Sham Shui Bu, inside a residential building.
Boom boom boom!
"Get out of this misery! Open the door, don't pretend to be dead in there, we know you are home!"
Bang!
The small window on the iron door suddenly opened, revealing a thin and wretched face.
"It's us. What are you looking at? Open the door quickly!"
There were three strong men standing in the corridor. They had oily skin and rough hands. Their clothes were obviously ill-fitting and their expressions were a little nervous. You could tell at a glance that they were not good people.
Tuo Kuhai breathed a sigh of relief when he saw this and opened the three locks inside.
"Where have you been? Didn't you agree to pick up the goods last night? You haven't seen anyone all night. You know what time I waited yesterday..."
Tuo Kuhai opened the door and walked inside. Unexpectedly, when these three people entered the door, they immediately turned against each other.
The two of them winked at each other, quietly took off their belts, and suddenly moved forward to strangle Tuo Kuhai with the waistband.
He was shocked when he was out of the sea of misery, and kept struggling, "Hey, what are you doing? Do you still want to follow some rules?"
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The person who didn't take action was obviously the leader. He walked forward with a sneer, raised his hand, pulled out the pistol from his waist, and placed it between Tuo Kuhai's eyebrows.
"What are we doing? I still want to ask you what you want to do!"
He suddenly exerted force, and the muzzle of the gun was directly pushed against his forehead, leaving a dark mark.
The leader angrily smashed the pistol on the ground. The pistol bounced high and left a dark gun mark on the wall.
"This damn thing of yours is fake!" the leader shouted angrily: "We went to a luxury watch store yesterday to do business, and as soon as we took out the pistol, someone found out! We wasted an opportunity for no reason, and we were also caught. Others have seen his face, and we might even have issued a wanted warrant now.
We finally made a big deal across the sea, and you messed it up like this. Do you think we should cause trouble for you? you say! You say it! "
After leaving the sea of misery, he loudly cried out: "Brother, can you please be reasonable? I only charge you two thousand yuan for each gun. This amount of money can't even buy a few bullets, let alone the Big Black Star."
Now you can get three guns for 6,000 yuan. At least the appearance can be real. What else are you dissatisfied with? "
"Yes! ID card!"
The leader pulled out three blank cards from his pocket, shook them and threw them directly at Tuo Kuhai. "What did you tell us in the first place? It's fake! What the heck, I just took it out and looked at it before I used it, and the words on it naturally faded away. How about you doing magic like me? A few hundred dollars I can only take a look at the ID card I got?"
"Brother, when it was delivered, I made it very clear that this thing is a light-sensitive print and cannot be exposed to strong light. Did you read it under strong light?"
The leader was speechless.
Tuo Hai sighed: "So it has nothing to do with me! Let me go quickly and let me see if the ID card can be repaired."
The leader sneered: "Let it go? Why should we let it go? It took a lot of effort. Since we didn't get anything, don't blame us for being rude to you, the middleman! Brothers..."
Tuo Kuhai was shocked: "What do you want to do? No! This is against the rules. I am just a middleman. I will also provide you with identity, residence and weapons. If you rob me, next time..."
"Can I care about it next time? If we don't get money today, we will starve to death! Do it!"
Just when the leader gave the order and was about to snatch the unlucky guy, the knock on the door rang again.
Boom boom boom! Boom boom boom!
This time the guest was very patient and indifferent. He kept knocking on the door very persistently, knocking three times each time, pausing for two to three seconds in between, and then continued knocking the next time.
Several people stood in the living room and looked at each other. After waiting for almost a minute, the knocking on the door still didn't stop.
The leader finally became impatient: "Hurry up and get rid of it!"
He waved his hand, and his two men loosened their belts and let go of Tuo Kuhai.
Tuo Kuhai glared at a few people dissatisfied, moved his arms, walked to the door and said angrily: "Knock, knock, knock, knock? It's over and over again. If no one speaks, it means that I am too lazy to care about you and have no consciousness at all." , do you owe K?"
There was silence outside the door for a few seconds, and then there was an even louder knock on the door.
This time it was no longer a bang, but a frame. The whole room was buzzing, as if someone was kicking the door hard with a big foot.
Tuo Kuhai was furious. He grabbed a pistol from the messy shelf with his backhand, opened the door violently, and shot the pistol out.
"You can't understand people, can you? If you dare to break down my door, I will kill you today..."
Before he finished speaking, Tuo Kuhai froze.
The reason is simple. A gun was pressed against his head again.
But the feeling this time was completely different from before. It was bitingly cold and exuded a strong smell of gun oil. He could almost feel the bullets in the magazine.
The sea of suffering felt like his blood was running cold. He couldn't help but swallow, and he didn't even dare to move his eyes.
There were eight tough-looking men in slim-fitting suits standing outside the door. The leader was Dasha. At this time, he had a gun on Tuo Kuhai's forehead with a fierce look on his face, as if he was ready to pull the trigger at any time.
The three bandits inside were so frightened by this scene that they retreated quietly and hid in the innermost area.
"Dasha!"
Shabiao walked up, stretched out his hand and patted Dasha's hand away, saying, "Are you going to escape the sea of suffering?"
Out of the Sea of Misery nodded: "What are you looking for me for?"
"Nothing, I want to do a business with you!"
Shabiao smiled casually, stretched out his hand to help Tuo Kuhai straighten his collar, and pushed him towards the room: "This is not the place to talk, let's talk inside!"
The moment he stepped into the house, Blind Snake standing on the other side took the gun from Tuo Kuhai's hand, played with it casually, and threw it behind him with some disdain.
A holster behind him reached out to take it, opened the magazine, looked at the bullets, closed it with a snap, and inserted it into the lower holster.
Eight people filed in, the iron door slammed shut again, and the corridor became quiet.
Not long after, the two neighbors next door quietly opened the inner door and carefully looked around. When they saw that there was no blood in the corridor, they breathed a sigh of relief and slowly retracted their heads.
In the room, the three thieves were discovered instantly. Unable to understand what they were saying, Brother Wu walked up to them and kicked each of them over. Then several trappers came forward, tied them up tightly with ropes and threw them into the kitchen.
During the whole process, Tu Kuhai sat on the sofa in the living room, not daring to move.
There is no way, the situation is stronger than the person, I am the meat on the chopping board, I can only follow orders.
But after so many years on the road, I still have good eyesight.
These guys are well-dressed, act arrogantly, and seem to have no scruples. They are either flying dragons across the river, or they have special identities.
No matter which one, he can't offend him, so being obedient is the best choice.
"Escape from misery! I heard that you are a good broker, and your business involves a wide range of things. You can get everything from fake ID cards to AK47s and rocket launchers. You are an amazing person!"
Shabiao sat opposite him, with a hint of ridicule in his tone.
Tuo Kuhai had an expressionless face: "Brother, you've already been like this, so there's no need to make fun of me, right? I'm just making movie props for a living, I don't have much ability!"
"Are you sure?" Shabiao asked.
Dasha was very cooperative and loaded the bullet. He raised the muzzle slightly and aimed it at Tuo Kuhai's head.
Tuo KuHai quickly sat up and said seriously: "Brother has a good eye. I am a professional broker Tuo KuHai. As long as I have money, I will do anything. What do you want me to do?"
"Nothing! I know you have a lot of connections and I want to do some business for you!"
Silly Biao didn't bother to talk to this kind of guy. In the entire Hong Kong Island, there were not even a thousand but also eight hundred guys like Tuo Kuhai. They were all rats in the gutter, the kind that couldn't see the light of day.
However, I have to admit that these guys are well-informed and well-connected.
So after coming out of Wumingshi's underground base, he briefly discussed it with Brother Wu, and finally decided to use these brokers to get his reputation out.
Silly Biao raised his fingers, and a black suitcase was presented to him by a trapper behind him.
The suitcase was smashed on the coffee table, and he pushed the sundries to the ground arrogantly and opened it. Inside were two m1911s placed staggered.
The whole body is bright silver, with four magazine clips and two suppressors of different thicknesses embedded in the empty space.
Seeing this thing, Tuo Kuhai was stunned.
Shabiao slowly took out a gun, installed the suppressor first, and then pushed up the magazine filled with bullets. There was only a click sound, and everything was ready.
Silly Biao raised his pistol, pointed it at the wall and fired three times.
The bullets penetrated the wall, leaving three bullet holes.
Tuo Kuhai shrank his neck in fear.
Shabiao smiled casually and said: "Don't be afraid, what do you think of this gun?"
Having escaped from the sea of misery and not knowing why, he looked at Silly Biao and dared not speak.
Shabiao said: "I'm letting you speak!"
Tuo Kuhai said quickly: "What a good gun! Absolutely a good gun!"
"Then if you are asked to sell it, how much are you prepared to sell it for?"
"Let me sell it?" Tuo Kuhai was stunned.
"I'm asking you a question, why are you so stunned!" Dasha scolded.
Tuo Kuhai trembled in fright: "Such a beautiful gun, maybe the rifling is still there, it still costs 100,000!"
"Okay! Just pay the price you said!"
Silly Biao slapped the table and threw the gun into the suitcase: "Here are two guns, a total of two hundred thousand! Comes with four magazines and forty-eight rounds of bullets! Pay me now!"
Silly Biao stretched out his hand.
I was so dumbfounded when I got out of the sea of suffering that I couldn't help but open my mouth.
"What? Do you have no money? It doesn't matter if you don't have money, I can pay on credit!"
Silly Biao stood up with a smile: "I'll give you seven days. Won't you make money by selling these two guns? Of course, if you can introduce more businesses, I can give you a hundred dollars for every transaction." The two-thirds commission, please note, is two percent!”
He emphasized, and finally pointed at the three thieves who were tied into rice dumplings in the room: "These three idiots all want to buy guns. Do you think that if it is a real gun, selling them for 50,000 yuan is not too much?"
The instinct to escape the sea of suffering shook his head.
After all, Hong Kong Island has a police force of 30,000 people. Although in special times, various constraints have prevented the police force from exerting the deterrence it should have.
However, compared with neighboring Ao Island, the arms trade is relatively restrained, so the price is more than 30% higher.
The Big Black Star on Hong Kong Island really costs about 50,000 yuan, and if you want more bullets, you have to pay another amount.
Three guns are 150,000 yuan, and 2% is 3,000 yuan.
Shuo Hai was originally in this business, and he understood his reward in a flash of lightning, and then his eyes lit up.
He helped people make models overnight, painted and distressed them, and even gave them three ID cards, but he only won 2,000 yuan.
Now all you need to do is find a buyer, and you can earn three thousand yuan by changing hands. Even a fool knows which kind of business is easier to do.
But……
Tuo Kuhai looked at the suitcase on the table and swallowed involuntarily.
Shabiao stood up: "One week, one week later I will come to get the money. Of course, you can choose to run away or resist, I don't care!
Life is a bit boring, and it would be quite interesting to play a hunting game. What would you do? It’s really exciting! "
Silly Biao smiled and walked away with everyone.
Dasha walked at the back, his gun pointed at Tuo Kuhai until the door slammed shut.
When the room became quiet, Tuo Hai let out a deep breath. It was like his whole body had been ripped out of bones. He lay limply on the sofa and didn't recover for a long time.
"Pounce on the street! I almost scared me to death!"
Downstairs, eight people got into two black SUVs.
With their unique models and almost completely black anti-peeping glass, these two cars stand out from the crowd on the street, attracting many people's attention.
But Shabiao and others didn't care at all.
Dasha sat in the passenger seat, put away the gun, and asked casually: "Is this okay?"
"Of course! Don't underestimate these rats. If they survive until now, they can move around in a small area without the opportunity or resources because of their ability to sneak into the camp. Now they take the initiative to send a few guns. They will not It’s weird to climb up the pole!”
The idiot smiled coldly, his eyes full of confidence.
Brother Wu and Blind Snake in the back row said nothing, but judging from their expressions, they obviously agreed.
The mission given by Anonymous Doe is to build themselves into a third-party arms dismantler. This kind of weapon is available in large quantities and can be used in any way.
After some discussion, several people decisively gave up selling through their previous channels. After all, they are still prisoners. Although they can move naturally outside, contacting their previous network will inevitably lead to complications.
So after thinking about it, they set their sights on these mice.
Five suitcases and ten pistols of various types have been sent out so far.
There are five suitcases of the same style inside the car.
Shabiao pulled out a list from his pocket, crossed out the name of the fifth person who had escaped from the sea of suffering, and finally clicked on the sixth Uncle Ming.
"Let's go to the paper-making shop on Yaliao Street!"
Shabiao reported his address, and the two cars merged into the traffic flow, one after the other, and quickly disappeared.
Upstairs, Tuoshan was on the balcony, looking at the two SUVs with special shapes and a sense of mystery that were gradually going away. He hesitated again and again, and finally gritted his teeth and picked up the phone next to him.
"Hello? Call center? Please leave a message for me. The seafood has arrived. You can pick it up!"
