Chapter Twenty-Seven: Buying Black Oil
"Shopping?"
When the transaction came to the door, Li Dajiang's waist suddenly didn't hurt, but bent down and stretched out his hand and made a gesture of please.
"Little brother! Let's talk! ”
It's still the two-story earthen building, still with old wooden tables and a few folding chairs. The strong man was nowhere to be seen, thinking that he was recuperating from his injuries, but this Xiaowen girl kept raising her eyebrows and glaring.
"What does the little brother want? Want to get a Harley? ”
Li Dajiang enthusiastically brought two teas. Looking at the steaming tea, Lin Mu didn't move at all. Who knows if there's a sweat pill in it?
"I don't want a motorcycle, I want to buy some No. 97 gasoline and diesel, two barrels of gasoline and one barrel of diesel."
Li Dajiang didn't talk nonsense, picked up the calculator and started typing.
"A liter of gasoline is eight yuan, diesel is seven yuan, two barrels of 400 liters of gasoline are 3,020, and a barrel of 200 diesels is 1,040, a total of four thousand six!"
This price is a lot more expensive than a gas station, but this is not a problem for Lin Mu. Immediately, he took the money out of his pocket and counted four thousand six.
"I don't have a car, you have to get the gas to my house!"
He didn't dare to use storage space blatantly. It's a good choice to send people home first, and then quietly collect storage space.
Li Dajiang took the money, and the money counter clicked and counted, and a kind smile immediately appeared on his face. Then, he held out his hand to the forest curtain.
"Little brother, one oil drum is one hundred, and three hundred are short!"
Nima! Lost money!
Lin Mu almost choked. Staring at the steady hand for a while, he took out three red bills from his pocket and slapped them on the table.
"If there's a problem with the oil! Don't let me come back to you! ”
"Don't worry! Definitely good oil! ”
After collecting the money, Li Dajiang picked up a car key from the table, and while Lin Mu was not paying attention, he glared at Li Wen fiercely.
"Xiaowen! Take this little brother to fill the oil! Drive him back! ”
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Out of the scrap yard, Lin Mu followed the girl in camouflage pants to the back of the small courtyard, where a pickup truck was parked.
"Get in the car!"
Li Wen has a black vest on her upper body and camouflage pants on her lower body, and she is very hot in her dress, but her face is cold. Before Lin Mu got into the car and sat down, she stepped on the accelerator.
"Oops!"
As soon as he sat down, he let out a scream. There was a sneer from beside him, and he turned his head to see that the girl was pouting at him.
"As for it? Your second uncle and Li Dajiang wanted to rob me, and they deserved to be beaten by me! ”
Chirping!
The car slammed to the brakes, and he almost hit his head in front of him. Turning his head, Li Wen was glaring at him viciously, and the corners of her eyes were slightly red.
"Li Dajiang is my uncle! He raised me with his second uncle! Do you deserve it? He won't even be able to walk anymore! ”
Shocked, he opened his mouth and didn't know what to say. He remembered that he had just fallen over the shoulder, but he didn't expect that the strong man would not be able to walk in the future.
Rumble!
Li Wen turned her head, stepped on the accelerator, and the car began to walk again. Driving steadily, a little tear fell from the corner of her eye.
"Uncle said that this business is like this, and he can only blame himself for an accident, isn't the second uncle like this because he listens to him?"
As if a breath of resentment had been held in her heart for a long time, facing Lin Mu, a stranger, she said what she wanted to say in her heart. The parents are short, the uncle is strong, and the second uncle is obedient......
Lin Mu listened quietly, his head turned sideways to look out the window. He may feel guilty for beating his loved one into a disability, but he doesn't feel like he's done anything wrong.
The place where the oil is dumped is far from the scrap yard, and the pickup truck goes all the way from the west to the east of the city. In front of a compound, Li Wen stopped and said hello to the old man who was guarding the door, and the old man opened the door slowly.
Crash!
The iron door of the warehouse was opened, and there were a lot of oil drums inside, Li Wen looked through it for a while, and patted three of them.
"That's it! Two barrels of 97 gasoline! A barrel of standard diesel! ”
She stood at the door of the warehouse with her chest crossed, looking like she didn't mean to help carry it. Lin Mu didn't have a headache about this, and immediately grabbed the two buckets of stabbing buckles, and his arms and waist were slightly forced.
"Hey!"
A barrel of gasoline and oil barrels is almost 300 catties, and he carries two barrels by himself without panting.
Syllable!
Two barrels of gasoline were put into the pickup truck bucket, and Li Wen's eyes were already wide. She had indeed seen a lot of people with great strength, but she had never seen a person like carrying rice in front of her, with a face that was not red and not panting, carrying two barrels of gasoline.
"Tsk! With this strength, it must be easy to carry out a mission to kill! ”
Killer, this is Li Wen's brain supplement to his identity. Those who can take out guns in the country, except for violent institutions, are lawbreakers.
Whether it is a violent agency or not, doing this kind of business in her family, you can see at a glance. The man in front of him is definitely not, he seems to be just an ordinary ordinary person.
But can ordinary people take out their guns without hurrying?
She didn't doubt the authenticity of Lin Mu's gun. She still has the eyesight to distinguish the real from the fake.
"Murder? I just killed someone the day before yesterday! ”
After loading the diesel, Lin Mu clapped his hands and smiled shyly at Li Wen. Since this girl likes to fantasize, then I will satisfy his fantasies.
Besides, he didn't lie, the killer was killed by his own hands. I think about it, I don't even have any feeling of killing in my heart.
"What's it like to be a killer?"
The two got into the car, and Li Wen tied the seat belt to her chest, outlining the charming scenery. At this moment, she was very interested in the problem of the killer, as if she had put aside the second uncle's injury.
"What does it feel like to be a killer?"
Leaning back in his seat, he closed his eyes slightly. The bloody battle of the wasteland, the difficult battle with the deathclaws, all came to mind.
"If you want to live, you have to kill, either you die or I die. At all times, you have to concentrate on everything, and any small accident may make you never see the sun tomorrow......"
Maybe Lin Mu was too real, or maybe the expression on his face was too heavy. Li Wen's heart slowly tightened, and a trace of depression rose from her heart.
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"It's here!"
Parking the car at the door of the building, Li Wen pushed the forest curtain. When he opened his eyes blankly, she was suddenly shocked.
One black and one red, she clearly saw them moving in the eyes of the forest curtain, they were like two spiritual little snakes, entangled with each other, chasing each other, and finally disappeared without knowing where they went.
I fell asleep!
Rubbing his sour face, Lin Mu yawned. He didn't sleep at all last night because he was so entangled in that incident.
"I forgot to buy it early!"
Thinking of He Qi, I naturally remembered the matter of buying breakfast. There was no movement beside him, he turned his head to look, and saw Li Wen staring directly at him, his face was still a little pale.
"You wait here! I'll move the oil to the basement! Come up and sit with me for a while! ”
"Good!"
Waiting for Lin Mu to carry the bucket down the basement, Li Wen took a few deep breaths, her face returned to ruddy, and she was deeply puzzled in her heart.
"What the hell is that?"
Curiosity takes root in the heart and quickly multiplies. Li Wen suddenly wanted to know more about this man.