Chapter 11 Threats
In a small pharmaceutical company, an old man with white hair is listening to a song on the radio.
He's been making a big deal lately.
A man and a woman bought a large amount of drugs with him, and borrowed his warehouse to do something.
What, to do bad things?
Hehe, it's his business, what does those kids have to do with him?
He only knew that since these people were doing shady things, he could ask for a price.
Ha, you have the ability to call the police.
What, I'm also complicit, what if the police are found out?
What to say, he's just the poor boss who was stolen from the drug, and it has nothing to do with him.
In Gotham City, it's hard to accumulate money quickly without doing something else.
Brian felt that he was such a smart person, but he didn't know that he would not be able to keep his composure at the moment.
"Ding-dong." The doorbell rings.
The man who pushed the door open walked in.
Brian looked up.
The other party was wearing a wide trench coat, his hair looked messy, and there was a foul smell, obviously a homeless man.
Brian frowned impatiently.
It's annoying that there are always such people who have no money and love to be delusional and will come to their pharmacy and ask for a cold medicine or painkiller for their daughter or parents.
He is not a benevolent church.
"Hey! Get out! There's no money for you here! Brian waved in disgust at the man who entered the store.
This man is none other than Luo Sheng.
He nodded and smiled, and walked towards Brian step by step.
"This gentleman, I'm here to do a business with you."
Brian snorted coldly, stood up and glared at Luo Sheng and asked, "Oh, yes, then what do you want to buy, marijuana, it should be painkillers." ”
"No, it's neither" Luo Sheng waved his hand and said, "In addition, I am a chef, and it may be troublesome if I am found to have marijuana in my house." ”
Brian sat back in his chair.
He was starting to get a little impatient, he just wanted to have a good cup of coffee and eat a few biscuits in such a good afternoon, but he was not in the mood to talk to a homeless man.
"Oak!"
Brian called out to the room to the side, and a man with a hat came out of the room.
This man was very burly, with a red beard on his face, and most importantly, Luo Sheng observed that the man's right pants pocket was bulging, and he seemed to be pinned with a pistol.
"How's that, tough guy, you still want to talk to me about business." Brian folded his hands together, as if to get a good look at the homeless man's panicked appearance.
Luo Sheng licked his lips.
It is impossible to say that there is no panic.
Guns are the best thing to threaten in any era, and a single shot can kill someone.
It's a pity that he doesn't have the money to buy a gun now, and even if he does give him a gun, he probably won't even have insurance.
In Gotham City.
Firearms are an important survival item, and almost ten people have a way to defend themselves, or to communicate with passers-by when they don't have money.
But Luo Sheng understands that occasionally there are some situations where there is no use with a gun.
For example, if you point a gun at dozens of other people with submachine guns, do you want to learn from a scene in a certain spy movie, where a god possesses a group of people who take out a group of people?
Don't think about it, it's really just a movie.
Then the problem arises.
What should we do when there is a huge disparity in numbers and force between us and us?
This question has already been thought about in Luo Sheng's heart.
With a kind smile, Luo Sheng did not run away, but grabbed a small thread in his clothes, gently pulled it twice, and said, "As for business, we still have to talk, but since this gentleman likes this model, then we will change to this model." ”
"Do you want me to pull it?"
Brian made a puzzled expression, looked at Nick to the side, and asked, "Is this guy an idiot?" ”
"I think maybe so, Brian, this poor clown doesn't even know what he's up against, haha."
Both of them laughed out loud because of Luo Sheng's action, and the smile was extremely sarcastic, making people very uncomfortable to listen to.
However, Luo Sheng, who was ridiculed, kept smiling, and he didn't even know if he was infected by the smiles of the two, and the whole person began to laugh wildly, as if he was a madman who couldn't control his nerves.
"Haha! Hahaha! Aha! Luo Sheng covered his stomach, and the laughter was very loud, even covering the laughter of Brian and Nick, making them look like two fools.
"Enough! Get out, right away! ”
Nick's face turned completely dark, and he took out a pistol from his pocket and pointed it at Rasen, with a very impatient expression.
He no longer wants to play such boring games with this clown.
Luo Sheng wiped away the tears from laughter, shrugged his shoulders, stood up straight, and said with a smile: "I only have two thoughts, one, sit down and talk to you, and the other, pull the line." ”
This time, instead of just gently pulling the thread, Luo Sheng pulled open his clothes, revealing a row of grenades.
And the so-called thread just now, the pull ring that connects all the bombs, as long as you pull hard, the entire pharmacy will be blown into ruins in an instant.
Brian's bulky body saw the row of bombs in this row, and the whole person shrank back in fright, and fell to the ground with a chair, screaming.
Nick remembered Luo Sheng's action of pulling the thread just now, and his face turned pale with fright.
"Oh, sir, don't get so excited, I just want to buy something with you, and I'm not here to force the demolition."
"You, what do you want?"
Brian asked tremblingly, his tone long gone from the arrogance he had at the beginning.
Luo Sheng walked to Brian's table, sat down, and calmly picked up a cookie on the table and ate it in three bites.
God knows how hungry he is now.
Brian and Nick both stared at Luo Sheng, not daring to move, knowing that Luo Sheng finished eating the biscuits and took another sip of coffee on the table, and then said, "I remember that it seems that your company has a drug called XX. ”
"Impossible." Brian subconsciously refused: "That medicine can only be bought with a special license!" ”
Luo Sheng raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and a pair of godless eyes looked at Brian, as if he could see through people's hearts.
"Do you want me to tell me about your recent sales of this drug, oh, yes." Luo Sheng glanced at the nameplate on Brian's chest, and said word by word: "Also, the ones in your warehouse that are not medicines, those that have disappeared recently." ”
"Stop! Stop it! ”
Brian glared at Rason.
There was anger in his eyes, but there was more fear in his eyes.
This man actually knows!
This man knows it all!
This man is a madman! And a madman who knows a lot!
Brian has lived in Gotham for a long time, and clearly understands that some handles may not be useful in the hands of the police, but in the hands of this kind of people, it has become fatal news.
Because they do things by no means.
It's like this person, who can tie a bunch of bombs to himself with a smile on his face to negotiate with him, can this kind of person be a normal person?
"Nick, get him a box." Brian said in a deep voice.
"Okay, boss."
Nick didn't dare to slack off, and hurriedly ran to the warehouse to get the medicine, wanting to send this crazy guy away quickly.
Rason achieved his goal and reached out his hand to pat the other party's shoulder under Brian's wary gaze.
"Thank you so much for your cooperation, Mr. Brian, your cookies are delicious."
After saying that, Luo Sheng turned around and took the strong drug in Nick's hand and left the pharmacy.
After leaving the pharmacy, Luo Sheng trotted into a certain alley, clutching his chest and panting to calm his nervous mood.
"Scared the hell out of me."
He really admired himself for daring to take a large string of plastic models to a store where people had guns to grab something.
But it's good that the boss is stupid.
If he could get a bomb, wouldn't he be able to get a drug?