The small courtyard of the fishery association is very ordinary, and there is a three-story building next to it, which can be seen in all directions. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 There were three or four guided cars parked in the info yard, and there was no one in them either.

Goethe surveyed the courtyard and whispered to Duchamp with satisfaction.

Seemingly unintentionally, he raised his wrist and looked at his watch, which showed infrared information indicating that there seemed to be quite a few people in the small building of the Fisheries Association.

He looked up sensitively and looked upstairs, where in a room on the third floor, a man was looking down at him through the window, and when he saw Goethe noticing him, he kindly raised his palm as a gesture of kindness.

"The house is full of people in charge of guarding on our side, so don't worry." Mr. Merlin's deputy, noticing Goethe's gaze, explained beside him.

Goethe nodded with satisfaction, the number of people in the house was still acceptable. He said to Mr. Merlin, "Please open the door and let our car in." ”

Merlin and the deputy glanced at each other, and the deputy himself went to open the gate of the courtyard, and outside, a black SUV drove through the square road towards the gate.

"It's this car, right?" Merlin asked in a low voice.

Goethe stood beside him, clasped his hands and said, "Yes, it's our car." ”

It was also the first time he had seen the car, but the license plate was clearly the number Duchamp had mentioned.

All the seats in the back of the car were removed for loading and used as a pickup truck.

After Duchamp drove the car in, he jumped out of the car door and opened the back door of the car to let the other party see the stuffed goods inside.

Mr. Merlin smiled happily, and the assistant took out a walkie-talkie and shouted: "The technical team comes down to inspect the goods." ”

Duchamp scanned around, and there were more than twenty people in the building. Seeing the size of the dots shown on the minimap, his eyebrows raised slightly, and there was a master upstairs.

He scratched his ears and whispered to Goethe: "What about the money?" ”

Goethe's mouth gestured to his men standing in the corner of the parking lot. Duchamp grinned and walked over, took a box from one of the hunters and opened it, pretending to admire Mira, but in fact whispered into the speaker: "There are more than twenty people upstairs in the fishery association, and one of them is a master. Now come out five. ”

One of the five people who came out of the fishery association put on white gloves seriously, took down a box of goods from the car, opened it, took out a leather bag at random, took out a tactical guide from it, examined it carefully, opened the back cover and looked at it, put it back with satisfaction, and pulled out a few more at random. After checking five or six times in a row, he said with satisfaction: "That's right, it's the same as the sample." ”

Goethe clasped his hands and added: "There are 30 boxes of 100 each, and we have checked the quality before. ”

The man nodded in satisfaction, and the other man ran to start the truck, reversed it in front of the SUV, and began to pack.

The man in the white gloves meticulously inspected box by box, not letting go of each box, and the others were responsible for moving the boxes, and more than half of the goods were inspected in a blink of an eye.

Seeing that this business was about to be successfully concluded, the hearts of both parties began to relax.

At this moment, the voice of the trafficker came from the contact device: "On the street on the right, from north to south, there are two suspicious vehicles driving towards us, the speed is fast, pay attention to vigilance." As the vehicle approached, the trafficker's voice became lower and lower.

The wolf looked down from the bell tower and said hurriedly: "There are two black cars coming fast in the direction of the square on the left, and according to my feelings, this must be for our deal!" ”

Duchamp's face changed suddenly, and he rushed over to move the remaining boxes of goods to the ground, and said, "You guys check the goods slowly, we are in a bit of a hurry, so we have to go first." ”

On the other side of the communicator, the wolf looked at the vehicles passing under the bell tower, and quickly said: "Both cars have turned right, the situation is not good, you should quickly retreat and hide." ”

In the courtyard, Merlin noticed that the mood of the hunters had changed dramatically and asked, "What's wrong?" ”

Goethe put it briefly: "There are four small guide cars outside, outflanking this side at two ends. He grabbed Mr. Merlin, squinted his eyes, and asked, "Is this your man?" ”

Mr. Merlin knew that he was suspected of becoming a hostage, but he tried to be as calm as he could, "No, our people are all in the house, and besides, how could we do such a thing." ”

The trafficker squatted on the side of the road, stared sideways at the two guide cars speeding by, and said hurriedly in a small voice: "I can see clearly, it is an armor modified by a civilian off-road vehicle without permission, not the armament of the regular army, it is likely to be a red constellation, and it will reach your position in three minutes." ”

Goethe listened to the latest information about the dealers coming from the headphones, observed the reactions of the trading partners in the small courtyard, quickly made a judgment, and said coldly to Merlin: "Then let your people hurry up and the guys, the uninvited guests will be here in two minutes." ”

Merlin's deputy heard their conversation and hurriedly shouted over the walkie-talkie: "Quickly observe if there are any suspicious vehicles approaching, and prepare for the battle sequence." He turned to the commotion in the yard and shouted, "Move the goods on the ground into the house, and the non-combatants will be hidden." ”

Several subordinates were in a hurry. Duchamp started the buggy and stuck out his head and shouted to Goethe: "Get in the car, we'll get out at once!" ”

The wolf shouted quickly in the headphones: "It's too late, they have blocked both sides of the street with cars, and the guide car can't rush out, you guys quickly hide, look for an opportunity to break through the wall, I will cover you here." ”

Duchamp frowned, this car is not bulletproof, and it doesn't seem like a good choice to rush out. He abandoned the guide car and turned his detection on full swing, observing the rapidly approaching yellow dots around him, some of which were clearly moving in a regular pattern. He smiled wryly and told Goethe: "Someone is approaching quickly outside the wall behind, and we are being dumplings." ”

Goethe made a quick decision and chose a choice that he was very unwilling to make: "Go upstairs!" Fight back with the help of building concealment. ”

He looked to the left and right, and saw that his intended hostage, Mr. Merlin, was still busy moving the heavy boxes on the ground with the others indoors.

"Leave it alone, just throw it on the ground, and no one will notice it when the fight starts." Goethe roared and stopped their suicide. As soon as he gestured, the hunters pulled out their weapons and stormed into the small building, looking for a suitable hiding place in the building.

Mr. Merlin listened to Goethe's words, dropped the goods on the ground, looked at the yard, and thought that the wagon should be reversed into an inconspicuous corner.

Goethe yelled: "It's too late! He pulled Merlin and quickly retreated. Duchamp ran forward and closed the door of the van tightly.

Hurried footsteps could be heard outside the walls. "Da Da Da!" Submachine guns were erected on the wall, and a burst of fire was fired into the courtyard.

Merlin, a merchant of rules, was carried by Goethe through the yard, and although it took him only six or seven steps to run into the house, he felt as if centuries had passed. He shook like chaff and was thrown to the ground by Goethe.

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