Chapter 512: If it weren't for life's compulsion, who would want to be in disarray.
Levitt sat in the back seat of the BMW with his hands crossed, his eyes closed, but suddenly opened, "Go to Beverly Hills." r?anw enο½?ο½?ο½?οΌ? ο½?ο½?ο½?ο½?ο½ ?ο½?a`ο½?ο½ο½?β
"Huh? Good! Although the driver was very surprised, he looked in the rearview mirror, but he didn't dare to ask more, just hit the steering wheel, went around, and Livitt edited a sentence with a text message on his mobile phone: "Collect information from the HWP Group..."
The finger suddenly paused, then deleted it again, twisted his eyebrows, and sent it out with a different number, "Help HWP obtain the qualification for arms production." β
After about thirty seconds, the other side came back: "OK! β
Levitt breathed a sigh of relief, he just sent a message to the spokesperson belonging to the Sandy Group, a member of the House of Representatives, since he can agree, it shows that the above public opinion is not much resistant to HWP, and it is relatively lenient for HWP in the later stage.
"Hopefully that Asian won't let me down."
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"Pack your things and get ready to go back."
When he came back from the cafΓ© and got off the bus, Gao Jun said to the team members, looked at his watch, and "Buy the nearest plane ticket." β
"Is it so urgent?" Leonardo was a little depressed.
Gao Jun just pursed his mouth and didn't speak, his eyes were deep, this place... After all, it doesn't belong to its own territory, so I panicked in my heart.
The devil knows Adolf. What will Heng Chi do that dog guy do.
All he knew was that there were at least twenty shootings a year in Los Angeles.
Seeing Gao Jun's decision, Leonardo didn't talk nonsense, took two employees and walked up to the elevator in three or two steps to sort out his clothes, and about five minutes later, he walked down with his suitcase and went to the front desk to check out.
This scene was watched by a middle-aged man in the hall.
Newspapers covered his face, with a miniature headset, a little coffee on his beard, and his lips moved slightly, "The target is leaving the hotel, is there any action?" β
"No, our guys in the Middle East haven't heard from us yet, and there's no evidence that this guy is smuggling arms." The person on the other side of the headset spoke in a visibly depressed tone, "Walda, you just have to keep an eye on him." β
Walda, ICPO Los Angeles Interpol, he received a task from the headquarters in Lyon, asking him to supervise the "Middle East Eagle", the big smuggler Gao Jun!
They have already mastered their illegal smuggling channels in a country in the Middle East, and if they are caught, they can be found guilty.
"They left..."When Walda saw Gao Jun and the others walk out of the hotel and get into the car, he couldn't wait to run to an old-fashioned Buick on the side of the road, quickly hit the steering wheel, and opened his mouth wide in dissatisfaction, "Hey! Man, listen, hurry up that bastard, I feel like he's leaving L.A. β
Volda knew that if he could catch this guy, he would at least reduce the killing.
He has faith in his heart!
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Bahrain, Manama!
Located in the middle of the Persian Gulf, it is known as the pearl, and because of its unique geographical location, it has evolved into an important port and trade transit point in the Gulf region.
At this time, more than a dozen people gathered in a small western-style building near the Khamis market.
The house was surrounded by smoke, choking and snorting and pulling eyes.
"Ahem..."A heavy cough sound was slightly abrupt, attracting everyone's attention instantly.
It's a black man with sunglasses!
Holding a dagger in his hand, he turned between his fingers very quickly, and suddenly his wrist flicked, and he was directly inserted on the table, and the sharp head gave the table a chill, the black man lowered his head, and his eyes came out from behind his sunglasses, "Who will go out of today's batch of goods?" Pull down the dock, the company will reward $2,000, and I will personally reward $1,000...", he said, dropping a stack of dollars on the table.
The green Franklin is really attractive.
This black man's name is Babono, a human snake crawling from Africa, relying on his ruthlessness, he is also a tyrant in Bahrain, and later, Polonin wanted to expand the channel, so he found him and took the goods from the dock.
20% of each shipment of Babono!
A batch of goods sent to Jordan allowed him to buy this small western-style building directly, which made his ambition grow instantly.
So he spent money and found a group of outlaws to work together.
But recently, the wind has not been right, and I have been targeted.
There are often strange vehicles repeatedly going back and forth outside the door, and Babano is careful and sharp-eyed, and finds clues.
"Someone betrayed himself?!" His heart sank, his eyes swept over Ma Zai, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly, "Who is going?" β
Three thousand dollars?!
It's crazy enough.
"I'm coming!" Someone volunteered and watched greedily.
"Okay, Abella, you go, the goods are in warehouse 1." Babonor threw the car keys to the other party, picked up the dollars, waved them a few times in his hand, and suddenly took out five hundred from his pocket, handed it over, bared his white teeth, and patted the other party's shoulder very affectionately, "When you come back, I will give you two days off, and you can go to the big city with your wife and daughter." β
Arbella's eyes widened.
Metropolis...
The youngest daughter of the family often remembered it, and the corners of his mouth were raised, and he was very excited to take the key, and after saying a few words to Babano, he couldn't wait to run downstairs.
Barbonor squinted, looking at the other person's back, and didn't speak, but it seemed like he was talking a lot.
Abella walked into the warehouse, pressed the light, and saw a medium-sized truck parked inside, pulled the door quickly, got in, patted the pocket for three thousand dollars, and then took out a one-dollar coin, kissed it, and put it in the pocket of her jacket, which was a "talisman" given to him by her daughter, saying that she could bless safety.
Ignite the throttle in one go and head towards the dock.
He drove this road at least five times, he was already familiar with it, humming a small song in his mouth, very pleasant, just turned a corner, suddenly, Xiaoqu stopped, his breathing became short, only to see a police card in front of him to check.
β%*$#!β Abella cursed in a dialect in his mouth, and quickly turned around, but it was difficult for the medium-sized truck not to be discovered, as soon as he moved, the police rushed over, and the alarm bell was very harsh, and Abella began to break out in a cold sweat on his forehead, and hit the steering wheel hard, but as soon as the body turned halfway, the co-pilot hit it with a huge force, and directly forced the truck to stop.
If Abella didn't have a seat belt, he would have flown out because of inertia, he turned his head in horror, and saw a police SUV that was about to get into the glass, so frightened that he hurriedly unbuckled the seat belt, jumped out of the car, and wanted to run, but he panicked and got down, or was held down!
The heavily armed Bahraini police pressed it to the ground with a pistol to his neck, "What's in the car?" β
"It's... It is rice that is transported to the wharf. "Abella also acted according to the plot.
"Rice?"
There was a sneer next to him, and two or three white men in civilian clothes with hairy faces came over and took out their documents from their clothes, "ICPO, Interpol!" We've already found out about you! β
The blood on Abella's face faded instantly, and she stared like a crab, trembling with fear, and lost her voice, "I, I can be a tainted witness, I can testify, I'm just a cargo carrier." β
One of the detectives raised his hand, and Abella was pulled up, grabbed him by the chin, and sneered, "Now, it's too late, pull him to open the truck door." β
Abella was almost hard-pulled, several police officers had already started to pry the door with a crowbar, and with great effort, they heard a click, the lock inside was broken, and several white people were happy, as long as they grabbed the evidence, then the American side could close the net.
This is a big case!
Design a channel network worth hundreds of millions of dollars.
I was so excited that I pushed the door open, "Bang!" "A very crisp sound, like... Pull the bolt.
"Dada......"
Before everyone could react, the bullets inside pierced through the iron sheet and hit the body, and there were blood stains in the air, which was very abrupt, who could dodge in a hurry?
Abela's head was smashed at the first blow, the bullet turned its eye socket, half of the skull flew, and the remaining eye was still staring, like a soft foot lying on the ground, that eye stared at the truck, he was afraid that he would die and didn't understand, why did this have a gun?!
"Stirrups..."
A coin rolled out of his jacket pocket, and after going around, he lay quietly in a pool of blood, and if he looked closely, he could see the smiling face of a child, "Dad, when you come back, we will go to the big city to play." β
If it weren't for life's compulsion, who would want to be embarrassed.
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