few days ago.
The sky was foggy and rainy, making the dazzling neon lights on the "Fate is You" dance hall a bit mesmerizing.
Through the deafening dance music and electronic music, Wu Jianshan suppressed his anger, and yelled loudly again close to the ear of the foreman:
"Liu Wei! Where is it?!"
Chen Mingsheng stood three steps away, and beside him was Bai Ji with a cold face.
Chen Mingsheng looked around this old-fashioned dance hall. The rotating spherical lights emitting colorful lights still carried the atmosphere of the 1980s and 1990s. The densely packed people on the dance floor frantically shook their heads, swung their hips and hips, like a group of demons dancing wildly.
After being beaten by Bai Ji last time, Liu Wei was really depressed for a while.
Chen Mingsheng knew that he was a wild dog, a wild dog that had gone mad. The more he followed him honestly, the more it showed that his heart was twisted and deformed.
Chen Mingsheng went to the garden, and Liu Wei followed. Once Bai Weiwei saw Liu Wei smiling viciously at her behind Chen Mingsheng, showing his white teeth like a wolf dog, and immediately fell ill with fright.
Bai Ji gave him a place to stay in a song and dance hall near the outer suburbs.
The foreman quickly brought Chen Mingsheng and his party to a private room.
In the corridor outside the private room, the red and green light was strange and dim, exuding a strange smell. Chen Mingsheng could smell the smell of semen mixed with low-quality plastic condoms.
Wu Jianshan slammed the door.
The creaking of the mattress and the moaning/groaning of the woman stopped abruptly. In the brief and strange silence, Chen Mingsheng saw the foreman leaning against the wall, sweating profusely and his legs trembling.
He lost his wink, and the foreman felt relieved, and shivered and ran away, leaning on the wall and dragging his legs.
"Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah!"
Suddenly, as if squeezed from the throat, the woman in the room burst into a series of convulsive calls.
That's a way of moaning to the extreme and losing your mind.
It goes on and on.
Bai Ji didn't speak all the time, and his eyes became more and more cold at this moment. Wu Jianshan and Chen Mingsheng exchanged glances, picked up a fire extinguisher nearby and slammed it at the door lock.
"Liu Wei! Have you fucking had enough fun!"
The unstable old-fashioned door was smashed open, and Liu Wei knelt and stood on the bed naked, while the equally meticulous woman lay in the messy bedding, still twitching intermittently.
"Ho-ho-ho-" Liu Wei smiled strangely, with the scars on his face distorted. One of his eyes was damaged by the hot hot pot base, and he looked at Chen Mingsheng and the others from a strange angle.
"Brother Bai, why are you here?"
Liu Wei's tone was still respectful, and he climbed out of bed to greet him, but under his hand, he calmly pulled a pair of underwear and put it on.
Bai Ji coldly sat down on the single sofa next to the floor lamp, with his legs crossed, a pair of white sneakers were extraordinarily white, clean, and even elegant in this gaudy private room.
He took out a cigarette and lit it.
"Not bad, Liu Wei." The smoke curled up from Bai Ji's nostrils, making his face even more blurred under the dim light. "Business is very good."
Liu Wei laughed dryly, licking his teeth with his tongue. Without waiting for him to speak, Bai Ji suddenly shouted:
"When is it now? You fucking eat, drink, prostitute, and gamble, and you're still selling ecstasy in the ballroom!"
Liu Wei put on his clothes, wiped his mouth, said on his knees: "Brother Bai, I have a sense of proportion..."
"You have a sense of proportion—" Bai Ji remembered the last time Liu Wei leaked the secret, looked at the woman on the bed, became more and more furious, grabbed the empty beer bottle on the table next to him and threw it on Liu Wei's head—
"Brother Bai." Chen Mingsheng put the cigarette in his mouth, and quickly blocked Bai Ji's blow with his eyes and hands. He raised his chin on the bed, "Brother Bai, I checked this woman, she's fine."
Liu Wei turned his head and glanced at Chen Mingsheng. Because his face was disfigured, he looked at Chen Mingsheng's expression, but he couldn't see clearly, as if he was smiling.
But soon, he turned his head and opened the palm of his right hand to Bai Ji, with a micro-syringe lying in his palm.
"Brother Bai, I've tried it. The shipment from Hydra is indeed real."
Bai Ji's hand dropped slowly.
Chen Mingsheng took a breath of cigarettes, frowned slightly, and glanced at the woman on the bed—she closed her eyes tightly, still in a coma, with an expression of wanting to die on her face.
When he entered the door, he observed clearly that the woman's skin was fair all over, and she didn't have any cyanosis caused by heroin overdose.
What does this mean
—It shows that Liu Wei's betting amount is just right.
What does it mean that Liu Wei's measurement is so accurate
—It means that the Burmese goods are as pure as they say.
This batch of goods was picked up by Chen Mingsheng on his own initiative. In the first transaction with Hydra, Baiji was very cautious, the quantity was not large, only less than 50 grams of samples, not even enough for the death penalty. In order to wipe out all the drug dealers on both sides, Chen Mingsheng signaled Lao Xu to let go of the deal.
He has also tested this product. It is white and finer than pearl powder. He put some on his fingers and wiped it on his arm, and it melted into the pores in the blink of an eye and disappeared.
Only such a batch of goods made Baiji make up his mind to do this big one.
"Brother Bai, the purity is at least 4,500 to 5,010 grams. Let's add more lime and caffeine..."
Liu Wei's eyes were bloodshot due to indulgence, with a fierce and fanatical light shining.
"Heh..." Bai Ji laughed suddenly, brushed off the cigarette ash, and seemed to say with emotion:
"Marx said that if there is a profit of 50%, people will take risks; if there is a profit of 100%, they will dare to trample on all laws in the world; Don’t be afraid—we’re making a lot of profit.”
Baiji dresses like a cultured person and speaks like one.
Chen Mingsheng knew that what he was most proud of was that when he was in prison, his spiritual life was empty. He finished eating Marx's "Das Kapital", and after he came out, he was completely reborn.
Liu Wei stood up and said in a harsh voice, "Brother Bai, give me another chance."
Bai Ji glanced at Chen Mingsheng. Chen Mingsheng didn't speak, he smoked a cigarette slowly and calmly, his eyes were calm and clear. Wu Jianshan said, "Brother Bai, I'll go!"
Baiji smoked violently, and the cigarette soon became short. After spitting out his last mouthful, he stifled the cigarette butt in the ashtray.
"This time, I'll go."
…
…
Maybe it was the failure of several large deals in a row that stimulated Bai Ji, or maybe it was his natural suspicion. This time, Bai Ji made up his mind to complete this big deal by himself.
He even avoided the people around him and went to contact Hydra alone.
Chen Mingsheng couldn't get the news and was anxious, but now he can bear it and is patient.
Bai Ji threw him a passport, a set of keys, and a credit card with a bald eagle and the Stars and Stripes on it.
"Weiwei, I've already sent her to the United States. After this ticket is processed, you can go there."
On the brand new passport, there is a photo of him before he lost his right leg. His appearance has not changed, but he is still young and smiling.
Bai Ji patted him on the shoulder and said, "I owe you this leg. Let's enjoy it in the future. I'm old, you take care of Weiwei, I don't worry."
Chen Mingsheng raised his head suddenly.
[When I earn enough money, I will go to retire.]
"Brother Bai, do you really want to go by yourself this time?" Chen Mingsheng held his card and asked hesitantly.
Baiji nodded. Looking at Chen Mingsheng, his face was solemn: "You guys should follow too. Pack up, and set off with Guo Zi tomorrow, take a good guy, no mobile phone."
"How to contact?"
"Meet at Mangshi Bus Terminal at 10:30."
Mangshi, the state capital of Dehong Prefecture, is adjacent to Myanmar.
Chen Mingsheng followed Bai Ji to get up step by step from Ming Kun's grasp. He knows best how cautious and cunning Bai Ji himself is.
It is said that they meet in Mangshi, but they do not necessarily trade in Mangshi.
Baiji should have already confirmed the deal in Dehong Prefecture at the junction of Myanmar, but where is Baiji going to settle in the vast mountains of Dehong Prefecture
Mobile phones are not allowed.
In fact, many communication base stations in Dehong Prefecture have not been fully repaired. There are mobile phones, and the signal is extremely weak.
How to inform Lao Xu of the specific transaction time and address
Chen Mingsheng was thinking in his room alone.
He was a little anxious, but also a little looking forward to it.
Because Bai Ji said, this is the last time.
the last time.
In the middle of the night, Chen Mingsheng had a phone call with Lao Xu, but he still couldn't think of a better way. He sat on the bed, threw away his phone, and kicked down the table next to him.
The bunch of keys that Bai Ji gave along with the passport and credit card fell to the ground with a clatter.
Human memory is a very magical thing. It is a mixture of sounds, images, smells, sensations, and everything else. A repetitive stimulus of any kind may awaken the entire dormant situation.
Chen Mingsheng was stunned for a moment by the crisp sound of the keys colliding.
Yang Zhaoqing's cold and clean face appeared in front of his eyes, and his neck was white and slender, which was exposed outside his coat.
She took out a bunch of keys and put them in his hand.
[Go home and wait for me.]
[The combination lock of the door is 4763.]
4763.
J4763.
Chen Mingsheng suddenly laughed.
"Yang Zhao..."
He dialed Lao Xu's phone number.
"... Cloud A8118. Let all road cards stare at Cloud A8118, Lexus off-road."
Old Xu asked: "What?"
Chen Mingsheng had become extremely sure at this time, and said clearly: "Baiji's life-saving car has been thickened and reinforced, and it is bulletproof. This time, he will definitely drive this car when he trades with Hydra. He may play cards later, so keep an eye on it." Just do it."
"Where the car is, Baiji's deal will be there."
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Mount Sea.
Ruili.
Longchuan.
Yingjiang.
…
Bai Ji led Chen Mingsheng and a group of people to almost fight guerrillas on the border of Dehong Prefecture.
Everyone is extremely vigilant.
Especially Liu Wei, when Chen Mingsheng occasionally met his eyes, he could see unusual cruelty in his eyes.
He felt that Liu Wei took this time as an opportunity to stand up.
Hydra is also a very shrewd person.
Both parties knew that this batch of goods could not be delivered in the slightest, and they were extra cautious. Once, when Mangbang was about to start trading, Baiji somehow sensed some disturbance, and the two parties soon dispersed. After another half a month, we made another appointment in Yingjiang.
Chen Mingsheng knew that the hardest ones were Lao Xu and his brothers who had been following him. Having learned the lesson of Mang Bang, they became more and more afraid to act rashly. Sometimes when Bai Ji entered a small town, he would ask if there were any outsiders. It is estimated that it is common for Lao Xu and the others to eat and sleep in the open.
However, when will the anti-drug matter be easy
There is no ease.
There is no end.
They just know how to move forward. Come out a drug dealer, catch one. Come out again, catch again.
It was the fourteenth night of the night, and the moon was very big, thin, hanging in the sky like a paper cut, quiet and cold.
Chen Mingsheng crouched in the grass, with an unusual tranquility in his heart. Through the scope, he saw that Liu Wei, Wu Jianshan, and Guo Zi had handed over the goods and US dollars to the Nine-headed Niao people, but Bai Ji did not appear in the sight range.
His leg was broken and it was inconvenient to directly participate in the transaction, so he acted as a sniper and guard.
Hydra is also armed.
God knows how many murderous intentions are lurking under the silence of the Basho Pass.
Chen Mingsheng is waiting.
Many others are waiting.
Old Xu told him that this year they officially launched international anti-drug cooperation with Myanmar and established three border liaison offices in Ruili, Tengchong, and Nansan. This operation is the first cooperation between them and the Burmese police in the Dehong Prefecture area. According to the instructions from above, they must catch everything and set a benchmark.
The mountains and forests are quiet, and the moonlight is like water.
Only the transactions on Banana Hill are proceeding in an orderly manner.
It is inevitable to use phishing law enforcement for such things as anti-drugs. Goods, but hands, can not be convicted.
Chen Mingsheng's mood was very complicated. He was nervous, but in that nervousness, there was a trace of peace.
Everything will end at fourteen.
Fifteen is reunion.
He has a family.
There was that woman at home, waiting for him.
Money and goods cleared. Liu Wei and the others each carried a suitcase and left in a hurry.
There was a sudden gunshot from Myanmar, and one of the Hydra gang fell to the ground.
"Hold!!"
"Go back!"
Liu Wei started to run, and almost at the same time, intensive gunshots rang out, and Hydra's armed forces fired wildly to cover their retreat.
Someone was yelling frantically: "Drop the goods! Throw them away!"
"Drop your mother!"
Guo Zi roared angrily. Amidst the chaotic gunshots, his left leg bent and he fell to his knees, howling in pain.
Wu Jianshan, who had lost the goods and ran ahead, spat and turned around to pull Guo Zi. His entire back was exposed within Chen Mingsheng's target range.
Chen Mingsheng's eyes were dark, and he pulled the bolt of the gun coldly but steadily, pressing his finger on the trigger.
[You also know me, ever since my wife gave birth to a child, my mother has put my life on the line.]
The sharp cross was fixed on Wu Jianshan's knee—he pulled the trigger.
Amidst the hail of bullets, a pure black Lexus rushed out like a bunker, aiming at the two boxes of goods dropped by Guo Zi and Wu Jianshan. A black muzzle protruded from the roof of the car, firing mercilessly.
outlaws.
"Brother Ming! Cover me!"
Liu Weiwei yelled, and with the box in front of him, he rushed towards Chen Mingsheng. There was another car not far behind Chen Mingsheng, which was a pre-planned retreat plan.
Liu Wei is strong and can run extremely fast.
He rushed to Chen Mingsheng's position, and just as Chen Mingsheng was about to turn around and sit up, he suddenly felt something was wrong.
The strangeness came from his experience, it was as thin as a spider's silk, and with a slight tremor, he turned his head again—
Liu Wei.
From the very beginning, Liu Wei never took his eyes off him. His unrecognizable face slowly revealed a ferocious smile.
Chen Mingsheng took the gun backhand reflexively, but it was too late, Liu Wei grinned and laughed.
"Brother Ming! Brother Ming!"
Chen Mingsheng didn't expect that Liu Wei's hatred for him had gone deep into his bones, and when he was on the verge of desperation, he didn't think of running for his life first, but wanted to take revenge on him!
Liu Wei's eyes were already red, and his legs and feet pinned Chen Mingsheng down hard. Chen Mingsheng was also fighting with him, his arms and bones were violent.
"Liu Wei, the police are here, are you fucking crazy—?!"
Liu Wei giggled, the scars on his face were hideous and terrifying.
"Brother Ming, I have legs, so I can run away. You can't, hahaha!"
Baiji's Lexus stole the two boxes of goods and was about to retreat. Someone shook the window and shouted: "Liu Wei, what the hell are you doing! Hurry up!"
Taking advantage of Liu Wei's distraction, Chen Mingsheng punched Liu Wei's stomach with an uppercut. It was so strong that Liu Wei let out a muffled grunt, and the strength in his arm loosened. Chen Mingsheng turned over suddenly, and pressed Liu Wei under him. He grabbed Liu Wei's neck, and the two fought together again.
Liu Wei's face was pinched to the color of a pig's liver. He fumbled with his hands, but there was no trace of fear in his eyes. He opened his mouth and breathed "hoho", and the spit splashed on Chen Mingsheng's face.
Liu Wei's strength seemed to relax a little in an instant.
Chen Mingsheng's legs couldn't last long, so he wanted to make a quick decision, so he raised his fist and hit him hard on the bridge of the nose.
The fragile nasal bone instantly deformed under his fist, Liu Wei turned his face to one side, and blood spurted from his nose and mouth.
Chen Mingsheng planned to subdue him directly, but suddenly felt a pain like a bee sting at the base of his thigh.
Chen Mingsheng paused for a while, an unprecedented, violent coolness erupted from his groin, and hit his whole body like a storm and lightning. His ten fingertips trembled violently, and his scalp was numb.
At that moment, the intuition brought to him by his long experience in the drug field made him realize—
Liu Wei injected him with heroin.
No wonder his strength slackened at that moment. He's looking for a spot, spotting a spot—
It takes only twenty seconds for blood to circulate in the human body for one week.
High-purity heroin solution entered from Chen Mingsheng's femoral vein, and instantly entered his heart, brain, and nerve center.
He didn't have extra time to think, he stretched out his arms and legs with his remaining consciousness, and entangled Liu Wei tightly.
Chen Mingsheng stared straight at the sky, under the cold and pale moonlight was the shadow of snow.
The snow fluttered and burned.
Liu Wei's fist hit him frantically on his face, chest, and abdomen. "Fuck/your mother! Damn it! Fuck/your mother!"
Liu Wei tried desperately to break off Chen Mingsheng's fingers, and finally pulled out his own leg. He kicked Chen Mingsheng fiercely on the head, and ran towards the car carrying the suitcase. When he opened the car door, a bullet accurately pierced his heart.
"Brother Sheng!"
"Damn it, don't move! Naloxone detoxification! These are our people! Our people! Hurry up! You guys, go to the second team and outflank Baiji's car!"
The sound of gunfire was chaotic and the smell of blood was heavy. The figures intertwined, and the shouts rose and fell.
Everything has nothing to do with Chen Mingsheng.
His pupils were extremely constricted, and his skin began to turn purple. He stared at the cold moon in the sky, opened and closed his lips. Another one, one together.
All scenes are in chaos.
They are like a drop of ink falling into clear water, they spread out in an instant, the smoke became bigger and bigger, and finally twisted together for an instant, and then exploded together.
In the deepest part of that eruption, the deepest part of all movement, there is a faint picture of stillness.
In the backyard of an empty monastery, there is a woman bowing her head to pray for blessings.
The fourteenth moon will be round, not round.