Chapter 30
At this time, Yuri’s arms business hadn't reached its peak, and five million was already a big order.
After confirming the transaction details, Ni Yongyao and Yuri started chatting; neither was a straight-laced person, so they quickly became familiar and became friends.
Two hours later.
Yuri declined Ni Yongyao’s invitation to stay the night and boarded a plane back to New York.
At the same time, an unfamiliar call came to the Ni family.
"Who is this?"
Ni Yongyao asked, smoking a cigar.
"Mr. Ni, have you finished handling your family affairs? Why haven't you contacted me to pick up the goods after so long?"
A hoarse man’s voice came from the other end of the phone.
Judging by the accent, he sounded like a Siamese.
Combining this with the content of the words, Ni Yongyao instantly guessed the man’s identity.
The Siamese drug lord—Sinni!
PS: The new book is setting sail, I humbly beg the masters to cast some flowers, evaluation tickets, and monthly tickets!........
Even one flower, one evaluation ticket, or one monthly ticket will do............. ===== CHAPTER 58 =====
The Ni family started out in the white goods business.
Their partner was the Siamese drug lord Sinni.
Before Ni Kun died, Sinni and the Ni family had a stable partnership, delivering goods at fixed intervals.
But since Ni Yongyao took charge of the Ni family, he had abandoned the white goods business and hadn't contacted Sinni since.
"Mr. Ni, my goods are piling up in the warehouse; they'll go moldy if we don't trade soon."
Sinni said.
"Sorry, the Ni family no longer does white goods business."
Ni Yongyao said.
"No white goods? Ni Yongyao, do you know what you're saying?"
Hearing this, Sinni’s tone turned cold immediately.
White goods were different from other businesses; it wasn't something you could just stop doing.
It involved interests from many sides.
Siam was full of warlords, and drug lords were everywhere.
Every drug lord had a fixed partner in Hong Kong.
Sinni had long been tied to the Tsim Sha Tsui Ni family; if the Ni family stopped trading, Sinni didn't even have the option of changing regions.
The Hong Kong market was limited, and territories were already clearly divided.
If Sinni sold goods outside of Tsim Sha Tsui, other drug lords would come knocking the next day.
"Young man, I did business with your father for over a decade; I'm your elder.
A piece of advice: it's best to continue the partnership; it's good for both of us.
If we can't trade this time, I can't guarantee what the consequences will be."
Sinni said in a deep voice.
"Old thing, are you threatening me? Do you know that the last person who threatened me like this has already had their corpse cremated?"
Ni Yongyao sneered, not taking Sinni’s words to heart at all.
"Ni Yongyao! I don't care if you do white goods business or not, you must take this batch of goods.
Whether you sell it or flush it down the toilet, I must see the money!"
Provoked by Ni Yongyao’s words, Sinni tore off his mask.
However, as soon as Sinni finished speaking, he heard the busy signal from the speaker; the call had been hung up by Ni Yongyao.
"Fuck!"
Sinni smashed his phone to pieces, nearly exploding with rage.
Having been a drug lord for decades, Sinni had seen his share of storms, but this was his first time seeing such a disrespectful junior.
"Ni Yongyao, I want you dead!"
Sinni had murder in his heart.
On the other hand, Ni Yongyao hung up the phone and acted like nothing happened, continuing to train Gangsheng.
Ni Yongyao didn't care at all about Sinni’s threats.
Just a drug dealer, he couldn't stir up much trouble.
……
Five days later, late at night.
East Hong Kong, Po Toi Island.
A cargo ship was docked at a hidden coast.
The cargo hold opened, and crates full of weapons were lifted out, and finally, there was even a military-grade Humvee.
These were the arms Yuri had shipped.
As a professional arms dealer, Yuri had many shipping methods; this batch of arms first arrived in South Asia by air.
Then they were shipped to Hong Kong by sea.
Po Toi Island was far from the urban area of Hong Kong and was desolate, making it an excellent trading location.
In the darkness, a squad slowly appeared; it was the Death Squad led by Taylor.
"Taylor, long time no see."
Yuri, in a suit and leather shoes, greeted them with a smile.
After all, he was about to receive the final payment of four million; anyone would be happy from the heart.
"Yuri."
Taylor nodded at Yuri, his gaze sweeping over the crates of all sizes, and said, "I need to inspect them."
"No problem, caution is expected."
Yuri shrugged and let his men open the crates.
In an instant, the contents of the crates were revealed to everyone.
Rifles, shotguns, light machine guns, sniper rifles, rocket launchers, grenade launchers, etc., were neatly laid out in the crates, and all the firearms were brand new from the factory.
Matching scopes, night-vision goggles, bulletproof vests, ballistic plates, and various grenades were all there.
"They're all here, feel free to inspect."
Yuri said.
Taylor picked up an M4 rifle and inspected it skillfully.
Then he personally inspected the other weapons and equipment.
Confirming everything was fine, Taylor nodded and took the briefcase from a Death Squad member behind him.
"The final payment has been converted to US dollars as you requested."
Taylor handed the briefcase to Yuri.
Yuri couldn't wait to open the case, and seeing the green banknotes, he smiled from ear to ear.
"Tell Mr. Ni for me that this cooperation was very pleasant, and I look forward to the next one."
Yuri said.
"I will."
Taylor said, then gave a gesture.
The Death Squad immediately stepped forward to arm themselves on the spot.
Just a few minutes later.
The entire squad was armed to the teeth; the fierce personal quality of the two-star assassins, combined with full equipment, meant they could have a big fight even if they were taken to a war zone.
"Squad, move out."
Taylor got into the Humvee and led the Death Squad away from the coast.
At the same time.
Tsim Sha Tsui. ===== CHAPTER 59 =====
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