I haven't been a boss for many years

Chapter 728 Traitor
Three days later, Takadanobaba.

Azu led people to a stable, and with his hand he lifted the straw spread in the wooden box, revealing plastic-wrapped gypsum bricks one by one.

"Double lions on the earth, old-fashioned famous products, transferred from Hong Kong Island, produced by Xinji!" The middleman was wearing a leather jacket, holding a toothpick, and said aloud: "You cooperate with Xinji, and we will supply you at the lowest price in the future. The goods in the Tokyo market are even [-]% cheaper.”

"It's enough for you to fight a price war and plunder Ridao's market share. As long as you can survive, how much will you want in the future?"

In Hong Kong, the number of addicts dropped rapidly when the police cracked down on them.

Because it is not easy to buy goods, and there are no horses to pull people's heads, the number of people will naturally drop.

The market also shrinks.

After Xinji took over the channel in northern Myanmar, he made a lot of money at first, but then he felt something was wrong. Under the general environment of Xiangjiang, he could only seek to export the goods.

Xiangjiang was originally the largest transit point in East Asia, and it was not an option to go to sea to harvest gringos.

With the hard work of Xinji, the export share is naturally getting higher and higher. The Ridao market has always been the focus of attention. There was no suitable export target before. He Yiqing has a red stick to increase the shipment volume. Xinji will definitely is strongly supported.

Azu pierced the plastic seal with his nails, stirred up a little bit of powder, and inhaled it into his nasal cavity: "Hiss!"

"what!"

He raised his head and exclaimed, "Cool!"

"Top goods!"

"This is US dollars, with a purity of more than [-]%. The latest international extraction technology is easy to kill people if you inhale it directly. It is recommended to mix it with something."

The middleman said: "How to mix and how to sell is up to you. Anyway, our newly recorded shipping price is internationally unified, that is, the shipping fee is different according to the country and port."

"You pick up the goods at Tokyo Port, and the shipping fee is 2000 Hong Kong dollars per kilogram."

Azu rubbed his nose, took a box of banknotes from the younger brother's hand, and handed it forward: "Coincidentally, we also pay in US dollars, let's count them."

The middleman took it and handed it to Ma Tsai. He turned around and said, "The ice cubes and ecstasy pills that are popular in Tokyo are all children's toys."

"It's far less healthy and energetic than plant essence. Sooner or later, your products will defeat you. Come on."

"Good job, I appreciate you." He held out his hand.

Azu shook hands with him, said with a smile, "You really have vision."

Ma Tsai put away the cash box, stepped forward and said, "Boss, the amount and banknotes are correct."

"There will be discounts for large quantities in the future, goodbye." The middleman led people out of the stable.

Azu clapped his hands in satisfaction: "Take the goods back to the warehouse, and start bulking at night."

A group of young men took off their suit jackets, lifted their shirt cuffs, and with weapons strapped to their waists, they busily began to move boxes.

With worried eyes in his eyes, Feng Zai stepped forward and said, "Brother Zu, if such a large amount of goods is scattered, it will definitely not be hidden from Big Brother's eyes and ears."

"Leave him."

Azu looked fearlessly, and said: "We do it, ours, big brother can't bear to steal his father-in-law's territory, we can!"

"Never be a dog for Japanese islanders."

Feng Zai was still a little uneasy: "But last time, Brother Datou warned us that if we were discovered again, He Yiqing and the Shanjian Group would come and beat us."

"Our dozens of people may not be able to hold on."

Azu sneered: "Who says we can't hold on?"

"Come to the pier with me at night." He put his arms around his younger brother's shoulders and whispered in his ear.

early morning.

two o'clock.

In the Port of Tokyo, a large cargo ship shipping around the world is slowly docking at the berth of the pier. Several sailors are standing on the deck, lighting a cigarette and blowing the sea breeze.

Sitting in the back seat of the Toyota, Azu straightened up, picked up a mask and put it on.

The horn mask with red patterns was gently pulled up and hung behind the ears, outlining the cold facial contours, with two holes drilled out of the eyes.

flirtatious.

Chill.

"This batch of goods was handed over to the club by the chief rudder, but the club wants to stop expanding and even sell the goods to the three-person group at a low price." Azu said indifferently: "Sitting in the hall is no longer worthy of representing the club, let them be in In our hands, start the name of He Yiqing!"

Don't look at He Yihai's command to mobilize a large number of arms to the port, as if arms are worthless in the world.

In fact, in Japan, a pistol can be sold for hundreds of dollars, a rifle for more than a thousand dollars, and a box of ammunition worth hundreds of thousands.

The ship is worth millions of dollars on the black market.

It is not arms that are valuable.

It is delivery ability!
A month ago, the struggle between He Yiqing and the Sanji Society was fierce, and dozens of people died on both sides. He Yiqing crossed the sea with a phone call, and the chief rudder approved the weapons.

But then Sanji would reach a settlement with the Shanjian group, and He Yiqing closely followed the strategy of the Shanjian group, which made the brothers' deaths unworthy.

I didn't get a single street in the Feishui District I wanted to get, just a few more gambling stalls, restaurants, and small businesses for valet parking.

This caused a small group of people in Heyiqing to be very dissatisfied with the appeasement policy adopted by the big head, and the representative is Azu!
Those people have already gathered around Azu, forming a big faction, forming a family of its own.

Most of them and the members of Yiqing also felt that sitting in the hall was indecisive and not cruel enough, forming a consensus of consciousness.

Development can cover up all contradictions. When the speed of development slows down, contradictions will come to the fore.

Azu is not fighting alone!
"Do something!" He opened the car door, wearing a black windbreaker, holding a gun in his right hand, and the sea breeze rolled up the hem of his clothes.

"boom!"

"boom!"

On the pier, several gunshots sounded.

The three boys who had just stepped out of the commercial vehicle and were trotting to get on the ship to pick up the goods were immediately shot in the back and fell to the ground.

"Bang bang bang!"

Wearing different colors and horn masks, the six boys all followed the elder brother and shot in the back, very decisively.

A Zu pulled out the magazine, replaced the bullet, raised his leather boots, and stepped over the corpse.

A hand suddenly grabbed his foot, covered in blood, and shouted inarticulately: "Judgment, judgment, traitor..."

"My betrayed brother is not a club!" He raised his gun and pulled the trigger again: "Bang!"

Another shot to the head.

Immediately, he boarded the deck, found the delivery man, and said aloud: "I am Wu Yuanzu, the master of Heyiqing Xinsu Hall, and I just dealt with a few policemen below."

"Azu, I recognize you." The delivery man shook hands with him and said with a smile, "Is the car here?"

"Outside." Azu put away his gun and said.

The delivery man smiled: "The gunshots may have attracted customs, you can dispose of the corpse below, give me an address, and I will deliver the goods to the designated location."

"Don't worry, keep safe." He Yihai has several smuggled car warehouses in Tokyo, and some office staff.

Azu heaved a sigh of relief, and patted the other party's shoulder: "Thank you, I leave the matter to you, remember, this batch of goods has leaked out, so don't let anyone touch it."

"except me."

The delivery man had a proud expression: "I understand, it's a small battle. I'm picking up all the goods from northern Myanmar. What's wrong with this little storm."

Kabukicho Street.

an apartment.

The big head was lying on the bed, sleeping deeply, and the sound of grunts kept ringing. There was a young woman with fair skin, long hair, and a slim figure lying beside the pillow.

"Ding ding ding, ding ding ding..." On the bedside table, the phone rang in a hurry.

The big head shook his head, straightened up in a daze, picked up the phone and asked, "Who is it?"

He felt that the club was on the right track, Fuqing people had a firm foothold in Tokyo, and life was getting better and better.

In general, nothing happens late at night.

But the nigger's anxious voice sounded from the other end of the phone: "Brother, the shipment to Tokyo Port at night was intercepted!"

"what!"

The big head woke up instantly, and exclaimed: "Only a few senior people in the company know about that batch of goods, how could they be intercepted!"

Such a large amount of ammunition is used to prepare hundreds of people. If it falls into the hands of someone with a heart, it is enough to prepare a violent group.

The ammunition inventory in the society is not enough for the ship!

The black ghost said: "The brother who was sent out to pick up the goods didn't call back after half an hour, so he sent someone to the pier to check, but he didn't even find the body."

"But there was blood at the scene and the cargo on the ship was taken away."

"There is an inner ghost!" The big head was secretly startled, thinking carefully and terrified, he lifted the quilt and said: "I will go to the company now and tell all the stalls to pay attention to precautions."

"Pay attention to the black market again. Is there a large number of arms sales..." He changed his clothes and came to the company. The niggers and Taibao's capable officers stood up one after another: "Brother Big Head."

"Big brother."

"Is there any news?" The big head looked at the three of them: "Fifteen minutes."

The black ghost and the Taibao looked at each other.

The Tai Bao swallowed his saliva, and said aloud: "There is news that Azu disappeared with a group of people yesterday. I asked Azu's steeds, and they didn't know."

The big head looked at Tai Bao: "Where did you go?"

"I don't know either, but Azu has been bulking up outside recently, trading directly with the leaders of the three-member group and the black dragon group."

Azu increased the supply volume, reduced bulk cargo, and directly supplied large quantities to other clubs, delaying the time for the big head to receive the news.

The big head immediately said in astonishment: "When did it happen!"

"Three days ago." Taibao said.

"Why didn't you tell me three days ago?" Datou was furious, but the Taibao lowered his head, obviously favoring Azu in his heart.

"Hurry up and find Azu, if you want to see people, if you want to see people, if you want to see dead bodies!"

"Yes!"

Several hall masters quickly agreed, and was about to leave when the big head suddenly said: "Remember to bring a gun, the goods are really in their hands, you can't fight without them."

"Understood." As long as you put on your weapon for self-defense and make another phone call, the brothers will arrive naturally.

The black ghost said: "Do you want to inform the chief rudder? After all, this batch of goods was sent by the chief rudder, maybe the chief rudder can ask for it back."

Datou was a little hesitant, but finally sighed: "Got it..."

But he first called his father-in-law Shan Jianzhiya, and then he called the chief helm of Xiangjiang Yihai.

the next day.

early morning.

Zhang Guobin came to the company wearing a suit. He just sat down in the office and received a cup of coffee from the secretary. Brother Yao stood at the door and knocked on the door: "Da da da."

"Please come in."

Zhang Guobin said loudly.

Brother Yao entered the door and said, "Zhang Sheng, there is a call from the head of Yiqing sitting in the restaurant. The goods that arrived in Hong Kong last night were intercepted."

"Someone dares to intercept our and Yihai's shipment?" Zhang Guobin was taken aback, and then asked, "Did the brother who was in charge of the shipment yesterday call back?"

"Yes."

Brother Yao sat on the chair with a strange expression: "I called my brother again in the morning to confirm that the goods arrived at Hong Kong safely, and Wu Yuanzu, the red stick of Heyiqing, took over."

"I asked about the situation in detail, and suspected that the goods were intercepted by Wu Yuanzu privately."

"That is to say."

Zhang Guobin frowned: "There is a civil strife in Heyiqing?"

"Correct!"

Brother Yao nodded.

"Interesting, there may be civil strife with Yiqing, but Datou stopped talking on the phone." Zhang Guobin tapped his finger on the table: "Tell Ah Hao to bring more brothers."

"It's time to go to Tokyo for a walk."

Brother Yao persuaded: "Since Tokyo is in chaos, let them handle it themselves, it's a small print anyway."

He Yiqing is not He Yihai's official name, but a subordinate name.

Zhang Guobin said firmly: "He Yiqing is a very important chess game in Ridao, used to harvest little devils."

"The ghost economy has been harvested by the United States internationally. I don't have a financial system to harvest, so I can only use associations to carry out black harvesting."

"Indemnity after the war is always paid." He has no prejudice against the people of Ridao, but he has a very direct view of Ridao, without talking about those twists and turns.

This country owes us!

He has no right to forgive his ancestors, and he doesn't think that Japan's economic development and cultural development are superior to Japan's. On the contrary, he thinks that Japan's island has its own bad roots.

Standing on the shoulders of the nation, he has the right to look down on Ridao, not only earning his money, but also looking down on him.

In order to harvest Ridao, it is natural to cultivate the community in Ridao, which is why he has been supporting the expansion of He Yiqing, provided that He Yiqing is under his control.

Two days later.

Kowloon, Kai Tak Airport, a special plane takes off.

Straight to Tokyo.

Backbone.

Sister Mei was sitting in front of the wine table, crossing her legs, revealing a pair of beautiful feet in flesh-colored stockings under the cuffs of her blue jeans.

Bao Yaqiu sat opposite, put his head together, and said mysteriously: "Sister Mei, did you hear something that Brother Bin is going to North America next year."

"what happened?"

Miss Mei had her high heels on her toes.

Bao Yaqiu said: "So, next year the association will choose a new seat."

Meijie blinked her eyes and said in a playful tone: "You Wangqiu, you are very suitable as a sitter, do you want me to support you?"

"Two million Hong Kong dollars!"

Bao Yaqiu slapped the table and yelled aggrieved: "Sister Mei, who do you think I am? Buying votes with money?"

"I admit that I do have money, but I'm not that despicable. Grandpa once said that sitting in a restaurant is not about having more money than anyone else. Things with a price tag will only get cheaper as they sell."

"Money can buy tickets, but it can't buy the loyalty of brothers." Bao Yaqiu said righteously: "I want to support you as a host!"

"If you are willing to stand for the election, I promise to give you two million, no, five million Hong Kong dollars as your campaign fee?"

Meijie's high-heeled shoes fell to the ground, revealing a delicate and small sole with red nails.

"Come out to vote, and still have money?" She heard it for the first time, and she couldn't help being a little surprised: "You think I'm a stupid girl? Brother Bin went abroad, so he's not dead!"

"This position, whoever chooses it, I won't choose it anyway!" Sister Mei said fiercely: "I'll give you a sleep, you choose!"

While He Yiqing was fighting among himself for the club's line, He Yihai was fighting for the seat in the hall, each showing his talents.

In short.

Everyone wants to escape.

The news that Brother Bin is about to select the next sitting hall, unknowingly spread throughout the club.....
Bao Yaqiu swallowed his saliva, looked at Sister Mei: "Sister Mei, your beauty trick is out of date, I have a favorite candidate, and I plan to call on everyone to support him."

"what do you think?"

(End of this chapter)