"Probably!" said the King of Hell, "Should we go and let Owen and the others go now?"
When we were on the ship just now, Wenatch had already said that people like Irving had been locked up.
"Haha, don't worry, people like this need to wake up quietly in there!" Zhang Feng said.
The king of hell said: "Then let's find a place to sleep!"
"That's right!" Zhang Feng laughed.
Leaving Owen and his gang in the cold basement was a lesson to them.
Perhaps their lessons have been profound enough.
The best place here in the port is the villa in Vinacci, a few hundred meters away from the port.
It is a three-story building, decorated with splendor and splendor, and there are more than a dozen luxury cars in the garage below.
"Sell all the valuable things here!" Zhang Feng said.
The King of Hell and the others had no objections. These were all ill-gotten gains. They came here to ask for some traveling expenses. They did it while it was dark.
Just leave this job to Jackal. He only needs a phone call. Of course, this call is to Zhai Qiang. Jackal said: "I have a batch of goods here, you ask someone to come and take it away!"
"What level?"
"Private goods! Eighteen cars." Jackal said.
"Send the location!"
Zhai Qiang spoke very loudly, as if he could handle every place in the world. Jackal gave him the location, and Zhai Qiang said, "Where's the time?"
"I'm in Marcia, I'll leave before dawn!"
"Okay!" Zhai Qiang said.
Now that we’ve finished talking about money, it’s time to talk about something else.
"How is the situation there?" Zhai Qiang asked.
Jackal said: "We are cooperating with Interpol to suppress the bandits. It is going well so far. The bandits have been taken care of. Where are you?"
"Of course it went very smoothly and I made my money back!" Zhai Qiang said proudly.
This is amazing. You must know that Zhang Feng gave him a lot of money last year, and he earned it back in just one year. He really has a business acumen.
"That's not bad!" said the Jackal.
"It's necessary, what else is there?"
"Want a coast guard ship?"
"Better say no, this thing is hot!"
"OK!"
The two hung up the phone, and Zhai Qiang over there started making calls. After making ten calls in ten minutes, they finally got it done.
Three hours later, three huge trailers appeared outside the villa. Jackal went over to negotiate. Seven or eight people came. They drove the cars in the garage onto the trailers and then drove away. The whole process only lasted forty minutes. Eighteen A car costs an average of half a million dollars, which is a considerable amount of income.
After these cars are shipped, the money will go to Zhai Qiang's account. Of course, the money will not go to him in an unknown way, it will just be laundered.
If Zhai Qiang can't do this, then he should go back to his mother's arms in Kyoto.
It's too easy for him.
There is nothing that Zhang Feng likes in the villa. Women's jewelry and the like are only of small size, so keep them.
Regarding the cars in the garage, Jackal also had an operator. He went nearby to get seven or eight cars and put them in the garage.
People from Interpol will come to check tomorrow morning, as well as the Malaysian police. They have to show off, otherwise it will be troublesome.
The atmosphere in the port was very strange at night. There were many people watching the fun, but they didn't dare to make any noise. There were two gunshots, at the customs building and on the sea outside the port.
There are several police cars parked on the roadside more than ten kilometers behind Uzi Port. These are the Malaysian police. They are watching here, waiting for the movement inside the port, but after several hours, there is still no news. Irving called once and asked them to enter the port first. How is this allowed
If it was okay in normal times, I would have earned income just by going through the motions, but it was not possible now, and I was going to die.
So they are waiting.
"Captain Karma, do we want to enter the port now?" a police officer asked.
Captain Kama, who was smoking and very hesitant, said: "Wait, wait!"
This mission was assigned by the superiors to cooperate with the Interpol, but the details of how to cooperate were not explained clearly, giving Captain Kama a lot of room to play.
Captain Kama knew that many people above him had been fed by Wenatch, including a little guy like himself.
A clear sign that the higher-ups want Vinacci here.
With Wenatch around, many people were well fed, and if anyone touched their cake, that person would have a hard time.
Captain Kama doesn't want to be this ghost. These days, so-called justice and conscience are luxuries. He is an ordinary person.
This is what Captain Kama thinks now. He just wants to survive and live a little better, just a little better. Is this wrong
Who can say he is wrong
Let me tell you from which angle you look at it.
"Captain Kama, how about we go back?" the subordinate said again.
"etc!"
Captain Kama said solemnly, he has always had a better attitude towards his subordinates.
He wants to make a report to the higher ups, what kind of report
There is so much knowledge here.
The men stopped talking.
…
In the warehouse, Owen couldn't sleep. He was locked in the cold storage, along with the captains, eleven of them including him.
Now my whole body is frozen and my teeth are chattering. Although I usually train regularly, I only have one set of clothes on me when I stay in such a cold place.
"Oh, Owen, captain... we are going to freeze to death here, what should we do?"
The cold storage can only be opened from the outside, and they are locked.
"Be patient, let's do some exercise to keep our bodies burning!" Owen said as he moved his body.
But his body was frozen, how could he move
If you want to exercise, you should have done it more than an hour ago.
The cold was consuming the energy in their bodies very quickly. The more they exercised, the faster the energy was consumed. After a few minutes, Owen gave up and fell to the ground shivering.
No one cares about him, and they can't protect themselves.
"Is it difficult for me to die here?" Owen murmured.
Although I can't move my body, I still have the strength to speak.
One of his men said: "Captain, where are those Chinese people? Will they come to save us?"
"Them? Let's forget it. They've probably run away now. Those pirates won't let them go!" another person said.
"I think they also have some skills!"
"Really? They are just people who sell their martial arts skills on the street. No matter how good your kung fu is, you can kill them with one shot. There are hundreds of pirates. Can they beat them?"
"That Mr. No. 3 punched William and crippled him. I don't even have such punching power!"
"That's because William is too weak and can't prove anything. They won't come!"
Owen said: "They are gone, let's ask God to forgive us!"