Fu Fuming did not restrict Yin Wendong's freedom. He just asked him to sit down without even tying a rope. He carefully disassembled the second standard M9 pistol he found from Yin Wendong and installed it again.
"The stuff is very good. Tell me the source of the goods and I will let you go. Keep your word." Fu Ming held up the pistol and shook it by his ear. The workmanship of the pistol was indeed very good. There was no sound of any loose parts.
The rifling and firing pin are also completely new. It seems that this gun has not been fired yet.
Yin Wendong was stunned for a while, and finally gave a wry smile, "I admit defeat. After being around for so many years, I really underestimated you. If you want to kill me, just kill me. Being in the underworld is all about morality, and I will not betray it.
Seller."
"Morality? How much is it worth?" Fu Ming pulled the bolt of the gun and loaded the bullet. He patted Yin Wendong with his pistol, then turned around, his back to Yin Wendong.
"What's your little brother's name? I only shot him once in the leg, and he already told me your name. You said life is more important, money is more important, or morality is more important."
"Morality." Yin Wendong gritted his teeth, "You should kill me."
Yin Wendong's answer made Fu Ming feel bright. If Yin Wendong had just said the name of the arms seller without hesitation, then the bullet in Fu Ming's hand would have penetrated into his mind. "You are very interesting." Fu Ming
He smiled and nodded, took out his cigarettes, threw one to Yin Wendong, and lit it for him.
Yin Wendong looked at Fu Ming in surprise, wondering what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd.
Fu Ming also lit a cigarette for himself. "Since you believe in morality and justice, the conversation between us will become very simple." He blew out a puff of smoke and continued. "I am a businessman."
"Drug trafficking?" Yin Wendong frowned. Although he was a gang leader, he also banned it and did not allow his subordinates to take drugs and sell drugs. Most of the profits were protection fees and drink fees from game arcades, nightclubs, casinos and KTVs. In addition to drinks,
It was just a monopoly. Yin Wendong was very disgusted with drugs and frowned visibly. In his impression, only drug dealers could have such powerful firepower. However, he did not consider that he had more firepower than drug dealers.
What is a more powerful business group?
"I am an arms dealer. The entire arms market in Southeast Asia is in my hands. From airplanes and tanks to bullet casings and gunpowder, they are all my industry." Fu Ming stubbed out his cigarette without taking a few puffs.
In the ashtray. "I have interacted with various warlords in Southeast Asia. While selling arms, I also established a rule that the arms taken from me are never allowed to be resold to peaceful areas. They are never allowed to be resold to peaceful areas.
Exporting even a bullet or a firing pin to China goes against my personal principles and my organizational principles."
Fu Ming sat in front of Yin Wendong again, crossed his hands on the table and stood up, "I'm talking to you calmly. I don't want to threaten you. I don't want to threaten someone who talks to me about morality in front of a loaded pistol."
"People." Fu Ming turned the pistol around, with the grip facing Yin Wendong, and the bullet was still pressed in the barrel.
As long as Yin Wendong picked up the pistol and pulled the trigger, he could immediately shoot through Fu Ming's head. Matt Adams and Song Jiahao beside Fu Ming had no time to react. However, Yin Wendong did not do this.
"Boss..." Matt stepped forward and wanted to take the pistol away, but was stopped by Fu Ming.
"So I also hope that you can tell me with absolute honesty who sold the arms I sold them to my motherland." Fu Ming knocked on the table and continued.
"Aren't you afraid that I will kill you with a gun?" Yin Wendong was startled by Fu Ming's actions and stared at the pistol on the table.
"If the moral words you just said at gunpoint are bullshit, then I will give you my life." Fu Ming stared at Yin Wendong, motionless.
Yin Wendong looked at Fu Ming, but he couldn't understand how a student who had just entered university could be a transnational arms dealer. "You are also a moral person, and a nigger will not be punished by death, so you
Obviously you can walk out of the police station if you kill him, but you didn't kill him after all, you just disabled his two arms." Yin Wendong picked up the pistol.
"Don't move!" Matt and Song Jiahao pulled out their pistols from behind and turned off the safety.
"It's okay, put the gun down." Fu Ming looked at Matt with a smile and waved.
Yin Wendong ignored them. He just removed the magazine and pulled the bolt. The loaded bullet was ejected and bounced a few times on the table. "This gun was indeed shipped from Southeast Asia.
Cross the border on foot. Laos, General Cai Xiao. I think this is what you want to know." He put the pistol and magazine on the table again.
"Very good, disband your gang, disappear, and leave the imperial capital. I won't cause you any more trouble." Fu Ming stood up and walked toward the door.
"Fu Ming, aren't you afraid that I will tell what happened today?" Yin Wendong also stood up. He had just been mentally prepared to be killed by Fu Ming after he said his name. But he didn't expect that Fu Ming would actually do it.
He let himself go so easily. "Why don't you kill me to silence me?"
"Shut up?" Fu Ming stopped and turned around. "What else can I do that is worthy of silencing you? If the Intelligence Office of the General Staff, the National Security Bureau, and even the Provincial Public Security Department snatched guns and injured people in broad daylight, then what?
Many people have seen it. I believe Director Ma has told you the reason for releasing me. No one can catch me, so why should I silence you? What's going on here? Hahahaha, you are very interesting. There is no evidence. There is
It's just you, the underworld leader, as a witness. Do you think the police will believe you?" After Fu Ming finished speaking, he walked out of the room without looking back.
In fact, Fu Ming knew in his heart that there was no need for Yin Wendong to die. Because Yin Wendong only knew Fu Ming's name, but not his code name, and with Yin Wendong's network, he wanted to reveal Fu Ming's identity as an arms dealer to the IADC.
Human beings, or vampires, are completely impossible. Fu Ming will not kill someone who doesn't need to be killed.
"Matt, see you off." Fu Ming said a word, opened the door and left. He returned to his room, and as soon as he opened the door, he saw Li Jingxue and Coco Heike Indias sitting inside
, Fudong also stood nearby, waiting for news from Fu Ming.
"General Cai Xiao." Fu Ming's face became very ugly, "I didn't expect it to be him." Fu Ming remembered that after he attended the IADC summit six years ago, the entire Southeast Asian market was occupied by Fu's Trading and Transportation Company
Occupy, because this place is too large and very chaotic, some of the weaker members within the IADC are unable to assume the responsibility of maintaining stability in this place.
Fu Ming's first solo transaction five years ago was for General Cai Xiao.
"His territory is in northern Laos, bordering Yunnan." Fudong immediately took out his mobile phone and dialed a number. "Laos, Cai Xiao, give me everything you think I need."
"I don't see that you are quite patriotic. You are actually tracing the source of the guns." Li Jingxue smacked her lips, "If you want the General Staff's help, Mr. Gao will be very willing to help you."
"For the police station matter, please help me thank Major General Gao. I have recorded this favor. But I do not want government departments other than the IADC or arms dealers to interfere in this matter. This is my own business and a matter of principle.
, I want to clean up the country. If it were any peaceful country, if IADC weapons flowed into this place, I would also get to the bottom of it." Fu Ming smiled at Li Jingxue.
"Tch, you have a bad temper." Li Jingxue turned her face away and ignored him.
"Coco, Uncle Fu, do you have any suggestions?" Fu Ming took the mobile phone handed over by Fudong. Just a few seconds ago, Cai Xiao's information was sent to Fudong's mobile phone. He stared at the screen of the mobile phone and frowned.
He frowned. "He is more powerful than five years ago, and seems to have a tendency to unify northern Laos. I can't think of any way to deal with this person now."
"Are you sure it's him?" Coco Heike Indias asked cautiously.
"If Yin Wendong didn't get the gun from him, then Yin Wendong wouldn't have known that there was a warlord in Laos named Cai Xiao! Make up a name for me. I happen to know this name and have done business with me. The territory borders Yunnan, China.
, he should stop joining the underworld and just buy lottery tickets, he will definitely make a fortune." Fu Ming had no choice but to joke.
"Boss, the only way now is to contact him directly, but after the negotiation breaks down and the matter is exposed, he will probably kill you, and we are completely unable to compete." Fudong was pressing the phone again, not knowing what he was doing.
"Old rules. Contact suppliers, prepare funds, and let other forces in northern Laos gain weight before tomorrow. Even if you lower the price, it doesn't matter if the profit is less. You must let them see the benefits and use them
As our backing, this deal will be handed over to Uncle Fu. We must resolve this matter before Cai Xiao and I collapse, so that other forces can target his camp. Book a flight to Kunming tomorrow and start from
Kunming transfers to Vientiane International Airport. Don't let me wait too long in Kunming. I will board the plane as soon as I arrive and coordinate well." Fu Ming also looked down at his mobile phone and sent a text message to Lin Jianping, asking him to ask for leave on his behalf. "I will not participate in the military training.
If anyone asks, just say I'm dead."
Lin Jianping actually replied to the text message immediately, "No problem."
Fu Ming smiled bitterly and shook his head. When he raised his head, he found that Fu Dong was already shaking his cell phone at him.
"This is the verification code for the electronic ticket." Fudong pressed the phone a few more times and sent the verification code to Fu Ming's phone via text message. "Russian Heavy Industry has already been contacted. They were very happy to see the large batch of orders.
And they are willing to give us 5% more agency fees. It doesn’t matter if the price is lowered. They ask you, do you want to sell T90 or SU35?”
Fu Ming's face was full of black lines, "Can those poor people afford it? I still have some friendship with Russian Heavy Industry. Let's get some RPG-7 and AK74M first. Southeast Asians like these things."
"Vampire, I really hope that you are involved in this matter. I also hope that Cai Xiao dared to import weapons into the Chinese market under your instructions, so that I can quickly find out anything related to you.