Rebirth of the 80s New Farmer

Through Shamilov's introduction, Wan Feng learned that the city of Blagoveshchensk is divided into five districts, with a long list of tongue-in-cheek names.

He couldn't remember these names, so he divided the city into East District, North District, West District, Southeast District and Southwest District according to the location.

Anyway, that's how the cloth city is divided, he just changed the name to the location.

The most powerful person on the Baidao Road in Buenos Aires is of course the chief of police. Even the mayor of Buenos Aires may not be as powerful as him. He has the most powerful armed force in Buenos Aires besides the army: armed special police.

Mafia abounds in the cloth city. Almost every district has the largest gang, and there are a dozen or even dozens of small and medium-sized gangs below. These small and medium-sized gangs are in charge of some blocks and engage in some illegal business.

In addition, Wan Feng also asked about the industrial situation in the city of Buenos Aires.

Shamilov is not very clear about these situations.

By the time the questioning was over, Shamilov had already received more than a hundred and dozens of Huaguo coins from Wan Feng.

In the end, Wan Feng gave Shamilov a task to figure out the industrial structure of the city of Buenos Aires.

Shamilov asked vigilantly, "What are you asking for?"

"I'm going to do business in the cloth city in a few days. Of course, I need to know what industries you have in the cloth city, and what is worth my trade exchange. If you don't do it, I can find someone else, and I will give you a generous reward. "

Shamilov hesitated and agreed to Wan Feng's request.

Shamilov exchanged all the Huaguo coins in his hand for supplies at the Huaguo merchants. It is useless to take the money back to the cloth market, so it is better to exchange it for supplies and bring it back.

Unexpectedly, these one hundred and tens of dollars of Huaguo coins actually bought a lot of things.

Hold the grass, these things are estimated to sell for thousands of rubles when they are brought back to the cloth market.

In [-], the ruble was a currency unit worth more than the meter, and one meter yuan could not be exchanged for one ruble.

Only then did Shamilov realize that Huaguo coins are also good things.

Back in Blagoveshchensk, Shamilov found himself in a difficult situation. If he went to investigate one by one with so many industries in the city, I don’t know how long it would take.

After worrying for a long time, he suddenly remembered that he had a friend whose father was in charge of the cloth industry, so he exchanged a down jacket from his friend's father for a copy of Blago Industrial distribution book of Veshchensk.

He was going to give this to the Huaguo youth.

"We need an agent in Bubu City. How about we support Shabilov as the boss of Bubu City's underground world?" In the base, Wan Feng asked Han Guangjia and Yang Jianguo.

Li Mingdou and the others should not participate in such a matter.

In the country of Hua, he tried every means to make those people who are out of society go the right way, but on the other side, he didn't have such lofty ideas. He had to have a person or gang who obeyed his own orders and could do things for him and could influence the layout of the city.

"Is this possible in other countries? Will it not violate the laws of the other party?"

"We don't show up, we just hide behind, and we can support it when the time is right. Whether he can break out depends on him personally."

"Are you optimistic about him?" Han Guangjia, who hadn't spoken for a long time, asked.

Wan Feng nodded.

Chapter 22 Shamilov who escaped danger

Cloth City must have its own spokesperson, but this spokesperson is a bit difficult to find now.

The ports of Huaguo and Maozi have been closed for many years, and the two sides are in a very strange situation. They are still in the period of new contact and mutual exploration.

Send a person here to develop, and the development cycle will be longer if you are not familiar with the place, so it is better to find a local agent to support and shorten the time.

"When we were asking questions, I observed Shabilov carefully. He was shrewd and cunning. I also saw the ambition to go up in his eyes. The only thing I don't know now is how brave this guy is. If He has a certain grit and I think he's a buildable guy."

"Why don't we find a gang with a certain scale to support? Wouldn't it save a lot of effort, how long will it take to support a person like this guy?"

Yang Jianguo's question is also a question.

"I've thought about it. It's really easy for us to support a ready-made gang to dominate the cloth city, but their loyalty is not optimistic. These bastards are all inhumane things. Turning faces is faster than turning books. If they take our money and bite us back at that time, we will suffer a lot on their territory. And supporting people like Shabilov will be much less risky. He is at the bottom, poor, and according to I observed that this guy was restless when answering our questions, his eyes were always flickering and looking around as if he was afraid of being seen by someone. I concluded that this guy caused trouble in the cloth market. You said that we should support such a person When he reaches the position of master, will he be double-faced?"

Han Guangjia nodded: "The reasoning seems to make sense, but it will take a long time to get what you want."

"This is not a problem. We can support him while making deals without delay. Some people in the underground world don't need too much time to get up. We can first support him to be the leader of a region, as long as he has the final say in a region The next thing will be easy."

The plan to temporarily establish Shamilov as an agent has been established, but it also depends on whether he is the material, and he has to pass the test of Wan Feng.

Tests include loyalty and courage.

Naturally, Shamilov didn't know that the young man from Huaguo was going to support him as the agent of the cloth city. He had just exchanged for a distribution map of the cloth city industry. When the Huaguo Youth Association got paid, there was a knock on the door outside.

Shamilov leaned his head against the crack of the door and looked out, groaning secretly.

There were seven or eight people standing outside, and the tall guy at the head was Baburyev.

"Shamilov! I know you are inside. Let's see where you are going this time? Come out by yourself or we will smash the door and rush in!" Baburyev shouted.

Shamilov sighed. After all, Baburyev found his place, but this time he couldn't run away.

The room he rented was only about twenty square meters in size, with one window.

Although the window is closed and the curtains are drawn, you can't see the outside, but you can guess that there must be someone outside the window with your butt.

If he didn't even have a place to run, he would be caught.

Shamilov took a deep breath and told himself to calm down.

He retreated under the bed silently, a cold light flashed in his eyes.

Pulled out a loaded double-barreled shotgun from under the bed, gently came to the window, slowly lifted the corner of the curtain with his fingers, and peeked out.

Sure enough, there were two big men standing outside the window, with their hands in their pockets. Although they couldn't see the weapons, Shamilov knew that the two big men must have weapons in their pockets.

"Shamilov! I'll count to three, and if we don't come out, we'll smash the door!"

Shamilov turned around and tied the luggage on the bed into a bundle, and went back to the window again to hold his breath.

"Kaki Atov, Belyugin, break open the window for me!" Seeing that there was no movement in the room, Baburyev issued an order.

"Yes!" The two big men outside the window flew up and kicked the window, but before they kicked the window, the window opened with a bang.

Then out of it flew a small, dark, round thing, and landed at the feet of Khaki Atov and Belyukin.

"No, there are grenades!" Bie Liujin yelled, turned around and threw himself on the corner of the wall.

Khaqi Atov also turned around and ran away.

A few seconds later, there was no explosion sound, but a lot of smoke and dust filled the place where the grenade landed.

"Don't be afraid! It's a smoke bomb, bastard! There is such a thing, Ivanovic, knock on the door!"

Before the person who announced the fate had finished speaking, he vaguely saw a black shadow flying out of the window and flying into the distance.