Beautiful Man

The dozens of leaders present were all speechless.

Wesley arrived for the first time, and there was no one he could trust, and they pointed to these leaders to do something for him, so they dared to bargain with Wesley.

But in any case, they did not dare to disobey the order of Jin Bin.

They are all old people in the gang, and they know Jin Bin's temper and methods.

Those who have no eggs will only pull the banner of the golden union.

Everyone was contemptuous and cursed Wesley in their hearts.

Seeing that they were not talking anymore, Wesley continued with a stern face: "I repeat the order again. First: Before tonight, all the goods in each stronghold must be sent away. Second: During the crackdown, no one is allowed to cause trouble. Did you understand?"

The chiefs were dark and nodded silently.

"That's good! You all go and work."

The leaders bowed their heads and got up and went out, one by one, as if they were dead.

When they walked to the open space outside, they all condemned Wesley's injustice, and at the same time began to miss the time when Jason was a gang talker.

The leaders scolded as they walked, and the beard followed far away.

He is responsible for the business of gang freight, because he is not sociable, so he has a normal relationship with other leaders in the gang.

Before everyone was paying attention, he quietly left, walked to a hidden corner with no one, took out his mobile phone and sent a text message.

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New York City Drug Enforcement Administration headquarters.

Stanfield was lying on the office sofa with his feet resting on the desk. Beethoven's Symphony of Destiny was playing on the desk.

He closed his eyes slightly, smiled, and gently beat the music with his hands.

In Hell's Kitchen, he became famous throughout the United States and became an anti-drug hero among the common people.

The governor of New York is preparing to award him a medal, and the headquarters of the Drug Enforcement Administration in Washington is also considering moving his position upward.

The current Stanfield is really magnanimous and proud of his career.

Didi...

The phone on the table rang.

Stan took it over and took a look. It turned out to be a text message sent by an undercover from the Drug Enforcement Bureau.

"Tonight, all the supplies in the gang will be transferred to the warehouse in Baltimore. There are tons of grass in it!"

A poison cave has just been destroyed, and now another batch of grass is sent.

This is the rhythm that people need to start transferring when they reach middle age.

But... which gang's supplies this is, he doesn't make it clear.

Stan sat upright and logged onto the Narcotics Enforcement Administration's intranet to search for undercover information.

It's not that he is irresponsible and can't remember the identity of the undercover agent, but that there are too many undercover agents in the Drug Enforcement Administration, and they can't remember so many people without checking the intranet.

Because there are too many undercover agents, the Drug Enforcement Administration has also made many jokes.

One of the most famous is that a police officer from the Narcotics Enforcement Bureau who has been undercover for many years pretends to be a Hi Grass seller, preparing to sell the Hi Grass to another person, and then arrest them during the transaction.

Unexpectedly, the buyer of Heicao is also an old undercover agent. He notified his superiors of the time and place of the transaction, prepared to capture the seller during the transaction, and forced out the personnel of the entire Heicao network from him.

This is just a joke.

On the day of the transaction, plainclothes police officers on both sides beat each other out.

Several police officers were even shot and fell to the ground. It was only after the local special police arrived to investigate the identities of the two parties that it was a huge misunderstanding.

This incident was widely reported by the media and became an eternal shame for the Narcotics Enforcement Administration.

Soon, the real information of the undercover, also known as Beard, was found out.

"This person is undercover... Jin Bin!"

Stan was refreshed.

Thinking of the grievances between Jin Bin and Jason, he immediately dispelled the idea of ​​being a policeman.

What kind of police are there? This is a good opportunity for the boss to get revenge.

He picked up his coat and drove downstairs to the apartment, then went straight to the fifth floor and knocked on the door of the room.

Jason's old injury has not healed, and he is recovering from his injury in the apartment.

Anyway, idle is idle, so I taught Franklin some basic knowledge about guns.

Seeing Stan's expression of excitement and joy, he smiled and asked: "What is so happy? I found money on the ground."

Stan gasped crudely: "Information from the Narcotics Enforcement Bureau, Jin He has action at night!"

Jason's expression froze instantly.

Stan continued: "He ordered his men to transport all the illegal goods in the gang to the warehouse in Baltimore."

Jason stood there thinking for a moment, and immediately understood Jin He's thoughts.

"Smart decision! This time the crackdown in New York is different from the previous one. The police will take very heavy shots, and they will never close the net unless they catch big fish."

"The boss's judgment of the situation is really accurate. Just now, all the senior leaders of the New York Police Department gathered for a meeting. It is imperative to crack down on this matter, and within these two days."

Stan is a senior government employee and knows the inside information of the police station.

Jason asked, "Have you got the list of this batch of goods?"

Stan shook his head and said, "No. But insiders say that there is more than a ton of grass."

Franklin was suddenly surprised: "One ton of grass! God, based on the black market price of 130 US dollars per gram, it is 130 million US dollars! This does not include other materials!"

After speaking, he looked at Jason with hot eyes: "Boss, do it!"

Putting such a big bite of fat to your lips, whoever doesn't eat it is a fool.

Jason waved his hand, motioning for him to calm down.

Then he sat back on the sofa and frowned, as if thinking about the feasibility of this matter.

Ding!Trigger the task [Hi Grass Warrior], task reward: 3000 villains!

[Mission Introduction: Jinhe has a batch of goods worth hundreds of millions of dollars to be delivered to Baltimore. Please host them to snatch them and give the former boss a battle!

The value of this batch of goods is very attractive, coupled with the system's frustration, Jason finally couldn't help it.

He stood up abruptly and said, "Go!"

Franklin and Stan were happy at once.

Jason's opponents are very generous, I believe that after finishing this vote, they will be millionaires.

"Here, here, and here...the dozen or so places marked with arrows are the strongholds of the Jinbing gang, and the stronghold of Hell's Kitchen is also the headquarters of the gang."

The three of them sat together, and Jason opened Google Maps and assigned them tasks.

"This is the abandoned factory area in Baltimore City and the location of the warehouse."

"There are a large number of gang members at the starting and ending points, so we can only find a way to start on the way."

Jason swipes the map with his finger and points to a place where there are no buildings around.

"This place is 200 kilometers from New York and about 120 kilometers from the Baltimore factory."

"The biggest danger of doing this ticket is to be afraid of money and set up an ambush on the way."

"And this is the only way from New York to Baltimore, surrounded by a low hillside, without any buildings, let alone hiding people."

"So, the task is like this."

"Stan, you are responsible for preparing weapons for me. I need two remote-controlled anti-tank mines and ten C4 plastic explosives."

"Before the action, you have to send a helicopter to scan this area with infrared rays to make sure that no enemy is ambushing here."

"Don't worry, these are all right."

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