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Northwest people love to eat noodles, this group of people are family cousins, relatives in a village, a few of them are very good at making ramen, usually they live on the boat in order to hide people's eyes, buy flour, vegetables, beef and mutton to cook their own food, eat knife noodles.

As Liu Handong guessed, the means of transportation for transporting drugs was flat-bottomed boats, and they first took six routes, using green project vegetable trucks to transport methamphetamine to the canal wharves of inland cities, and then drove boats into the Huaijiang River.

The north shore freight yard is one of the footholds of the northwest people, it has long been stepped on clearly, there is basically no one here at night, the watchman on the barge went to the town to prostitute himself, the gate was locked, the freight yard was piled up with river sand for construction, there was no value, no one would steal, and there would be no idle people and so on.

The moonlight is very good tonight, an autumn wind blows away the haze over the city, the night sky is full of stars, the crescent moon bends, the autumn insects outside the barge are murmuring, such a beautiful day, but to die under the gun, like Ma Hongzheng was loaded into gasoline barrels and sealed with cement and thrown into the river, it is really a bad scenery.

The sixth uncle asked, "Have you eaten it?" ”

Liu Handong replied calmly: "I came out in a hurry, I didn't eat dinner." ”

"Give him a bowl of noodles and a pair of chopsticks." The sixth uncle said.

Someone helped Liu Handong serve a large bowl of noodles, which are not the dried noodles sold in the city, but handmade ramen, sprinkled with green green onions and coriander, and poured a spoonful of chili oil, this chili oil looks red, but it is not spicy at all, but it is extremely fragrant, which adds a lot of color to the ramen.

The hot noodles were brought to Liu Handong, and a pair of chopsticks were placed on the bowl.

"Eat." The sixth uncle said kindly.

Liu Handong was not polite, took the dishes and chopsticks, squatted on the ground and ate noodles, gobbling them up, sucking and sucking and sweating.

"What's going on, isn't it delicious?" The sixth uncle asked.

"It's delicious." Liu Handong didn't raise his head.

"It's delicious, eat another bowl, Erga, and serve another bowl." The sixth uncle said, "It's Ergara, he used to open a ramen restaurant in Shanghai, Pudong, Shanghai." ”

"No wonder." Liu Handong chatted while eating, "Somersault, authentic, is the shortcomings of beef." ”

"I haven't had time to buy the meat yet, so I'll give you a plate of dry cut beef next time." The sixth uncle also held the bowl and drank the soup slowly, he was older, and the degree of eating was obviously not as good as that of young people.

Liu Handong smiled honestly, glanced out the window, the cement mortar was almost stirred, this time he was more experienced, cement used more than sand, and it must be difficult to break the corpse sealed inside.

Looking around, the people in the northwest are all wearing very plain, navy blue chemical fiber trousers, long-sleeved T-shirts and jackets, keychains hanging from their waists, greasy heads, and unshaven beards.

Liu Handong's eyes fell on the board, there was a kitchen knife, an ordinary grocery store bought steel kitchen knife, the wooden handle had been soaked black by sweat, the blade had just been sharpened, and it was extremely sharp.

Horizontal and vertical is death, it is better to fight to the death, Liu Handong's muscles began to tense, his legs were accumulating, he planned to grab the kitchen knife first, hold the sixth uncle hostage, and then move the camera.

When thinking about this, Liu Handong was not afraid at all, he was used to licking blood on the knife edge, and his nerves had become very big, and these northwest men were also arrogant and uninhibited, knowing that Liu Handong was extremely dangerous, but they didn't tie him with a rope and gave him food.

Just as Liu Handong was about to break out and hurt people, an off-road vehicle drove into the freight yard, the lights were bright, everyone stood up, Ma Xiaohu pulled out a gun and pointed it at Liu Handong: "Don't eat, people are coming." ”

It was a Toyota domineering, the car stopped, but the lights were not extinguished, and a person jumped out of the car, lean and thin, it was Zhan Ziyu.

Zhan Ziyu came alone, and his extraordinary courage won the respect of Ma Xiaohu, he walked up and shook hands with Zhan Ziyu, turned back and pointed at Liu Handong, the two whispered, and shook hands cordially again.

Ma Xiaohu hooked his hand, Liu Handong was escorted over, a layer of gravel was laid on the ground of the freight yard, and it creaked when he walked, Liu Handong's heart was slowly getting cold, Zhan Ziyu was a difficult enemy to deal with, he and Ma Xiaohu joined forces, and his chances of winning were not great.

The two sides stood together, Zhan Ziyu sniffed, and greeted Liu Handong: "I haven't seen you for two years, right?" You look good. ”

Liu Handong was not afraid at all: "You are not bad, the six-step pavilion raises people." ”

Zhan Ziyu's face changed slightly, and he vaguely felt a dangerous existence.

"Boss Ma, the payment will arrive soon, you can do it first, just do it here." Zhan Ziyu took out a cigarette and lit it, and when the lighter was lit, his yin face was red, and the handle of the pistol could be faintly seen in the open suit placket.

Ma Xiaohu raised his gun and aimed it at Liu Handong's temple, and several big men behind him also held their pistols and glanced around vigilantly.

"Have you eaten enough? Be a full ghost, and don't blame me. Ma Xiaohu's thumb broke off the hammer.

Zhan Ziyu looked at Liu Handong with interest, expecting him to tremble and beg for mercy.

Liu Handong stood in the wind, majestic: "You surnamed Ma are not righteous, you play yin, where am I sorry for you!" ”

Ma Xiaohu said: "I'm sorry brother, I can't help it, I'll burn more paper for you when I go back." ”

Liu Handong gritted his teeth and wanted to crack.

Ma Xiaohu's fingers pressed the trigger, Zhan Ziyu held his breath, and forgot to smoke the cigarette, he had been looking forward to this moment for a long time, Liu Handong was shot in the head in front of him, red and white sprinkled all over the ground, what a happy revenge, but unfortunately he didn't do it himself.

"** is not righteous, I won't spare you if I die!" Liu Handong scolded.

Suddenly, Ma Xiaohu put away the gun and asked Zhan Ziyu: "Where is the money?" ”

Zhan Ziyu was stunned: "The money will arrive soon." ”

"I can't kill him if I don't have the money." Ma Xiaohu said very strictly.

Zhan Ziyu took a deep breath, how could these capricious Northwest people be so unparticular about doing things, he was killing again, but he was alone, and it was inevitably a little difficult to kill this vote.

"Wait a minute, I'll make a call." Zhan Ziyu said, turned around and walked to the open area, and called Li Feng.

Li Feng was in the car, and when he received a call from Zhan Ziyu, he said impatiently: "What's the hurry, I'll be there soon." ”

Zhan Ziyu said: "Do you want to make a foreign fortune? ”

"How?" Li Fengdao.

"I'm trading with the last family from the northwest in the freight yard, they brought more than a million goods, if you can do them all, the goods belong to you, I don't want it at all."

"Really?" Li Feng became excited.

"Did I coax you, not only did the goods return to you, but I also gave you a big favor, do you want to know who the person who burned the Black Forest is?"

"Who is it?"

"You'll know when you come." Zhan Ziyu hung up the phone.

His plan to drive the tiger and welcome the wolf is a bit ruthless, because he doesn't dare to guarantee that Li Feng will destroy himself when he is red-eyed, but the difference in strength between the two sides is not big, and it is convenient for him to fish in troubled waters, whoever has the last laugh is the big winner, Zhan Ziyu has this confidence.

Three more cars drove into the freight yard, a Toyota pickup truck, and two large-displacement off-road vehicles, all of which were bright xenon headlights, illuminating the freight yard like daylight.

Ma Xiaohu and the others stood in the light, a little unnatural.

"Put the lights out!" Ma Xiaohu shouted.

Li Feng jumped out of the car, picked up a cigarette, and his subordinates helped him light it, and more than a dozen people lined up in a long line, all holding guys in their hands, pistols, five companies, and knives, and they were very imposing.

Zhan Ziyu walked over and exchanged words with Li Feng: "Brought the money?" ”

"Brought, five million." Li Feng smiled cruelly, he looked at these people as if he were dead, including Zhan Ziyu, of course.

A younger brother opens the compartment of a Toyota pickup, and a pile of banknotes is exposed to the light.

Everyone's eyes widened, five million cash was not something that could be seen casually.

Zhan Ziyu walked towards Ma Xiaohu again: "See the money?" Do it. ”

Ma Xiaohu pulled out his pistol and aimed at Liu Handong's head again.

"Bring the money over." Ma Xiaohu said.

"Where's the goods, let me see." Li Feng said.

Ma Xiaohu looked at Zhan Ziyu suspiciously, he didn't understand what Li Feng said.

……

Ten minutes ago, Geng Zhi touched the freight yard, he hid in the dark, moved quietly, approached the barge, in order not to make a sound, took off the leather shoes, when Ma Xiaohu and others escorted Liu Handong out of the barge, pulled out the gun, Geng Zhi subconsciously took out the gun, but touched the emptiness, his gun was handed in, except for a strong flashlight, unarmed.

The arrival of Zhan Ziyu and Li Feng and others in 6 continued, which made Geng Zhi excited, and the important people in the drug trafficking chain were basically all here, if the police brigade arrived in time, how beautiful it would be to have a pot, he gave Cai Husheng a message, did not reply, gave the second to get the information, and returned, saying that the convoy was blocked on the second bridge, and it was estimated that it would take half an hour to arrive.

Geng Zhi almost smashed his mobile phone, and in the open space of the freight yard, Ma Xiaohu aimed at Liu Handong again, seeing that his comrades were about to be sacrificed, Geng Zhi suddenly touched the laser pointer on the keychain.

This laser pointer was used in the case analysis meeting, used to indicate the content on the ppT, and in a hurry, he turned on the laser pointer and shot at Ma Xiaohu.

Ma Xiaohu was about to pull the trigger, and suddenly felt that something was wrong, looking at his chest, the red light flashed, and if he looked closely, it was a red light spot the size of a dime coin, he was a military fan, and he knew that this was the light from the laser sight on the sniper rifle, and he was locked.

"What do you mean!" Ma Xiaohu became excited, and he subconsciously thought that Zhan Ziyu and Li Feng and others were going to deal with him.

"How the do I know what it means?" Li Feng spit out the cigarette in his mouth, the fake money in the carriage can't be seen, and he must strike first.

As soon as the signal came out, the subordinates brushed their guns together.

The Northwesterners, on their part, also raised their guns.

Zhan Ziyu didn't pull out his gun, he slowly retreated: "Don't be impulsive, don't be impulsive." ”

In the artemisia grass that is more than one person tall by the riverside, Choi Jung-ho, who was wet all over, slowly opened the waterproof package, took out his North Korean-made 68-style pistol, held the gun with both hands, and steadily standardized Ma Xiaohu 50 meters away.

The effective range of the pistol is theoretically 50 meters, in fact, it can hit the target within 25 meters is considered a sharpshooter, most pistol engagements are born at a distance of more than 10 meters, or even a few meters, 50 meters away, too light pistol bullets are easy to float, unless it is in an excellent shooting environment, the level of the Olympic champion dares to support this big.

Choi Jung-ho narrowed one eye, his breathing was smooth, his heartbeat was normal, and his thoughts returned to the past.

Captain Choe Chung-ho of the Fifth General Directorate of the Ministry of National Security of the Democratic People's Republic of Korea (DPRK), dressed in military uniform and with high spirits, stood on the shooting range with one hand and aimed at Lee Myung-bak's full-body target 50 meters away.