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Chapter 292 Shipping
Watched by Wang Fang, Wu Ming drifted away.

Walking in the dirty alleyway, he had an intuition that this meeting might be the last time each other saw each other, and everyone's fate had come to an end.

In the future, Wang Fang may graduate from school and become a white-collar expert. With her good looks, she may find a young and wealthy boyfriend.

But all of this has nothing to do with him.

Perhaps, when Wang Fang has her own child a few years later, she will sit on the sofa with the baby in her arms and tell today's story.

Tell the children that in 1983, I once wanted to smuggle to Hong Kong Island. On that fishing boat, I met a group of very interesting people.

If it weren't for that group of people, I might have sunk into a nightclub, never daring to hope for happiness, and then kissing the baby twice.

The past will go with the wind, and everything will be gone.

Back in the hotel, Wu Ming shared what he had learned, and everyone smiled for a long time.

"Let me just say, auspicious people have their own destiny. We are all blessed people. How could we always be on the back! Look, now the opportunity has come. After this batch of goods is sold, everyone will be at ease." Niu Dashun smiled. After waving his hands again and again, the sorrow on his face disappeared.

After pouring himself a cup of hot tea, Mr. Jiang, with a cigarette in his mouth, raised his voice, "Call and try, and see what Mr. Bang has to say, whether he is interested in this batch of goods."

"Okay, I'll call now and see how the appetite is over there."

Wu Ming picked up the phone in the room, checked Lord Bang's number, and quickly dialed it.

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The phone rang a few times, and then an old voice came: "Hello, who is it?"

"Master Bang, do you still remember us? Last time we met at the Kimberly Nightclub." Wu Ming clicked on the last meeting to give Lord Bang time to think.

Two seconds later, Mr. Bang's laughter came from the phone, and he said with a smile: "Remember, it's you, what can you do with me this time?"

"Master Bang, our brothers recently got a batch of jewelry worth about 5000 million Hong Kong dollars, Lord Bang, are you interested?"

"5000 million jewels, I'm interested, of course I'm interested. However, recently, only Xinyue Jewelry has problems. Are you responsible for that case?"

As the largest smuggler on Hong Kong Island, Lord Bang is obviously not ignorant.

Wu Ming and the others were not surprised to hear the other party screaming about the origin of the jewelry here, after all, many things are obvious.

Xinyue jewelry store lost 9000 to [-] million worth of jewelry, and they also sold a lot of dirty goods.

As long as you are not a fool, you will know after a little association that there is nothing to hide about the stakes.

Therefore, when Wu Ming was told by the other party, he didn't care too much in his heart, and said bluntly: "Master Bang, Ming people don't say dark words, this batch of goods is in our hands. A few days ago, we contacted Dong Qi to ship the goods, and the result was that Anti-Bone Boy, intends to bite us hard and mess up everything. We brothers, now want to ship quickly, and after much deliberation, we think of you, Mr. Bang."

"It's easy to say, I know Dong Qi, and his hands are not very clean. However, he is very measured, and you can deal with him, which is considered superior. How about this, I am willing to pay 3000 million for this batch of goods, you guys If you are willing to trade, come to my house in three days. If you think the price is low, just pretend that I didn’t say this, and we will make a fortune together next time.” Although Master Bang’s voice is old, his tone is very firm.

After hanging up the phone, Wu Ming frowned slightly, dissatisfied with the price.

The price of black goods sold is generally half of the price of the goods themselves, and the regular market is like this.

The value of this batch of jewelry in everyone's hands is about 9000 to 5000 million, and the selling price is normal at [-] to [-] million.

But Lord Bang's bid was only 3000 million Hong Kong dollars.

In other words, if you ship from him, everyone will earn 2000 to [-] million less, and the bulk will be earned by others.

"How was the talk?" old man Jiang asked.

Wu Ming shook his head slightly, and replied: "Not too good, there is only willing to pay 3000 million, which is much less than what we expected."

"It's not a lot, it's too much. It's 2000 million less at once! Doesn't it mean that we work hard and earn more by doing nothing, and in the end we can only drink soup?" Niu Dashun was dissatisfied , all emotions are written on the face.

Everyone worked hard and put their lives on the line to get back the 5000 million worth of goods.

In the end, the big head belonged to someone else, so I could only drink the soup, and I can imagine the depression in my heart.

No wonder others say that there is no future in fighting and killing.

Like this kind of boss who sits on the channel and eats meat with his mouth, no matter how brave and ruthless he is, there is a clear gap with others.

"Let's ship it. We don't have much time, and we don't know a good buyer. It's impossible to sell at a good price. Without Mr. Bang, I'm afraid there will be Mr. Li, Mr. Zhang and the like. It's not a good thing to delay. "Old man Jiang is older, and he is more able to calm down and understand what everyone needs.

After all, with all the plans, there are only ten days to return to the main god's space.

Everyone doesn't know any powerful people, and it's almost an impossible task to distribute 5000 million dirty goods within ten days.

Unless you want this batch of goods to fall into your hands, selling them at a low price is the only way to solve the problem.

"That's it, the money is ours only if we get it in our hands." Wu Ming also nodded in support and settled the matter.

Three days passed in a flash.

During these three days, everyone stayed in the hotel, basically closing their doors.

The outside world, the police on Hong Kong Island, are almost crazy, and there are wanted warrants posted all over the street.

Mr. Jiang and Liu Chengbei are the most wanted targets. Each of them has a bonus of 20 yuan, which attracts the attention of the hotel owner.

However, with heavy rewards, not everyone will become a brave man.

The hotel owner is a smart man. He does business in the Kowloon Walled City, and often receives wanted customers.If he didn't pay attention to it, he wouldn't stay here peacefully, and he would have been fucked to death long ago.

For this, Wu Ming and the others took out 3 yuan, which was regarded as a hush money for the hotel owner.

The hotel owner took the money with peace of mind, and assured him that if there was a problem with him, everyone could come back to him at any time.

"Uncle Chicken, how did you inquire about what I asked you to do?" Leaning on the counter, Wu Ming talked with the hotel owner, nicknamed Uncle Chicken.

Uncle Chicken is about 40 years old, a bald middle-aged man, grinning and replied: "Find out, the police have been dispatched in the past two days, sweeping the entrance of a gang called Letu, and arrested dozens of people from the other party. No. The charge was not announced at all, and the team was led by Inspector Cheng from the Kowloon Police Station, and it seems that even the Flying Tigers were dispatched."

What Wu Ming asked Uncle Chicken to inquire about was whether any gangs had been abolished by the police in the past few days.

In everyone's thinking, if the police can't find them, they will definitely attack another group of people.

Unlike everyone's Rootless Ping, the other group is well-staffed and cannot be composed of lone rangers.

Sure enough, within two days, Letu became the focus of attention, and was frequently swept by the police. I heard that even the boss was invited to drink tea.

"Uncle Chicken, who is Letu's boss and how old is he?"

"Letu's boss is Niggi Tang, who is about my age, and the black one is the same as Bao Gong."

Uncle Chicken gestured at the other party's appearance, and Wu Ming nodded repeatedly.

No mistake, that day at Central Pier No. 5, everyone has seen the face of that person, which is similar to what Uncle Chicken described.

If there was no mistake, the gang was Nigger Don's men, and the big boss in the blue suit was Nigger Don himself.

"Uncle Chicken, thank you for your hard work, take it to drink tea." Wu Ming took out several thousand yuan bills from his pocket, and put them on the table.

Outside the door, the old man Jiang, who was ready, also started the car with Niu Dashun, ready to trade with Lord Bang.

Pulling the coat on his body, Wu Ming walked out of the hotel gate and sat on the off-road vehicle.

Sitting in the car, he repeated what Uncle Chicken had just said to the two of them, focusing on the matter of the black ghost Tang being invited to drink tea.

"The police bit Nigger Tang, so he must have been alive that day and confessed to the police. However, the words of these people are not enough to form a chain of evidence, let alone convict Nigger Tang. As long as Nigger Tang insists, these people will be executed. To extract a confession, after producing evidence of his alibi, he will be released after two days of detention at most. After he comes out, we will kill him and wait for his return."

On the Mercedes-Benz car, Wu Ming wiped his pistol, and opened his mouth without raising his head.

Hearing that he could avenge Liu Chengbei and Niu Dada, Niu Dashun, who was driving, looked colder and his face showed a bit of ferocity.

The car was running on the road, heading all the way to the river beach area.

Half an hour later, the group of wealthy villas located in the river beach area slowly came into view.

"Stop, this is the rich man's villa area, you are not allowed to enter without an invitation letter."

At the sentry box at the door, the car was stopped by security guards.

Rolling down the car window, Wu Ming handed out a business card and said, "We are the guests invited by Mr. Bang. You can call Mr. Bang and you will know."

A security guard took a business card and approached the guard box to make a call.

In less than 5 minutes, the railing blocking the road was lifted up, and Mr. Bang's business card was returned.

"Master Bang's villa is in the innermost part, and it's the one with the sycamore tree planted at the door." The security guard had a smile on his face, looking extremely friendly.

Wu Ming took the business card and signaled Dashun to continue driving. At the same time, he gently carried the travel bag containing jewelry on his shoulder.

"Here we are!" The off-road vehicle slowed down slowly and stopped in front of a gate, in front of a villa with two sycamore trees.

Everyone looked out through the car window and saw people in black suits patrolling the villa area with their dogs on their hands.

Just a casual glance, such people saw at least a dozen, and even their heights were all about 1.8 meters, which was obviously carefully selected.

"This Lord Bang seems to take his own safety very seriously, and he is a person who cherishes his life very much." Old man Jiang looked back and said casually.

Hearing such words, Wu Ming also nodded lightly, and said with a smile: "It's good to cherish life. The more you cherish life, the less you will act rashly. This kind of person cherishes feathers and takes the overall situation into consideration. The risk is very small.”

The master Bang who has achieved success and fame is different from a little character who is full of dissatisfaction and half of the bottle is dangling.

For people like them, what they want in the end is to stabilize the overall situation. As long as the overall situation is in hand, they can have money to come to their door if they talk about it.

These bigwig-level existences have gone beyond the level of fighting and killing for money, and have turned into class beneficiaries.

As long as they are not too outrageous, people like them are very respectable in the upper class.

There are no major and special cases. These people are a minefield for the police. One black and one white jointly maintain the order of Hong Kong Island, and they are no longer pure order destroyers.

"You meet me outside, and I'll go inside to get the money."

Opening the car door, Wu Ming got out of the car with his travel bag on his back, and headed towards the villa without looking back.

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(End of this chapter)