Chapter 100: Dog Management on the Riverbank

"Awoo—"

Abai, who transformed from a milky-white long-haired rural dog into a wolf-like creature, stands by the edge of the fish pond and lets out a wolf howl to nearly twenty dogs.

After the wolf howl, Abai leaps and sprints rapidly toward the pier.

"Wang wang wang—"

The pack of dogs follows Abai, howling excitedly, and also runs rapidly toward the pier.

Among them, the slender dog's speed is in the lead, following closely behind Abai, with a speed of about 50 kilometers per hour, like an arrow off the string in the dark night.

"Wow."

Seeing the dogs running, a look of disgust appears on the little fox's cheeks.

Keeping up with the dogs' speed is actually not a big deal for An Sheng, but as a little fox, An Sheng's legs aren't long, and he doesn't like running much on weekdays.

"I thought it was for new energy fishing, but I never expected that I would have to run two miles before fishing."

The little fox sighs longly, moves his four limbs to catch up with the receding pack of dogs, and then flips over to ride on the back of the slender dog that is running wildly.

The slender dog is stunned when he sees this, but doesn't care, carrying the fox on his back to chase after the leader.

After entering the pier, the dogs don't go deep into the pier, but run wildly westward along the river. After running nearly three kilometers westward, they arrive at a shoal, and Abai, in his wolf form, flips over the guardrail.

"Awoo—"

Abai stops his figure, his eyes staring at the river channel like a hawk, while the other dogs stick out their tongues beside Abai, forming a long snake formation.

"Is it about to start?"

An Sheng's ears move slightly, hearing waves coming from the river, thinking Abai is about to lead the pack of dogs to fight with the strange big fish in the river.

However.

After waiting for a while, a familiar engine roar sounds, and one after another, modified speedboats appear densely on the shoal. Abai shows a ferocious expression and lets out a wolf howl at the modified speedboats.

And the pack of dogs also shows a ferocious expression, gradually approaching the speedboats docked on the side of the shoal.

"Pay up! Pay up! We're paying up—"

Led by Abai, the dogs approach the modified speedboats. The person closest, seeing Abai and the pack of dogs approaching, hurriedly speaks.

On a nearly six-meter modified speedboat, there are three people carrying six large plastic bags.

Abai tilts his head. The boat owner on the opposite speedboat sits helplessly on the bow, opens a plastic bag, takes out a roast chicken, takes a bite of the roast chicken under the gaze of the pack of dogs, and throws the chicken onto the shoal.

"Wang—"

The slender dog leaps up, catches the hot roast chicken, and then trots to the side to eat the chicken.

The other two crew members on the speedboat also take a bite of roast chicken like the boat owner and throw the chicken into the pack of dogs.

The dogs seem to have been used to it long ago, all queuing up with rules and discipline, taking turns to jump up to eat the chicken.

Abai squats on the side, as steady as an old dog, and doesn't eat the food thrown by the boat owner.

"... Are you guys robbing smugglers?" An Sheng looks at Abai, who has transformed into a wolf, with a look of suspicion.

"Awoo!"

Abai nudges the little fox, signaling him to go over and get food quickly. He is watching here; if the other side dares to drug the food, he will flip the boat.

The pack of dogs on the shoal and the boat owners don't seem to have met for the first time; both sides act according to the rules.

The boat owner and two crew members are feeding the dogs, while crew members on other speedboats lift the waterproof tarpaulin on the cabin, revealing boxes of traditional Chinese character versions of 4090s, as well as CPU chips packed directly in cardboard boxes, unloading the goods box by box.

One crew member throws them on the speedboat, and several crew members stand in the water of the shoal, receive the goods, and walk to the shore. The tricycles already parked in hidden locations reverse over.

After talking to each other for a few sentences, the crew members load the boxes of graphics cards or CPUs onto the tricycles.

In addition to ROG computer accessories, An Sheng also sees two brand-new BMW motorcycles covered in dust, nearly a hundred wheel hubs, and boxes of milk powder.

They really are milk powder cans, and there are even Hong Kong labels on them.

Immediately following are ten tons of frozen pig trotters. Two speedboats nearly six meters long throw all the frozen goods onto the river beach. Some drive tricycles, and some drive electric scooters, taking two pieces and retreating rapidly.

The river beach is exceptionally lively in the early morning. In less than half an hour, the speedboats have basically retreated, and the tricycles and electric scooters on the river beach have all disappeared without a trace.

And the two motorcycles with foreign license plates are ridden away directly by several young people; as soon as they add oil, they take off.

"Outrageous, the smugglers are even forming groups..." An Sheng watches the whole process, stunned.

Of course, An Sheng isn't surprised that there are smugglers in the river.

In fact, it is normal to have smugglers in the river. The patrols they encounter at sea are the Coast Guard, and generally, to get rid of the Coast Guard's pursuit, they can only run into the river basin because the river belongs to the Water Police jurisdiction.

When two different law enforcement zones meet, in the absence of joint law enforcement, they cannot handle the other's jurisdiction.

What surprises An Sheng is that these smugglers are actually traveling in groups. Are they not afraid that Jule will dispatch Iron Dragonflies (armed helicopters)?

As long as any ship has contraband, the Iron Dragonfly can really sweep the river basin until it boils.

"It's almost one o'clock, why haven't the people come yet!" After feeding the river dog management, the boat owner looks at the electronic watch on his wrist and curses.

This stretch of river is not safe, except for the pack of dogs that have been waiting on the shore for the past six months, extorting money at fixed times and locations.

And there are crocodiles and big fish in the river. It's fine if they encounter the pack of dogs; everyone can discuss it with each other. At worst, they can order a thousand-dollar takeout to pay the landing fee.

But if they encounter crocodiles or big fish, these people smuggling computer accessories will at best lose their boat and lives.

Moreover, they don't dare to call the police afterwards, because if the Public Security Bureau investigates, they will find that their apparent occupation and income are completely inconsistent.

Although it is said that you don't have to go to jail if you die, the result of having illegal income confiscated is definitely worse than going to jail!

The boat owner waits anxiously for the passengers, even wanting to call and ask, didn't the Mazu visa get approved in seconds? How has it been delayed for almost half an hour?

It didn't matter before, but now every second they stay on the river surface, there is an extra point of danger!

I can't risk a speedboat worth over a million just to earn a little fuel money, right?

"Wang!"

Abai, as the leader, waits until all the dogs are full and the boat owner hasn't played any tricks before slowly starting to eat his late-night snack.

But before Abai has even taken two bites, as if sensing something, he suddenly looks to the side, stares into the pitch-black river surface, and lets out a fierce bark.

"A-Jia! Run!"

Hearing Abai's barking, the boat owner's heart suddenly jumps, and he suddenly turns his head to order the speedboat crew.

But it is too late.

A big fish with a mouth similar to a duckbill and an underbite suddenly leaps out of the river and slams heavily onto the river surface, setting off huge waves.

Under the surging waves, the speedboat, which hasn't had time to start, sways violently, and the boat owner and the two crew members on the boat are thrown into the river.

"Ga ga—"

The monster fish, nearly nine meters long, comparable to a small semi-trailer, comes to the front of the speedboat, raises its head, and uses its own weight to press on the edge of the speedboat.

It seems to want to pour something out of it, but there is nothing in the speedboat; the graphics cards and CPUs loaded on it earlier have already been unloaded onto the tricycles.

(End of chapter) ===== CHAPTER 101 =====