Chapter 3269
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He had only brought two bodyguards with him this time. If they fought, they would be killed instantly.
Damon adjusted his clothes and gestured for the two men in front of him to put down their guns. Damon then smiled and said, "We are loyal friends! Don't hurt our friendship because of two million. "
Gong Jie said, "Eight million, not a cent less. Sign it."
From a certain perspective, his words were more like a domineering order.
Damon nodded, sighed helplessly, and signed the contract obediently.
He turned around and called for his men. After a while, his men handed him another suitcase. Inside it was two million dollars.
All that was left was to instruct the cargo workers to move the goods.
Gong Jie leaned against the car door expressionlessly and lit a cigarette.
Yoo Yoo looked at the containers being moved from the cargo ship and lowered his eyes slightly.
Three hundred grenades, five thousand rifles, and one hundred thousand bullets. How many lives did this mean?
Just as the group of people were busy, Damon's phone suddenly rang. He picked up the phone impatiently. Before he could speak, he heard his men anxiously shouting, "Boss! Something bad has happened! "
Damon was alert and asked seriously, "What happened?"
The person who called was one of his four Guardians. Before the deal, Damon had arranged for him to keep an eye on the road one thousand meters away from the port so that he could respond to other situations.
"Just now, there were Interpol officers from New York heading towards the port!"
Damon suddenly choked on a mouthful of smoke and coughed for a while. His eyes widened in disbelief, "What?! Interpol?! "
"Yes! Interpol, and one of them is the highest inspector of the International Anti-Terrorism Alliance! "
"How many people?"
"A total of five people, including the driver!"
Damon was so angry that his eyes turned red. He cursed and scolded angrily, "Why didn't you inform me earlier? Don't you think it's too late to call now?! "
"They passed by just now, so I'm being interrogated."
The subordinate was also quite helpless. These Americans from New York were really difficult to deal with. He had to persuade them in every possible way to smooth things over. As soon as the group of policemen drove away, he hurriedly tipped them off.
"In other words, they are rushing to the port?"
The man replied nervously, "Yes! I heard from one of the officers that they were chasing a suspicious cargo ship that was smuggling illegally … "
Daemon hung up in a daze.
Gong Jie heard the entire conversation between the two of them. His eyes were cold and gloomy. He glanced at Daimon, who was standing not far away with a calm expression. His face instantly darkened!
"Interpol?"
Daemon nodded his head in a panic.
If it was just a local police station, then there was really no need to worry, but if it alarmed Interpol, then the consequences would be much more serious.
Illegally smuggling firearms across borders was a very serious crime. If the crime was light, the offender would be sentenced to more than ten years in prison. If the crime was serious, the offender would be directly fed bullets.
Illegally smuggling tens of thousands of bullets and more than a hundred guns was considered a big deal. Then, looking at the batch of firearms he traded, the bullets he took were enough to boil a pot of porridge! He could die dozens of times over!
"They're after your freighter!"
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