si-mexico Chapter 621 Ye Changqing was shocked
Chapter 621 Ye Changqing was shocked
Chapter 621 Ye Changqing was shocked
Shanzi placed a cup of tea on the table and said, "Brother Liang, come and have some tea.
Let’s just treat it as watching a movie.
Multiple cameras, multiple viewing angles, even watching movies is not as clear as this."
Brother Liang reached out and picked up the water cup, took a sip gently, and stared at Leng Mo in the video. The more he watched, the tighter his brows frowned: "This guy's face is blurry. Did he use some technology or makeup?
Why can't the camera capture his face clearly?"
Shanzi stared at the screen for a long time and said uncertainly, "I feel like I'm wearing a mask."
Brother Liang nodded and said, "That's right, I thought he was too careless at first.
It seems that he is still very careful, but he definitely did not expect his every move at this moment.
All of this falls into our eyes, to be honest, if he is our enemy.
He is already dead."
East of the market entrance.
Under a big tree by the roadside, two old men were playing chess.
The two men were fighting back and forth, and the battle was in full swing.
There was another person watching the fun nearby, who said nothing from beginning to end.
After a game of chess ended, an old man gave a thumbs-up to the people watching the game and said, "You are the most sophisticated person I have ever seen, watching chess in silence."
Liu Mengcai was stunned. He wasn't even watching the two people playing chess. It was like a movie playing in his mind, played on dozens of screens in turn. Just then, the camera above the monitoring room door had just caught Liang Ge and Shan Zi's every move.
Even the conversation between the two people could be heard clearly.
When Liang Ge said: “He definitely didn’t expect his every move at this moment.
All of this falls into our eyes, to be honest, if he is our enemy.
He is already dead."
Liu Mengcai laughed when he heard this. He had a hundred cameras, and this time he placed thirty-six of them throughout the market, so he could have a clear view of everything that happened in the entire market.
There are more than thirty stalls placed at various intersections, and he has complete control over the market.
Leng Mo entered the market and went to the rooftop to assemble a sniper rifle.
He watched every move.
Brother Liang thought he was in control of everything. Little did he know that the one who was truly at a higher level was Liu Mengcai.
If the relationship between the three people is like the mantis stalking the cicada, unaware of the oriole behind, then he is the oriole among the three.
In fact, it’s more than that.
He feels that the market is like a small world.
He is a bystander outside the world and can see everything that happens in the market.
He had the illusion of having a God's perspective.
Seeing the old man giving him a thumbs-up, he smiled and said nothing.
roof.
Leng Mo reached into his pocket, took out two bullets, and placed them aside.
In the past, he only carried one bullet because it never missed its target and one bullet was enough to complete the mission.
This is his confidence. Unexpectedly, he failed to kill Ye Changqing. He learned his lesson and carried two bullets every time he went on a mission.
He reached out and slowly opened the sniper rifle's scope cover.
He put his eyes close to the scope and looked for the red truck.
There is only one red truck.
It was easy to find. He slowly moved the muzzle of the gun and shifted his sight to the truck cab.
Ok?
Leng Mo frowned. There was no one in the cab. Could he have gone to the toilet?
He turned over and lay down, reached into his pocket to take out two pieces of chewing gum, put them in his mouth and chewed them slowly.
As a killer, waiting for people is the most basic job. Now everything is ready. As long as the target appears, just shoot him to death.
Just as he was waiting, his cell phone suddenly rang.
I took out my cell phone and took a look. It was a text message with a photo of the target.
Open the photo file.
He froze suddenly.
The photo is not very clear, as if it was edited from a surveillance video, but the person in the photo is very familiar.
It turned out to be Ye Changqing, the only target he missed.
A sneer appeared on the corner of his mouth. He had already planned to kill Ye Changqing, even without the employer's money.
He also wants to kill Ye Changqing.
If for no other reason than the success rate of his career as a killer.
Now that’s good, he doesn’t have to go look for Ye Changqing.
He turned over and leaned closer to the scope again, observing the car's cab. The cab was still empty. He couldn't help but mutter, "It's time to die. Where did it go?"
Just as he finished speaking, a voice suddenly sounded behind him: "I'm here!" Leng Mo was stunned for a moment, turned around abruptly, swung his gun and aimed behind him.
bang~
Suddenly, he was hit on the head by a heavy object, his vision went black, and his body collapsed to the ground.
Ye Changqing reached out to grab the sniper rifle, held the barrel with both hands, raised it up, and then smashed it hard at Leng Mo.
Click~
The butt of the gun hit his head, causing bleeding and the butt of the gun to sink into his skull.
Scarlet blood flowed from his head, quickly staining a large area of the concrete roof red.
Ah ~
Brother Liang saw this scene from the camera and screamed in fright.
It was the first time he had seen someone killed so quickly and efficiently, it felt like slaughtering a chicken or a sheep. He felt an inexplicable sense of fear.
Click~
The door was kicked open.
When Brother Liang saw the three strangers, he stood up suddenly in shock and asked, "Who are you?
This is the key area of the monitoring room. Who let you in?"
Lu Dingqian stood at the door with his arms folded, not saying a word.
Ma Xiaoshuai and Li Shang stared at Shanzi with eager eyes, as if they would attack him immediately if he dared to make any unusual movement.
Brother Liang felt an inexplicable fear in his heart: "Who are you?"
Lu Dingqian crossed his arms and blocked the doorway without saying a word.
It’s not that he doesn’t want to tell you, he just still doesn’t know what happened.
Ye Changqing only told him to block the two people in the room and never let them escape. Seeing that the three people were silent, Brother Liang became even more frightened: "Who are you?
Let's talk it over, I...I'm willing to cooperate."
Three of his men died, and one killer died.
He didn't want to be next.
Ye Changqing walked to the door: "Don't ask me who I am, who are you?
Who is Wen Hongzhen? "
As he spoke, he walked into the house.
Brother Liang saw red spots on Ye Changqing's trouser legs, and he recognized them at a glance. They were the blood that splattered on the trouser legs when the killer was killed.
He became even more terrified: "I said, I'll tell you, my name is Zhang Xinliang, and I'm from Zhangjiazhuang, three miles away.
This year I..."
Ye Changqing shouted coldly: "Shut up, I want to hear who Hong Zhen is."
He thought that by sending a market manager to jail, the matter of selling fresh ginger would be over and there would not be any bigger troubles.
I didn't expect that they would send assassins to kill him.
He realized that things were not as simple as he thought, so his first thing was to find out who Wen Hongzhen really was.
This……
Brother Liang shook his head: "I'm not sure either. I don't know who he is."
Ye Changqing raised his eyebrows and asked in a cold voice: "Every word you say may be the last word you say in this life.
I advise you to think it over carefully before you speak!"
Brother Liang was so frightened that his body was shaking. In the face of life and death, he didn't care about so much: "Wen Hongzhen has great power, there is nothing he can't handle.
What seemed to me to be an impossible task was resolved with just one sentence."
Ye Changqing listened for a long time but didn't get any clues. He gradually lost his patience and said, "Why is such a powerful person targeting a small business worth tens of thousands of yuan?
If you don’t want to tell the truth, then don’t tell it.”
Brother Liang turned pale with fear and spoke faster: "This is not a small business. Maybe this truckload of ginger is a small business for you.
I buy ginger for a little over one yuan and sell it wholesale for seven yuan.
I make at least five yuan per pound.
Thirty thousand kilograms of ginger means a net profit of one hundred and fifty thousand.
This market can wholesale a truckload of ginger every two days, and 180 truckloads a year, with an annual net profit of 27 million.
There are over 300 large markets like this in China, over 1,500 medium-sized markets, and over 50,000 smaller markets. They generate at least several hundred million yuan in revenue annually.
Can you calculate how big a business this is?"
Ye Changqing was shocked when he heard this: "You mean he has monopolized the national market?"
Brother Liang nodded. "Yes, the market is nationwide. And it's not just fresh ginger, there are several other vegetables, including garlic, lotus root, green onions, fennel... He earns hundreds of billions a year!"
The more Ye Changqing listened, the more shocked he became, and he finally found out the reason why Liu Yishou, a farmer, was not making any money.
It turns out that someone controls the market across the country and controls vegetable prices.
No wonder he was determined to keep his son in the city. Farmers work hard but earn very little money.
You make ten cents per pound of ginger.
Wen Hongzhen does nothing and earns hundreds of billions a year.