Chapter 118: Desert Eagle, MP5 (Text)
"Huh? The note just now was not given to me by you, Third Uncle. Zhang Meng asked.
"It's not." Zhao San shook his head: "Cripple, do you remember that there is such a number one person in Hong Kong?" ”
"There are too many people here, both Vietnamese and Thai, and our Zhang family rarely sets foot in this area." Chen lame said.
"Where did the fuck come from, you actually dare to come to fight Ah Meng's idea, when this matter is over, I want to settle this place, I don't believe it, this strong dragon from outside can still be presumptuous in front of my Zhao San!"
Zhao San was originally a hot temper, if it weren't for the urgent matter at this time, he would have the intention of going back to copy the guy.
"It's just, if I hadn't jumped out to block the bullet when I was at the last shot, this guy wouldn't have died many times? Come on, come on, just charge you 10,000 yuan for the life-saving money this time, let's make a note. ”
"I said you're a little fat man, you can't pay for such a show, right? The trick of the hero to save the beauty, and then come to cheat money. Zhao San said ill-intentionedly.
With the previous appearance of Shui Yuexuan, Zhao San felt unreliable no matter how he looked at this fat man.
"You fart, fat man, I won't do such a shitty thing." The fat man scolded.
After several twists and turns, I finally found the stowaway boss.
Zhang Meng was a little speechless, dozens of people hid in the cabin, slid to Shenzhen in fear, and along the way, I saw one or two patrolling ferries from time to time, but it is estimated that these coast guards should have seen too much, warned them, and did not say much.
After going ashore, each person pays ten yuan, and the sale is completed.
Because it was a secret operation, no one came to pick it up this time, so Zhao San and the others still looked a little depressed, and they didn't know which route was better. At this time, the role of the fat man, the head snake, was reflected, and several people did not take the train, but tossed and turned the van three or four times before arriving at Dingjunshan Town in the south of Mian County.
"I said you brothers, don't fool me!" The fat man bit on the compressed dry food, and his face was very unsightly.
"There's a Wuhou tomb here, but it was bulldozed by the Red Guards when my dad was there, and now I guess there's not even a scum left! You dare tell me to go there and see if I don't kill you. ”
"Comrade Hoover, can you not be in a hurry? Since I'm here, I'm sure that I can't deceive you by looking at my honest face. ”
Zhang Meng couldn't answer at this time, so he hurriedly snorted, looking at Zhao San and the others with hard looks, don't let them unintentionally debunk it later.
Zhao San and they don't say anything at this time, this fat man's old spicy handling things along the way is not lost to some old rivers and lakes at all, in the case of not being able to use mainland relations, the fat man is indeed the only person now.
"You kid save the province, I don't think you're a good thing......"
The fat man muttered, but fortunately, the thought of getting rich occupied his head at this time, otherwise he would have seen some clues and estimated that there would be a big mess.
"By the way, fat man, have you contacted those tools?" Zhang Meng asked, if there were no tools here, then they wouldn't be able to do anything at all.
"Contacted, the price is not cheap, I got three submachine guns alone, there are two hundred rounds of bullets, twenty yuan for one shot, Luoyang shovel is five hundred and does not bargain, and there are some things that have just left the factory, I agreed to trade here in the county, and I think this time should be about the same." The fat man shook his head and said.
"This price is also expensive, I said that you are a dead fat man, you will not be a partner who cooperates with others to pit you, right?" Zhao San wrenched his fingers and said distressedly.
This is all his private money, and it still hurts a little to take it out.
"You fart, this is not Hong Kong, and others can't afford these goods if they have money." The fat man said angrily.
Zhang Meng thinks about it, owning a gun in the mainland is a big crime to kill the head, if it is not a remote mountainous area that is difficult to manage, it will not allow the possession of private guns, otherwise it is illegal.
After waiting for about half an hour, a dilapidated van drove up, and a tall and thin man got out of the car, he looked very vigilant, after all, such a cart of things was enough to take a hundred bullets. He muttered a few words to the fat man in the local dialect that was difficult to understand in the Jiangbei area, and then asked everyone to go over to inspect the goods.
"Wow, iron claw hook, Luoyang shovel, hiking boots, thick and thin hemp rope, three processed mountaineering bags, the outside looks gray and dirty, but in fact, the structure inside is intact, three MP5 small charges, and two desert eagles, full of two boxes of bullets."
"It's 87,300 in total, and I'll collect 87,000 ...... for you."
"Damn, it's so expensive, fat man, why don't I have enough money?"
Zhao San gasped, these things are estimated to be eight thousand in Hong Kong, and they have multiplied tenfold all at once, and it is not enough for Zhao San to prepare a little more money.
"Buddha, you are playing Lao Tzu!" The tall and thin man's face changed when he heard this, and a pistol was put on the fat man's waist.
"Damn, don't talk nonsense, you dead old man!" The fat man's face immediately turned white, and he quickly explained: "These friends are from Hong Kong and don't know the rules. ”
Zhao San was also confused, although he had been in the rivers and lakes since he was a child, but after all, he had been away from the mainland for too long and did not know the rules of these outlaws. This kind of saying that the money is not enough is actually a kind of code word, that is, let the other party know each other and leave quickly, this goods are going to be swallowed, if you don't agree, you will do it, no wonder the man has such a big reaction.
"I brought eight piles of ......"
"Okay, in the face of your Buddha, just take eight piles!" The tall and thin man said impatiently, but the gun in his hand had no intention of taking it back.
Zhao San took out eight stacks of brand-new banknotes from a canvas bag and threw them over, the man swept them with fluorescent lights, and then asked the people in the car to throw the three full hiking bags out of the car, and the tall and thin man seemed to be very satisfied with the big deal.
"Remind you, this Mian County has not been peaceful recently, and those people don't even dare to provoke the 'big officials', so you can do it yourself." The tall and thin man left a word, and then got into the car, not giving them a chance to ask questions.
"It's going to be bad now, I said where are you making so much money with these 100,000 yuan, and you used to make a desperate deal. This 'big official' is the black king in this area of Xiangbei, and even he doesn't dare to provoke people, how big is the background? The fat man's face changed.
Zhao San was also silent when he heard this, obviously he also knew the name of this 'big official'.
"I can say okay, if there is anything at that time, I will do this vote alone." The fat man scolded and scolded, but there was no sign of regret.
"Okay, okay, where did I say so much about you little fat man." Zhao San waved his hand and replied generously.
When Zhang Shaohong was preparing to come to this tomb, they also knew the drawings he made, and that thing was in their heads, and this fat man didn't know anything and flew a fart!
Zhang Meng and the others found a hotel to prepare to rest, after all, they had been bumpy for almost a day, and they still hadn't had a good night's sleep.
This sleep was simply dim, Zhang Meng dreamed of dozens of different scenes, and after getting up, he was sweating profusely, he was a little restless, and he always felt that something would happen.
"I hope we can catch it!" Zhang Meng prayed secretly.
His stomach rang a few times, and found that after sleeping for a while, the contents of his stomach were almost digested, and he knocked on the door of the fat man and Zhao San, only to find that they were still sleeping like dead pigs, and they had no choice but to go downstairs alone.
The owner of the house was an old man, and he was eating with some other people in Kandashan.
"Don't say that we are messy here, there have been big people, like the concubine of King Zhou You, Emperor Zhaolie Liu Bei, otherwise, how can people outside always run to our place where birds don't, obviously they want to rob the tomb! Let me tell you, a few of the people who fought the day before yesterday lived in my store, and after I left, I found a bloody coat under the bed, and I found out about it. ”
"Abel, bring me a bowl of noodles." Zhang Meng said.
"Okay, young man, you're a foreigner, I can't tell where you're from with your accent."
Zhang Meng has clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, and the uncle likes it, so he said two more words.
"My hometown used to be in the capital, and then I went to Hong Kong to make a living, and this time I came to collect handicrafts with a few elders in my family." Zhang Meng said with a smile.
This is the rhetoric they prepared before, in the eighties, there was an additional profiteering industry: antique dealers, where do these people in the countryside know what antiques, a broken bowl can be sold for a few dollars, and they are all happy, but they don't know that this change of hands is thousands of times the profit.
"Oh, I'm here to get drum antiques, haha boy, this business isn't that easy to do right now."
The old man laughed, now the people in this town are shrewd, anyway, anything will never go without a high price, and there are even people in the town who sing double reeds, tossing those antique dealers miserable.
"Abel, what's the point of the fight? Wouldn't it be dangerous for us here? ”
"Haha, don't be afraid, young man, these people are all outlaws, but it's okay if you don't provoke them, there was a group of people who lived here a few days ago, and then there was a shootout in the town soon after, if it wasn't for the bloody clothes found later, I wouldn't know these people were gangsters!" Ah Bo said very angrily, and scolded him for being really unlucky.
"Who! I'm still piling up that shirt in the garbage, and my shirt is dyed red, these gangsters are really vicious. ”
"Abel, how do you know they're heading to Dingjun Mountain?" Zhang Meng asked strangely.
"I don't know these individuals yet, they must have come to rob the tomb, if you really die, there will be one less!" Aberyun muttered to himself.
After Zhang Meng finished eating noodles, he deliberately walked into the garbage heap when he took out the garbage, and when he saw the style of the shirt, he suddenly felt a touch of despair.
"Third uncle, third uncle!"
Zhang Meng banged on the door, his eyes were a little red staring at Zhao San, this huge sound finally woke Zhao San up.
"Third uncle, I found my uncle's clothes downstairs, which were stained with blood!"