Chapter 1209 The Missing Muay Thai Fighter

This modified M1911 submachine pistol is Barry's killer weapon, and it will not be taken out until the critical time, and this time it is specially brought to wash away the insults suffered a few days ago, and at all costs to get back the batch of goods that were lost last time, this gun is the biggest support.

Just as Barry was about to jump into a gap in a broken wall, a phone rang behind him, and it was Wu Liang's mobile phone that rang, and if the foreign gunman jumped into the wall in a second at night.

Wu Liang glanced at the dark factory opposite, and then at his mobile phone, he had a strange feeling in vain, as if a pair of eyes were watching their every move in the dark, gritted his teeth and connected the phone.

"Mr. Wu, you seem to have forgotten something, right? Do you want to bring a few broken flashlights and exchange them? There was a hint of banter in his hoarse voice, as if he was laughing at their ignorance, which also made Wu Liang nervous, and from this sentence he could draw a conclusion, the goods are here, and the robbers are also here.

Wu Liang sneered: "The money is in the car, how to trade?" He was now certain that the robbers were hiding in the shadows, otherwise he wouldn't have known they were carrying a few flashlights and weren't carrying a cash box.

The hoarse voice said: "Give you two minutes to come in through the main entrance with the money, and you will soon be able to see the goods, otherwise the transaction will be canceled." This time the call was not hung up, but was waiting for further action from him.

Wu Liang gritted his teeth, turned around and opened the car door, and took out a large woven bag from inside, which contained five million US dollars, which felt heavy in his hand, making his heart ache inexplicably.

The three of them hugged Wu Liang and walked into the main entrance of the flour mill, and saw a large courtyard paved with cement floor, which used to be used as a place for loading trucks and transporting goods in the factory, but after the fire, it was a mess, and on the opposite side were several warehouses that were burned beyond recognition, and the black paint added a bit of gloom.

"Go forward, there is a bamboo basket at the door of the second warehouse opposite, and then we will use this thing to contact, and you can get the goods immediately." The hoarse voice sounded in vain, and he said a word to himself without waiting for Wu Liang to have any chance to talk, and directly cut off the phone.

Wu Liang gritted his teeth and snorted, walked quickly to the door of the designated warehouse opposite, swept the ground with a flashlight, and sure enough, he saw a dilapidated bamboo basket, and reached out to touch it, it was an old-fashioned brick walkie-talkie, and I don't know which thrift store it was picked up from, and even the antenna on the top was broken, but this old object is effective within a few hundred meters.

Wu Liang, who hadn't used the walkie-talkie for a long time, didn't know how to use this thing for a while, and he didn't call after a few times, but fortunately, Cai Kun next to him reached over, pinched a protruding button on the top and rotated it, and there was a rustling sound in the walkie-talkie.

"Answer me three questions, and then I will show up to trade with you, give a little sweetness before answering the questions, there is a package of things you like at the door of the first warehouse on the left, which is my sincerity, and I got a word." The voice on the walkie-talkie was even more hoarse, with the rustle of electrical pulses.

Cluck! Wu Liang's teeth clenched, and he made a gesture to Cai Kun beside him, signaling him to take back the 'sweetness' that guy said.