The old smuggler Ambub is a well-known human trafficker in Mumbai. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Forty-year-old Ambu is in the prime of life, and his signature attire is an Indian-style beard with a dark and shiny beard that shows a strong masculine aura. Always wears a navy blue shirt and doesn't like buttons, revealing a strong, greasy chest and low-quality tattoos.

A caste man who took over human trafficking from his father at an early age, Ambu has now managed to make his way into India's upper class, with a group of men who have taken control of several slums in Mumbai and are in contact with the Maharashtra government.

However, the status quo of the Indians did not suit the Ambu, and under his philosophy, becoming a member of parliament or even a chief minister was his ultimate goal.

A few days ago, his subordinate Jacob Jr. suddenly reported a clue, saying that a Chinese boss of a foreign company came to Mumbai, spent 200 million US dollars to buy a large factory in the suburbs, and brought more than hundreds of millions of US dollars in scientific equipment, and I don't know what secret things he was doing.

After hearing the news, Ambu's heart suddenly itched.

Over the years, Amubu had amassed a lot of rupees, but most of that money was used to feed the government's damned vampires.

This group of greedy politicians, whose official position is always proportional to their appetite, cannot satisfy their growing appetite no matter how many rupees they have.

In order to go further and allow his gang to have more territory, Ambub decided to take a big gamble to see if he could take away the equipment worth hundreds of millions of dollars and kidnap the wealthy Chinese businessman to demand a ransom.

It's not the first time Amoubu has done this kind of thing, as long as it is done cleanly and without leaving a trace, and after the fact, there will be no trouble.

Of course, Ambu would not be stupid enough to do these things as he was, he made a special investigation, the other party's company belongs to British Bermuda, it is a serious foreign-funded enterprise, and the boss is still a Chinese, once it is not done well, there will be a diplomatic accident, and even more rupees will not be able to save him.

However, it is not impossible, at least he has a tried and tested method, that is, to pretend to be a local armed force.

India's local armed forces are always a pain in the hearts of the government, and there are about 20 armed forces that do not belong to the government throughout India, scattered in the inaccessible jungle. The Indian government calls them terrorists, and the Indian people call them bandits, robbers, and so on.

As long as everything is done cleanly, and then the matter is blamed on the rebels everywhere, then you can rest easy.

Thinking of this, Ambub began to gather people with great interest, and finally spent three days to bring in a team of more than 100 people, except for some of these people are his own subordinates, the rest are mostly ruffians in the slums, although they are rabble, but it is also good to use them as cannon fodder.

At this time, under the cover of night, Ambubu quietly came to the so-called foreign factory with this group of subordinates, who were not much better dressed than refugees.

After the factory was acquired by the Chinese, it has been officially renamed 'Stellar Biotechnology Co., Ltd.', and Ambu's special investigation has made it clear that this company is just an ordinary company with a small name, and it will never be a pharmaceutical giant with a deep background.

Over the years, countless foreigners have valued the profiteering industry of pharmaceutical manufacturing in India and have come to get a piece of the pie, but they have never thought that without connections and connections, how can the pharmaceutical industry be controlled by ordinary people?

Ambuku himself alone has heard of countless wealthy businessmen who came with great interest and eventually lost their fortunes, and some even lost their lives here.

At this time, more than 100 people have quietly stopped outside the factory, under the moonlight, only seven or eight towering factory buildings can be seen, as well as the black factory area, the whole factory is like a huge mass grave, without the slightest light.

"Jacob, are you sure that even at night, the owner of the factory lives here?" Ambub asked with a solemn expression.

It was already early in the morning, and even if someone was guarding, he should have gone to bed long ago, but in order not to be busy in vain, Ambub still wanted to make sure.

"Sir, don't worry, my brother is an employee of this factory, and he has a very good understanding of the factory." As he spoke, Jacob hurriedly dragged out a swarthy boy of sixteen or seventeen years old from behind him.

The young man nodded a little fearfully, and pointed to the tallest building in front of him, "That building is where our boss and foreign researchers study things, I personally went to the dock that day to move a large number of machines, those machines are very exquisite, I have never seen such delicate things, I originally wanted to steal some decorative houses, but the other party watched closely, and in the end it was unsuccessful." ”

"That is, the big boss and those goods are in that building?" Ambub narrowed his eyes and asked.

"Yes, the building is reinforced with steel, the windows are sealed, and the gate is so thick that you can't get through it even with a gun." As he spoke, the boy looked at the AK47 in Ambu's hand, and swallowed a mouthful of saliva in fear but envy.

"It doesn't matter, there is no door in the world that cannot be blown open by a kilogram of explosives, and if there is, then use two kilograms." Ambub nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the two brothers with fierce eyes, "If this success is successful, Jacob, you and your brother should be the first to take credit." ”

"Don't dare, it's our duty to serve you, my lord." A look of surprise flashed in Jacob's eyes, and he hurriedly bowed down to show his humility.

"Well, there's nothing to dare." Ambu said with a smile, and suddenly turned his head to look at the people behind him, "Brothers, we have always been petty fights, but this time we are going to do a big deal, if we succeed, we will definitely eat and drink spicy food in the future, but if it fails, do you know what the end is?" ”

Everyone looked at Ambub in a daze, and only some of them who had followed him for many years reacted, and one of them said loudly, "If you fail, everyone will go their separate ways, but no one is allowed to leak Lord Ambu, otherwise be careful of your wives and daughters!" ”

Ambu looked at the clever little brother appreciatively and said to everyone, "That's right, you remember, we went to kidnap that rich Chinese merchant in the name of the rebels, you just need to remember this, if anyone doesn't reveal my name with a strict mouth, then even Vishnu can't bless you!" ”

Only then did everyone's heads shrink and nod their heads one by one. These people are all slum ruffians, and they are brave and ruthless, but they still dare not make a mistake in the face of a real gangster like Amubu.

Then, at the signal of Amoubu's eyes, one of his men handed them a handful of weapons, most of which were cold weapons such as machetes, and real hot weapons such as pistols and rifles, which only Amumb and his forty or so men could have.

Then, the crowd cut the barbed wire fence around the factory and rushed into the factory like a swarm of bees, heading for the building in the distance!

However, these people did not expect until they died that from the moment they entered the factory, their every move had already been exposed to each other's eyes......