your kindness, this gun is more suitable for you to keep here than to kill." Zhang Yang smiled, he was very clear about the management of firearms in the United States, and limited edition guns like this were well documented, and ordinary people would not use this kind of gun to kill people.

"Hehe, that's right." The old man nodded.

At this time, Su Dafeng and Ruan Wenwu, who had been looking at Zhang Yang, couldn't help but be shocked, they couldn't imagine that Zhang Yang, a weak scholar, would know so much about firearms, but the two of them almost had the same idea: Perhaps, Zhang Yang happened to know a revolver very well......

At this time, Zhang Yang had already raised the pistol, and as he slowly raised the gun, the underground shooting range became extremely depressed, and every pair of eyes were staring at the hands that were as stable as a mountain, holding his breath and waiting for Zhang Yang to shoot.

(To be continued)