The abandoned factory in Zhenbei used to be a sugar factory, which was the industry of a Russian boss. Later, the big boss of Russia died unexpectedly, and the sugar factory closed down.

There are more than one factory in Ashamu Town, and more than one bankruptcy. It is difficult for the people to survive. Without an industry like a factory, you can only think of other ways to make money. So many people embarked on the road of crime.

The pickup truck drove all the way over and took more than twenty minutes. When I arrived at the gate of the sugar factory, it was just seven o'clock.

There are mostly Chinese people in the south of the town, and there are many Russians in the north of the town. Occasionally, you will see a few Russians on the street. Men are generally very strong in figure and women are very slim, but there are also middle-aged women with a stronger figure than men.

Baqi smiled and joked, "You can't find Russian women to find women. Before getting married, she was a beauty. After getting married, she had beer and elbows all day long, and she became an aunt in a few years."

The gate of the sugar factory has been abandoned for a long time, and the iron railings are rusty and black. Lin Kun looked outside but there was no response. At this time, Chen Shaoqiu called again and asked them to drive the car north for about a kilometer and arrive next to a small wasteland. At this time, he saw a man on the side of the road, a Russian woman with heavy makeup and fashionable makeup.

The Russian woman came over and knocked on the car window. Lin Kun rolled down the car window and said, "Beauty, is there anything wrong?"

The woman smiled enchantingly, "Handsome guy, can you take a car?"

Without waiting for Lin Kun to answer, the woman had already opened the car door in the back row, moved her plump buttocks and sat up.

At this moment, Long Daxiang was driving, Lin Kun was sitting in the passenger seat, and there was only one person in the back seat. When the woman got up, the carriage suddenly felt a strong smell of perfume.

Baqi grinned and said, "Girl, I've sprayed perfume a lot."

He originally wanted to ask for a chat, but the girl ignored him at all. She stretched out her tender little hand and said to Lin Kun and the other two: "According to the rules, you must hand over all your communication equipment. Please cooperate with us. This is the rule of our transaction, thank you."

Bazhi and Long Daxiang looked at Lin Kun together. Lin Kun smiled and took out his cell phone first, and Bazhi and Long Daxiang also took out both.

After the woman took the phone, she put it directly into a small bag she was carrying. The bag seemed ordinary, but it was made of insulating signal material. There was no signal at all when the phone was put in.

"Thank you for your cooperation. You Chinese men are still very gentlemen. You don't have any communication equipment on you anymore?"

A woman smiles charmingly and looks like she is a disaster for the country and the people.

Baqi smiled and said, "Beauty, you speak very well in Chinese."

The woman smiled and said, "Thank you for your praise. My father is Chinese, and I have half of Chinese descent."

While saying that, the woman took out a special monitoring device, which was the size of a palm, swept through Lin Kun and the other two, without any abnormality.

Then, the woman said: "According to our trading rules, we must first check the money you brought. The transaction is only limited to cash. I think you, Boss Chen, should be clear about this."

Lin Kun looked at Bajian through the rearview mirror and said, "Brother, let me show her."

Eight fingers took out two boxes from the back of the seat. After the woman took it, she opened it one by one to check. It was full of neat banknotes, not RMB, but Mi Yuan.

After the woman checked, she smiled with satisfaction and said, "Driving, keep walking forward first. I will remind you when you get to the place."

Long Daxiang drove the car forward, and the woman in the back seat guided the way. After driving for about half an hour, he arrived at the door of another abandoned factory.

According to the direction, they had already arrived from Zhenbei to Zhennan and stopped at the entrance of an abandoned dyeing and weaving factory.

The woman got out of the car and whistled into the dyeing and weaving factory. The large iron door of the dyeing and weaving factory immediately opened. Long Daxiang drove in. Behind the gate, four or five Russian men holding AKs stood.

The pickup truck was parked in front of an abandoned factory. Lin Kun and the other two got out of the car. Long Daxiang and Baqi each carried a box. At this time, the woman and two other Russian men came over. The woman smiled and said, "Three, please hand over your weapons, thank you for your cooperation."

Long Daxiang immediately stopped doing it and said, "You have to follow your rules and walk around us around here. Your phone is confiscated. Now you can't take any guys. If you have the ability, put down your gun."

The woman raised her eyebrows and before she could speak, a Russian man with moxie hairstyle beside her roared in a low voice: "This is our rule. If you don't abide by it, just get out of here. Some of our business is done by people!"

Long Daxiang was still about to speak, but was stopped by Lin Kun's eyes. Lin Kun smiled and said, "Two friends, please calm down. We are here for the first time to do business. The rules are not very familiar. OK, whatever you say is what you want us to cooperate happily."

Long Daxiang and Bazhi reluctantly handed over the guys, and Lin Kun also took out the silver king of sand eagle and ghost animals.

The Russian man with a moxie hairstyle next to the woman, when he saw Lin Kun's pistol and the ghost beast with a golden light shining, his eyes lit up. For those who love weapons, these two things are definitely perfect. A hint of greed flashed in his eyes without any concealment.

The weapon was taken away, and the woman took Lin Kun and the other two into the factory. The Russian man with Moshi's hairstyle was waving the ghost animals twice while waving them, chatting with his companions in Russian. Long Daxiang and Bazhi didn't understand Russian. Lin Kun could understand that the Russian man was saying, "Hey, buddy, look at these two treasures, it's mine!"

Another Russian man smiled and said, "Chuck, don't be too happy too early. Chinese people are all very cunning. If you want to swallow their weapons, he will fight you desperately."

"I'm not afraid, I'll give him thirty dollars. If he doesn't agree, I'll let him taste the taste of a gun."

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Lin Kun smiled coldly and walked into the abandoned factory.

There was a strong moldy smell in the factory. This dyeing and weaving factory has been wasted for more than ten years. Almost all the abandoned factories in the town have left traces of transactions from their group of drug lords.

It was sunny outside, but the factory was a bit gloomy. At this time, a Russian man was in the center of the factory. He was tall and shaved with a big bald head. The bald head was tattooed with a tattoo similar to a devil.

The woman walked over with graceful steps, twisted her buttocks and said respectfully: "Mr. Chakrioff, I have brought the person. The 'grain' has been checked, no problem."

When Lin Kun heard the name Chakrioff, he immediately thought of the information given to him by Lu Ting. Chakrioff is the largest drug dealer in Ashamu town, and this time he was indeed a deal with him.
Chapter completed!