After listening to Zheng Kun's words, Ghost Foot Seven pondered for less than a second, waved his hand, and said to the people behind him: "Leave one car, drive away the other, if you can't sit down, take a taxi, go to the hotel, wait for ten minutes, and start serving!" ”

Zheng Kun, who was standing aside and turned his back, was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and a smile appeared on his vicissitudes of life, but he didn't speak.

"Okay, I know, Brother Seven!" The leader of a strong man, said with a smile, and led everyone away.

Ghost Foot Seven watched everyone get into the car, and then left, silent for a long time, and asked Zheng Kun: "Brother, what about our more than 200,000 yuan, don't you need to bring two more people?" ”

"Hehe, it's okay for these people to eat and drink, you really give him a gun, you ask them who will shoot? What's the use, just the two of us, let's go! Zheng Kun smiled, patted the shoulders of Ghost Foot Seven, smiled and walked towards the Jetta car, and sat in the co-pilot.

Ghost Foot Seven walked to the driving position with a little limp, and fired at least three times before encouraging the Jetta, who didn't know how many hands. Zheng Kun elbowed, leaned on the window, was silent for a long time, and said casually to Ghost Foot Seven: "Old Seven, driving this car, isn't it your temper?" ”

"This place is xenophobic, a native bastard, it's very difficult to eat and eat, not to mention me, a foreigner!!" Ghost Foot Seven slowly started the car and said helplessly.

"Bad economic conditions?" Zheng Kun looked out the window and asked lightly.

"Make do with it, there are 220,000 in the back seat, and the family is here!" Devilfoot Seven drove the car and replied.

"Hmm!" Zheng Kun was stunned for less than a second, nodded in agreement, and stopped talking.

The two of them drove the car, walked for less than ten minutes, and drove along the train station to the outside of the city. Devilfoot Seven took out the phone, recalled a number, and slowly dialed it.

"Hello? Old Seven? The phone was answered in less than twenty seconds, and a middle-aged voice came from inside.

"Wind forest! My brother is out, and the thing I told you a few days ago has to be done today! Devilfoot Seven said with a smile.

", why don't you say hello in advance?" The voice on the phone was stunned for a moment and asked.

"My brother is doing something, do you have to say hello to me in advance?"

"Do you have to be today?"

"Must drop!"

"Okay, twenty minutes, there is a land temple in the south of the city, I'll be waiting for you there!" The voice on the phone thought for a moment and said slowly.

"Thanks, I'll be right over!" Ghostfoot replied politely and hung up.

Zheng Kun, who had been silent beside him, touched his chin and asked casually: "Is it a support?" ”

"It's okay, we've known each other for a long time, the relationship has always been good, it's okay to get together together, he's a friend of mine in Shenyang!!" Ghost Foot Seven said proudly.

"Oh, hehe!" Zheng Kun nodded, smiled, stretched out his hand and asked at Ghost Foot Seven, "Are there nail clippers?" The finger cover is JB long again! ”

"In your clasp!" Devilfoot Seven casually agreed.

After making the call, Ghost Foot Seven stepped on the accelerator, sped up, and rushed to the south of the city. The road out of the city was a bit difficult, and the road was full of thin ice, so after about half an hour, Ghost Foot Seven's car slowly stopped at the gate of the Land Temple.

This place is very deserted, no one comes up here in the winter, the ground is full of half-meter-thick snow shells, and no one cleans up, and the car is not easy to enter, so it is parked at the land temple, not far from the fork in the road.

"Quack! Quack! Zheng Kun lowered his head and cut his nails seriously, and he didn't speak, there was music in the car, and Ghost Feet was humming a little song, which was quite Jb's atmosphere.

"Squeak!!" A new Mercedes-Benz business suddenly drove over from the fork in the road, stopped behind the Jetta, and honked the horn twice.

"Brother, I'll go down!!" Ghostfoot Seven said with a smile.

"What? Inconvenience? Zheng Kun looked at his nails, looked up and asked.

"We're alone here, this is the rule! Hehe! Devil's Feet and Seven Teeth said.

"Then I'll go down and I'll be done!" Zheng Kun nodded, pushed the door open, walked down, and waved his hand at the Buick behind.

There were four people sitting in the car, and when they saw Zheng Kun coming down, the door behind them opened with a bang, and two people walked down from the car. The two of them were carrying huge black leather bags in their hands, and when they saw Zheng Kun, they nodded, Zheng Kun also smiled and nodded, and then the two of them carried things and walked towards Jetta.

And Zheng Kun glanced up at Mercedes-Benz, put his hands in his pockets, walked over slowly, and asked with a smile: "This car is good?" ”

"It's okay, smuggling, it's cheap, buddy is not cold, get in the car and sit in the cold!" The driver in the car lit a cigarette and replied with a smile.

"It's okay, I'm used to working outside!" Zheng Kun is a plumber in prison, often outside the prison area, swaying in the walls, and he is really not afraid of the cold.

"Just put it on?" The person inside was stunned for a moment and asked casually.

"Well, a little mistake, hehe!" Zheng Kun replied casually.

"What's the case?"

"Armed robbery of escort vehicles!" Zheng Kun replied casually and continued to bow his head and cut his nails.

"Cow B!" The two people in the car were completely speechless.

"Hehe, I'm in a hurry, I picked up a life!" Zheng Kun can see the two of them, and what he wants to ask is, why didn't you get shot by Jb?

"Oh, what happened to the 8/9 student movement, right?" The people in the car were stunned for a moment, and asked if there was a ride.

"Hmm!" Zheng Kun nodded

At the other end, in the Jetta car, Feng Lin got into the car and sat in the back seat, and the assistant who was holding things sat in the co-pilot.

"These games should be in Shenyang, except for my wind forest, no second person can be so neat!! Do you believe it, Devil's Feet Seven? Feng Lin patted the money box in the back seat, opened it with a snap, and bared his teeth and said.

", don't JB brag, just take a look at me!" Ghost Foot Seven rolled his eyes, and at first glance, he was familiar with the wind forest.

"Show you the goods for Brother Seven!" Feng Lin took the small rulers, roughly pulled the banknotes in the money box, nodded, and said a word to the person in front of him.

"Whoa!!"

The black leather bag was opened, the ghost feet looked inside, and the assistant pulled out a handful of five or six micro punches, and said lightly: "Thirty thousand handfuls, seamless steel pipes, poured out of the military industry, the whole hundred shuttles, there is no problem, a total of four, 120,000!" ”

"Whoa!"

"Sawing, five consecutive shots of double barrels, eight, eight thousand handfuls, a total of sixty-four!"

"Five thousand pistols, six, thirty thousand!"

"Four large hemp thunderbolts, bullets of various types, the same 500 rounds, these toys should count you a total of 6,000 yuan!!"

The assistant took out all kinds of controlled firearms one by one, and quoted the price for each one. Ghost Foot Seven looked at the things inside, nodded, and didn't bargain, but nodded seriously, and said to Fenglin: "Thank you!" ”

"Wouldn't it be nice to sell some medicine? It's so old, what are you doing with all this stuff,! Feng Lin said helplessly.

"Sold enough!! It's not interesting! Devil's Foot replied.

"Okay, you just have a number in your heart, call back!" Feng Lin sighed and said slowly.

"Then you go first, I'll call you in the next few days!" Ghost Foot Seven nodded, but he didn't keep the wind forest.

"Bang dang!"

Feng Lin tidied up his clothes, carried the suitcase in the back seat, turned around and walked out of the car with his assistant.