Dilapidated buses drive through the rolling wilderness of the Balkans, and in the subtropical Mediterranean climate in the spring, the roads are dotted with southern European-style stone houses, wooden fences, and countless reinforced concrete bunkers, which are the result of China's national efforts to help Europe. (.)

The people on the bus were obviously curious about the two Asian faces, but the strange feeling was quickly dispelled by the skillful Arabic language of the East, and the distance from Tirana to Duras was eighty kilometers, and the bus drove slowly on the mountain road, and gradually the people on board began to fall asleep.

Two hours later, the car arrived in the Albanian seaport city of Duras, which has been in the army for many years, although it is located in Europe, but the economy is very poor, agriculture accounts for more than half of the gross national product, and the city is dominated by historic stone buildings, high-rise buildings are rare.

The two got out of the car, Dongfang Ke first found a small shop and copied a few copies of the passports of the two, seeing Liu Ziguang's puzzled face, Dongfang Ke explained: "The political situation in this country is unstable, the police are corrupt, and foreigners who are bullied will extort money, in case the passport is taken away by them, it will be troublesome, so prepare some copies on your body." ”

Liu Ziguang suddenly realized, looked at the policeman standing on the street in the distance, the policeman was full of brains, with a majestic black double-headed eagle cockade on his big-brimmed hat, his hand clasped on the armed belt, and he was issuing a ticket for a car parked indiscriminately.

"Fortunately, I brought you here, and it really saved me a lot of trouble." Liu Ziguang said.

Dongfang Ke was a little smug and replied: "In Europe, you can just follow me, you can't get out of trouble." ”

The two found a café to sit in, Dongfang Ke took the number provided by Liu Ziguang and called the supplier, ten minutes later, a Mercedes-Benz sedan stopped abruptly at the door of the café, and two bald young men jumped out of the car, both dressed in black leather and sunglasses, chewing gum in their mouths, pushing the door in and looking around, and hooked their fingers at the only two Asian faces in the store.

Dongfang Ke chuckled in his heart, just about to get up, but was stopped by Liu Ziguang with his eyes, the two bald heads walked over impatiently when they saw this, when one of them reached out to grab Liu Ziguang's shoulder, saying that it was too late and that it was fast, Liu Ziguang grabbed his fingers and pulled them down, so painful that he immediately squatted down, and the other person reacted very quickly, reached out and pulled out the pistol pinned to his waist and was about to pull the bolt, but he only felt that his eyes flashed, his hand was empty, and the gun was already in the other party's hand.

This is a cZ75 pistol produced in the Czech Republic, since 1978 when the European terrorist organization Red Brigade successfully assassinated Italian Prime Minister Moreau with this pistol, the cZ75 has become the favorite of the European underworld, similar to the popularity of m1911 in the United States, all of which reveal an old-fashioned and cultural heritage.

Liu Ziguang withdrew the magazine and used his thumb to pop out the bullets in the magazine one by one, and the yellow-orange-orange bullets fell on the wooden floor with a crisp sound, and the two bald heads were dumbfounded, and then stretched out their thumbs and praised: "Confucius, poor putty Confucius." ”

"Tell them that if they want to make a business, they should show courtesy." Liu Ziguang said.

At this time, Dongfang Ke was already shocked into a cold sweat, he was not unprepared for his new boss, but he never thought that it would be this kind of person, although he had traveled in Europe for many years, he had never dealt with gangsters, fortunately, his psychological quality was relatively strong, and he translated Liu Ziguang's words into the past, and added a sentence on his own initiative, calling Liu Ziguang his "Boss".

The other party was immediately in awe, and actually made a gesture of arching hands in a Chinese costume film, and invited Liu Ziguang and Dongfang Ke to get in the car, Liu Ziguang got up and went out proudly, Dongfang Ke took out a few lecks and threw them on the table, and followed.

The Mercedes-Benz rushed onto the street under the nose of the police, all the way against the road, and did not make much effort to come to a villa, the trees in front of the door were green, the stone slabs were paved, and the Balkan style was very strong, the four people got out of the car and entered the door, there was a round table in the courtyard, and four strong men were sitting around playing cards, and there were playboy magazines and beer beside them, and they knew at a glance that they were the bodyguards guarding the door.

At this time, Dongfang Ke's heart was already suspended in the air, followed closely behind Liu Ziguang and looked at the big men timidly, the bald young man who drove before quickly said a few words, the four people who played cards all put down the poker, staring at the visitors carelessly, the hem of the black leather jacket was inadvertently lifted, revealing the black pistol handle, Dongfang Ke was furious by them, but Liu Ziguang had a casual expression, carelessly took out a cigarette from his pocket and lit it, and slowly spit out a puff of smoke.

At this moment, Dongfang Ke decided that his new boss was by no means good.

A bearded man picked up the walkie-talkie and muttered, after receiving the answer, he stood up, shook his head at Liu Ziguang, and motioned to follow him in, Liu Ziguang took Dongfang Ke Ang into the villa, and after a few sentry posts saw their boss, a lean man in a sophisticated suit.

The man sat behind the antique desk, and when he saw Liu Ziguang coming in, he didn't greet him, and ordered someone to pour two glasses of red wine and serve them, and then talked directly about business, he sat on it and talked eloquently, Dongfang Ke followed the translator: "A total of six containers, eighteen tons of goods, the price of each ton is 10,000 US dollars, and the goods can be inspected after payment." ”

Liu Ziguang raised his eyebrows and said, "After the inspection, this point is not negotiable." ”

The man became excited, stood up and shouted, Dongfang Ke translated in a trembling voice: "He said that we don't believe him, it is an insult to a gentleman, he is very angry and wants to kill us." ”

As soon as the words fell, the bearded man standing at the door made a move, pulled out his pistol and shot Liu Ziguang twice at his feet, the smell of burnt wood and the smell of gunpowder smoke filled the room, there was a noise outside the door, and the thugs flocked in, and when they saw that there was no situation, they retreated.

From beginning to end, Liu Ziguang was smoking a cigarette calmly, not moving at all, while Dongfang Ke was already dumbfounded, sitting there with his legs shaking like chaff.

"Sir, I think what you need is not two lives, but 180,000 dollars, if that's the case, I insist on inspecting the goods first, and I won't pay you until the goods are on board, if not, then please."

Dongfang Ke trembled and translated Liu Ziguang's original words, and a smile suddenly appeared on the face of the lean man, and he said generously: "Don't mind, dear friends, this is a unique way for us to welcome new partners, my young men are real men who have fought in Kosovo, they don't like to deal with bad seeds, as you said, we inspect the goods before paying, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Kuks. Charchani. ”

Dongfang Ke breathed a sigh of relief, but at the same time became more worried, Kuks's accent was obviously the northern Albanian dialect, which borders Kosovo and has always been a place of war, and the people who come out of that place are definitely devils who kill people without blinking, no wonder even the police dare not provoke them.

Cooks sent someone to send Liu Ziguang to the wharf, at this time it was already evening, there was a drizzle in the sky, under the dim street lamps, rows of containers were like copper walls, Mercedes-Benz cars parked on the side of the trestle, several people got out of the car, holding black umbrellas to inspect the goods, the waves crashed on the shore, the freighter lights in the distance were dotted, and from time to time there was a long whistle sound, Liu Ziguang noticed that several people in the same company were hiding fierce submachine guns under their windbreakers, and immediately understood that they must have more than one competitor.

Before coming to the container, the bearded beard took out a vise and screwed the wire, opened the cabinet door, and several flashlights shone on the container at the same time, but Liu Ziguang only saw a large pile of potatoes.

The bearded shrugged his shoulders and reached out to pull the potatoes that lay in the doorway open, revealing a neatly arranged wooden box with black Chinese characters sprayed on it, a Type 56 submachine gun, 1972.

Liu Ziguang smiled and nodded, the weapons that aided Albania in the early years were finally returned to their original owners, and he was just about to signal his beard to pry open the box to take a look, when suddenly someone behind him shouted something in a low voice, and everyone turned around and saw the police lights flashing in the distance, and several police cars were speeding forward.

After returning to the villa, Kukus asked Liu Ziguang to pay again, but Liu Ziguang still insisted on paying the goods on board.

Cooks was a little displeased, but he had no choice but to agree to pay after the shipment was shipped tomorrow.

Liu Ziguang took Dongfang Ke to find a hotel in Duras City to settle down, took out a satellite phone and walked up to the rooftop to call Zhao Hui.

"Lao Zhao, is this business you arranged reliable?"

"A Russian friend often deals with them, they are not professional arms dealers, but they have a wide range of channels, and they have a batch of weapons and ammunition from the Kosovo Civil War.

"Understood." Liu Ziguang hung up the phone, went straight downstairs to the street, stopped a taxi and went straight to the dock, came to the row of containers, opened all six containers and checked them, when he looked at the first one, his expression was natural, when he looked at the second one, he had already twisted his eyebrows, and when he saw the fifth, he almost started scolding, but when he approached the sixth container, he became alert, lay on the cabinet door and listened for a while before leaving.

Near the pier, a blue and white police car was parked under the street lamp, and the policeman on night duty was sitting in the driver's cab eating hot dogs, when suddenly the car door opened, and a cold wind blew in, and the policeman only felt that it was dark in front of him and fainted, and woke up five minutes later to find that the gun was gone, along with the holster and bullet clip.

In the hotel, Liu Ziguang walked in with a cold wind, and Dongfang Ke was holding his notebook to surf the Internet, when he saw his new boss take out a black and shiny pistol, skillfully withdraw the magazine, and pull the sleeve back and forth to check.

Dongfang Ke swallowed hard, although he didn't know the model of the pistol, but he knew that the police in Duras all wore this kind of pistol, and the new boss came back with a gun after a trip, where is he sacred, for a while he couldn't help but doubt the decision he made, it seems that two thousand dollars a month is not so easy to get.

Liu Ziguang checked the Makarov pistol, stuffed the gun on his belt, looked at Dongfang Ke and said, "What about playing online?" ”

Dongfang Ke hurriedly explained: "No, I'll check the information on the Internet, this Kukus is not simple, he has fought a civil war in Kosovo, drug trafficking, arms smuggling, and human trafficking, so we must be careful when dealing with him." ”

Liu Ziguang nodded: "I know." ”

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Early the next morning, Kuks sent people to the wharf to hand over the goods, they were the suppliers, they had prepared the export license and various customs documents, and lifted the six containers all the way to the Hong Kong freighter, and Dongfang Ke also mixed with the crew to board the freighter.

According to the contract, Liu Ziguang should pay $180,000 for the goods at this time, and he was unequivocal, and immediately called Wei Ziqian in Hong Kong and asked her to transfer money to Kux.

After the completion of the cargo ship's stowage, it left the port with a whistle, and its next stop will be Marseille, France, although international shipping is cheap, but like land logistics, it will berth at various ports for distribution, so the time will drag on a little longer.

Ten minutes later, Cooks' people received a call from the boss, and he asked Liu Ziguang with a calm face: "Mr. Cooks asked you, is it a zero that is undercounted, and we only received 1,800 US dollars." ”

"That's right, it's 1,800 dollars, and your goods are worth that." Liu Ziguang said coldly.