Ding——

With a crisp chime from Petrov's phone, the screen lit up.

A photo appears on the screen.

"Are these people?"

Petrov held the phone up in front of Baskiv.

Baskief glanced at it.

In the photo, Takuichi Kawasaki is sitting upright, looking out the window with his eyes slanted over the co-pilot, seemingly staring at the photographer, and his face is not very happy.

"That's right, it's them, let it go." Baskief whispered.

"Let them go." Petrov gave orders over the walkie-talkie to his own perimeter patrol.

Soon, the convoy of eight black Land Rover SUVs began to squirm again, quickly picked up speed, and headed straight for the steel mill.

Fifteen minutes later, the convoy pulled into the gate of the steel mill and stopped on the crushed slush road.

Baskiv stood directly across the convoy, crossed his waist, staring at the lead car more than 30 meters away.

The hood is steaming hot, melting the snowflakes that fall on it and heating it up to white steam.

It was as if time had stood still.

Time ticked by, and it seemed as if a boulder had been pressed against everyone's heart, beating extremely hard.

Admittedly, this is an important moment.

Qin Fei was held hostage by several soldiers on the left and right, and there was a soldier of the "Caucasian Warrior" organization armed with an AK74 automatic rifle behind him who almost stuck the muzzle of his gun to his back - because of his previous performance in the back of the truck, everyone was very jealous of Qin Fei, knowing that this was not a master to be messed with.

Goo-Du –

Baskiv swallowed a mouthful of saliva, his brow furrowed into a Sichuan character.

Obviously, he was very unhappy with the current state of affairs.

Put on airs?!

!

He cursed in his heart.

It's all on Lao Tzu's territory, what else is there to put up?

The leader of this illegal armed organization was almost about to go berserk, and even wanted to take people to turn around and leave immediately - in the past, anyone who saw him was very enthusiastic, not to mention hugging, at least he came up to shake hands warmly, but this Fan Tianlong in front of him actually arrived, but he sat in the car for so long, and he didn't know what he was doing.

But once you think of the generous reward, there is still a hundred million dollars that died more than a dozen lives to get - Qin Fei.

Baskief felt that for the sake of the dollar bill, he could still put up with it for the time being.

Finally, the rear door of the fourth Land Rover SUV opened, and a pair of black Martin boots appeared in Bafsky's field of vision.

Then, wearing a black leather jacket and a round tactical fleece cap, Ryuichi Kawasaki, who was short in stature, stepped on the pedal and jumped off the ground from the car.

Almost at the same time, the doors of several of the Land Rover SUVs opened at the same time, and more than two dozen muscular and grim-looking bodyguards stepped out of the cars, each with an M4A1 automatic rifle with a SOPMOD modular system and a 4x ACOG scope from Trijicon.

Each bodyguard wears a tactical vest with a bulletproof insert plate attached to it, a grenade on it, and a TAC SEPPA holster on the left and right of the thighs near the hips, with two Glock 18 pistols stuck in them.

Four of them followed Ryuichi Kawasaki, slightly behind, two on the left and right, and although the muzzle of the gun drooped naturally, the index finger of the right hand was all lightly pressed outside the trigger guard, while the auxiliary left hand was lightly rested on the small tactical grip in front of the Picatinny rail, and their eyes were obscured by the gray-black tactical polarizer, making it impossible to see where their eyes were staring.

It's a highly vigilant precaution with a completely relaxed stance, and at the slightest hint of trouble, these well-trained Black Sun Bodyguards will quickly complete the process of raising their guns to aim and shoot in less than 0.3 seconds.

The rest of the bodyguards scattered around the convoy and stood at the four corners of the vehicle.

In the event of an emergency, such a formation can immediately use the vehicle as a cover and can return fire as quickly as possible.

Ryuichi Kawasaki carried a silver aluminum alloy box and walked five or six meters away from Baskief.

He lifted the box and patted it lightly with one hand.

"General, this is $150 million."

As he spoke, he turned his gaze to Qin Fei behind Baskif.

"Mr. Fan asked me to take this kid away, and the other 50 million is your honorarium for transporting our equipment and explosives raw materials this time."

"$150 million?" Baskif's face sank, and he was a little puzzled: "Didn't you say that you would transfer the money?" ”

"We've thought twice and decided that bearer bonds are better for you, General." Takashi Kawasaki: "We have intelligence that your account is not secure, and we don't want to be tracked for transferring money to you. ”

Baskief's sinister gaze swept over Ryuichi Kawasaki's face and past him towards the Land Rover team behind him.

Talking to Takashi Kawasaki about this business is obviously not a good deal.

Previously, Baskief was in charge of smuggling in the manufacturing equipment, raw materials, and finished semi-finished products of XS explosives and then providing the premises.

But now the leader of the illegal armed forces has changed his mind, and is not only willing to be the captain of the transport team of Ryuichi Kawasaki and Fan Tianlong, and transport these equipment and finished and semi-finished products to the North Caucasus, but now he has his own plan, that is, to permanently get a piece of the XS explosives project.

"I talked to Mr. Fan on the phone before, and asked him to show up today, Mr. Chuanqi, I am not disrespectful to you, but I want to meet Mr. Fan in person today, because I have something very important to discuss." Baskief said.

Ryuichi Kawasaki's face sank and said, "It's the same with me. ”

"It's different, we people in the North Caucasus are very credibility, and whoever says they will talk about it." Baskiv sneered and looked at Ryuichi Kawasaki with a look of contempt that controlled the whole situation.

He had to let Ryuichi Kawasaki know who was in charge here.

This is the first negotiation they have officially dealt with, and they can't let the Italian-Japanese half-breed in front of him underestimate him, and he must know who is the master here.

"If Mr. Fan doesn't show up, our deal will be cancelled immediately." He put on a nonchalant look, because he knew that he had eaten Fan Tianlong and Kawasaki Ryuichi.

The manufacturing equipment and other items of XS gel explosives are in their own hands, even if they turn their faces now, the other party will rely on those more than 30 bodyguards, where will it be the opponent of more than 100 people here?

Baskiv calculated that he had a complete negotiating advantage today, so he had to force Fan Tianlong to show up.

As soon as he showed up, the two sides finalized the final terms of the deal, and he could get a piece of the XS Dynamite project forever.

This is not only helpful for their own counterattack against the Russian military, but also for their own economic interests in the future, many KB organizations in the world are willing to pay a lot of money to buy this new type of explosives with strong concealment, especially their old friends in the Middle East, they have money, but lack this kind of weapon that can deal with NATO countries.

Ryuichi Kawasaki stood still and didn't say a word.

Baskiv raised his hand and snapped his fingers, and said to the people around him: "Since our guests are not sincere, then now we will withdraw immediately!" ”

After saying that, he turned his head and left, and even his old friend Petrov was a little surprised and froze in place.

The atmosphere became a little weird, and the air that had been calm became tense.

All the bodyguards, as well as those Petrov's subordinates and the soldiers of the illegal armed "Caucasian fighters", subconsciously raised the muzzle of the gun slightly, and pressed their fingers on the trigger.

Without even looking back, Baskiv walked straight in the direction of the tunnel.

One-step......

Ten Steps......

Twenty Steps......

Escorted by two personal guards beside him, he walked farther and farther away.

"Bring that Z boy with you!"

As Baskif gave an order, several soldiers immediately surrounded Qin Fei and pushed him away from the scene.

Qin Fei's mind became chaotic again.

Could it be that the treacherous and cunning Fan Tianlong smelled danger, so he broke the appointment again? He didn't plan to come here to meet Baskief?

The huge disappointment was like a boulder tied to his feet, dragging Qin Fei into the abyss of despair. (https:)

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