Beautiful Man

After the call, Jason sighed in relief.

Vladimir has taken the bait and is now waiting for Old Morgan to deliver the C4 plastic explosive.

After waiting for more than ten minutes, an old Mercedes-Benz S600 sedan drove into the alley and stopped behind the Ford.

Two cars one behind the other blocked the alley completely.

The Mercedes-Benz started to signal, the high beam flashed four times, three long and one short.

Jason said: "No problem, let's type a secret signal."

Paul nodded and did so, stepping on the brakes three times long and one short.

This is the secret code agreed upon by Jason and Morgan on the phone. If either party makes a mistake, it means that there is a problem with the transaction and needs to leave immediately.

After confirming that the code was correct, Jason got out of the car, and the Mercedes-Benz driver also walked down, opened the rear door, and helped the old man in the car out.

The old man's temples are white, he wears golden round glasses, and his face is full of wrinkles and age spots.

He leaned on a crutches with one hand, struggling to get out of the car, and walked forward smiling.

Jason walked up to the old man without saying hello, but sniffed his nose vigorously.

"The fragrance is very light, which means that the other person's body odor is not strong, and the fragrance is sweet. Many young girls like to use it. Let me guess... it should be an Asian college student."

Morgan nodded in admiration and said, "Jason, you are really good at smelling women and knowing women."

Jason's face changed: "Bah! You are so disgusting that you are not dead, the playing woman is younger than your granddaughter."

Morgan didn't refute, but sighed with emotion: "Hey, the older you are, the more you like a young body. Don't laugh at me, you will have this day in the future."

Jason didn’t care about it.

Morgan nodded at the driver. The driver walked to the trunk, took out a dark suitcase, and opened it on the hood.

Five C4 plastic explosives like dough and a remote detonator are arranged horizontally in the box.

Morgan pointed to C4 and introduced: "Five C4 explosives have all been connected in series. It is powerful enough to lift a house into the air. You have to use it carefully."

Jason ignored his nonsense and took the explosives out for inspection.

The driver became alert and immediately put his right hand on the holster.

Morgan calmly stopped him: "Don't be nervous, Jason is not an idiot."

After the inspection, it was confirmed that there was no problem with the explosives, and Jason nodded in satisfaction.

Morgan: "The goods have been experienced, so pay for it."

Jason looked at him and smiled shamelessly: "Morgan, for the sake of me being a long-time customer for many years, let's charge it once."

"What!"

Morgan instantly changed his face and frowned dissatisfied: "Jason, you know the rules of the black market, no one is allowed to pay on credit."

Jason folded his hands together and pleaded: "Brother, you can make an exception for me. I swear to pay back the money within a week."

"No, rules are rules, no one can break it."

After all, Morgan winked at the driver and motioned for him to take the box.

"and many more!"

The driver ignored him at all and closed the suitcase directly.

Jason was upset, he held the box with one hand, and the hood of the Mercedes-Benz immediately made an overwhelmed sound.

The driver glared at him, trying to pull the suitcase over, so that he could not pull it hard.

Morgan squinted his eyes and said in a bad tone: "Jason, do you want to play hard?"

Jason said: "Of course I dare not. If I play hard today, then from tomorrow, the underground businessmen in New York and even the United States will blacklist me and never accept it."

"Then what do you mean?"

Jason said: "I just want to change the trading location. If I'm lucky, I should be able to get a lot of cash."

Morgan understood what he meant.

The dim eyes suddenly flashed brightly: "Where to go? Jin Bin's house?"

Jason rolled his eyes and said speechlessly: "God, there are fifty or sixty gunmen stationed in Jin Bin's house, so lunatics will go there. I'm looking for Vladimir."

Hearing this answer, Morgan's interest did not diminish in the slightest: "Blood debts are paid, and if there is revenge, it is worthy of Jason. Then, if you reveal to me, I will make an exception and go with you."

Jason was surprised: "I actually have the information you want?"

Morgan leaned closer and whispered: "Of course. The break between you and Jin and the whole New York raged. From the right arm to the enemy of life and death, everyone wants to know, what happened between you?"

Looking at Morgan with a look of expectation, Jason sighed: "A profiteer is a profiteer. The value of this information is more than 300,000 US dollars."

Morgan stretched out his shriveled palm: "Someone is willing to spend half a million dollars to get this information."

Jason was a little surprised, do New York gangsters like gossip so much.

"I can tell you the information, but you have to waive the orders for these C4s, even if it is my performance commission."

Speaking of money, Morgan immediately put a smile away: "Pay the money quickly, or I will leave."

Jason said helplessly: "Well, let's be cruel, I'll tell you."

He leaned to Morgan's ear and whispered: "When Kim went on a business trip to Los Angeles, I slept with Vanessa!"

Morgan's eyes lit up instantly, with an incredible expression on his face.

"Crazy man, you crazy man, you dare to sleep with a golden woman!"

Jason waved his hand quickly and motioned to him to speak quietly: "Low-key, low-key."

This information was too shocking. The shocked Morgan's brain was dizzy and his pace was chaotic. He quickly supported him with a cane, so he didn't fall to the ground.

This information is more than 500,000, at least it must be sold for 1 million!

At Morgan's effort, Vladimir's call came and Jason sat back in the Ford.

"The subordinates and weapons are ready. There are 24 people including me."

Paul asked: "Address?"

"It's in the warehouse that Jinhe arranged for us, you know."

"Okay, I'll be there soon."

Hanging up, Jason's face showed a successful conspiracy smile.

He greeted Paul to get out of the car and prepared to install a C4 bomb on him.

Looking at the C4 plastic explosives connected in series, Paul's expression was very nervous and his breathing became rapid.

While installing the explosive, Jason comforted: "Breathe, relax, don't be nervous. This thing won't cause you any pain. After a moment, you will be able to see God."

Paul closed his eyes and took a deep breath, and then slowly exhaled. After repeating several times, his nervousness eased.

After the explosives were installed, Paul drove alone to the station of the Russian Mafia.

Jason got into Morgan's Mercedes and followed it far away.

When Paul was less than two hundred meters away from the warehouse, Jason dialed his phone.

"Hide your phone in your suit pocket, make sure I can hear the sound, and when the time is right, you will shout out."

"I see... Jason, don't forget what you said, take care of my family."

"Don't worry, I will."