Wei Kang was even more desperate. Liu Kunlun was lucky enough to die, but he would die soon, because the PPK bullets had been exhausted. After the drug dealer killed himself, he would completely kill Liu Kunlun with one shot.

The drug dealer found something strange from Wei Kang's pupil reflection and turned around suddenly, but it was too late. The gun in Liu Kunlun fired a ball of flame. The first bullet hit the drug dealer's forehead accurately, opened a hole in his forehead, moved forward horizontally in his mind, lifted the back of his head, and sprayed Wei Kang's face.

The danger was lifted, Wei Kang let out a long breath, lay in his seat and gasped for a few heavy breaths, wiped his face, got out of the car, picked up the drug dealer's automatic rifle, and shouted: "It's okay!"

"Maybe a few of the ribs were broken, but it's not a problem." Liu Kunlun said, "Brother Kang, you saved my life. If I had no bulletproof vest, I would have died just now." As he said that, he pulled out a steel plate with a bullet embedded in it from under the bulletproof vest. It turned out that he had lining the Kevlar bulletproof vest by himself. The combination of the two could block the rifle bullets.

"What did you say? You saved my life. If it weren't for your shot, I would have died." Wei Kang said, "By the way, where did you get the bullet?"

Liu Kunlun handed the PPK backwards and said, "Last time you taught me how to shoot a gun, I picked up the bullet shell and asked Lao Xing to reload the ** and bullets, which finally came in handy."

It turned out that the bag of things that Liu Kunlun gave to the dirty kid last time was a bullet shell. Old Xing was called the Gun God. He built a small house next to the railway to make guns and bullets. He was considered a technical talent on the road and a person in the range of a large garbage dump. So Liu Kunlun knew that not every one of the bullet shells could be used. Old Xing only loaded six new bullets. The warhead was made of lead bullets that he had poured into. The range was close, but the power was not small, which was equivalent to a bombing of the bomb.

Just now, Liu Kunlun was shot shortly and got three bullets at the torso. The person who fired the gun was very good. The three bullets hit the steel plate very close, and they all hit the steel plate. The huge impact force knocked him back several meters away. His ribs were broken, and he was so painful that he almost fell into shock. He couldn't get up for a while. Seeing that the remaining one was going to come to repair the gun, it was really over. Fortunately, Brother Kang took action and led him away. Liu Kunlun then got up and walked to the corpse of the drug dealer to check the gun. The rifle had been empty. The drug dealer had no magazines or pistols. He could only draw a dagger and continue to be a weapon.

Fortunately, he threw an empty PPK not far away. At this time, it was too late to reload the magazine. Wei Kang would be killed by someone, so he pulled the gun chamber and filled in with a bullet, returned the chamber, fired, and killed the last drug dealer on the spot.

"You kid, can." Wei Kang could imagine what happened just now. He put away his gun, patted Liu Kunlun on the shoulder, and walked towards the workshop.

Liu Kunlun found an alien May Fourth guy on the guy who was shot in the head, and three holes were punched in the trigger. The grip position was obviously much thicker. When he removed the magazine, he saw that it was a 7.62 pistol bullet with a single input from the double row, which was probably a foreign trade model. He quietly inserted the gun around his waist and covered it with his top.

The two of them carefully copied the chemical factory inside and out, and there was indeed no third person there. In addition to a large number of poison-making raw materials, they made major discoveries. In a storage room, there were a large number of white crystals wrapped in plastic cloth, which was extremely large and countless. There were also a batch of weapons and ammunition, including a step-mounted* launcher, five 45mm guns, and more than a dozen American-style*.

Drug cases and gun cases are coexisting. There must be guns if there is poison. Drug trafficking is a death row, so criminals are often equipped with guns. Many drug dealers are in business and die together when they encounter police. However, it is rare to be armed to this level.

"This is the finished product." Wei Kang pointed to the white crystals and looked back at Liu Kunlun, "We solved a shocking case, perhaps the largest case in Jiangdong's history."

"No, Brother Kang, I have to change my pants." Liu Kunlun said that the pants soaked in sewage were pressed against his thighs, which were extremely wet and cold. If he didn't change it, he would have arthritis.

There is a dormitory in the chemical factory, a bed for four people, and a change of clothes. The two of them looked for pants and shoes to change them, and roasted the fire around the electric heating. The electricity used here did not pass through the power supply bureau's municipal electricity, but used a diesel engine to generate electricity. There were also wine and food on the table. Liu Kunlun picked up the bottle and took a sip of it, handed it to Wei Kang. The two of them drank the remaining half bottle of Moutai.

Two corpses were one east and one west, blood had dried up, firecrackers were sounded, snowflakes were flying, and from small snow to heavy snow, the two brothers discussed the future next to the electric heating.

"I didn't expect that the first shot of our duo was so big." Liu Kunlun smiled, took out a cigarette, lit two, and handed one to Brother Kang. At this moment, he felt that he was qualified to sit with Brother Kang, but his calves were cramped. This is a fear. People will always have fear, and they may not be at the moment of death, but afterwards he thought about it, and he still felt creepy.

Seeing that his hands holding cigarettes were trembling, Wei Kang smiled and said, "Is it the first time I killed someone?"

Liu Kunlun almost cried: "Brother Kang, who is fine to kill people? Fighting is common, and I have never done anything to kill people."

"When I was in the army, I beat several people to death." Wei Kang said, taking a deep breath of cigarettes, as if he didn't want to recall the past. "Killing people, even killing bad people, is quite disgusting." He washed his face seriously and washed all the blood.

"What should I do now? There are definitely more than these two drug dealers." Liu Kunlun said, "I have never seen these two before. We have taken over their factory and we will definitely take revenge. But we are in the dark, and no one knows that we did it."

Wei Kang asked: "What are you going to do?"

Liu Kunlun said: "A fire burned here, at least they could not produce drugs anymore. Then we advise the boss not to interact with drug manufacturing anymore. I think the boss, such a smart person, should agree."

Wei Kang said: "It's not OK to set fire, it will attract irrelevant people. Since the boss is a smart person, he shouldn't have had a relationship with drug manufacturing and trafficking. My brother, Marx once said that when the profit reaches 300%, capitalists will take risks regardless of everything and even sell the rope that hangs themselves to the rebels. Once they get drugs, it will be difficult to get out."

"It's difficult to get rid of it. For so many employees of Dunhuang, and for Su Qing, he must break the drug manufacturing process with one knife." Liu Kunlun firmly cut off the railway and threw the cigarette butt hard, showing his determination.

"What if he is unwilling to give up this income?" Wei Kang pressed step by step, "The boss's stall is very large and there are many places that require money. Buying coal mines in Shanxi and oil fields in Indonesia are all bottomless pits that cost money. Do you think a Dunhuang who makes money can fill these holes every day? Ten Dunhuangs are not enough!"

Liu Kunlun was silent for a while. His young mind was not enough to consider such far-reaching issues, but he had his own insistence, "If you don't buy coal mines and oil fields for the time being, you can't touch things you shouldn't touch."

"Brother, you can do it." Wei Kang reached out and patted his shoulder again and said, "How many billionaires don't understand the truth, you will reveal it in one sentence. This is human greed, which can destroy everything."

"Anyway, he has to agree if he doesn't agree, and he can't help it!" Liu Kunlun said ruthlessly, with a strong ambition in his heart, as if he was loyal ministers and generals who helped to save the danger and turn the tide. He believed that Su Rongmao would finally wake up and thank him in the end, and Su Qing would also thank him. Everyone in Dunhuang would benefit from his life-sacrificing battle with Brother Kang tonight, but the truth might never be known.

Wu died and Wen died and he was already killed. He had already fought to death. When the sky dawn, Liu Kunlun would go to Su Rongmao to death. As for the result, he didn't want to guess or care. He thought he had done what he should do.

The snow fell very heavily. At dawn, the four fields were already covered with white spaces, and even the filthy garbage dump turned into a flawless world. The snow continued to fall. Their cars were all cars, so they were afraid they could not drive back through the thick snow. Fortunately, there was an off-road vehicle in the yard. Liu Kunlun said: "Let's drive a Toyota back. This car is better, much better than the Zhongjip."

Wei Kang couldn't laugh and cry, "Brother, that's not the ZhongJip, that's the Mercedes-Benz G. He's so awesome, better than Toyota."

"Anyway, it's all good cars, so drive them all away." Liu Kunlun said viciously.

Wei Kang said: "This is a car of evidence for drug trafficking, otherwise it would be better to drive away. Forget it, staying behind is also a problem. Let's drive away one."

The two drove out of the Mercedes-Benz G, and saw that the chemically rich sewage was still not frozen, shining with dark light in the vast white area. They carefully passed through the water surface and passed the garbage village. The Duke of Audi Chehe River was covered with a thick layer of snow. The road was difficult to walk on the road. It was indeed difficult to drive back to the city with a low chassis. However, the King of Mercedes-Benz G, the King of Off-road Vehicles, did not have this trouble. The two of them slowly walked in the snow and drove for an hour and finally got on the road. Today, it was extremely cold. The snow that was rolled by the vehicle turned into ice. The road was very slippery. The municipal engineering vehicles of the transportation municipal government were sprinkling industrial salt on the road, and the snow shovels were busy. Entering the city, the traffic was not relieved. People who wished New Year's greetings were full of congestion everywhere, the snow was still falling, but it was much smaller.

According to Su Rongmao's habit, he would stay at Dunhuang for the New Year on New Year's Eve. To put it bluntly, he would play mahjong overnight, and then hold a group meeting on the morning of the first day of the New Year. Employees in the city gathered together to have fun and enhance cohesion. So Wei Kang drove to the vicinity of Dunhuang and said, "Brother, don't drive this car in. It's not good to be photographed by surveillance."

Liu Kunlun said: "Yes, this car should not be related to Dunhuang."

As soon as Wei Kang turned on the steering wheel, he parked the car in an alley next to him. The two of them didn't rush to get out of the car, and looked cold, because the next work was more difficult than dealing with the drug manufacturing workshop.

Liu Kunlun said: "Brother Kang, I'll go alone. If he doesn't listen, you can go again."

Wei Kang nodded: "Okay, you go and talk first, if you don't, I'll talk later."

Liu Kunlun said: "You can't do it, I'll let Su Qing talk again. Su Qing doesn't do it yet, so I'll let my aunt persuade you. I don't believe that he doesn't listen to so many people's advice." As he said that, Leng Jun turned into optimistic confidence.

"Go, be careful." Wei Kang patted Liu Kunlun's shoulder, "Is the ribs okay? Why don't you go to the hospital first?"

"It's okay, it doesn't hurt much now, I'll go." Liu Kunlun got out of the car, threw it onto the car door casually, and walked with big strides. As he walked, his feet staggered. It must be that the injuries on his body began to cause trouble.

Wei Kang saw his back disappearing, and then took out his cell phone. He found that the battery was out of power and turned off. He changed into a battery and turned on it. He saw several missed calls. After thinking about it, he still called back: "Martial Zhan, I, Xiao Wei, have made significant progress..."

...

On the fifth floor of Dunhuang, the group tour has not started yet. Although Su Rongmao played mahjong all night, he was still in good spirits. He was wearing pajamas and lighting a cigar. When he saw Liu Kunlun coming in, he greeted him and asked, "How is it, it's not easy to drive back. This snow is heavy enough, but it's good for crops."

Liu Kunlun didn't sit down and looked serious. Su Rongmao lit a cigar and looked up at his driver. It seemed something was wrong. Liu Kunlun, who used to be in a suit, actually had a dirty 87-style camouflage pants and a pair of rubber boots.

"Have you gone to fish?" * Mao smiled, "or have you gone to fight with someone?"
Chapter completed!