Chapter 200: Lin Sir's Shipyard Operation
Zhou Fa driving,
Alice Hu and Karen sat in the back seats.
"Madam, we just came out of Yang Wei's villa, will Yang Wei still trade at home tonight?"
"I think the possibility of Yang Wei trading at home is very low"
Zhou Fa lowered the car window and enjoyed the night breeze slapping his face, he believed that the two overlord flowers behind him must also be sighing at Lin Xucheng's magic, and the evil ghosts that made them anxious were turned into his subordinates by his lies.
"Huh? What about Lin Sir's car? Karen looked back and saw that a car that was following them was missing.
"What! I called. β
Zhou Fa picked up the mobile phone in the car, and as soon as he dialed the phone, he was snatched away by Alice Hu.
"Lin Xucheng, it's mission time, why did you leave without permission?" She shouted into her phone.
"Alice, am I not afraid that you will be hurt? When I catch Yang Wei, I will leave it to you to receive a reward for your meritorious deeds. Lin Xucheng's voice came slowly.
Alice Hu, who was still preparing a lot of reprimands for "......", suddenly choked.
"Give the phone to May," her voice sounded awkward.
βmadamοΌβ May's heroic voice answered the call.
"Where are you now?"
"Wei Peng Shipyard," replied May.
"Follow him, be careful, and wait until we arrive!"
βyesοΌmadamοΌβ May responded.
The phone hangs up,
"Sir Zhou, go to the shipyard!"
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In the car, May put down her mobile phone.
"Strange, why does Madam feel weird?"
She looked at Lin Xucheng strangely, and the woman's sixth sense instinctively made her think that it was related to Lin Xucheng.
"It's here!"
With a blue-faced ghost leading the way, Lin Xucheng drove and crossed the street to the shipyard.
The door opened.
Ah May pulled out his pistol, checked the bullets, and repeated Alice Hu's order just now: "We will wait here for Madam, and then act." β
"Wait for her to come, it's too late"
Lin Xucheng pulled out the pistol on his waist and pushed open the magazine to check the number of bullets.
He closed the magazine again and inserted the pistol back into the holster.
"Sir Lin, what are you?" Ah May couldn't understand Lin Xucheng's movements, this was a collision with a group of international smugglers, and it seemed that he was not going to use a pistol.
"Shhββ, you wait here, shoot if someone runs out of it, remember not to die! We want to live and take credit! β
Lin Xucheng bent on his waist, kicked his legs, as if stepping on a trampoline, rose from the ground, the soles of his feet were one and a half meters high from the ground, and his hands climbed the container.
With a slight strain of his arm, he climbed onto the container.
"What about you?" May asked, tilting her head.
"Me? Of course I went to send Cheng Bizhu back, the bulk of their smuggling is this bead, and it will be a lot of loss if it is missing! Lin Xucheng took out the Chengbi Zhu and threw it gently in his hand, the Chengbi Zhu reflecting the moonlight exuded a bright light, as if he had fished out the moon in the clear water pool, which was very good-looking.
If the people who have been cheated see the smile on Lin Xucheng's face, they will know that the bad water in Lin Sir's stomach has begun to tumble again.
Lin Xucheng tiptoed on the top of the container and ran quickly, jumped forward in a fierce relay, and stepped onto the roof of the shipyard in a big step.
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In the center of the shipyard, next to the scrap iron sheet, there is a scrap wood table full of hardware parts and entwined with spider webs.
Yang Wei stood on one side of the table with five men with pistols, and one person stood on the other side of the table with boxes, led by a foreigner with pigtails, followed by five thugs.
"The ship is coming, where's the thing?" The foreigner looked at Yang Wei quietly and asked.
Yang Wei glanced behind him, and immediately a little brother walked to the table with a box.
Click~
Click~
The two buckles are opened, and the suitcase is opened.
Inside, in good condition, are two delicate disks, a teapot, and a vase.
"Where's the money?" Yang Wei stretched out his hand and buckled the box shut, blocking the other party's gaze that wanted to continue to explore and observe.
"Here!"
The other party carried a box and placed it on the table.
When the box opened, a new smell of ink came to my nose, green bills!
"Happy working together!"
Yang Wei raised his hand and grabbed the cash box.
"Wait!" The other party suddenly raised his hand to be Yang Wei's hand that was about to take the money.
He reached out and opened Yang Wei's suitcase again and asked, "Where is Cheng Bizhu?" β
"There's something wrong with that thing."
The foreigner said, "You should know that our target this time is that bead!" Otherwise, you're not worth the money with all these things. β
"I've already given it to the police"
Bang~
A bright light bead was falling, smashing into the cash box.
"Cheng Bizhu?"
The foreigner's eyes lit up, and he reached out and grabbed the beads: "This thing fell from the sky, and now our trade is over!" β
"Don't touch it!" Yang Wei raised his hand to stop it, but he was still a step too slow.
"It's really Cheng Bizhu~, what a baby!" The other party held the blue beads to admire, and the blue eyes and blue beads reflected each other.
Reflecting the light, the beads emit a soft and gentle light, and the light seems to have the effect of washing people's souls, and holding it in the palm of the hand makes people feel comfortable.
Yang Wei quickly raised his head and saw a figure moving quickly from the iron beam of the factory.
"What the hell? Shoot! Kill him! Yang Wei pointed to the figure that was about to hide in the darkness and instructed his subordinates.
The gun was raised.
Bang bang bang......
Not only Yang Wei, but also foreigners nodded to their subordinates and motioned for them to fire.
More than a dozen people from both sides were holding pistols and firing at the figures on the beams.
"Whew, it's too dangerous!" Lin Xucheng took a quick step and climbed the ventilation pipe to the roof of the factory, allowing the gunfire in the factory to be like a torrential rain.
He leisurely leaned his arms and looked up at the starry sky.
With Lin Xucheng, plus the three Overlord Flowers and Zhou Fa, the five of them fought hard with the well-equipped international smuggling gang with the dots, which was no different from suicide.
He could only think of some bad ideas.
Cheng Bizhu is his crooked idea.
The black gas and ghost mist condensed not far away, and the wind swayed and swayed the navy blue official robe.
The black boots, a pair of white-soled official boots, fell not far from Lin Xucheng's side with their back feet, and they didn't dare to overstep it.
The blue-faced ghost stayed by Lin Xucheng's side respectfully.
"What do you call it?" He asked, leaning his elbows on the iron sheet of the shipyard roof, as he sat up.
"The old slave entered the palace when he was young and had no surname, and he had a nickname that was convenient to call, and everyone else called the old slave Dafu."
"Hai Dafu?"
"Thank you for the emperor's surname!" The blue-faced ghost fell to his knees with great joy.
"If you like it yourself, knock out everyone who can see you!"
"Wow!" The blue-faced ghost sea Dafu turned into a ghost mist and disappeared in place.
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In the shipyard,
The gunshots were messy.
The shipyard does not work all year round, most of the electric lights are not lit, the voltage is extremely unstable, the lights are flickering on and off, and some people have unstable marksmanship and burst half of the only few light bulbs, and the shipyard is even darker.
"Stop!" Yang Wei raised his hand: "That person must be a policeman, he hasn't gone far yet, we will go out to search immediately now, and we can still catch him!" β
He knew that he had stuffed the beads into the overlord flower, so the identity of the person who came must not be simple.
Yang Wei looked at the foreigner: "It's very likely that the Flying Tigers or Overlord Flower will be dispatched this time, if we don't kill him, we will all be in trouble!" β
"That's your business" Who knew that the other party completely ignored Yang Wei: "We will go to the high seas in half an hour, will the police be useful?" He gently tossed the crystal pearl and then received it in his hand: "The transaction is over, this bead fell from the sky, keep your antiques for yourself......"
He held the cash box in one hand and Cheng Bizhu in the other, ready to leave.
Empty gloves white wolf, the mood is just right.
"That thing is very evil, you can't take it!" Yang Wei also wanted to persuade the other party.
A figure familiar to Yang Wei's identity fell from the sky violently.
The back of the navy blue embroidered python official robe fell in front of Yang Wei.
The thick-soled official boots kicked the foreigner on the back as he was leaving.
Bang!
The foreigner, carrying the cash box and beads, fell to the ground and passed out.
Yang Wei glanced back, and the little brothers he brought out this time had never touched Cheng Bizhu.
There were more than a dozen people in the audience, and only Yang Wei knew why the person who traded suddenly fell to the ground, in other words, only he would become the opponent's next offensive target!
Yang Wei glanced at Cheng Bizhu on the ground, suddenly rushed up to grab the bead, turned around and threw out a beautiful parabola and smashed it at his junior brother.
The little brother with a mole on the corner of his mouth on the far left subconsciously reached out to catch Cheng Bizhu.
"This bead is given to you, you can do whatever you want!" After Yang Wei finished shouting, he pulled out his legs and ran.
"What? This thing was given to us? β
The younger brothers' eyes lit up as they looked at the guy with a mole on the far left.
"Take it out!"
"Give it to me!"
"I sold it, everyone divided it equally!"
A few people were in a mess.
The group of people in the smuggling syndicate were a little confused, and they had not yet figured out the situation.
At this time, a voice came from behind them: "Brothers, go on, Cheng Bizhu was originally picked up by us, and they can't be snatched away!" β
"Go!"
The few people who were watching the battle with guns did not hesitate, and raised their guns to fire at Yang Wei's men who were in a mess.
After a dozen shots, Yang Wei's men all lay on the ground.
Lin Xucheng, who was hiding behind the box, gasped: "Damn, the firepower is so fierce? β
He glanced down at the dot on his waist, and then at the other party.
There was a guy with two submachine guns on the left and the right, and he was shooting like a pony.
Yang Wei's subordinates can be beaten into a meat sieve, which is also his handiwork.
This group of people is also different from Yang Wei's subordinates, only one person picked up the Cheng Bizhu, and the others packed up the cash box, antique relics, and picked up the leader who fell to the ground and prepared to evacuate!
"Oh no, do you want to make this group of guys the final winner?"
Those who have not touched Cheng Bizhu will not be haunted by blue-faced ghosts.
Lin Xucheng could only watch the group of people walk towards the shipyard gate step by step.
There is only Ah May guarding outside the door, and if she bumps into this group of people, she can only be beaten into a honeycomb!