At three o'clock in the morning, the Huangpu River was still covered with a thin layer of mist.
When the small steamer Danghai No. 1 docked at the No. 3 berth of Shiliupu Pier, Mu Tian, Hu Ti, and Pi Ke were already waiting there. Two trucks carrying 60 dock workers stopped behind them.
For fifty items, sixty movers can complete the shipment in the shortest time.
Huang Zunyi jumped onto the pier, with only Mu Hu following behind him. The other three tigers and the Arhats were in the cabin, waiting to receive the goods.
Huang Zunqi raised his hands and called him "Young Master" without saying much, and walked directly towards the door of warehouse No. 2.
A Japanese sergeant who looked tall and strong with a tortoise box on his shoulder and a saber in his hand stopped them.
"Huang Sang, we have something good to deliver to the navy today."
Huang Zunzhen stretched out three fingers and touched his forehead casually, "Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Sergeant. Here is the bill of lading."
"Condensed milk? Oh, I like it." Sergeant Jingzhuang picked up the cargo list and looked at it, handed it back to Huang Zun, waved his hand, and let them in.
Four Japanese soldiers stood with guns slung on their backs next to the small open door below the two main doors.
Twenty meters away from the gate, inside a fortification made of sandbags, there was a heavy machine gun. Two Japanese soldiers were lying next to the machine gun, watching the movement in front of the gate warily.
The cars turned around and stopped on both sides of the gate.
The porters got off the car and entered the small gate in order.
Mu Tian and the others quickly found Warehouse No. 45, lifted the tarpaulin, and saw a pile of wooden boxes marked with the words "Condensed milk. 300 ml, 100 bottles, manufactured by Hong Kong and Rui Dairy Products."
The two trucks drove away from the warehouse door and stopped at the edge of the trestle, blocking the view of the sea.
Cookwood took out an M1911 with a silencer from the glove box and stuffed it into his waist. He zipped up his clothes, jumped out of the car, leaned against the connection between the front of the car and the cabin, took out a cigar, lit it, and smoked it.
One bite.
"Hey, you, no smoking!" the strong sergeant shouted and walked towards Cookwood.
Cookwood raised the cigar in his hand to indicate that he understood, then raised his foot and rubbed the cigar on the sole of his boot.
The strong sergeant had already arrived in front of Cook. Unexpectedly, he grabbed Cook's cigarette hand, grabbed the cigar with the other hand, put it under his nose and smelled it. He waved his hand, pointed at the cab, and then
Pointed to Cookwood and himself, meaning this could be smoked in the cab.
Cookwood stretched out his thumb and said "円西, 円西", took out a cigar from his pocket and handed it to the strong sergeant, and motioned for him to get in the car first.
The sergeant also shook his thumb at Cookwood, then climbed into the cab.
Cookwood followed and closed the cab door.
The Japanese soldiers in front of the two machine guns, who had been watching the situation in front of the car, smiled knowingly when they saw this, took out a cigarette, lay on the sandbags, lit each other, and started smoking.
Pi Ke and Mu Hu moved the boxes on the first floor and lifted the one on the second floor up.
Pique took out the dagger and was about to open the box and inspect the goods.
Mu Tian grabbed his wrist holding the dagger. He stared into his eyes, pointed behind him, and motioned for him to go around the stack and pay attention to the target behind him.
Piqué immediately understood that something unexpected had happened. He immediately lowered himself down and called Hu Ti. The two of them walked around the stack and moved to the left, right and back between the stacks of various goods.
Mu Tian judged the time, turned over, held up his hands, sat on the breast augmentation container, and calmly shouted to the middle of the empty warehouse: "Come out."
The sound was not loud, but there was a huge echo in the empty warehouse.
After a while, a man slowly moved sideways from behind a concrete pillar and stood in the middle.
Mu Tian was shocked when he saw it.
Feng Jichen!
"Mr. Feng? Why are you here?!" Mu Tian asked in extreme surprise.
Feng Jichen was still calm. He spread his fingers three times in front of him and pointed his thumb at the pillar next to him. "My daughter is in their hands. I'm sorry. Inspector Mu."
"Come out. No matter who you are, we can talk about anything. We are all doing business. Come out." Mu Tian said in a deep voice.
Piqué took the opportunity to roll over, rushed behind a pillar on the right front, and crouched behind the pillar with his gun raised.
A foreign woman slowly walked out of the corridor with her hands raised.
A gun was pressed against his head.
The woman continued to move, and the one holding the gun turned out to be a house dragon!
Wow, what's going on?!
"Come out," shouted the dragon in the house, "watch those stinky coolies. Beat them to death if they make a move!".
From behind the pillars and stacks behind him came a man carrying a German Schmeisser PM38 submachine gun and wearing a gray youth uniform. Mu Tian arrived at a glance, and it was exactly as Feng Jichen indicated. There were nine people in total, forming a tactical formation.
Move towards where the house dragon is standing.
Three young men in youth uniforms rushed forward, pointing their guns at the porters.
Sumary?!
What a surprise.
Mu Tian was shocked. Pique's love was about to fall!
Sure enough, when Pique saw Sumary being held to the head with a gun, his eyes immediately bulged, he shouted "marry", then cut away, raised his hands, and threw away the gun in his hand.
"House Dragon, let her go!" Pique shouted.
"Shut up, your debt will be settled with you later." Zhuangzhanglong pointed his gun at Sumari.
Sumary screamed in pain and terror.
"Marry!" Pique howled in pain.
"House Dragon!" Mu Tian shouted.
"Mu Tian, Inspector Mu. Tell me, who are these for?" Fang Fang asked in a sinister tone.
"Fangfanglong, you are not here to do business. You point a gun at someone and don't even know the basic rules. Don't you know the trade secrets? Do you need to tell me who I will sell to when I take over from Mr. Feng?"
?If your bid is high, I can give it to you right away." Mu Tian said with a smile, and jumped down from the container.
"Don't move! Don't give me this Ligeleng. How long have you been working for Fsky and who have you been in contact with?"
"This is what Jia Zhengting wants to know. You traitor, why didn't he kill you?" Mu Tian said mockingly.
"This is the advantage of being a traitor. I can rebel at any time. You two, go over and tie him up and stop his mouth."
Two young men armed with guns walked towards Mu Tian.
Huang Zunqi anxiously shouted in a low voice: "Young Master!"
Mu Tian smiled at him reassuringly, "Just leave if you can. There are dozens of worker brothers over there."
After Mu Tian finished speaking, two young men in youth attire had already come forward. One held a gun against Mu Tian, and the other took out a hemp rope.
Just listen to Fang Fang Long saying proudly: "If you don't say it now, you will say it later!"
Mu Tian snorted and surrendered.
Huang Zunzhen looked at Mu Tian with an extremely ugly expression.
Mu Tianchao glanced at him and rolled his eyes upward.
Huang Zunqi rolled his eyes and saw that the hook of the vehicle was above his head on the left front. Not far away, on a high warehouse, Hu Ti was lying down. His position was almost parallel to the house, only separated by a corridor column.