World Tibet Bureau

I replied bluntly: "The shipment from Jinling Huangmen is all fake, and Huang Muhua is trying to trick you. By chance, I entered the warehouse and saw that batch of goods. The recorded words were said by the goods marker Pei Xinghai , don't pick up the goods today."

Hearing this, Ma Ping was silent on the other end of the phone for a while, and said, "Brother, you are angry with Huang Muhua. I am mainly to blame for this matter. Sister promised you that this anger will definitely help you out, but now is not the time. According to Jianghu Follow the rules, if you don’t pick up the goods at the agreed time, this business will be ruined. I have said before that this business is very important to me, and it is impossible not to accept it.”

"Ma Ping always speaks righteousness when walking in the rivers and lakes. Huang Muhua has cooperated with me several times. I hate this person very much, but I don't believe that Jinling Huangmen has the courage to play tricks on me. I will go to the pick-up location right now. You don't need to say any more, let's meet and talk after I finish the shipment!"

This Ma Sanniang!

She couldn't believe that I saw that batch of goods when I went into the warehouse today!

Xiao Zhu was in a hurry.

But because of her identity, she dared not interrupt.

Ma Ping's character, no matter how much she said, she would not believe it, unless she saw a fake with her own eyes.

I stopped explaining and asked, "How many people did you bring today?"

Ma Ping laughed at the other end: "In Jinling, I don't need to bring people with me when I go out. Today's delivery is very important. I can't bring others. I will drive by myself. I only brought six porters invited from other places." Worker. Don't worry, Ma Ping's name is like a thousand troops."

I replied: "Okay. Pay attention to the box of s444, there is a marker in it. You can tell if it is true or not."

After speaking, I hung up the phone.

Right now.

A large truck came quickly from the darkness and drove towards the warehouse. The truck stopped firmly at the door of the warehouse.

This is Ma Ping's car!

Seeing this, Xiaozhu asked anxiously, "Brother, what should I do?"

Ma Ping is too conceited.

This business is very important to her.

According to the rules of the rivers and lakes, the reputation of life and death is used for underground shipments. When the consignee receives the goods, no box can be opened. Once opened, it means that the credibility of the shipper is questioned, and the business is completely ruined.Even though I reminded her just now, I guess Ma Ping will not open the box of s444.

Things got pretty bad!

If the freight is on the truck, it means that the consignor has received all the goods.

Everything that happened after that has nothing to do with Huang Muhua.

I asked, "How far is your bamboo blade capable of killing?"

Xiao Zhu replied, "Within ten meters."

I said, "Dive in there first, and wait for the porter brought by Ma Ping to move the s444 box. The flying piece will cut your hand and let the box fall, preventing Ma Ping from picking up the goods."

Xiaozhu heard this and said, "Good idea!"

A large black off-road vehicle charged fiercely from the opposite direction, and with a "creak", the off-road vehicle also stopped at the warehouse door.

A few bodyguards got out of the car first, followed by Huang Muhua, who was oily and powdered, holding a folding fan.

After Huang Muhua got out of the car, he first glanced at Ma Ping's truck, and then at Pei Xinghai's car next to him, with a very puzzled expression on his face.

He should be wondering why Pei Xinghai's car is still parked here.

A scar-faced treasure guard who had been pretending to be wandering around, immediately stepped forward and whispered a few words beside Huang Muhua.

It is estimated that the Scarface treasure guards were telling him that Pei Xinghai left with a van.

After hearing this, Huang Muhua frowned.

Since then.

He took out his cell phone and started calling.

Pei Xinghai must not be able to get through the phone. I had already removed his SIM card in the warehouse.

Xiaozhu took off the overalls that were put on outside, and in the night, he sneaked over like a civet cat.

She's petite, lithe, and knows how to dodge streetlights.

The group of treasure guards were all paying close attention to the receiving process, and no one noticed that Xiaozhu had been lying in a corner less than ten meters away from the truck.

Huang Muhua didn't get through the phone, and his expression was a little bad.

But he continued to pester, waving his fan, and walked in front of the truck.

Ma Ping opened the driver's door of the truck and jumped down from it.

The two shook hands very politely.

It was quiet at night.

Although the distance is a little far away, I can still hear some of their conversations intermittently.

"...The goods are all ready, I wish Miss Ma a safe journey and success soon..."

"Young Master Huang, you are very polite...there is an opportunity to cooperate more..."

Huang Muhua nodded, and with a half-hearted smile, he beckoned someone to pull down a big black dog from the car, and dragged it into a nearby restaurant.

Soon.

The man brought a bowl of dog's blood from the restaurant, half of it splashed on the windshield of Ma Ping's truck, and half on the warehouse door.

A simple ritual in the old rivers and lakes, the black dog leads the way.

Whether it's a contractor or an upstream merchant, they all do the work with their heads in their crotches.

People in the rivers and lakes believe that black dogs can ward off evil spirits and keep property safe.

before shipment.

Playing around like this, trying to comfort my heart.

Huang Muhua personally opened the warehouse door with the key, and made a gesture of invitation with the fan.

Seeing this, Ma Ping waved to the truck.

Several porters got off the truck and entered the warehouse to start moving the goods.

They work in groups of two and move things out one by one at a very fast speed.

There are two workers standing on the truck dump to pick up the goods.

It was not until more than a dozen boxes of goods were loaded onto the dump truck that the two porters moved out of the warehouse as s444.

When they opened the box, their expressions were obviously more difficult.

Seeing this, Ma Ping's expression changed subtly.

Xiao Zhu, who was hiding next to him, had already grasped the bamboo blade in his hand.

Ma Ping said suddenly, "Wait a minute!"

Huang Muhua was taken aback when he heard the words, but this guy was extremely scheming, and without changing his face, he asked, "...Sister Ma, may I ask who you are?"

Ma Ping stared at the s444 box for a while.

Since then.

She closed her eyes.

After a few seconds.

Ma Ping gritted her teeth, waved her hand, and said to the two porters, "Carry it up!"

Ma Sanniang chose to believe!

She didn't believe in Huang Muhua, but she believed in her incomparable strength!

The two porters began to lift the s444 onto the truck dump.

When the two porters standing on the dump are about to take over the box.

A small shadow that was as fast as the wind shot towards him.

"oops!"

A porter let out a scream, and involuntarily let go of the box.

s444 fell to the ground with a "click".

Pei Xinghai, who was chubby and covered in scars, rolled out of the box.

Pei Xinghai was still dizzy and motionless.

He looked so miserable, with knife scratches all over his body.

Although this kind of small knife wound did not bleed much, it looked like a dense blood spider web, which was even more shocking.