Courtyard House: Why is my time-travel experience so shabby?

It's a dark night in St. Georgetown.

At the west dock of the city, in a remote warehouse, Du Weiguo’s undercover game is still going on.

There were six men in total who filed in, each carrying two large black canvas handbags.

With just one glance, Du Weiguo knew what they were carrying.

Judging from its color and fineness, the flour should be hemoglobin with a purity of more than 40%.

Judging from the heaviness of their footsteps, it can be judged that the handbag weighs 150 kilograms, a total of 900 kilograms.

As the big boss behind Triangle Land and the world's largest D-lord in terms of shipments, although Du Weiguo never personally participates in this unethical business, he is also aware of the market situation of this thing.

Taking the market conditions in Triangle Land as a reference, the first-hand delivery price was US$2 per gram. After being transferred to Tang Conglong in Bangkok, the price doubled to US$5.

As for the terminal price, that varies.

The prices vary greatly in different regions, ranging from less than ten dollars to more than ten or even twenty dollars.

In America, the current production is not high, and the price will be several percent higher than that in the Triangle Area.

Therefore, as long as these guys sell the "goods" in their hands, the profit will be at least one million, or even several million.

This is a huge sum of money. You have to know that just a year or two ago, Du Weiguo's appearance fee was only 200 million.

"Damn it, it's really a big business!" Du Weiguo felt murderous intent in his heart.

Even though he is the number one D-man, he will never allow this damn thing to spread in Saint Georgetown. Yes, he is so double-standard.

Suppressing the surging murderous intent that wanted to attack and kill everyone present, Du Weiguo once again looked at the short and fat man in front of him with a smile on his face.

Apart from the initial greetings, all communication between him and Liu Ye was conducted in Spanish, so Du Weiguo didn't understand a single word.

But there is no need to understand. Just by observing, he can draw many conclusions.

Judging from the appearance of this short and fat guy, the temperament of his subordinates, and the special "goods" they brought, this guy should be a warlord from the Silver Triangle.

"Did these bastards hear something? No, absolutely impossible. It must be a coincidence."

Du Weiguo began to feel suspicious, but then he denied his own guess.

Previously, in order to monopolize the supply, Du Weiguo had sent orders to Guyana and Persia East, asking them to train their troops as soon as possible and eradicate the two drug dens, the Silver Triangle and the Golden Crescent, nearby.

Miss Hu started late and has a shallow foundation. The situation in Jin Xinyue is complicated, with various forces intertwined, so it will be difficult to launch an attack in a short time.

However, Guyana has enough money and people, and now it has a strong army and horses, and it is almost ready.

In recent months, the Kunpeng Special Forces have sneaked into the Silver Triangle many times to conduct field surveys and even determined the route for the troops to be dispatched.

Su Li's original plan was to dispatch three reorganized divisions this fall to wipe out the separatist forces entrenched in the Silver Triangle.

Of course, things have to be kept secret, and currently there are only three people who know about this plan: Su Li, Du Weiguo, and Guo Fu.

Du Weiguo didn't believe that Su Li or Guo Fu would leak the information, and he didn't believe that this group of rabble could extract top-secret information from them.

At this time, the men walked straight to the open space between the two groups and put down more than a dozen canvas bags.

General Tie Gou stretched out his hand and made a gesture of invitation:

"Sixth Master, look at my sincerity. The top-notch "goods" are purer than the 39 brands in Triangle Land!"

Brand 39 is the flagship product of Triangle Land, and is known to be the purest product in the world. It is currently popular in New York and South Citibank.

Sixth Master's eyes sparkled: "Pureer than 39 brand? Really?"

"Hey, it's a must!" Tiegou's fat face showed a proud look:

"Sixth Master, I brought a total of 450 kilograms of "goods" this time. They are all here. You can find someone to inspect them at will."

"Okay, okay, General Tie Gou is really capable and courageous! Then I'll find someone to inspect the goods."

Seeing that Tiegou's words were so convincing, Liu Ye was immediately overjoyed.

But he was a cautious person after all, and of course he would not easily believe the hook, but snapped his fingers behind him.

What surprised Du Weiguo a little was that after the snap of his fingers, it was Xu Guozhen who walked out from the corner.

He first nodded to Sixth Master, then nodded to General Tie Gou opposite him, and during this time he did not forget to glance at Du Weiguo out of the corner of his eye.

Xu Guozhen walked straight to a dozen bags, slowly squatted down, picked a bag at random, opened it, reached out and took out a "square brick" wrapped in oil paper from the bottom.

Then he took out a long and thin needle from his inner pocket and stabbed it into the square brick. When he pulled it out, some powder came out of the syringe.

Xu Guozhen pushed the frame of his glasses with a serious expression. He first carefully observed the color, then sniffed the smell, and then gently licked the pin.

He closed his eyes and savored it for a few seconds before spitting out the last bite.

It must be said that he handled this business process quite professionally. Du Weiguo was stunned and felt very impressed.

He did not come to a conclusion immediately, but followed the same method and checked different handbags continuously. After testing three times, he slowly stood up and nodded to Sixth Master.

"Sixth Master, that's right, they are all top-grade, the quality is no less than that of 39 brands."

"Hahaha~" Upon hearing this, Sixth Master's face suddenly turned red and he laughed out loud.

"Okay, okay, General Tie Gou really keeps his word! He always keeps his word. It's rude not to reciprocate. I'll show you my sincerity."

He hesitantly shouted behind him: "Come!"

Following his call, a dozen thugs slowly came out from the back, pushing dozens of heavy metal cargo boxes on carts.

Seeing these cargo boxes, Du Weiguo's eyes shrank slightly again, and the murderous intent in his heart almost boiled to the point where he could no longer suppress it.

Sixth Master was a little excited at the moment and did not notice the subtle changes in Du Weiguo beside him.

He opened the top cargo box with his own hands, tore off the sealed waterproof oil paper, and took out a brand new rifle with a cold metallic gleam.

He weighed the rifle, sniffed the smell of gun oil slightly exaggeratedly, raised his hand, and threw the gun directly to General Iron Hook.

"Look, this is the Guyana Type 68 automatic assault rifle, a new gun that just rolled off the production line this year."

General Tiegou raised his hand to catch the rifle, pulled the bolt very skillfully, checked the chamber and magazine, and then pulled the trigger.

"clatter!"

Hearing the clear and melodious sound of an empty gun firing, his eyes suddenly revealed a mixture of satisfaction and greed, and his eyelids were squeezed into unique iron hook shapes.

"What a gun!"

But he seemed to suddenly think of something, handed the rifle to his men, and his eyes remained on the cargo boxes piled up like a mountain.

"Sixth Master, how many guns are there in total?"

Master Liu patted the cargo box beside him and moved his body behind the box intentionally or unintentionally:

"There are 40 new guns in each box, for a total of 60 boxes, no more, no less, exactly 2400 guns."

"2400?" General Tiegou's face instantly darkened.

"Sixth Master, this number is probably not right. I brought 450 kilograms of super-grade goods, and you only gave me a few guns?"

According to the current market conditions, the "goods" brought by Ironhook are worth millions of dollars even at the lowest first-hand price. The ex-factory price of the Guyana Type 68 rifle is $120, and the shipping price is generally $150. On the black market, new rifles are sold for between $200 and $220.

To put it in context, the value of the 2400 guns is about $30 at the lowest and about $50 at the highest.

Wow, Iron Hook lost more than half of his blood. No wonder he changed his face. He didn't pull out a gun and start a fight. He was considered to be well-mannered.

"Click, click~"

Seeing his unfriendly tone, the followers behind him immediately drew their guns and loaded them without saying a word, and the atmosphere in the warehouse suddenly became tense.

At this moment, Sixth Master had hidden half of his body behind the gun case, and the other half was hiding behind Du Weiguo.

However, he remained calm and replied with a smile:

"General Tie Gou, please don't be anxious. I am also very sincere, and of course I have more to say than what I have now."

General Tiegou's expression eased a little, and he raised his hand and pressed it down. His men were quite obedient, and immediately lowered their guns when they saw his gesture.

Exhaling the smoke, General Tie Gou said in a sinister voice:

"Sixth Master, I am just a rough man who leads troops in battle. I am impatient. You'd better tell me the truth about what the number is."

At this moment, Sixth Master's eyes flickered.

He first glanced at the row of handbags on the ground, then looked at the dozens of strong men standing behind Tie Gou with guns in their hands.

Finally, he looked at Du Weiguo, who was standing in front of him, as still as a mountain.

At this moment, this guy still had his hands in his pockets, a cigarette in his mouth, and was as calm as if nothing had happened.

Sixth Master had witnessed Du Weiguo's miraculous skills with his own eyes and knew that he was not pretending, but was truly a man of great skill and courage.

"Damn it, I have an expert by my side now. Otherwise, should I just become a home-made cannon out of the woods and kill people and rob them?"

The idea of ​​robbing other gangs suddenly arose uncontrollably.

With Liu Ye's network of contacts, this batch of goods can be completely digested in just 3 months, or even less time, and the income will be at least 500 million in net profit.

Even though Liu Ye's business seems to be quite big, with an annual turnover of nearly 3 million, his gross profit is actually only about %, after all, there are many links in the middle.

The worst thing is that more than half of the money earned has to be distributed as a profit to filial piety, and one also has to make various arrangements and recruit people to support the army.

In fact, the amount of money he could actually put into his own pocket was only a few million. To put it bluntly, he was just a passing god of wealth.

But on second thought, if I can make it into a long-term business, I can earn millions every year.

In addition, if he really did this, the good reputation he had worked so hard to build would be ruined. Even though he was doing black market business, his reputation and credibility were more important.

It's an illegal activity in the first place, and you keep turning the table over and robbing others of their rights. Who would dare to join you?

In addition, not only will he make enemies with the vicious military leaders in the Silver Triangle, but he will also be looked down upon by Zhao Shanhe, a highly skilled man in front of him.

The gain does not outweigh the loss. In a split second, Master Liu weighed the pros and cons and suppressed the thought of turning against him.

"General Ironhook, as you know, the production of the Quiana Type 68 is limited, and it is so popular right now. Even if I try my best, I can only get this much."

Upon hearing this, Tie Gou's face immediately turned dark, and he was obviously quite dissatisfied with this answer.

However, the Sixth Master already had a plan in mind, and he spoke slowly and calmly.

"But I won't let you come here in vain, and I won't let you suffer any loss. How about this? I will make up the difference with other weapons. I guarantee they are all new guns."

"A new gun? What kind of gun do you have? Master Liu, you are not going to fool me with some scrap metal, are you?"

Tie Gou's eyes were still sinister, his dissatisfaction evident in his words.

The reason why he chose to do business with Liu Ye was because he guaranteed to get the Quiana Type 68. If it was other guns, Tie Gou could buy them through other channels himself.

"Of course not. How could I possibly fool you?"

Sixth Master shook his head and said confidently.

"Soviet-made AK47, AKM, RPD, American-made M14, M16, M60, as well as MP5, RPG, Uzi, and Remington."

"General, I can guarantee that every gun is brand new. We have everything you need. You can have as many as you want."

Tiegou's eyes lit up visibly, like a vulture that had seen carrion.

He understood that Sixth Master obviously had channels for military procurement, otherwise, he would never be able to get so many varieties of firearms produced in different countries.

The change in Tie Gou's expression was naturally seen by Master Liu. A flash of contempt flashed across his eyes, and he added in a teasing tone:

"In addition, I will give you all the weapons at a price 30% lower than the market price. How about that? General Tiegou, are you sincere enough?"

"Are you sure they are all new guns?" Tiegou's breathing became a little rapid, and he became more certain of his judgment.

Master Liu patted his chest and assured, "Of course, as long as you have an old gun, you and I can take our heads off and kick them like a ball."

"Are there any heavy weapons?"

"Heavy weapons?" Sixth Master raised his eyebrows.

Tie Gou said impatiently:

"Yes, for heavy machine guns, cannons, mortars, anti-aircraft guns, etc., we will charge them according to the market price, even if it is higher."

There was a sly look in Sixth Master's eyes, and he spread his hands:

"General, I can get all the things you mentioned, but I don't have them in stock right now."

"It doesn't matter!" General Tiegou waved his hand anxiously.

"I can wait, Sixth Master. I'll give you all the goods. I'll only take these rifles with me today. Please help me replace the rest with heavy weapons. Just notify me when you get them."

Hearing him say this, Master Liu was a little stunned. He was stunned for two seconds before he gave Tie Gou a thumbs up:

"General, you are so generous, aren't you afraid that I will default on my debt?"

"Hahaha, don't be afraid, I believe in Sixth Master's character." Tie Gou laughed loudly, but it was also very fake.

However, he really didn't care. Not to mention that Sixth Master refused to pay his debts and whether he was afraid of revenge from him, he didn't care that much about the goods he brought.

Although the iron hook makes a living from it, the thing itself has no cost and is just grown from the ground.

As for the purification process, it can’t be said to be very complicated. It’s just a small workshop, and the technological content is not as high as that of later seasonings.

Otherwise, why do people say that this thing is very profitable?

This business was a big profit. Sixth Master's face was beaming. He walked out from behind the gun box quickly and held out his hand:

"Okay! Since the general trusts me, I will never let you down. I promise to get the heavy weapons you want within a month."

Tie Gou was very happy to have found a channel to purchase heavy weapons unexpectedly, and shook hands with him vigorously:

"Okay! Master Liu, I'll give you a few hundred kilograms of goods next time I come to pick them up!"

Hahahaha, the two of them laughed out loud at the same time. This happy situation made everyone breathe a sigh of relief and start laughing too.

Except for Du Weiguo, at this moment, he was squinting his eyes and looking at the two of them coldly.

In his mind, they were already dead, including everyone present today. Every one of them had to die! (End of this chapter)