On Conway Street, an Audi police car swam slowly, and the national football derby was playing on the radio, and the commentator was very excited, "Bestado, the pendulum is over, he has passed the goalkeeper!" He went in... Shot!! OMG, oh my God, the goalpost saved Legia Warsaw, this, this is not in? ”

"Bang! Toot toot! ”

With the narrator's incredulous wail, the police car suddenly honked, very harsh and annoying, at least the pedestrians on the street stared at it with an unhappy look, if it weren't for the other party's car body written: "police". They can get up and kick the car door.

"Hey, Seth, be quiet." Smith, who was sitting in the passenger seat, took off the big-brimmed hat on his face and said to the black man driving with a frown.

"My zlotys, fack, are in the soup again." Seth, who was hanging as a third-class police officer, curled up the lottery ticket in his hand, pressed the window, threw it out, and raised his fist viciously, "That damn Bestador, if I meet him, I will break his legs, I can score even with my ass." ”

Smith glanced at the guy, it was only 1,200 zlotys a month, and at least 600 was spent on lottery tickets.

Sure enough, there are such fools who fatten a bunch of people.

After Seth scolded tired, stepped on the clutch, put his right hand in gear, and was about to start, a figure rushed out of the alley next to him, and hit the right hood of the car in a daze, which made Smith and the two of them stunned, looked at each other, took off the seat belt and got out of the car, Seth was just about to speak, the man grabbed his calf, a handful of snot and tears, pointed to the alley, trembling, "Kill... Killed! ”

Smith and the others were shocked, and even took out their CZ75 pistol and chased them into the alley.

At a glance, I saw Bosman lying on the ground.

"Call an ambulance." Smith half-crouched down to look at the situation and said to Seth.

The latter quickly pulled out the pager he had with him and called for support from headquarters.

Smith frowned, thrust his waist, and suddenly looked up, and saw a figure flashing past, and he hurried to chase it, but it was obviously empty, except for the garbage on the ground, not even a fart.

"Why? Something familiar? ”

……

Click, click.

The door lock slot sounded twice, and the door was pushed in from the outside to the inside, Tang Dao threw his coat on the bed, took out a cigarette from his pocket, lit it, and took a deep sip, his eyes were nervous.

He had just relied on his ruthlessness to know whether Bosman was dead or not, and that he had caused serious injuries, which was also a felony in Poland, and could lead to life imprisonment, and most importantly, he was not sure if Smith had discovered himself just now.

Tang Dao doesn't want to go to jail, and he can't go to jail!

Warsaw can't stay.

But where can't you stay? He furrowed his eyebrows and said nothing, and a thunderbolt flashed in his head.

It's 1991 ...

If the situation is the most unpredictable, it must be the Soviet Union.

At this time, he should be terminally ill, or it won't be long before the empire is torn apart and full of maggots.

Of course, this is not what Tang Dao cares about, what he cares about is whether he can get wool from Maozi, I remember that the last "Times" once published an article, roughly counting the hundreds of thousands of rifles lost by the Soviet Union during the turmoil, including advanced weapons and ammunition, which fattened a group of international arms dealers.

[Level 1 Main Quest: Wool Picking!] Obtain supplies from the Soviets and sell them for rewards. Firearms and weapons design drawings, five special operations employees (squad), random selection of rewards once, failure, death! 】

[Side Quest: Find a station, as an arms dealer you need to find your own chassis, rewards, random. 】

[Side Quest: Build a reputation, a good reputation is a necessary cash cow for businessmen, you have to make yourself a little famous, reward, and an arms bidding ticket (random country). 】

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This task suddenly suppressed Tang Dao's originally wavering heart, sighed softly, and now it seems that he is really going to run, standing up on his knees, pressing the cigarette butt into the ashtray made of plastic bottles, and the index finger is still stained with cigarette ash, and now the most tricky thing is that he has no money in his pocket, and his belongings are only 600 US dollars, and the train ticket money is not enough.

"Do you have any way to get the money the fastest?" Tang Dao turned his head to look at Osborne and Robert and asked.

"Money?" Osborne, who was originally lazily leaning against the wall, had his eyes lit up, stood up straight, and lowered his voice, "Robbing a bank, low risk, fast money, when I came back, I saw a bull bank business hall on the road, boss, should we do it?" ”

“Stop。”

Tang Dao hurriedly stretched out his hand and made a stop gesture, his face darkened, "Do you think we can fight against PSK?" Or do you think bullets grow eyes? I'm afraid we'll be on the news tomorrow, Mr. Osborne. ”

The last two words were almost uttered through gritted teeth, and it was obvious that Tang Dao was very dissatisfied with this stupid answer.

You must know that Warsaw is stationed in the 1st Commando Regiment (PSK), which is an elite unit under the Polish Special Command, and it is a formation, equipped with NATO-standard weapons, with strong air support capabilities, and is also famous in Europe.

Tang Dao didn't want to provoke the war machine before he had enough strength.

Self-aware people live longer.

Osborne was very unruly in his bones, and when he heard Tang Dao say this, he pursed his lips with disdain, and turned his head with his hands in his hands.

"Boss, I think if the amount of money is not very large, then I can sell the house." Robert shrugged, didn't know when he took a newspaper in his right hand, half-rolled it, and motioned, "There's a real estate agent's phone number on it." ”

Selling a house?

Tang Dao instinctively resisted, after all, this place carried the memories of three generations of the Tang family, but reason told him that this was the best way at the moment, took a deep breath, took the newspaper, and bolded it with a black pen: Grent Housing Agency, with the number in the back, picked up the phone on the bedside table and dialed it.

"Hey, hello, this is Grent Real Estate, how can I help you?" A thick and dull male voice on the opposite side said politely.

After Tang Dao glanced at Robert and the others, he pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window and walked to the balcony to talk to them.

"How much can this broken house sell for? The boss is so timid," Osborne began to mumble now, but in response, Robert just calmly clasped his hands and choked back, "You have to tell the boss this, I'm just a part-time worker." ”

Osborne's breath suddenly stuck in his throat, and his beard turned sideways angrily.

He was about to continue to speak, Tang Dao opened the floor-to-ceiling window and walked back, saying, "The intermediary will come in the afternoon, and now there are two things to hand over to you." ”

"Robert, you go to all the supermarkets in Warsaw's Chinese gathering areas, book 200 boxes of Erguotou, leave their phone numbers, I will contact them for delivery, and then go to the garbage dump to ask for glass bottles."

"What if they want a deposit?" Robert asked, frowning.

"Then you change the company, there will always be someone who will take a step back for the money."

Tang Dao raised his chin, Robolet nodded, indicating that he understood, Tang Dao was very satisfied with the latter's attitude, and then turned his head to look at Osborne, twisted his eyebrows, and looked up and down a few times, which made the British man nervous, and couldn't help but stand up straight.

"I remember that there were a few German-invested chemical plants in the Vistula, and you went to buy some industrial alcohol and industrial caustic soda, and now the market price is 2 cents a catty." Tang Dao counted out three Franklin cards from his pocket, ate a meal, added another one, handed it over, and said, "For the extra $100, you and Robert go out to eat something good." ”

Osborne rubbed his hands, took it very unceremoniously, stuffed it into his pocket, and asked curiously, "Boss, what are you going to do here?" ”

"You'll know when the time comes." Tang Dao didn't want to say more, and waved his hand to let them hurry up and do something. After the two looked at each other, they had to suppress their curiosity and go out.

Tang Dao actually wants to maximize the benefits.

If you sell the house and don't get much money, this money goes to the USSR to buy weapons? He had to be ridiculed to death, so he came up with a bad idea to buy some two-pot heads, mix them with some industrial alcohol or industrial caustic soda, and then use these in exchange for greater benefits.

As for the caustic soda is a strong alkali, will it kill people... Lao Maozi refrigerant can be drunk as wine, and I haven't heard of a few deaths.

Maozi's demand for spirits is even higher than that of the sea soul shirt.

I have to say, this is a magical country.

Tang Dao shook his head, went to the refrigerator to order the leftovers, and prepared to pad the bar.

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"$100? I found out that the boss was actually quite generous, Robert. ”

As soon as he went out, Osborne took out the money and flicked it gently, and the dollar made a clean and crisp sound, but his laughter was like a duck, and Robert didn't care.

The two walked out of the corridor side by side, their steps slowed suddenly, their faces tightened, and they saw a policeman walking in front of them, and it was Smith.

And Smith, out of professional intuition, felt that these two guys didn't look like good people.

The three of them passed by, and suddenly, Smith spoke, "Stop. ”

Osborne and the two stopped and turned slowly, "What's the matter?" Mr. Policeman. ”

"You live here?" Smith asked, pointing to the building.

"Our friends live here, how? Do the Warsaw police still want to restrict personal freedom? Osborne shook his feet and scoffed.

Smith frowned and took a half step back, not because he was afraid, but because the other party's mouth really stinks.

"I'm just reminding you that Conway Street hasn't been very safe lately, so be careful."

Osborne's mouth can choke people to death, "There is no place more unsafe than the Warsaw police station, I think, Bonnie. Cavill thinks so. ”

Smith's face turned green all of a sudden.

Bonnie. Cavill was a female worker at a construction site in Warsaw, but was charged with illegal XX and was controlled by the Warsaw police, but the next day, she was taken to the hospital and died, and doctors found 7 male police officers on her body.

This incident caused a stir in Eastern Europe and Europe.

Members of the women's organization staged a sit-in in protest.

Smith was in it at the time, and he was one of the Witnesses, and it was a shame for him to be a career, and now that he was being lifted, this good old man had a little urge to lift the table.

"I'm sorry, sir, it's lunchtime, I have to go to dinner with my friend, bye." Osborne raised his hand, but there was no watch on it, and with a disgusting fake smile on his face, he pulled Robert to turn away.

Smith took a deep breath and held back his anger, if it weren't for the fact that he was in a bit of a hurry now, he really had to take this arrogant guy back and ask about it, and finally took a deep look, and walked up to the familiar corridor, walked to the second floor, raised his hand, put it down again, tidied up his police uniform, rubbed his face, relaxed his facial muscles, and forgot about the unhappiness just now before knocking on the door.

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