Chapter 610: Justice League

Nemoulay may not look like a small town, but it can really use mobile phones.

After all, it is a border city, and Egypt's OT communication has business here, so the news of the shootout and clash on the trading market side was quickly transmitted to the military camp.

If there is no police station, it is useless to have it, and it can't manage this kind of thing, and besides, the authority itself is not clear.

When the Ugandan military camp got the news, the sirens for an emergency assembly immediately sounded.

But because of the lack of training, low discipline and other reasons, the speed of the emergency assembly is indeed more touching.

It had been more than ten minutes since the convoy on Wang Zhen's side had been set off, and more than 100 people had just come out of the barracks to start their vehicles and prepare to intercept them.

"Roger, execute as planned." Receiving the notification from the monitor, Wang Zhen commanded very plainly.

There was a broken car parked more than 50 meters away from the exit of the barracks, and it was long time to see what the car mark was.

The speed was not fast, after driving more than 30 meters, the vehicle turned around and crossed the road directly, and then a black man in the driver's seat opened the door and ran, two long legs stepped away, the speed was fast, and I felt that I could pull out the afterimage, and the people nearby were stunned.

The afterimage was pulled out for more than 20 meters, and when it reached the vicinity of the intersection where it had just stopped, the black man slowed down slightly, turned his head and reached out to press something.

"Boom!"

The broken car across the road exploded violently, not loud and powerful, but the effect of the explosion frightened everyone nearby.

After the explosion, black-red flames tumbled endlessly on the road surface more than 10 meters wide, and then a rolling heat wave spread.

The fire was raging, and the center was the broken car, and the flames were more than 10 meters high, but the road was shining with bright yellow light, and you didn't need to get close to feel what a terrible high temperature, because the broken car was melting with the naked eye!

The explosion and fire soon alarmed the Ugandans in the barracks, and the organized convoy immediately stopped moving, and it was obviously not an accident in front of it.

In the end, it was a soldier, and it soon became known that it was a high-temperature incendiary bomb such as napalm.

At this moment, where can the people in the barracks care about the conflict in the market, and the whole is on alert, this kind of incendiary bomb can definitely cause them a large area of damage.

I didn't dare to go out until I was sure that it was absolutely safe.

Of course, there was no way out, the only passage was blocked, and the temperature could not be rushed through except for the tank.

And the initiator had already gotten into another car and disappeared into the street.

After such a delay, the convoy on Wangzhen's side has already driven out of the small city and onto the highway, and there is not even a license plate number, let alone Nansu, which has no monitoring, and if you want to check the traces, it is absolutely impossible.

Along the way, he didn't change cars, but just turned to another road halfway, and so far, the marijuana and cash in the three cars completely disappeared from the public eye.

……

"Who is it?" In Juba, a villa estate, Abirama Cardin swept everything on the table to the ground, making a crackling sound.

Three truckloads of marijuana, which is the entire production of several nearby plantations this season, worth $4.68 million, were robbed!

He also lost 20 of his subordinates, guns, and vehicles, adding up to more than 4.8 million, how could he not be furious!

In the villa, everyone was cautious, and no one dared to make a sound, for fear of becoming the target of Abirama Kadan to vent his anger.

"What the fuck do I ask you!" Seeing that the person in front of him couldn't give an answer, Abirama Cardin rushed over and slapped him hard, "Speak." ”

"Sorry boss, everyone is dead, the time is too short, we ......" the black man who was slapped bowed his head.

"Rubbish, idiot!" Abirama Cardin punched, kicked and punched, using all his strength, as if the subordinate in front of him had snatched something from him.

Fortunately, this guy is old after all, and within a minute of fighting, he was so tired that he stopped panting.

The subordinate exhaled slowly, twisted his body slightly, and relieved the pain.

"Check it out for me, I can't find anyone who did it, so don't fucking come back!" Abirama Cardin pointed to the door and cursed.

If the subordinate is pardoned, he immediately turns around and leaves.

It wasn't until the man was gone that Abirama Cardin walked to the sofa and sat down, holding his heart and gasping for a while, he had a faint feeling in his heart that he couldn't find it!

The other party obviously planned to ambush over there, and the movements were crisp and neat, and even the escape route had been planned for a long time, and the local Ugandan garrison was pinned down.

The plan was so thorough, how could it be possible to leave evidence, and Nansu didn't monitor anything, and only asked through the mouths of nearby witnesses, obviously he couldn't ask anything valuable.

But the thought of so much money made Abirama Cardin dizzy.

Although he monopolizes the transportation line of the drug in Nansu, it is only a small part of the huge links after all, what drug is highly profitable, divided into countless small links, and there are many fucking farts!

Don't want money to support your subordinates?

Don't want money to get through relationships?

4.8 million, his net profit in a year is so much!

After a year of working in vain, he would never give up so well!

Calming down, he picked up the phone and called Berem McSison, "Do you know what happened?" ”

"What?" Belem McSison was stunned.

The news on Nansu's side is still too closed, even if he is the person in charge of Bedi Bowley's side, he can't get the news as soon as possible.

"This time in the Nemoulay trade was ambushed, money and goods were robbed!"

"Black eats black?" Belem McIson subconsciously blurted out, "Ugandan army? ”

"I don't know, my people and the people who delivered them were killed on the spot." Abirama Kadhan's voice was gloomy, "I want to know who did it, I'm going to kill his whole family!" ”

"Wait for my news!" Berem McIson said something and immediately hung up.

Putting down the phone, Abirama Cardin sat quietly for more than ten minutes, raised her hand and pressed the intercom on the desk, "Let Merris come up!" ”

A few minutes later, a black woman was pushed in, and screams rang out in the study.

The screams went from loud to small...... From bleak to weak......

Half an hour later, the door of the study opened, and Abirama Cardin, whose face, hands, and body was covered in blood, came out of the room, and commanded the people outside with an expressionless face: "Clean up! ”

"Yes, dear sir." The two immediately turned around and walked into the house.

The brown floor was covered in blood, and a twisted corpse with bound hands lay on the ground......

……

In the evening, several minibuses, pickups, wagons drove into Najishot, three wagons drove directly into the warehouse, and minibuses and pickups went straight to the barracks.

Getting out of the car, Wang Zhen stretched his waist, and the joints clicked a few times, "Damn, what a broken road, it's too fucking bumpy!" ”

However, thinking of this bumper harvest, Wang Zhen's face was full of unconcealable smiles, "Take all the stolen money and take a walk." ”

In the conference room, Natalia was waiting here, four money counters were lit up with work lights, and money was being counted, and from time to time there was a sound of dripping, sometimes card money, sometimes counterfeit money.

There are a lot of counterfeit money in Africa.

No way, other developed regions are credit cards and online payments, only Africa, South America, and the Middle East use more cash.

And the best deception is undoubtedly the hey buddy who doesn't know a lot of big African characters.

After washing up and changing clothes, Wang Zhen and several people pushed open the door of the conference room.

"How, how much?" Wang Zhen asked with a smile.

"4.65 million, 30,000 counterfeit money." Natalia said with a smile.

", it's human!" Wang Zhen scolded, this is all he worked hard to rob, there are counterfeit coins, what a damn thing!

Counterfeit money, don't let Lao Tzu catch it!

"Leave 4 million, and give everyone a bonus in fraction." Wang Zhen waved his hand, and two big words were written on his face: generous!

Although they all get a salary, the boss makes money, and he can't treat the people below badly.

The 4 million was divided together according to the rules, and in the end, it was about 2.8 million that really fell into Wang Zhen's hands.

Calculate, that is, to quench your thirst a little, for the bottomless pit of Najisot, it is not enough to see at all.

We have to go on!

……

"Karp, I am the king, your best brother." The next day, Mr. Wang called the C.I.A. Cap Espinozza.

After a few pleasantries, Wang Zhen got down to business, "I wiped out a group of drug criminals and seized a batch of marijuana, about six tons, but you know, I don't have the right disposal equipment here, so I think it's better to hand over these contraband to the righteous CIA to deal with." ”

"What do you think?"

"Haha, Wang, you are indeed my good brother." Karp smiled and asked, "Congratulations, when it will be, who else knows." ”

"You know, I'm just doing the right thing, not for fame, and I don't want a lot of people to promote me." Wang Zhen said with a smile.

"It's like a superhero, Iron Man!" Karp understood as soon as he heard it, and said teasingly.

"Yes, Iron Man doesn't want people to know that he's Stark, he just wants to silently protect humanity!"

"Very good, welcome to the Justice League, give me an account." Karp said with a smile.

After chatting a few words, Wang Zhen hung up the phone and sent an account to the past, which was the account that he used to trade with John.

Two days later, several people came to Najisaut, inspected the warehouse, and drove the car away, and at the same time, Wang Zhen received $2 million in this account.

"It's fucking black!" Wang Zhen complained.

"That's right, it's already good that the CIA will take the goods and return the money." The Golden Retriever sneered, "By the way, aren't you the most opposed to trading drugs?" ”

"When did I trade drugs!" Wang Zhen's eyes widened, "I just gave marijuana to the CIA, complete the anti-drug task, and the CIA will give a bonus, that's it!" ”

"What do you mean, Golden Retriever, do you mean that the CIA is poisonous?"

"Impossible, absolutely impossible!" (End of chapter)