Chapter 173 Who are you?
With such a scorching sun, if you stay under the scorching sun for a long time and are exposed to the sun for a certain period of time, you will easily suffer from heat stroke. Normal people will choose to find a cool place to hide from the sun first.
But the boatman wearing a straw hat still insisted not to find a shady place to escape the heat. Instead, he used his oars and drove the boat towards a place in the distance.
A few minutes later, a large leafy tree appeared in the field beside the river.
Under the shade of the big tree, two men wearing sunglasses stood.
He is 1.7 meters tall, has a round face, long hair, and a tattoo on his body that looks like a tiger. He also has earrings on his ears. His hair is dyed blond and he looks arrogant. He looks like a gangster at first glance.
The other man is 1.9 meters tall, has a Chinese character face, a big bald head, thick eyebrows, and muscles on his body. At first glance, he thought he was a fitness instructor in the gym, but if you look closely, you will find that he There was a faint hint of fierceness.
"Brother Tie, the delivery person is here." The carefree man with tattoos and blond hair saw the small boat heading here in the distance. , turned around and said to the bald man next to him.
Hearing this, Tie Qiuheng nodded slightly and said to himself, "I have been waiting in Rongcheng for so many days, waiting to pick up the goods with you, and finally I am here."
< br>"Brother Tie, there's nothing we can do. The Superpower Management Bureau in Rongcheng has been very strict recently, and this delivery person doesn't dare to take action..." the arrogant man explained with a smile.
"Zhao San, should we go over now, or should we wait for him to come?" Tie Qiu Heng asked the angry man beside him.
“In our past, delivery people never came ashore...” Zhao San said.
Then, Tie Qiuheng and Zhao San walked to the river bank, waiting for the delivery man driving the boat on the river to approach.
In the distance, there are two men and women in uniforms, hiding in the grass.
They held small telescopes in their hands and looked through the gaps in the grass at the two men Tie Qiu Heng and Zhao San who were walking towards the river bank in the distance.
"Wang Qi, it seems those two people are the targets..." Liu Jialin said.
"Yes! These two idiots still think that the people on the boat are the delivery people they are waiting for." Wang Qi said with a smile.
"We can get closer now. When Qian Qiang hands over what he has in his hands, we will take action immediately." Liu Jialin said.
"Yes." Wang Qi nodded, and then the two men began to slowly approach the river bank.
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"Hey, you can make it easier for us to wait!" Zhao San shouted to the approaching deliveryman.
The dark-skinned delivery man responded with a helpless look, "There is no way, the Superpower Management Bureau has been very strict recently, and I don't want to be put in jail by them..."
Half a minute later, the dark-skinned delivery man docked the boat on the shore.
“Where is the goods?” Zhao San asked.
“Where’s the money?” the dark-skinned deliveryman asked Zhao San.
When Zhao San saw the deliveryman asking about money, he immediately opened the black suitcase he was carrying. There were one hundred spiritual stones in it, worth five million yuan.
When the dark-skinned delivery man saw the spiritual stones in the black handbag, a cold and stern light flashed in his eyes that was not easy to detect.
"You have seen the money, please give me the goods quickly, the weather is so hot, I am about to suffer from heatstroke.
This is not the first time we have traded, don't wait. Chirping..." Zhao San said impatiently as he was a little dizzy due to the sun.
Tie Qiu Heng on the side looked at the dark-skinned delivery man expressionlessly.
Somehow, he always felt that something was wrong with this dark-skinned delivery man, but he couldn't pinpoint what was wrong.
“Wait a moment.” The dark-skinned delivery man said, then turned around and walked towards the stern of the boat. I saw him taking apart a plywood on the small wooden boat, taking out a package wrapped in oil paper, and then threw it to Zhao San who was standing on the shore.
"Zhuo, are you sick? How can you throw this thing away? If it falls into the water, it will be completely destroyed."
Zhao The three of them hurriedly caught the oil paper bag thrown by the dark-skinned delivery man, and cursed at him angrily.
"Money." The dark-skinned delivery man said concisely.
"Did you take the wrong medicine? Why are you more angry than before?"
Zhao San cursed and was about to take the medicine with the spirit stone in his hand. The black handbag was thrown towards the other party, but Tie Qiuheng beside him reached out to stop him.
"Zhao San, you inspect the goods first, and then give him the money after inspecting the goods."
"Huh?" Zhao San was stunned for a moment.
He wanted to say that he would not dare to lie to him unless he wanted to die, and he had cooperated with this delivery man many times, so there was no need to be like this.
However, thinking that Tie Qiuheng was specially sent by the organization to help him receive the goods, his status was much different from that of the other party, and he did not dare to disobey the other party's wishes.
So, Zhao San nodded obediently, then stretched out his hand to tear open the oil paper bag in the bag.
"Hiss..."
Tear open a corner of the oil paper bag, revealing black powder inside.
Black powder, also known as happy powder, is a new variety produced by the mutation of a certain plant due to the spiritual energy floating in the air.
After the fruit of this plant is ripe, you will get a black powder by grinding it.
If ordinary people eat it, they will be excited and have hallucinations. Even practitioners with good cultivation will be affected if they eat happy powder.
And because this kind of happy powder is very addictive, it is a contraband that is banned from sale by the government.
Once someone is caught selling Happy Powder, he or she will be sent to jail for more than ten or twenty years, or sentenced to eating peanuts without even a chance to eat in prison.
Although the law imposes very severe penalties on those who sell happy powder, the profits from selling happy powder are too staggering.
It has been 40 or 50 years since the emergence of happy powder. In the past ten years, it has been banned repeatedly under the strong suppression of the government.
There are always some desperadoes who step on red lines just to make money.
Zhao San opened a corner of the oil paper bag and looked at the black powder exposed. He stretched out his little finger, sticky the powder, grinded it, and then licked it with his tongue.
"Bah, bah, bah, what does this taste like? It's bitter and bitter, not a happy fan at all... You fucking lied to me with a fake? You're looking for death!!!"
After Zhao San confirmed that the goods he received were fake, he suddenly became furious and shouted at the deliveryman in front of him.
Tie Qiuheng on the side suddenly frowned and asked the delivery man standing on the small wooden boat, "You are not the delivery man, who are you?"
"I am The person who sent you to jail to eat prison food..." The dark-skinned delivery man said expressionlessly.
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(End of this chapter)