Chapter 248 Accident
Seeing Wang Dong and Xiao Wu arriving, Cheng Mu didn't say much nonsense. A group of people went to the black market warehouse to retrieve the wine they ordered yesterday, and then walked towards home.
In the hot weather, everyone's hands are full of things, and they have to walk such a long way. It would be false to say that they are not tired.
But no one complained. They had suffered a lot in the past two years, and this little fatigue was nothing.
And although my body is tired, my heart is full of energy, mainly because my life is getting more and more promising.
They were still chatting and laughing along the way. After walking on their legs for more than two hours, the abandoned warehouse finally appeared in front of them.
The remaining people in the warehouse saw them coming back and immediately ran down from upstairs to greet them.
After Cheng Mu and the others handed over their belongings, they also stretched their sore calves and let out a long sigh of relief.
After everyone returned to the warehouse, the two groups of people who had just returned from transporting wine lay down, while those who stayed in the warehouse in the afternoon began to pack the wine they brought back into small bottles.
It took several people half an hour to finish filling the bottles.
Then one of them would carry dozens of small bottles and go out to sell them.
Brandy can be sold to those who are financially well off, while beer can be sold to those who have little money.
Cheng Mu stood in front of the window on the second floor of the warehouse, lit a cigarette, and then looked at the busy figures of young people not far away to prevent any accidents from happening.
Maybe he was afraid of something happening. Not long after Cheng Mu stood in front of the window, he saw a man in police uniform walking towards the corner of the far block.
Blanch!
After Cheng Mu cursed angrily in his heart, he left the gun with Wang Dong and the others, asking them to leave here and hide somewhere, and then he hurriedly ran downstairs.
The reason why he didn't carry a gun was that he was afraid that the police downstairs would charge him with illegal possession of a gun.
After Cheng Mu walked out of the abandoned warehouse, he walked straight in the direction of the police. As he walked, he observed the man not far ahead.
Caucasian male, about thirty years old, of medium build, smokes, and has a gloomy face.
He was holding a baton in his hand, and he didn't know if he had a gun in the holster.
Cheng Mu took a few glances and extracted this information. He had seen him around here before. This man was indeed the policeman in charge of this area.
When the distance between him and the policeman reached a certain level, Cheng Mu took the initiative to say hello to him with a warm smile on his face.
"Officer, how can I help you?"
"Stop talking nonsense, are you their leader?"
The policeman slapped his baton in his hand and looked up and down at Cheng Mu, who was half a head taller than him.
When Cheng Mu looked at this scene, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Not taking action right away means that there is still room for change.
If the policeman came and took action, Cheng Mu would really have no choice.
Except for the leaders of the five major gangs, no one dared to stand up to the police.
If Cheng Mu dared to fight back, he would definitely not be able to survive in this neighborhood, and he might even end up in Niuyoke Market.
If he dares to fight back, then Cheng Mu will not hit the person in front of him, but will fight against the entire violent organization.
In order to maintain their dignity, violent organizations will never let go.
Fortunately, this person did not take action directly.
Cheng Mu handed over a cigarette, pretending to be innocent and said:
"Officer, I don't know what you are talking about?"
The policeman in front of him swung his baton and knocked the cigarette out of Cheng Mu's hand. He stared at Cheng Mu and said fiercely:
"Stop talking nonsense! Boy, if you dare to sell bootleg liquor on my property, you don't want to live anymore?" "Officer, I think there may be some misunderstanding about this matter!"
"Huh?"
"Sir, I can assure you that we sell drinks, not wine!
If you don’t believe me, I can bring you a bottle to try! ”
Cheng Mu swore indignantly and stuffed the twenty yuan that had been prepared in his pocket into his pocket without leaving any trace, and then Cheng Mu quietly whispered in his ear:
"Sir, after this weekend, I still have one hundred yuan to offer. It will be like this every weekend in the future. The weather is so hot. We law-abiding residents would like to make a spontaneous donation so that you can buy some iced drinks to cool down."
"Hmm...huh!?"
The policeman in front of him obviously didn't expect Cheng Mu to be so generous.
The reason why he came here was because someone reported to him that someone was selling illegal liquor here.
The person who made the report gave a very detailed description. The leader selling illegal liquor was a yellow-skinned man.
He is capable of both literary and military skills and looks very handsome.
He originally wanted to come over and see who was so ignorant and had no background and dared to sell illegal liquor here, but he didn't expect to get an unexpected surprise.
After receiving the high temperature subsidy, his complexion softened significantly.
"Ahem...it's not up to you to decide whether we sell drinks or wine, do you understand?"
"I understand very well! Sir!" Cheng Mu hurriedly handed over a cigarette again, but this time he took it.
"Sir, we are all serious gangs in this neighborhood, ah no! We are serious people. Do you think we sell drinks or..."
"Well, I'm sorry that you guys can't get any wine to sell. You can sell drinks. If you dare to do anything illegal and disciplined, don't blame me for turning against you!"
"Yes, yes, you are absolutely right!"
"Hey, sir, won't you stay a little longer?"
"Okay, okay, then you walk slowly, then during my weekend..."
"Ahem, come to my house for dinner on the weekend, 256 Grand Avenue."
"Okay brother."
After sending this person away, Cheng Mu breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, he still had some money left on him, otherwise he would have been completely out of control.
As for the one hundred yuan per week, it was nothing to Cheng Mu.
After they get their liquor business rolling, just the people in this neighborhood can earn them hundreds of dollars a day.
And no matter which neighborhood you are in, you must give a portion of the profits to the local person in charge, otherwise why should others protect you?
After the police came today, it was actually good. Cheng Mu had been worried about this matter from the beginning. Now that he had solved it without any danger, he could do it boldly in the future.
There are no other large gangs in this neighborhood. In the Baidao area, Cheng Mu has made a good start. He only needs to maintain a good relationship in the future.
As the business grows bigger and bigger, he will be able to buy more people, and his life will be more promising now.
Cheng Mu breathed a long sigh of relief, looked around, and suddenly felt that some eyes nearby shrank away.
Most of these glances came from neighbors who were hiding at home watching the excitement. Cheng Mu didn't pay attention and turned around and walked towards the abandoned warehouse.
(End of chapter)