After looking for several circles and not finding it, Tang Shengxian, who had no way, could only ask, yes, theoretically you can ask the locals, his current identity is a doctor without borders, the doctor's duty is to save the life and help the wounded, and saving the life and helping the wounded requires not only superb medical skills, but more importantly, medicine, Chinese medicine needs herbs boiled into traditional Chinese medicine, Western medicine needs antibiotics, chemically synthesized various Western medicines, in the battlefield where there are no arms and legs, Chinese medicine acupuncture and moxibustion cannot cure gunshot wounds, and Western medicine surgery cannot cure postoperative inflammation and infection, A doctor without medicine is like a woman who has no rice to cook.

And what is the black market, not only trading weapons, but also important supplies such as medicines, vehicles, and food are also the bulk of profits, and now, an Asian doctor who is in urgent need of drugs to save people needs to know where the black market is, and it is a reasonable thing to buy life-saving drugs.

Just do it, Tang Shengxian turned to another neighborhood that he had never walked before, and Tang Shengxian had already shown his face in these neighborhoods that he had walked through, this statement was not very credible in the ears of those who had seen him walking around just now, but those who had not seen it would definitely believe it.

Tang Shengxian jogged and looked like he was out of breath after a long journey, which would make it easier to believe that he was looking for someone to ask while running, preferably a local, who was also doing things for the opposition. Such people should be a little old and cannot go on expeditions with the army, so they are all local oppositionists, do not participate in frontal combat missions, but are very familiar with the city, and these people must know where the black market is.

Find one, it's a bearded old man in his fifties hanging around the street with a toot on his back, he seems to be wandering, maybe on patrol, after all, he has no formal military training.

Tang Shengxian caught up with him, and he also saw Tang Shengxian, Tang Shengxian didn't have a weapon in his hand, so he didn't aim his gun at Tang Shengxian. Tang Shengxian gasped, and it took more than ten seconds before he spoke, "I'm a doctor, I want medicine to save people, where is the black market?" The old man did not hesitate, and immediately spoke a series of hurried Arabic words, Tang Shengxian did not understand a word, he checked the previous sentence in advance, and practiced several times before he could speak fluently.

But Tang Shengxian also has a way, he went over the wall in China and used Google Maps to check some of the cities he was going to Libia, and printed it out, of course, there was a map of Lakbai, took out the map and pen, and handed it to the old man, the old man drew a circle on it, pointed to this circle and said that it was a black market, this simple word Tang Shengxian still understood. This is a street, the name of the street Tang Shengxian can't read, but he knows the location, he knows how to get there, it's only three or four kilometers away from here, and he plans to go and explore the situation now.

Ran all the way back to the place where the car was put before, took the medical box back into space, put away the badge and documents, changed into a decent suit, carefully tore off the beard, pasted another style of fake beard, put on sunglasses, and put it on for the sake of momentum and safety, although it was almost dark, I still put it on for the sake of momentum and safety. Tang Shengxian, who doesn't know much about makeup, changes his beard the most, and at most changes his glasses and hat. He can't buy weapons as a doctor.

Tang Shengxian stopped not far away, this is a fairly wide street, there are three or five armed men guarding the entrance of this street, it seems that you have to be inspected to get in, do not enter the tiger's den to get the tiger, Tang Shengxian did not make too many stops, just drove forward, or stop for inspection, this time the cultural level of the people is quite high, you can talk to Tang Shengxian in English, after a simple search of Tang Shengxian and the inspection of the vehicle, Tang Shengxian drove into this mysterious area.

A row of storefronts were all requisitioned, the front was selling food and medicine, the trucks in the store and outside the store were full of bags of grain, what Tang Shengxian didn't know, and some shops were selling medicines, and there were simple signboards made of cardboard paper hanging at the door of the store, with the words medicine written in English and Arabic respectively, it seems that there are no advertising studios in the city that are still open, some locals are buying food, most of them come in groups, and there are very few individual sellers like Tang Shengxian, It's not allowed to shoot here, but Tang Shengxian doesn't know if it's reliable, it's better to keep an eye on it, and then go further is to sell weapons, Tang Shengxian doesn't know how many people buy weapons here, it seems that there are many stores, maybe a few big bosses control here, but it is obvious that these arms dealers are divided into two groups, occupying both sides of the street, and these two groups of people are naturally foreign and local. Tang Shengxian can easily distinguish from his skin color, physical features, and clothing, on the left is the dress of the opposition, and on the right is the appearance of Westerners, some wearing crisp black suits, and some are casual clothes. After much consideration, Tang Shengxian still drove the car to the stores where the black suit was, not for any reason, just for the professionalism it showed, carrying a suitcase full of gold bricks, and striding forward.

Ivanov is a small leader under the internationally famous arms dealer Viktor Bout, who has little ability, and this is why he was sent to Lakbay, the boss was imprisoned, sentenced to 25 years, and can only rely on the Internet and satellite phones to remotely direct his subordinates to sell arms in prison, which is not conducive to Pia as soon as he messed up, he sent his subordinates over, among which his right-hand man Ovich was stationed in Benghazi, which had the most oil and water, and small soldiers like Ivan could only be sent to these small cities.

Ivan sells the most RPG-7 bazooka, this thing is not expensive in the black market, it sells for 200 US dollars, most of these are imitations, the failure rate is extremely high, Victor with the network left by the former Soviet Union major in the past is all authentic original goods, to sell for 600 dollars, but unfortunately the profit is still not high, Ivan has been here for almost two months, still hasn't made any money, it is not easy for outsiders to do business, not to mention that these oppositionists are still so poor! Some of the goods brought are still backlogged in the back warehouse, and the large ones can't be sold much, and the local tribes like to buy their own goods. He still doesn't know how to explain to the boss.

At this moment, an Asian man with sunglasses and a mustache walked up to him, and this was the first time he had seen an Asian in his "shop", "Hello."" Hi," "I want to buy some weapons, large heavy weapons. Ivan was stunned, he thought that this Asian would buy some exquisite automatic weapons at most, but he didn't expect that he was here to buy heavy weapons.

"Inside, please." Ivan's enthusiasm came up, and he didn't open for a day today, but he didn't expect to earn a big ticket when it was almost evening. Tang Shengxian entered the back of the store, a living room, in the middle of which was a set of outdated old sofas, Tang Shengxian and Ivan sat down, and his subordinates also brought two cups of coffee and placed them on the painted wooden coffee table in front of them.

Tang Shengxian gently placed the suitcase on the ground, "Haven't asked this gentleman what to call him?" My name is Ivanov, just call me Ivan. As he spoke, he handed Tang Shengxian a business card, which only had a string of numbers on it except for his name, which should be the number of a satellite phone, "My name is Will Jeppeison." Tang Shengxian didn't say where he came from, and Ivan didn't need to know.

Tang Shengxian didn't continue, but pushed the coffee aside, took the suitcase and opened it, and suddenly a golden light shot into the eyes of Ivan and the subordinates standing behind him, Ivan has done a lot of business, and now most of them are direct transfers on the Internet, there are very few people like Tang Shengxian who carry a box of gold bars to buy weapons, and he is only one person, if he meets other arms dealers who are halfway out of the house, they may not be hacked, but they are credible, although they have not done hundreds of millions of dollars in business now, but they have also seen it, it won't hack this box of gold bars. It was for this reason that Tang did not do business with the locals.

The suitcase is full of 400 troy ounces with a top surface of 255x81mm, a bottom surface of 236x57mm, and a thickness of 37mm. Such a piece weighs almost 12.5 kilograms, the volume is larger than a paperback novel, and there are only four pieces in the suitcase, and four pieces are fifty kilograms, or Tang Shengxian has the strength to lift it, and now the international gold price has fallen slightly by 1089 US dollars per ounce, which is worth 1.92 million US dollars in this box of gold bricks, "This is just a deposit." Tang Shengxian said something very pretended.