At this time, in the warehouse No. 1024 of Beicang Wharf, two groups of people were nervously confronting each other.

One of the two groups wore a suit and leather shoes, and the tie was emblazoned with the emblem of a hideous crocodile head.

The other group is dressed as a boy, each armed with an AK-47, and is murderous.

"Duan Kun, we have already negotiated the price in advance, and it seems that it is not in accordance with the rules for you to temporarily increase the price." Among the men in the suits and leather shoes, the man in the lead was the first to speak. This person is dressed in a gentle manner, but his eyes are as sharp as a knife, and he is obviously not a simple character.

"I do things in Tsim Sha Tsui Duan Kun, that's it!" Among the old boys with guns on the opposite side, a young man with tea-white hair stood up.

The young man's voice was hoarse, his eyes were straight, and there was a morbid violence in his eyes.

"Everyone knows that your crocodile gang's goods are not clean, and now except for me, Duan Kun in Tsim Sha Tsui, who else dares to take your goods."

The man who called himself Duan Kun said, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed in the direction of the leader of the Crocodile Gang, which seemed to be an unintentional move, and seemed to be a silent warning, "Our brothers, all licking blood from the knife edge, are behind the murder case, and we are the only ones who are not afraid of anything and dare to take the goods of the Crocodile Gang." ”

"And how much are you going to add?" The man in the suit was stunned, and his eyes were like swords, which was suffocating.

"I'm going to ...... Million! The corners of Duan Kun's mouth grinned in an exaggerated arc, his eyeballs rolled stiffly twice, and his eyes stared straight at the man in the suit, "Give me one million, and I guarantee that this batch of 'goods' will cross the sea safely and be delivered to Xiangcheng safely." ”

"A million?" The leader of the crocodile gang laughed angrily, his face flushed with rage, and his five fingers pressed to his waist, almost pulling out his gun.

The atmosphere in the warehouse suddenly became tense.

"I'll give you two million!"

Unexpectedly, at this moment, a male voice that was so cold as if it was a mechanical synthesized sound suddenly came from the back of the Crocodile Gang crowd.

When the Crocodile gang heard this, they immediately split their way, and saw a man wearing a sermon robe and a black hood slowly walking out from behind.

"You say, you're going to give me two million!?" Duan Kun was taken aback by the appearance of the black-robed man, he seemed to behave arrogantly, but in fact he was a bold and careful person, otherwise he would not be the "boss" of this group of outlaws.

Since the beginning of the negotiation between the two sides, Duan Kun has been observing everyone in the crocodile gang's camp.

But from beginning to end, he didn't notice the existence of the black-robed man.

It is said that this black-robed man is dressed so strangely that he should be very conspicuous when he stands in the crowd, but Duan Kun has no impression of him.

It's as if he selectively ignored the existence of the other party!

"That's right, I'll give you two million, a million deposits, and a million afterwards. Your duty is not to let any outsiders approach this shipment, as long as you transport the 'goods' to Xiangcheng safely, the money will be all yours." The black-robed man spoke again, his voice as cold as a lifeless machine. This voice is not hideous, but it makes people feel a chill in their hearts.

That is the instinctive fear of human beings about things that look like people and are not human.

Duan Kun shuddered suddenly, he felt a tremor from the bottom of his heart, this feeling should have disappeared long ago since he strangled his parents with his own hands.

"I see, sir!" Duan Kun swallowed hard and slowly spit out six words.

The Crocodile Gang, he could ignore it, but the black-robed man in front of him made him feel dangerous...... If the other party were to kill them, he and everyone behind him would not survive for a minute, even if they were all outlaws who licked blood from the knife edge, even if each of them had a gun in their hands.

And all he can do now is to immediately agree to the other party's request, and try to make himself appear flattering, instead of disobeying the other party's will.

"Good." The black-robed man slowly walked a few steps to the right, and a suitcase magically appeared in the place where he had been standing.

Duan Kun took the suitcase, and when he opened it, he found that it was full of banknotes.

He counted it, a whole million, a lot of points.

The people behind Duan Kun suddenly showed greedy looks, but Duan Kun's hand as he counted the banknotes was trembling!

At this moment, he was very close to the black-robed man, and he clearly saw that there was no face under the black-robed man's low-hanging hood, and there was only pitch black, like a bottomless vortex. Duan Kun only glanced at it, and a trance arose in his heart, as if his soul had been pulled into the "whirlpool".

The weird, indescribable weirdness made Duan Kun stagger back.

At this moment, he suddenly regretted taking this business.

"Mr. Duan Kun, since you have received the deposit, you have to fulfill your responsibilities. Otherwise, we will hold you accountable. There was a cold sound again from under the robe, like cold gears rubbing.

Duan Kun nodded again and again, and it wasn't until the black-robed man left with the crocodile gang that the cold sweat on his forehead really flowed.

"Benzi, load the goods onto the ship, and we'll set off." Duan Kun wiped the sweat from his forehead, pointed to the one-meter-square cargo boxes left by the crocodile gang, and whispered to the people beside him.

"Big brother, what did you say? Loading, where to load? Ma Zai, who was known as "Benzi" on his side, was stunned for a moment, obviously not understanding what he meant.

"Fuck you, go! So much to ask. Who knew that Duan Kun suddenly scolded, kicked Benzi's lower abdomen like a vent, and glared at each other viciously with a pair of dead fish eyes.

"But...... Eldest brother? Benzi was kicked a little blindly, he didn't understand why his boss suddenly became so hysterical, so he had to hold his stomach and say with a bitter face, "Brother, didn't we discuss it before?" first forced the crocodile gang to raise the deposit, and after receiving the deposit, they swallowed the goods. ”

"This shipment ...... Can't swallow! Cold sweat flowed down the corners of Duan Kun's forehead again, he covered Benzi's mouth, and whispered, "Load the cargo immediately, and we'll leave immediately." ”

"You can't go anywhere!" Unexpectedly, at this moment, a cold and majestic male voice suddenly resounded throughout the entire No. 1024 warehouse.

Duan Kun's pupils contracted suddenly, and he suddenly looked up, and saw a figure wrapped in a black-gold cloak standing in the air on the beam on the roof of the warehouse.

The figure wears a strangely shaped mask, and the mask is densely covered with hideous textures, majestic, simple, and mysterious.

The mask was made of an unknown dark red material, like metal and flesh, and when the light flickered, it looked like a living thing wriggling!

A terrifying atmosphere rises from the warehouse!

The invisible aura is centered on the mysterious person, and it oppresses heavily in everyone's heart.

Duan Kun swallowed his saliva hard, and suddenly found that his throat was frighteningly dry, and his reaction was decisive, without asking, "Who are you?" report the name" and other nonsense, but immediately copied the guy in his hand.

And the people behind him didn't react until this moment and followed suit.

The fire snake swallowed by the AK-47 suddenly brightened up the originally dim warehouse.