Although he saw the mobile phone, Zhang Feng did not take action rashly.
Not to mention Lao Zhuang who was sitting next to him, even if he was discovered by other people in the carriage, there was no explanation at all.
Now we have to wait for an opportunity.
Zhang Feng slowly closed his eyes and fell asleep. Half an hour later, the vehicle braked suddenly and everyone rushed forward under the inertia.
His eyes lit up, and while Zhang Feng rushed forward, his hand reached into the opponent's pocket like lightning.
His head hit the back of the chair in front of him, Zhang Feng rubbed his forehead and cursed: "How the hell did you drive this car? It almost made me pee!"
There were also curses in the carriage, greeting all the female members of the driver's family.
The phone quickly fell into Zhang Feng's pocket.
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Truck parking.
The door of the container was opened from the outside, and the drug dealers got out of the car one after another.
Zhang Feng looked around and saw that the city had long since disappeared.
Not far away, you can see rows of wooden two-story stilted buildings. In the distance are high mountains and ridges.
The temperature is different from the cold in Kyoto and the blazing heat in Yangcheng. It gives people a feeling of spring breeze, the air is moist, and the lungs are filled with relief.
But this environment has been destroyed.
Looking back, there is only a line of ruts run over by vehicles that is the road.
Ten meters away there was a group of ten soldiers, holding various rifles in their hands, most of which were powerful AK-47s.
The soldiers set up the roadblocks they had just removed.
There are patches of poppies planted on the flat soil in the distance. These poppies can be turned into poison after being refined, and can be turned into a large amount of black money through the hands of drug lords and drug traffickers!
The harm of drugs is self-evident. If one person takes drugs, the whole family will be affected. It not only consumes countless and endless money, but also overdraws the vitality of the body.
If possible, Zhang Feng would like to burn down all the poppy fields with fire right now. If they really do this, there is no doubt that these gunmen will beat themselves into pieces without any hesitation.
"Everyone, it has been a tiring journey all the way. Kunsha has prepared a banquet and is waiting for you." Uncle Sang said.
"Uncle Sang, eating is a small matter, but goods are a big deal!"
"That's right, Uncle Sang, everyone at home is waiting for the goods, and it's all money!" the drug dealers shouted.
Uncle Sang waved his hand to calm everyone down and said, "Don't worry, everything will be resolved at the banquet!"
Under the leadership of Uncle Sang, everyone walked towards the village.
There is one post every five steps and one sentry every ten steps. Every soldier is wearing an old dark green military uniform and has a firearm in his hand.
Zhang Feng could tell that at least half of these soldiers were drug addicts.
"Lao Zhuang, does Kunsha live in this place? Isn't it too shabby and completely inconsistent with Kunsha's identity!" Zhang Feng muttered and asked.
"What do you know? This is a stronghold for Kunsha to trade drugs, and it changes places every year. As for Kunsha's base camp, I don't know where it is!" Lao Zhuang said.
Zhang Feng nodded and didn't ask any more questions.
Even the gangsters on the street understand the truth of the Cunning Rabbit's Three Caves. How could Kun Sa, a drug dealer who has been entrenched in the chaotic land for many years and dared to take armed action against the Taiguo government, not understand
In the 200-square-meter hall, there were ten round tables, and the drug dealers on the left and right were seated in sequence.
Dishes were served one after another, some of which were the characteristics of the chaotic land, and some of which were traditional Chinese dishes.
Zhang Feng nodded and secretly thought that this Kunsha was really considerate. He was afraid that the drug dealers who came would not be used to it, so he specially prepared Chinese dishes.
The drug dealers waited for about twenty minutes before Kunsha walked in under the protection of four soldiers.
Zhang Feng cast his gaze on Kunsha's face, and his physical features were recorded in Zhang Feng's head.
He is about sixty years old, with half-white beard and hair, a pair of gold-framed eyes, dark skin, and slightly fat...
"General Kunsha!"
"General Kunsha!"
…
All the drug dealers stood up and said respectfully.
"Hahaha, sit down. I know you are all gathered to pick up the goods, so without further ado, let's eat first and start picking up the goods immediately after eating!" Kunsha said with a big wave of his hand.
"General Kunsha is happy."
“Doing business with Kunsha is convenient!
"The drug dealers praised him all the time.
Zhang Feng also shouted in agreement.
The drug dealers are not paying attention to the banquet, they are more concerned about how much drug they can get.
Why didn't Zhang Feng have so many thoughts in his heart? He just picked up his chopsticks and started eating happily, without any restraint at all.
Lao Zhuang really couldn't stand it anymore, so he kicked Zhang Feng to ask him to pay attention to his image.
Zhang Feng was unmoved, the meat could not be spared, and the vegetables were also indispensable.
The people at the same table were full of hungry Zhang Feng, pointing and pointing.
Lao Zhuang couldn't stand it any longer, so he whispered: "Second brother, what the hell are you doing? You've never seen a meal before, so pay attention to your image."
Zhang Feng had a fat, tender chicken leg covered in juice in his mouth. He pinched the leg bone with his fingers. With a turn and a suction of his mouth, the chicken leg meat was peeled off from the leg bone and put into his mouth.
Throwing the clean leg bones on the table, Zhang Feng smacked his lips, sticking out his tongue to lick the juice from the corners of his mouth clean.
Seeing this scene of unrestrained love for freedom, Lao Zhuang wanted to find a crack in the ground to crawl into. It was so embarrassing, it was like the reincarnation of a starving ghost.
"Hey, Lao Zhuang, you have never been hungry. You don't know what it feels like to have no food in your stomach!"
Zhang Feng sighed and said sadly: "When I was a child, not to mention chicken legs, I ate even pig food just to survive!"
Lao Zhuang stopped talking, knowing that whatever he said would be in vain.
After one-third of the food on the table went into Zhang Feng's stomach, he finally put down his chopsticks.
Lao Zhuang felt sad in his heart. This ancestor finally stopped eating, so Kunsha even noticed.
"Uh..." A long belch erupted from Zhang Feng's mouth.
Lao Zhuang had the urge to stuff Zhang Feng into his crotch and beat him to death with a stick. It was really embarrassing.
"Hahaha, is this little brother very casual? I also heard from Sang Qu, Zhang Laoer, this name is very interesting. There are really no weak soldiers under Mr. Huo!" Kunsha said with a smile.
Hearing that he was talking about himself, Zhang Feng stood up with some embarrassment, scratched his head and said: "Kunsha really makes you laugh. When I was a child, I never had enough to eat, so I could only feel at ease if I stuffed my stomach full."