After finishing his speech, Wang Dalu asked to make a phone call. He said that this business was not his alone, but also involved partners. He warned them that if they tried to monopolize the business, they wouldn't get the goods and that the partners would definitely retaliate against them in Japan.
So the vice president here told him to make a phone call, and the kid called Zhao Shanhai: "Boss Zhao, save me!"
Snap! A baseball bat struck the back of his head, and Wang Dalu lay sprawled on the ground before he could finish speaking.
Then some blood flowed from the back of his head.
"Ah Sheng! How many times have I told you not to hit so hard? Look what you've done to him. Remember, never hit the back of the head again, hit the front, the forehead."
The vice president pointed to a chubby young man and said, "Take him to the clinic to see if there's any hope." The man looked bewildered. The vice president then said, "Take him to the clinic to see if there's any hope."
Zhao Shanhai heard what was being said on the phone before the call ended.
Then he called out, "Hey, hey."
Immediately afterwards, I heard someone inside shout, "Hello!"
"Who are you?" Zhao Shanhai asked.
"And who are you?" the vice president asked.
"I am Zhao Shanhai!"
"Who is Mr. Wang's relative just now?"
"Is he dead?" Zhao Shanhai asked.
"I don't know, he's already been taken to the hospital. It's up to the doctor to decide whether he lives or dies," the vice president said with a smile.
"Tell me your address, and I'll come find you."
"Alright! I'll wait for you. I'd like to talk to you about the ownership of your parts factory. Do you want to use the factory to exchange for money, or use the site to exchange for people?"
Zhao Shanhai laughed, then hung up the phone himself. The person on the other end was just trying to double-cross him!
Using their own factories to exchange for their own people—this scheme has crossed the Mediterranean Sea and reached all the way to the land of noodles.
Didn't we just recruit over seventy people? Let's take half of them and use them for drills in Malaysia.
Special forces ace vs. local bully.
This isn't about fighting a local tyrant for territory! This is a surprise attack!
The outcome is obvious without even thinking; the current priority is to obtain information from Malaysia.
The information was obtained in one day. Although the specific names of the people were unclear, the names and home addresses of the main members of the association were obtained.
The parts factory is essentially defunct; the people employed there are mostly from the same guild, and they're not on the same page.
We'll send a transport plane from China to land in Ermao. The equipment and personnel will be loaded onto the plane from there.
Zhao Laoda personally took charge, but this old guy was inexperienced and needed a special forces member to accompany him.
Thirty special forces members, along with a dozen or so of his underlings, went to Malacca.
The flight path applied for is in Indonesia, and it will fly along the Strait of Malacca in Indonesian airspace. When it reaches the designated position, it will deviate slightly from the flight path and approach Malaysian airspace, where they will parachute and glide into Malaysian territory.
When they arrived at the designated location, a cargo ship anchored in Singapore slowly headed toward the port of Malacca.
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