Chapter 1372 Smuggling

Style: Romance Author: nile riverWords: 2246Update Time: 24/01/10 12:03:02
In order to disturb some people's sight, Zhang Jing entered Zhencheng from Xiangjiang.

Zhou Manmiao and Nagano Meiyu work here, one is engaged in fast-selling brand clothes, hats and shoes, and the other is engaged in the research and development and production of candy.

Their careers have improved, but they still need continuous blood transfusions from Grand Coconut Bank. xь.

The two companies just moved into the new building a week ago. Grand Coconut Bank used a small land of 2,000 square meters to build a new 300-meter-high building.

A large amount of d metal is used in the foundation and structure. Due to the small area of ​​the foundation, it looks like chopsticks from a distance.

However, for such a beautiful building, its height does not rank in the top 10 or top 15 in Shenzhen.

Overall, it is neither low-key nor high-profile.

Of course, for the two start-up companies, all the building space cannot be used, and most of it needs to be rented out.

These include the Grand Coconut Bank branch office, and the Blanche Laboratory branch center.

After staying in Shenzhen for four days, Zhang Jing flew from Shenzhen to Temasek.

Then transfer from Temasek to Naidupi.

When I got off the plane at 1 pm local time, there were dark clouds and heavy rain outside.

The target location is Yangon. Due to the current new policy, inbound flights from other countries can only go to Inner Mongolia to go through immigration formalities first.

If you want to go to other cities, you have to either transfer by flight or take a bus.

Zhang Jing chose to take a taxi.

Take a straight road to the south, the total distance is about 350 kilometers, and we will arrive at the hotel at 6.30 in the evening.

After paying the taxi fare, Zhang Jing turned around and looked at the accommodation booked online.

This is a white L-shaped building with a total height of four floors, Florida style, with banana trees and coconut trees, giving it a strong exotic feel.

What catches the eye is that at the corner of the L-shaped building, there is a semicircle protruding out of the building, with an orange signboard light on the top.

It's very similar to the guard tower in the prison in the alliance area.

It will be more flavorful if paired with some barbed wire.

Running a train in his mind, Zhang Jing was dumbfounded for a second when he entered the hotel lobby. His first reaction was to travel through time.

Standing at the door and looking at the hotel foyer, it's like walking into a large hotel, a residential building in a small town in District D 10 years ago.

How dare you charge 50 yuan per night?

Fortunately, there was a greeting lady at the door, and Zhang Jing was sure that he had not gone to the wrong door. He was staying in a four-star hotel.

During the check-in process at the front desk, there was a sound of soft footsteps behind me.

Sounds familiar.

Turning around, as expected, I saw a group of beautiful flight attendants wearing nice flight attendant uniforms.

The uniforms of flight attendants of different airlines are different. If I remember correctly, they should be the flight attendants and crew members of Air China in Area D.

After completing the check-in procedures and receiving his passport and room key, Zhang Jing passed by a group of people and walked up the side stairs to his room on the third floor.

After seven hours in a plane or car, on a hot day, my body will be sticky. The first thing I do when I enter the room is make sure there is no pinhole monitoring.

The second thing is to take a shower.

There is no need to blow-dry your hair, it will dry naturally quickly on a hot day of 38 or 9 degrees Celsius.

Zhang Jing put on clean clothes, put on his backpack, and then left the hotel.

Go out and pretend to be a tourist, buy snacks and take photos on the street.

An hour later, in a deserted place, use camouflage leaves to transform into a dark-skinned local.

I changed my clothes into an old long-sleeved shirt, old black trousers, and old rubber shoes for delivery.

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The jade mine was too difficult for novices, so Dillon settled for the next best thing and purchased a quarry 15 kilometers northeast of downtown Yangon to produce gravel.

Arriving at the outskirts of the quarry, listening to the chirping of insects and the chirping of frogs, Zhang Jing asked the mountain ape to climb over the wall and explore the way in.

The mountain ape is a third-form animal, characterized by having no smell, and is a new pet accepted by the Suicide Forest.

After a while, the mountain monkey came back, and there was no one in the gravel factory, not a single one.

Guessing that Di was drinking wine in the city, in the dark night, with his back against the stone wall of the quarry, Zhang Jing made the call.

Dillon answered the phone about ten seconds later.

After communication, he was now in Mawbin, a small town about 55 kilometers southwest of Yangon.

There are as many rivers in the area as capillaries, all leading to the sea. Dillon is receiving some smuggled phone cards and two bulletproof cars there.

The bulletproof car is a Tiger SUV bulletproof car.

It is not surprising to smuggle these two things, and Dillon is not the first person to do so. In real terms, the first person to smuggle Tiger cars was an American criminal.

They saw the Meng District Yamen banning Tiger cars and wealthy people rushing to buy them.

Lice on a bald man's head - obviously a good thing, of course they will not miss it, buying and smuggling Tiger cars as if they are free.

It is no exaggeration to say that owning a Tiger bulletproof car has become the unified pursuit of D prisoners.

Just as Zhang Jing was about to hang up, a sharp scream came from the phone, and it was not Di Long's voice.

"Boss," Dillon was reporting in the dark night from the driver's cab of a dilapidated flatbed carrier powered by a diesel engine. He looked out and held up his mobile phone to report, "There is something in the river. It jumped up and knocked a person into the water. Like It’s a crocodile, and it looks like an anaconda.”

"Don't die," Zhang Jing quickly reminded, "No matter what!"

The call ended in a hurry, and he couldn't make it.

It's 55 kilometers away in a straight line, so you need to drive back to Naydubi first, and it takes at least 6-7 hours to go around.

The transportation is unbelievably inconvenient.

the other side.

While his companions were panicking, Dillon picked up an AK rifle with a worn-out barrel, jumped onto the roof of the cab of the boat, and was currently looking at the river cautiously.

He likes to play flying saucer as a hobby, and with a gun in his hand, he is confident to deal with all ghosts and monsters. XiuShu.com

When his wish came true, a huge anaconda jumped out of the river on the left side of the stern, and gunshots were fired at the same time.

The ak is powerful and has a high hit rate. Not only did the anaconda fail to attack successfully, but it was seriously injured.

The entourage on board cheered.

While everyone was celebrating, a monkey in the woods on the shore made a fearful cry.

With a keen sixth sense, Dillon decisively turned the gun.

In the direction of the boat, there was a big tree lying across the river. There was a looming anaconda hidden in it. It was about to make a sneak attack. About six or seven meters away, Dillon opened fire again.

The bullets were fired out like a violent storm.

After all, it was a physical creature, not a god or a monster, so it was successfully killed.

As the boat passed under the tree trunks, the blood of the anaconda rained down.

'This ghost place is really dangerous, no wonder there are so few people there. Di Long complained secretly in his heart.

At 11 o'clock in the evening, Zhang Jing learned that Ti Long escaped from danger and left ten containers in the quarry. Zhang Jing left quietly.

It was very late to get back to the hotel.

Surprisingly, as soon as he placed an explosion-proof bell behind the door, someone knocked on the door from outside.

There was no metal on the person who knocked on the door. For Zhang Jing, who was used to seeing metal and had foresight, it felt like seeing a ghost.

Put away the explosion-proof clock, hang it on its hinges, and open the door a crack.

"Hello Mr. Zhang," outside the door was a beautiful woman with cascading black hair and wearing sexy silk pajamas, "I am a China Airlines flight attendant and I have seen you on the plane before."

After making sure that the other party had no ill intentions, Zhang Jing opened the door and let her in.

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