After Chen Ping pretended to be injured, all the brothers below stopped their actions against Lei Jun, and peace finally returned to Jinling!
This also gave Lei Jun an illusion and made him relax his vigilance! Of course, his relaxation was not in Jinling, but in the South China Sea.
Although there is no secret competition in Jinling now, the tense atmosphere is still there. Chen Ping and Lei Jun both knew in their hearts that there must be a life and death battle between the two.
Chen Ping is waiting, and Lei Jun is also waiting. Just while waiting, they still have to be gentle.
Compared with the tense atmosphere in Jinling, the current situation in the South China Sea is too comfortable!
Since the battle between Yun Kui and Wang Huan ended, the South China Sea has achieved unprecedented stability in every aspect. Even the underground forces have become much more stable.
Because the Liujia Port was bombed before and is still being rebuilt. The only port of entry and exit is the Zhao family's port!
It’s past twelve o’clock in the night, and the port is still brightly lit! Cargo ships are constantly docking at the port, and containers are being transported to the port for parking. Trucks outside the port are queuing up, waiting to load their goods.
Everything looks so normal. These goods are basically goods from various companies in Nanhai, and they are not goods from the same company.
In an office building at the port, Zhao Xiong, the head of the Zhao family, Huang Tao, the current mayor of Nanhai, and Zhao Wu, the head of the Zhao family's port, were present.
Zhao Xiong said to Zhao Wu: "Be careful with all the goods tonight. Don't miss anything. Every cargo ship has entrainment. All must be safely transported back to the company before dawn."
Zhao Wu nodded and said: "Understood!"
"Well, you can do it yourself."
"yes."
Zhao Wu received the order and went to the port outside to receive the goods in person. Every company has their entrainments on their cargo ships.
Huang Tao sat on the sofa and smiled slightly: "After stopping for so long, it's finally possible!"
Zhao Xiong asked: "Mayor Huang, can't you reveal something now? What are those Japanese doing?"
Huang Tao said seriously: "I have said it many times, don't ask so many questions. If you handle this matter well, you will have whatever you want in the future."
Zhao Xiong smiled: "Yes."
Ever since Yunkui came to Nanhai, the delivery of goods has stopped! It wasn't until Chen Ping was injured and Yunlong was transferred that the superiors resumed transporting goods. And these goods are none other than the raw materials for making missiles.
These raw materials are strictly controlled in China. If Lei Jun wants to manufacture missiles, he can only rely on Japan to provide them. These raw materials are transported to the South China Sea through various channels.
At the port, Zhao Wu directed the Zhao family to find the private goods contained in the containers on each cargo ship based on the information. Then they are all piled up in one place, and then loaded into trucks and transported to Zhao Group.
"Brother, what kind of goods are these? Why not put them in a container? Each container contains just a little. Isn't this work in vain?" A worker who was moving goods asked the person who was moving the goods with him.
"Fang Bing, stop asking! You've been working in the Zhao family for so many years, and you still don't understand this rule? It's so hidden, it must be smuggling. Let's just do things well and make money!"
Fang Bing smiled and nodded: "Yes, yes, am I curious?"
"curiosity kills the cat."
"hey-hey."
"What are you talking about? Work hard for me and stop asking! Doing things well will benefit you." Zhao Wu said loudly.
When everyone heard this, they worked even harder! These people are all people who have been with the Zhao family for many years. They are used to things like ports and smuggling!
Moreover, by doing this kind of work, you can earn a lot in one night, and no fool will ruin your job.
It wasn't until after three o'clock in the morning that all the boats carrying private cargo were in place. All the goods added up to two trucks.
Then the truck arranged by the Zhao family transported it back to the Zhao Group. Everything looks watertight!
Zhao Xiong and Huang Tao were in the same car and followed the truck back to the company. The car drove into a warehouse behind the company.
Zhao Xiong and Huang Tao also followed in. As soon as they entered, the warehouse door closed automatically.
Soon, a two-meter-wide entrance suddenly rose from the ground in the warehouse, and then a group of Japanese warriors dressed as samurai came to the warehouse from the entrance.
There were about fifty people in this group, and they immediately started unloading the goods and moving them from the entrance to the underground.
The goods were moved in a short while.
A Japanese man wearing a black Japanese samurai uniform came to Huang Tao and Zhao Xiong and said with satisfaction: "Xingxi, you did a good job!"
Huang Tao immediately bent over: "When working for Yamamoto Jiro, you must fulfill your responsibilities!"
"円西,円西!"
This Japanese man's name is Yamamoto Jiro, a master of the Holy Realm and the person in charge of manufacturing missiles.
Yamamoto Jiro praised a few words, then turned back to the basement, which was a secret base for developing missiles.
In addition to more than a dozen Japanese experts in this field, there are three masters like Yamamoto Jiro, namely Yamamoto Goro, Yamamoto Rokuro and Yamamoto Shiichiro.
In addition, there are more than twenty masters of the Martial Emperor Realm, and a hundred warriors of the Martial God Realm.
This combat power is comparable to the masters of any country! It can be seen that Japan attaches great importance to this plan.
Huang Tao looked at Zhao Xiong: "Okay, you can go!"
Zhao Xiong nodded: "Okay!"
Zhao Xiong was still curious about what these Japanese were doing, but he was not qualified enough and never knew that Yamamoto Jiro was developing missiles.
On the other side, the soldiers carrying goods at the port couldn't wait to come to the Gray Zone Bar after finishing their work!
It’s past three o’clock in the morning and the bar has closed! In a private room on the second floor, Zhang Hu and Peng Chun were waiting for Fang Bing.
Fang Bing came to the box, smiled at Zhang Hu and nodded: "Brother Tiger."
Zhang Hu nodded: "Sit."
"Tell me about your investigation. Are there any results?"
Fang Bing chuckled: "Of course I will pay attention to what Brother Hu told me."
Zhang Hu frowned and winked at Peng Chun. A safe placed on Peng Chun's coffee table was opened. It was full of money, as much as one million.
When Fang Bing saw so much money, his eyes lit up: "Hey, Brother Hu is so generous."
"Stop talking nonsense and tell me what you found." Zhang Hu asked.
"Brother Hu, tonight is just as Brother Hu expected. There have been cargo ships at Zhao's port all night, several times more than usual. Moreover, every cargo ship has Zhao's goods. It took a whole night to collect all the goods. , there are two trucks, all transported back to the Zhao Group!"
Zhang Hu nodded: "Very good, take the money! Remember, keep watching."
"Thank you Brother Tiger, I will."
Fang Bing happily left with a box of money!
Peng Chun frowned: "Brother, as expected by Mr. Chen, the Zhao family is really collecting goods tonight."
Zhang Hu nodded: "You continue to watch every move of the Zhao family, especially Zhao Xun, and find out what he is doing behind the scenes."
"yes."
The reason why Zhang Hu went to stare at Zhao Xiong tonight was because Chen Ping called him and asked him to do so. Chen Ping calculated that the South China Sea should take action, and sure enough, the Zhao family gained something tonight!
