Golden Fishery

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  On June 10, at St. John’s Airport, a Fokker F50 small passenger plane slowly landed on the runway.

This is a small passenger aircraft with only 60 seats. It is a regional transport aircraft. It uses a twin-engine turboprop power engine. It has been developed for 30 years. However, because of its simple maintenance and low fuel consumption, it has been very popular in North America. Popular.

The plane stopped, and Mao Weilong came out, carrying a saber bag and a hand-carrying travel bag. He looked at the plane through the corridor glass and muttered: "Canada still has this kind of small plane. It's fun. It's a flight attendant. The quality is too bad, absolutely bad reviews!"

  Mumbled all the way. Under the guidance of the flight attendant on the ground, he went to the airport lobby and took his remaining luggage from the conveyor track—there were eight suitcases alone! The big and small packages add up to double digits!

  Buy an electric transport trolley for 100 yuan, Mao Weilong left the airport and called Qin Shiou.

  The call was dialed, but no one answered, Mao Weilong scratched his head. I was a little nervous. Before boarding the plane, the beast was still answering the phone. Should I tell him the time to disembark? Why is no one answering the phone?

  The electric transport vehicle at the airport only delivers luggage to the exit. The driving youth kindly reminded: "Sir. Are you here to travel in St. John's? Do you need me to call you a car?"

  Mao Weilong dialed out again and shook his head: "Thank you, no, my friend will pick me up."

  The youth did not speak any more. He helped Mao Weilong unload his luggage and said, "I wish you a good time," and left.

  Mao Weilong waited anxiously on the side of the road. A taxi drove up and asked if he wanted to take a ride, but he quickly refused.

   Soon, a domineering and luxurious Cadillac drove over, and Mao Weilong saw the appearance of the car, without looking at the photos, he knew that it was Qin Shiou.

  The car stopped, Qin Shiou smiled and got out of the car. Without a word, he gave him a bear hug directly.

   "How is it, are you tired? It's hard work to come all the way."

   "Tired, but I don’t feel tired when I see you, haha, you guys did a good job, it turned out to be President One! But what happened to my luggage?"

  Looking at the pile of luggage. Qin Shiou grinned and smiled bitterly. You kid moved here, so he plans to find a consignment car to help carry the luggage.

Mao Weilong was leaping and active. Nobody had spoken for more than ten hours on the plane before, and he almost didn't suffocate him. So when he saw Qin Shiou talking about all kinds of things, he finally pulled Qin Shiou mysteriously and asked, "Hey, you said. What was the surprise that brought me when we met? Ahem..."

  A large Ford F150 pickup quickly drove over, and then the door opened. Two big men with big height and fat body got out of the car and rushed towards them.

  The two people who appeared were dressed in white shirts, black ties, and black suits. With big tyrannosaurus sunglasses on his face, only half of his face and a thick beard under the jaws were exposed. Mao Weilong glanced at it and felt a tyrannical air oncoming. Get out of the way quickly.

  But, this matter is destined to come to them. It was useless for him to avoid, a big man walked directly to Qin Shiou and said coldly, "Hello, Mr. Qin from Daqin Fishery?"

  Mao Weilong was taken aback, he noticed that Qin Shiou's face suddenly changed, and he felt bad in his heart.

  Qin Shiou coughed: "Sorry, we have already found the consignment truck, so you don’t need your pickup... Kogoro, run with me..."

  Speaking, he threw away the suitcase in his hand and pulled Mao Weilong to run.

  Mao Weilong is dumbfounded, what is this all about?

  Another man with a more fierce face quickly rushed to block Qin Shiou’s path. Two violent men doubled around, and Mao Weilong panicked and shouted: "Police, security..."

   Clamped two people, two big men held one by one, pulled the door to push them both into the car, and then sat in.

"Let me get out of the car, you guys..." Mao Weilong yelled while struggling, but he closed his mouth halfway through his words. He was horrified to see that the cold-faced and neatly dressed young man in the driver's seat took out an M1911A1. Pistol!

A big man got in the passenger seat and took out a pistol with a touch of his hand. He said coldly: "Mr. Qin, you'd better keep your friend quiet. Our BOSS just wants you to be a guest. There is no other meaning. "

Mao Weilong, a military fan, recognized it at a glance. The gun in his hand was the world-famous Glock 17, and because of family reasons, he had played with the real gun many times. Now he can tell that the guns in the hands of these two men. , None of them are fakes!

  At this moment, Mao Weilong was a little scared. He looked at Qin Shiou anxiously, feeling depressed. What the **** is this and what? I'm obviously here to travel to the local tyrants to relax, how did I get **** with the local tyrants?

  He turned his head to look, and found Qin Shiou's face calm, his hands behind him holding the phone and his fingers beating quickly, apparently sending a message blindly.

  I don't know what happened, Mao Weilong didn't dare to speak, so he could only stare at Qin Shiou eagerly.

  Qin Shiou smiled at him slightly, but the smile looked pale: “Don’t be afraid, it’s okay. The bosses of these people are interested in my fishery, and we are negotiating the price of the sale.”

  Mao Weilong's heart sank. He immediately guessed what was going on. Obviously, Qin Shiou’s fishing ground was favored by a mang leader. He wanted to buy and sell. It is estimated that Qin Shiou was unwilling. This guy did it directly!

  The car started, and slowly drove onto the airport expressway, Mao Weilong was anxious, this is not in China, his family power is useless at all!

   Sending a message, Qin Shiou pushed the phone away under the cushion. Mao Weilong didn't know what was going on, and he didn't dare to interrupt at will, racking his brains to imagine how to solve the current crisis.

  As a result, although he has an old man in front of the police chief, this kind of thing is also the first time a virgin finds a young lady. He is completely inexperienced, and he starts to think about it.

  Looking at the two black hole pistols in front of him, Mao Weilong felt extremely sad. He had hoped that Qin Shiou could bring him some surprises, but the surprise came, and it was a big surprise!

  After enjoying this surprise, he has to consider his own results. Judging from the current situation, a likely result is that the major domestic media will publish a news tomorrow:

  Civil servants went to Canada to travel and lost contact, and they were found dead in the wild again. China’s Ministry of Foreign Affairs protested...

  This result is already relatively good. If it is almost, it is that a year later, there will be a news release from the media: civil servants have lost contact during a trip to Canada, and so far there is no trace. Domestic netizens clapped their hands and applauded...

  In his wild thoughts, the car entered a trail as it drove off the highway, and it became more and more desolate as it drove off.

  This made Mao Weilong hate it. For the first time, he felt that setting up a toll gate on the highway in his country was also very good. If someone just got stuck in the car, they could be rescued if they were not sure.

  The car continued to look forward, and when it reached an intersection, two assault vehicles suddenly rushed out from both sides of the intersection.

  The two cars are painted with green camouflage. They are both Land Rover-Brave K assault cars, with JTF-2 written on the front of the car.

"Damn! JTF!" The coldness of the car suddenly changed. He stepped on the brakes heavily. The Mercedes-Benz Ford F150 braked suddenly, and the thick wheels rubbed against the ground. Down.

  At the same time, when the assault vehicle appeared, Qin Shiou pulled Mao Weilong down and shouted: "Hide, this is the elite of the Canadian Second Joint Mission Commando!"

  Canada’s second joint mission commando, Mao Weilong knows that this is an emergency special counter-terrorism force established by Canada with the assistance of the American Delta Force. It is second only to the brave and combative emergency special forces in Canada.

  He suddenly guessed that Qin Shiou secretly used his mobile phone to send text messages behind his back, and he should have called the police. (A great event of pie-dropping in the sky, a cool mobile phone is waiting for you! Follow it~ Click/Official Account (WeChat add friend-add official account-enter qdread), participate now! Everyone has a prize, now follow qdread immediately WeChat public account!) (to be continued~^~)