Ali quietly observed the two cameras at the door and imprinted the layout of the place in his mind. He could write down the place and layout after returning home.
Lin Kun knocked on the door and saw Ali inside.
When the man saw Ali, he didn't open the door. He looked at Lin Kun, indicating if something was wrong.
Lin Kun was in pain now, and he shouted angrily,
"Open it~"
Only then did the man open the door...
Lin Kun looked at the janitor with fierce eyes. He lost his temper rarely and said,
"Why are you so stunned?"
“…”
Lin Kun took Ali in. Ali turned to look at the layout of the door. The door only had two layers of protection, which was not very high. There were five locks on the inner door, and an iron gate on the outer door.
Ali waited for the door to be locked before following the others in...
If someone smarter would be interested in Ali, it's a pity that the gatekeeper is the nephew of the production master who got in through connections. He is also stupid and plays the role of beating and baking in the production process.
Lin Kun walked in and saw that the master inside saw it was Lin Kun. He immediately spoke to Lin Kun,
"Can't solidify..."
"Why can't it solidify?"
Lin Kun looked at the things in the basin anxiously. He lowered his head to smell the smell inside. He was also a master before, so he naturally knew that the whole process still smelled.
Ali saw another side of Lin Kun, and for the first time he knew that Lin Kun would control him.
Ali looked deeply at Lin Kun, Lin Kun's skillful movements.
Lin Kun knocked on the table with a spoon, looked at the scattered powder and said,
"give me a cigarette."
“…”
Lin Kun watched the doorman light up the cigarette. He waved his hand to signal Ali to stay away. He took the cigarette and pointed it at the powder.
The powder ignited in an instant...
The d-making master looked at the ignited powder and said with a clue,
"Hey, it's magnesium."
Lin Kun looked at the old master angrily and said,
"Magnesium is silver-gray, and this is potassium nitrate. Didn't you learn about it in middle school?"
"where did you buy it?"
The production master knew that the opportunity to shirk responsibility had come, and he immediately answered Lin Kun's question,
"I didn't buy it at the store in Sham Shuibu."
"You must have taken it by mistake, mix it up immediately, otherwise it will be too late."
"Yeah, let's burn that shop down tomorrow."
"What are you burning? Come here with two sets of U.S. dollars. Open it again."
Ali looked at the scene of everyone, and he just stayed where he was. He originally thought that Lin Kun just hired the master to sell, but he didn't expect that Lin Kun himself could do this.
Lin Kun threw a gas mask to Ali, and Ali took it up and watched the whole process of making it.
Under Lin Kun's leadership, the whole process went smoothly...
Lin Kun worked hard for several hours with his injury. He wiped his sweat and explained to Ali. He believed that Ali should understand what he meant after having been with him for so many years.
Lin Kun wanted to teach Ali something so that Ali would not know anything when he took over. He showed Ali a piece of wrapping paper.
"This is the Double Lion Globe card. It used to be the Morphine Brick."
“It takes a lot of work to make it smokeable, so now it’s all finished products.”
"That's 99% of it..."
"Lao Chai calls him Sizi, and we call him Meijin."
"Smoking it directly will kill people, so it will be mixed with water. The water mixed with water is called Jiangzhi, which is the kind you ship."
"Our purity is high. Customers will add some k, glucose or smurfs themselves to ensure higher profits. Some are even more unscrupulous and even add wall dust."
"However, our goods must be good to have repeat customers,"
Lin Kun looked at Ali who had a confused look on his face. He knew that Ali was not interested in these things. He picked up a hly that looked like a brick and said,
"Do you know why it is a rectangle?"
Ali shook his head and pretended that he was just learning.
Lin Kun stuffed a brick of hly into his back pocket. It was just the right size. He smiled and said to Ali,
“Convenient for shipping…”
….
Zuo Zuo found Uncle Luo on Bolan Street. Uncle Luo was caught by Zuo Zuo's men and put on the rooftop. A group of people were beating the elderly Uncle Luo.
Looking at this guy named Uncle Luo with his left hand, he was leaning against the rooftop wall and smoking a cigarette and said,
"I'll give you a try..."
"Don't even think about leaving a second time."
He raised his left hand and looked at his watch. He looked at the time on it and said,
"I've given you 21 more hours to live, and you're pretty good at hiding. Have you ever thought about leaving here?"
Uncle Luo was held down by the person on his left hand. He looked up at his left hand and shouted injustice, saying,
"Brother Zuozuo, I don't have it~"
"I didn't cross any boundaries~ Those fellow Taoists can fight wherever they like. How did I know he went to Yau Ma Tei?"
"I really didn't cross any boundaries~"
His left hand shrugged and smiled. He looked at Uncle Luo and said,
"I heard that you are in charge of Yau Tsim Mong District. I wonder what area Yau Tsim Mong includes?"
"Um…"
When Uncle Luo heard this, he knew that his left hand knew a lot about him, but he still shouted out his injustice. If he didn't shout, he would lose all hope of living.
"I followed the rules. I really wasn't in Yau Tsim Wang Fang."
"I only play for Dongxing and Hongxing, and neither Lian Sheng nor I like this kind of thing. I don't even take orders from Guan Zisen. Those fellow Taoists really have nothing to do with me."
His left hand nodded, he looked at Uncle Luo with a smile and said,
"Oh~ That makes sense."
"Then if you reveal the banker, you'll be fine~"
Uncle Luo and Lin Kun have been working together for a long time. Lin Kun can really kill his whole family, but that is not necessarily the case with Lian Sheng.
Now his family is ready to fly. Lin Kun is the only one who knows where his family is.
Uncle Luo has figured out which side is more serious, and he won't admit it even to death.
"I haven't seen it, I don't know who it is..."
It doesn't matter to the left hand whether he can tell who the banker is, he also knows which banker is so easy to miss if asked casually, so he can leave these matters to the old man.
"I've never seen it~"
"Then I have to say sorry to you."
Uncle Luo's eyes widened when he heard Zuo Zuo's words, and he shouted loudly,
"don't want…"
"I still have money, I can use the money to buy my life."
As long as you hold Uncle Luo's goods in your left hand as a sample and compare them, you can know who is selling the dealer's goods.
Not to mention this, there is the next one.
I looked with my left hand at what people who were about to die would say. Every time they said the same thing,
I have money, I have wind, I have rain (power)…
In the end, after seeing that there is no hope, what he will probably say is: I will take the first step, and you will come down. Or you may not die well.
My left hand is tired of hearing these things.
He twisted his neck with his left hand, which meant that the matter was over, but it was a bit over the top. I don't know what the old Silver Snake would have done.
He stretched out his left arm, bent his fingers, and took out a few "bricks" from Uncle Luo's hiding place. These were Lin Kun's goods, and they were very pure U.S. dollars.
If you smoke it directly, you will die...
Pensus used a tool to scrape off some of it, and the man on his left hand tied Uncle Luo's mouth with yellow tape and suppressed his limbs.
Now Uncle Luo can only breathe through his nose.
Looking down at Uncle Luo with his left hand, he patted Uncle Luo's face with his hand and said,
"Let you know what it means..."
"Harming others will ultimately harm yourself."
He poured several handfuls of scraped powder into the basin, and then pressed Uncle Luo into the basin.
Uncle Luo blew hard through his nose to disperse the powder, but...
There was no way he wouldn't breathe forever.
Uncle Luo was trembling all over after being pressed in for a short while.
His fingers were like stiff chicken claws. He was foaming at the mouth and even the tape couldn't cover them and slid down to his neck.
Looking at Uncle Luo with his left hand, he smiled softly,
"Let's put things away."
"Yes, Brother Zuo."
