Chapter 67: The Old Cat's Bar

In a business like this, there is an order almost every few days, and the old cat is used to it, and the reputation of businessmen is cultivated by reputation. Now Lao Mao has broadened his business a lot according to Li She's requirements, not only releasing some killer business, but also helping the three hands and the four-legged snake to sell some arms.

The old cat put down the newspaper and turned to the room at the back of the bar. Texted three hands on the phone. "Seven green bananas, seven black sugar cane, pineapples, mangoes, twenty each, and twenty pounds of corn. Ten kilograms of flour! Get the goods tomorrow night. ”

This strange text message is the old cat and the three-handed, four-legged snake agreed to haode code. Bananas represent pistols, sugar cane represents rifles, pineapples and mangoes represent grenades and flashbangs, and a kilogram of corn represents 100 rounds. Flour represents TNT.

In the underground factory of the three-handed, four-legged snake and two people, the machinery roared, and all kinds of firearm parts were produced on the assembly line in an orderly manner.

The three-handed mobile phone emits a children's version of the ringtone of "God of Wealth has arrived". Three hands opened the mobile phone and looked at it, and shouted at the busy workers outside: "Business comes to the door!" Seven Colts, seven MP-5s, 2,000 bullets, 20,000 astigmatism bullets, and 20 grenades! Ten pounds of TNT. Box! ”

With the order of three hands, more than 20 workers quickly assembled the parts of various firearms, pulled the trigger and tried it, and found that there was no problem, so they hid all kinds of firearms in the preparation of haode dolls, and each of the plush toys that was more than one person high hid two MP-5, TNT was divided into a pack of 500 grams, wrapped in a plush toy. After packing, the person in charge of delivery drove the car with the toy company painted on it to the old cat's bar overnight.

After texting, the old cat called a black bartender and asked, "Have you figured out where that guy was just now?" ”

"Figure it out, Brother Cat, those guys from Texas live in Willy's hotel, and they look like a family are traveling in an RV!" The bartender said.

"Tourism? Damn, the whole family should mobilize. With so many arms, it's okay to rob a bank! Cole, when the goods arrive, you will deliver them the day after tomorrow! The old cat said.

"Got it, Brother Cat!" The bartender Cole returned.

The old cat took out the $30,000 deposit he had just received, took out $1,000 and handed it to Cole, "Be careful on the road!" The old cat instructed.

Cole took the money and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Brother Cat!" ”

Cole turned out to be a thug on the West Coast, because he provoked the local gangsters, he was beaten half to death, and was later rescued by a passing old cat, and since then he has been following the old cat, working as a bartender in the bar, and actually usually helps the old cat deliver goods and step on the point.

After the old cat finished explaining Cole, the phone rang again. The old cat looked at the number and answered the phone. "Hey, you're done?"

"I'm done, I've sent you the photos!" The other end of the line came back to the road.

"No problem, when I confirm, the money will be in the old place." The old cat whispered.

After saying that, he hung up the phone, the old cat got up and walked to the front desk, at this time a courier happened to push the door in, the old cat signed for a courier, tore open the envelope, and a few photos fell out of the envelope. The photo shows a white man shot in the forehead, bright red blood mixed with milky white brains splattered on the ground. The old cat checked the photo of the target on his computer, and sent the photo to the customer on the computer.

A white man in a fancy Lincoln stretch sedan received the email. The middle-aged man with a cigar in his mouth looked at the photo with satisfaction and said with a smile: "Hmph! Shit, you dare to go against me! This is the end! After speaking, he said to the secretary next to him, "Send the money to the old cat's account!" This guy did a good job. ”

The secretary with a pair of gold-rimmed glasses answered; "Got it, boss."

At this time, the 'normal affairs area' in the 'D 10 area', which has been paying attention to the old cat for a long time, also cracked the old cat's text message.

'Knock knock' The intelligence officer in charge of monitoring the old cat knocked on the old cat's office door.

"Come in!" A low voice came from inside the office.

The two women pushed the door in, placed a document on Decker's desk, and said loudly: "Sir, this is the document we just cracked, and the suspect Lao Mao may be engaged in an arms deal." ”

Decker took the document and glanced at it a few times, and it said that it was the content of the text message that the old cat had sent to Three Hands. Decker muttered, "Bananas, sugar cane, pineapples, mangoes, do you know what these fruits represent?" ”

"According to our intelligence analysis, bananas may represent pistols, sugarcane may represent rifles, pineapples, mangoes, grenades or the like!" Said the female intelligence officer.

Decker nodded and asked, "Who found this text message?" ”

"Er, this is not yet, the other party's mobile phone has been encrypted, and it has not been found yet."

"Keep a close watch, we have to figure out where this old cat's 3D printed weapons came from!" Decker ordered.

As night falls, the night sky over the West Coast suddenly turns the bustling city into a colorful one. All kinds of sexily dressed young women on the road, the neon lights in front of the old cat bar are also lit up, and the black and white neon lights illuminate a cartoon picture of a cat and mouse.

At night, the old cat bar is at its most busy, and the beer girls in the store are dressed as cartoon cats or mice, carrying trays of beer.

According to Li She's arrangement, the old cat began to slowly expand to the killer business, helping some rich people solve some rich people's troubles, and today's photo is a reporter who dares to go against the rich. Of course, this reporter also has a bit of bad intentions, and he took the photos of the big guy having a relationship with a young girl to blackmail the other party, wanting to make a profit. It's a very old-fashioned plot, and the next thing is that this big guy's 'friend' accidentally mentions the 'cat and mouse' bar. It is just a matter of spending some money to say that it can solve some so-called troubles. This guy made people find the 'cat and mouse' bar, put down tens of thousands of dollars, and the target's photos.

At this time, the old cat changed into a decent Armani men's suit, disguised himself as a white man in his sixties, and sat in a high-end private club to talk and laugh with some successful people.

"Oh, Johnson, my friend! Haha, this trouble is really thanks to you. ”

After putting on makeup, the old cat, looking back, smiled very gentlemanly: "Being able to help friends solve their troubles is a standard English gentleman's guideline." Isn't it? My friend stuck? ”

"Of course, Johnson. My friend, of course we are friends! The man known as Caton laughed loudly.

This Caton is the man sitting in the Lincoln today, the person who issued the mission.

With his superb disguise skills, coupled with a hacker Jishu with three hands and a four-legged snake, Lao Mao registered a leather bag company on environmental protection in the Virgin Islands, and the identity of a British rich man quickly broke into the upper class society of the United States. At the beginning, with his witty language and generous hand style in the game, he mingled with these rich people. Slowly, these rich people would complain from time to time in the game, and the identity of Johnson, the old cat, inadvertently revealed that one of his friends was in trouble last time, but found the 'cat and mouse' bar on the West Coast, and all the troubles were solved.

Unintentionally, it naturally made those who were in trouble remember that after helping these rich people solve their troubles a few times, the name of the 'cat and mouse' bar spread in the circles of those rich people.

"Johnson, in order to thank you for letting me out of trouble, all the consumption tonight is mine!" Caton said heartily.

"Hehe, xiexie your kindness, between friends, this is as it should be!" Johnson laughed.

Johnson, who was chatty and laughing, smoked high-end Cuban cigars with a few people, sipped red wine, and had some meat jokes from time to time, and the humorous Johnson became a frequent visitor in the circle of wealthy people on the West Coast.

After a dashing night, Johnson drove his Aston Martin back to his high-end apartment, and as soon as he opened the door, the phone rang, and Cole's voice came from the other end of the phone, "Brother Cat, I'm going to harvest fruit at night!" ”

"Well, you can just send that guy over tomorrow, be careful on the road!" The old cat instructed.

"Got it, Brother Cat." With that, Cole hung up the phone.

The high-end apartment is gorgeously decorated, with huge crystal lamps, white pianos, fireplaces, and murals, and the old cat closes the curtains and carefully removes the human skin mask on his face, revealing the appearance of a yellow man. Walked into the bedroom, opened the wardrobe, revealing a secret door, there is also a fingerprint recognition system next to the secret door, the old cat pressed his hand on it, the dim light scanned it, and with a 'tick' sound, the secret door popped open.

The old cat entered it sideways, and the dark space was almost ten square meters, and on the wall was a row of glass cabinets similar to constant temperature and moisturizing, in which human skin masks of various races were placed. The old cat turned on the computer and routinely contacted the little soldier, the three-handed, and the four-legged snake every day.

"Little San, it's very fast! Already shipped? The old cat typed in the chat room.

After a while, three hands went online, and the input said, "Then you still need to say?" When will the money be transferred to me? ”

"I'll give it to you tomorrow! The boss and the two proprietresses don't know where they went, and there has been no news for more than a month. The old cat typed into.

"That's right, I don't know where the boss went, since the last time I went on a mission with the boss, the business of our mercenary group has never been interrupted." Creeps are typed into.

"Yes, I don't know where the boss has gone, and even the two boss ladies are gone. Brother Bing, have you seen the boss's skills, how powerful is the boss? "The four-legged snake entered.

"Alas!! In a word, in front of him, I don't even have the courage to draw a gun. The creep replied.

"That's right, Brother Cat. We seem to be being targeted, and when you texted me for goods, we were followed. "The four-legged snake entered.

"Well, I feel the same way, it seems that someone outside the bar is snooping on something these days." The old cat replied.

"Me too, I didn't catch it, but it felt like someone was watching us." Creeps are typed into.

The oldest old cat, Zuihou, said: "Everyone be careful during this time, when the boss comes back, I always feel that the opponent who came at us this time is not simple." ”

"Yes! The owner didn't know where he ran and disappeared for a few months. During this time, let's settle down at the same time. "Three-handed input.

"Be careful, everyone!" The creeps followed suit.

The four of them communicate with each other every few days, and several of them are in different fields, and after the information is shared, it is natural to get more useful things. After so many years of crawling on the tip of the knife, the keen sixth sense and cautious personality are the support of everyone to survive, this feeling is amazing, and the four of them all feel as if some organization or opponent is spying on them.