"Keep going and get there as quickly as possible."
Following Long Zhan's order, the convoy that had been making repairs for several minutes stopped because the second truck got stuck in the mud. With a violent roar of engines, black smoke was sprayed out again and they set foot on the rickety road.
.
Or it's the blessing of ancestors.
Or maybe God has good intentions.
During the last 10 kilometers to Ximu Farm, since none of the vehicles in the entire convoy got stuck or broke down, the journey was extremely smooth.
Unfortunately, the muddy road was too slippery and the car still couldn't pick up the speed.
"Hey, I hope the arms dealer is not impatient."
Long Zhan looked at the convoy moving slowly forward, knowing that being late was inevitable. He was getting anxious and angry, but he couldn't make any changes.
2:28.
The Titan convoy finally arrived at the gate of Westwood Farm, which was guarded by two sentries with guns.
The gate is actually two wooden posts, with a slender tree trunk four to five meters long placed in the middle, lying across the road blocking the road.
The Titan convoy was blocked on the road and could not pass without sentries to open roadblocks.
"Hey guys, we are here to pick up the goods. The owner of the goods asked us to go inside to transport the goods. It is convenient for us to go in."
Long Zhan smiled and walked over and took out a wad of money, divided it into two parts and gave one to each of them.
They were all in small amounts of U.S. dollars. They looked like a dozen, but were actually only around 1,000 dollars.
The per capita annual income of Jin Guo Dian is just over 500 US dollars. For others, this 1,000 yuan is dismissive, but here it is a huge sum of money.
The two men were wearing dirty tank tops and shorts, and were holding imitation AK guns that were so worn that the models could not be identified. They looked like sentries for low-level thugs.
After receiving the money from Long Zhan, they smelled it and used their unique method to determine the authenticity.
Then he grinned.
The sentry in red shorts kicked the money into his trouser pocket, revealing the white teeth that are the hallmark of black people.
Xiang Longzhan said: "You guys are late. Fortunately, Mr. Olof is a good man. Considering the heavy rain, he decided to wait for you for two hours.
He is resting in the farm now, come with me and I will take you in to find him."
Finished.
The sentry in red shorts waved to Long Zhan to follow him, then turned and walked towards the farm.
"Hey."
Seeing that the sentry did not open the roadblock, Long Zhan stopped the sentry in red shorts and said: "Move these things, my people need to drive the car in."
"No no no."
Before the sentry in red shorts could speak, another sentry blocking the road waved his finger and said: "For the safety of Mr. Orlov, your people can't go in now, only you can go in.
Only if Mr. Orlov agrees will I allow your people to enter the farm."
"All right."
Long Zhan didn't say much and followed the red shorts sentry.
Kani Town is full of crises. The presence of a large number of arms is extremely dangerous. No one in Kani Town can refuse this temptation.
If the news is accidentally leaked, it is very likely to lead to disaster.
Long Zhan can understand why arms dealers are so cautious.
Following the red shorts sentry all the way into the farm, several breeding sheds and a wooden house covering an area of hundreds of square meters appeared in front of Long Zhan.
There is also a sentry with a gun outside the wooden house. He is leaning against the outer wall with his gun and resting with his eyes closed.
That big nose is particularly eye-catching!
From the sentry's stance, which is full of loopholes, to the careless look in his eyes that lacks any vigilance, he is so slow that he didn't even notice the sentry in red shorts leading the dragon to fight.
At first glance, this guy is not a professional bodyguard. He is probably an armed person hired locally by an arms dealer.
There is a wide open space in front of the wooden house. Parked in the open space are several trucks and pickup trucks that are severely deformed and have almost completely peeled off their paint. The model cannot be identified.
"If I guessed correctly, my arms should be packed in these cars."
Long Zhan looked at these unattractive trucks and thought that all the treasures he wanted were on them, and his eyes suddenly became hot.
The sentry in red shorts walked to the door of the wooden house. The sentry with a gun and a big nose still didn't make any movement. It seemed that he was having fun last night and fell asleep at noon.
"Dalu, cheer up, don't be lazy, or Mr. Olof will fire you."
The sentry in red shorts roared, and the big-nosed sentry at the door woke up. Seeing that it was red shorts playing tricks on him, he cursed angrily: "Which of your eyes saw me being lazy? I'm talking nonsense, be careful.
Your mouth was smashed."
After scolding, the big-nosed sentry noticed Long Zhan standing next to the red shorts.
Originally, with his violent personality, the rest of his anger would definitely be directed at Long Zhan, an outsider, but when he saw how tall and strong Long Zhan was, he suddenly became intimidated.
I swallowed twice, my dry throat was moist, and I didn't say anything more.
"Hey~"
The sentry in red shorts shook his head speechlessly, sighed and did not argue with the sentry at the door.
He stepped up the wooden steps at the door, walked to the door, knocked twice, and called inside: "Mr. Olof, the person to take over the goods has arrived."
"He's here? That's great, let him in!" A response came immediately from inside the house.
"This voice... sounds a bit familiar."
Long Zhan was startled by the sound in the room. A strong sense of familiarity came to his mind. He couldn't think of it for a moment and couldn't help but become curious.
"Sir, go in by yourself."
The sentry in red shorts pushed the door halfway open and extended his hand to signal Long Zhan to walk in.
"Thanks."
Long Zhan nodded in greeting, pushed all the doors open and ducked in.
Long Zhan entered the wooden house, and the moment the two parties' eyes met, a strange light burst out from their eyes.
Orlov was shocked by the strength of Long Zhan and the powerful aura emanating from Long Zhan.
You can tell he is a ruthless character at first glance!
Long Zhan was shocked that the arms dealer who appeared in front of him turned out to be an awesome figure that he admired in his previous life, and he had met him in a movie.
I was both surprised and happy, and couldn't help but exclaimed his name: "Nicolas Cage."
"Nicolas Cage?"
The arms dealer was brought back to his senses by Long Zhan, but he was also confused by the name. He said in shock: "Your name is Nicolas Cage?"
"Uh, sorry, you look very much like a friend of mine. His name is Nicolas Cage, so I almost called him the wrong one."
Long Zhan knew that there was something wrong with his brain, so he called out the name of the actor of Lord of War, and quickly thought of an excuse to explain.
Then he stretched out his hand and introduced himself: "Long Gibran, I'm glad to meet you. I hope we can have a pleasant cooperation in this business."
The arms dealer did not doubt Long Zhan's explanation.
After all, there is nothing special about the name Nicolas Cage.
As a professional arms dealer, he showed his expected professional qualities and took a few steps forward to hold Long Zhan's extended hand.
He introduced with a smile: "Yuri Orlov, Miss White Rose said you are very reliable. After seeing you for thousands of years, I believe it is true."