The old Manchu who was leaning against the wall and breathing heavily was named Naxinwu. He was a descendant of the Yehenara clan of the Manchu Dynasty. His ancestors were Manchu nobles. Even though the Qing Dynasty was overthrown as soon as he was born, his family conditions were definitely not comparable to those of ordinary people.
When he just came of age, he got addicted to opium, and it was out of control. Over the years, he has been selling old items handed down from his ancestors in exchange for money to smoke opium.
But with the fall of Chiang Kai-shek, the new government cracked down on the opium trade, making it impossible for old smokers like him to buy opium in his hometown.
He had no choice but to look for a new source of opium. After arriving in Shanghai, he unexpectedly learned from an old smoking friend that someone in Shanghai was shipping opium to Brazil. At the same time, I also heard that there are a lot of Chinese people in Brazil now, and they don’t have to worry about being unfamiliar with the place at all.
So, he sold his last bit of property and wanted to immigrate to Brazil. However, who would have thought that a smoker like him who wanted to immigrate or go to Brazil as a worker would not be accepted by Fangyuan Immigration and Labor Dispatch Company.
Fortunately, with the increasing number of Chinese in Brazil, some businessmen have also noticed the profits of this route and started operating routes from their hometown to Brazil.
And Xinwu found such a British cargo ship and quietly came to Brazil from his hometown.
But when we got off the boat in Porto Alegre, we were dumbfounded. It's not that the language here is different. On the contrary, the streets here are full of people speaking various dialects from their hometowns. The only difference from my hometown is that there are more Latin Americans with obviously darker skin.
But he searched the streets of Porto Alegre for three days and couldn't find a legitimate opium den. Even when he asked people, no one knew where the opium den was. Some people even called him a psychopath, saying that no Chinese in Brazil smoked opium.
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He obviously didn't believe this, because he knew very well that there was opium on the cargo ship he was on, and it was high-quality opium. Without these things, he would have no chance of making it to Brazil.
Now someone tells him that there is no opium in Brazil. Isn't this just lying with open eyes?
Unfortunately, the people on the ship were unwilling to tell him where the opium was being shipped, and they just sold him a small portion of the cargo at a high price. But after these few days of consumption, there is very little left.
Today he was desperate and wanted to see if he could get information about the opium den in the teahouse. Unexpectedly, he didn't get any information about the opium den, but heard that Brazil was going to start a large-scale drug ban. Isn't this a matter of life and death?
I finally ran away from my hometown just for the opium here. Now that I have just arrived, you tell me that smoking is also banned here. Then I have worked in vain.
As for Mr. Chen's suggestion just now that he should surrender to the police station and have the police station arrange for compulsory drug rehabilitation, he had never even thought about it. That's why he fled in panic under the gaze of everyone.
His body had been corroded by smoke for a long time and his physical condition was very poor. This short distance made him feel salty in his throat and a faint smell of blood. At the same time, his entire lungs were almost overwhelmed.
He hid in the corner and rested for more than ten minutes before he felt his strength slowly returning to his body. He stretched his head to look around and found nothing unusual. Then he slowly walked back to the street and walked towards the hotel where he was renting.
After thinking about it just now, he decided to continue staying in Brazil. One reason is that there are many Chinese people here and there are no language and life barriers.
Second, he believed that since the opium could be transported in, someone must be selling it. The reason why he couldn't find out from outside was probably because these opium dealers knew the risks, so they sold it secretly.
This is better. I just heard that in Brazil even those who smoke opium will be arrested. It would be safer to smoke quietly while hiding.
In this way, Xin Wu staggered back to the hotel, but as soon as he opened the door, he saw a sturdy young man in a white short-sleeved shirt and black trousers sitting on the rattan chair in the room.
This made Xinwu stunned. He thought he had walked into the wrong room. He turned around and looked at the house number on the door. When he found that it was correct, he realized that something was wrong and turned around to escape.
But at this time, the man opposite slowly said:
"I heard that the sir was looking for an opium den?"
Na Xinwu, who had just run out of the room, was stunned when he heard this and couldn't help but look back.
However, the young man did not chase after him because of his escape. Instead, he sat leisurely on the recliner, playing with the lighter in his hand. The lighter flew up and down in the young man's hand, making clinking sounds from time to time, and occasionally flames flashed.
Seeing this, Xin Wu's heart moved, as if he had thought of something, and he quickly turned his head to look at the corridor of the hotel. After seeing that there was no one else in the corridor, he turned back to look at the young man and said:
"Does sir know where it is?"
Hearing this, the young man's expression did not change, but continued to speak casually:
"Who told you there's smoke here?"
Xin Wu thought to himself that he was indeed cautious, and he was even more certain that the other party was the one who bought the opium. He decisively closed the door, took two quick steps towards the young man, and said in a low voice:
"I came here on a ship carrying opium."
As soon as these words were spoken, the young man's hand that was playing with the lighter paused. A cold light flashed in his eyes, and he looked at Xin Wu coldly and said:
"When? Which ship? How do you know there's opium on it?"
Seeing the cold light flashing in the eyes of the young man opposite him, Xin Wu was startled, but he quickly reacted. This was probably the other party's secret, and now that he had discovered it, it was normal for the other party to be angry.
He nodded and bowed quickly:
"Sir, I promise that I didn't mean to spy on the information of the ship's cargo. We are all on the same side. I just wanted to find a smoking house and get some opium for entertainment. I will never tell on anyone."
The young man obviously didn't buy it. He looked at Xin Wu fiercely and said word by word:
“Answer my question!”
Seeing the fierce look in the other party's eyes and the lighter in his hand, which had turned into a slender dagger at some point, Xin Wu was so scared that he trembled all over, his legs went weak, and he sat down on his bed.
Seeing that he did not answer his question, the young man opposite leaned forward, like a tiger waiting to devour someone, and spoke in a cold tone:
"Don't make me ask a second time."
How could a heavy smoker like Xin Wu have a strong will? He was so frightened by the words of the young man that he trembled all over and quickly said:
"Three days ago, the British freighter Otranto."
The young man continued to stare closely at Xin Wu.
"How do you know there's opium on it?"
Under the pressure of the young man's increasingly powerful momentum, Xin Wu was unable to resist at all, especially the dagger flashing with cold light, which made his hair stand on end.
“I…I was introduced to the ship by an acquaintance. They knew my situation and sold me some of the cargo on the ship.
You...if you don't believe it, you can look in my box, there's still a little left in it. ”
Hearing this, the young man did not move, but gestured to Xin Wu with the dagger in his hand and said:
"Take it out and let us see it."
How could Xin Wu dare to refuse? He stood up tremblingly, walked to the closet, dragged out a large camphorwood suitcase, took out a key from his waist, unlocked it, and took out a smaller leather suitcase from it.
Somewhat nervously, he placed the suitcase on the bed and opened it. There actually was a set of rather exquisite smoking utensils inside. While opening it, Xin Wu was also observing the young man's expression.
Seeing that the expression on the other person's face seemed to have not changed, he slowly took out an object wrapped in oil paper from the other side of the suitcase and handed it to the young man with trembling hands.
The young man did not take it with his hands, but used a dagger to push away the oil paper. When he saw the logo printed on the oil paper, he couldn't help but shrink his eyes, but soon calmed down and continued to pick up a small piece with the dagger and put it under his nose to smell it.
After confirming the smell, his whole temperament became even colder, causing Na Xinwu, who had been standing opposite him trembling with fear, to shiver.
At the same time, a trace of doubt arose in Xin Wu's heart. What exactly did the gentleman in front of him mean? Judging from the way the other party checked the opium packaging and inspected the goods, he was definitely professional, which means he must be very knowledgeable about opium.
Could this guy be the owner of this batch of goods? Could it be that they discovered that the people on the ship were selling goods to him privately and wanted to hold him accountable?
After thinking of this possibility, Xin Wu's heart tightened, but he soon relaxed because he was just a seller and also their customer, and the other party should not make things difficult for him.
If we are going to cause trouble, we should find the crew members because they were the ones who asked them to sell the goods privately. As for the life and death of the crew members, it was obviously none of Xinwu's business. In fact, Xinwu wished those people would die sooner!
For a big client like myself, not only did you not arrange a single room for me, but the price of the goods I sold to you was more than three times that of other places. You are so greedy, you deserve to be killed.
"Are you sure that the goods were purchased on the British cargo ship Otlan?"
As expected, the young man did not snatch the opium from his hand. Instead, he scraped the opium on the tip of the knife onto the packaging and left it to him. He spoke with a serious tone.
Seeing this, Xin Wu became even more certain that the other party was definitely not coming for him. It should be that the crew of the Outram secretly sold opium, causing a shortage of their goods, so they came to find him.
"I swear to God, sir, I have nothing to hide. If you don't believe me, you can see that this is first-class Indian goods. If you compare it with the goods on the ship, you can see that it is definitely the same batch of goods."
When the young man heard this guy asking him to compare the goods on the ship, he knew that the old man must have misunderstood something, but he didn't say it out loud.
Instead, he rolled his eyes and said:
"You are quite honest, I will investigate this matter thoroughly. Don't leave in the next two days. I will come to you if I need you."
Hearing this, Xin Wu was overjoyed. Now he was completely certain that the other party was definitely not targeting him. It seemed that the people on the boat were in big trouble. Humph! Who told you to sell it to me at such a high price? So don't blame me for being disloyal.
While thinking this in his mind, he saw the young man getting ready to leave, so he hurriedly stood up to see him off. After taking two steps, he remembered that he had not yet asked about the location of the smoking room!
He quickly lowered his voice and said:
"Sir, you see, we are all family, and my friend can be considered an old customer. Can you help me introduce where the nearby tobacco shop is?
I don't have much stock left. If I can't find a place to buy it, I'll be left with no food to eat. ”
Hearing this, the young man who was walking out stopped with a strange look on his face, and quickly restrained his expression. He turned his head and looked at this ignorant guy, and said with disgust:
"Don't we still have some in stock? Once I have investigated the situation, I will come to find you. It won't be too late to take you to the tobacco shop then."
Hearing this, Xin Wu finally let go of the worry that had been hanging in his stomach. This Brazilian tobacco shop is really cautious! This is good. As long as they are safe, I will be safe.
"Yes, yes, then let's make a deal. It's a dead letter. I'll wait for you. I promise not to go anywhere in the next two days."
Hearing this, the young man smiled a barely perceptible sneer, nodded, and quickly walked out of the room.
After the young man left, Xin Wu closed the door and breathed a sigh of relief. He couldn't help muttering:
“I was so scared, but luckily I was smart, haha… now I finally found the place.
Um! Let me take a puff first to soothe my wounded heart. ”
What he didn't know was that after the young man walked out of the hotel, he went straight to a car parked on the side of the road. The middle-aged man who was smoking in the driver's seat saw the young man get in the car and said directly without turning his head:
"Qinzi, what do you think, is this guy really a heavy smoker?"
The young man called Qinzai closed the passenger door and said:
"That's right, not only is he a real heavy smoker, but there are also unexpected gains. Let's go back and report to the boss."
Upon hearing this, the middle-aged man couldn't help but look at the young man in surprise. Seeing an expression of uncontrollable surprise in the other's eyes, he knew that the other was not joking.
Without asking any more questions, he just threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, started the car and drove away.
Soon, the situation here was reported up the chain of command.
Fang Xinshui, who was personally in charge of Porto Alegre, could not help but frown after hearing the report from his subordinates, and asked the subordinates around him:
"Have you investigated everything?"
This is the largest martial arts gym in Porto Alegre. At this moment, Fang Xinshui was sitting in the audience seats next to a ring, watching two boxers fighting mixed martial arts on the ring.
After several years of development, there are Chinese martial arts gyms all over Brazil, and there are many Chinese martial arts schools. In order to prevent Chinese martial arts from becoming a mere show as Fang Lang imagined,
Fang Lang directly introduced the rules of mixed martial arts. As the rules of the fight, everyone must not only be familiar with their own unique skills, but also learn other styles. Even techniques such as Brazilian Jiu-Jitsu and Muay Thai often appear in mixed martial arts arenas.
This makes the mixed martial arts competitions in Brazil closer to actual combat and more and more exciting. Especially after several live broadcasts on the TV sports channel, it has become the most popular game in Brazil besides football matches.
Even the recently popular car rally has to take a back seat.
Among the mixed martial arts clubs, the most powerful ones are the several clubs under the name of Hong Yitang, and the martial arts gym where Fang Xinshui is currently located is one of the most powerful clubs in Porto Alegre.
"Yes, boss! We have already investigated it and this guy is not lying. Our people have also found this batch of opium, which is now stored in a warehouse at the port terminal.
As long as the Green Gang members come to pick up the goods with the delivery note, we can catch them red-handed. ”
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