In the end, Franklin put on his pants and handed Fang Moqi a cigar.
Fang Moqi didn't smoke and gave it to Lan Mu. Lan Mu sat on the side and smoked leisurely.
Lan Mu didn't speak authentic neighborhood English, so it was difficult for him to understand. He could only watch Fang Moqi and Franklin trade.
But it was still English, so he got the gist of it. They were talking about weapons and hiding places.
After a while, Franklin asked another black man to get something.
The black man walked into the open kitchen and pulled out a small cart to the living room.
There were four drawers on the cart. When he opened them one by one, he saw that they were full of guns and grenades.
Fang Moqi called Lan Mu. "Come and pick!"
Lan Mu walked over and picked up a pistol. It was the biggest gun in the pile, the famous Desert Eagle.
"Don't use that. It's too flashy! Take this! "
Fang Moqi handed over a pistol. Lan Mu recognized it as an M1911.
"It's an old gun, but it's light and easy to use. 45 caliber. It's pretty powerful. Even your mother wouldn't recognize it."
Lan Mu weighed it and threw it back. "I don't need a gun. Just give me a bow and arrows."
Fang Moqi smiled. He knew that Lan Mu's archery was better than a gun to some extent.
"I'm not used to guns either. I'll buy one as insurance. After all, guns are more useful in terms of power."
In the end, Fang Moqi chose a pistol with four magazines and twenty grenades.
"Why are you buying so many grenades? Won't it be a burden to carry them? "Lan Mu rolled his eyes.
"These things are powerful. If a door is in the way, they'll explode! Haha. "
The gun was a small matter. Next, Fang Moqi bought a variety of other equipment.
Fang Moqi used the pen and paper on the table to write down everything he thought he needed.
"A bottle of powerful muscle relaxant! Oh? You can get self-bleaching agent? Give me a group too. "
"Give me a set of pinhole cameras, a set of sunglasses, and a pair of infrared lenses."
"I want the best military knife! We also need tactical pliers, hemostatic plasters, medical bandages, and anti-inflammatory drugs. "
"Also, prepare two sturdy black cars and a detached villa with a garage for me. I want the villa now. Of course, it's just a rental!"
"Give me and my brother two fake documents each, including a driver's license and a green card. Hmm … let's make our nationality Japanese!"
Lan Mu was dumbfounded as he watched Fang Moqi write orders nonstop. He wrote a bunch of random orders and handed them to Franklin.
Franklin took it and looked at it. His face turned cold.
"Brat! These things did not cost half a million USD! Are you toying with me? "
As soon as he finished speaking, the other black man took out his gun with an unruly expression.
Lan Mu was on high alert, but Fang Moqi laughed and said, "Don't worry! Big Head hasn't said anything yet. "
Then he turned serious and said, "I want information on the Gates family."
Franklin's eyes lit up, and he regained his smile. The other black man saw this and put away his gun.
"Buying information is good! You want to kill someone? Tell me, who do you want information on from the Gates family? "
Fang Moqi said coldly, "Paul!"
"I want his future itinerary and residence, as well as the defense of his residence and the lineup of his private gunmen …"
"I want the most detailed version! Don't try to fool me! "
Franklin laughed and said, "The most detailed version? One million USD! "
Lan Mu was stunned. One million USD? Information was worth so much?
Fang Moqi said without hesitation, "No problem! One million USD! I need to get it as soon as possible! "
"Okay, leave it to me. The information will be delivered to you together with this batch of items tonight. I can give you the Key to the villa first."
Franklin agreed and said, "Total is 1.2 million USD. Accept credit card."
"This is a deposit of fifty thousand USD. Give me the Key to the villa first. When the items are delivered tonight, get someone to collect the money."
Fang Moqi took out fifty thousand USD from his bag and put it on the table. Franklin was silent for a moment, then nodded.
Franklin obviously accepted the fifty thousand USD deposit. After taking the Key, the gun, and the grenade, Fang Moqi and Lan Mu turned and left.
"Are they really reliable?" Lan Mu asked after they walked out of the apartment.
"In America, I can only trust two people. One is you, and the other is Old Man Li." Fang Moqi stopped a taxi.
"Old Man Li?"
"Follow me."
The two took a taxi to Chinatown. Los Angeles' Chinatown was much bigger than Marley. Not only were there Chinese, but there were also a lot of white and black people.
Fang Moqi took Lan Mu and turned left and right. Finally, they found an antique bookstore in a deep alley.
The door was locked from the inside. Fang Moqi lifted his leg and kicked the broken door open.
"Ah?" Lan Mu was shocked. He broke in just like that?
Fang Moqi swaggered in and closed the door.
This kind of door was actually a very old bolt door. Fang Moqi picked up a piece of wood and plugged it in. It was a lock from the inside.
"You're just going to destroy it like that? Can't I knock? "Lan Mu wondered.
"Knock? He won't open the door even if I knock for a lifetime. "Fang Moqi laughed.
Walking into the bookstore, an old Chinese man was sitting on a chair and reading.
Old Man Li saw Fang Moqi coming in and nodded with a smile.
Fang Moqi did not speak. Instead, he gestured with his hands. It was sign language!
Looking at Old Man Li communicating with him using sign language, Lan Mu suddenly realized that he was deaf and mute.
They did not stay here for long. Fang Moqi seemed to have finished talking with Old Man Li. He left with Lan Mu.
"What did you talk about?"
Fang Moqi laughed. "Retreat!"
"With our abilities, it's too easy to kill Paul."
"But it's easy to kill, but it's difficult to escape. After all, this is America. It's not easy to leave after killing the head of a big conglomerate."
"Old Man Li could be said to be all-powerful when he was young. Now, he's also the most influential person in Chinatown. I asked him to prepare a boat for smuggling. It's in a secret place on the West Coast. "
"This is one of our retreat routes."
…
At 19 o 'clock at night, Franklin's information arrived along with a big bag of things.
Fake identities, cameras, infrared lenses, Key to the Black Car, first aid kit, and so on.
Everything was spread out on the table. Fang Moqi did a quick check and asked.
"Where's the information?"
There were four black men who delivered the things. Their waists were bulging. It was obvious that they were carrying guns.
One of the black men took out a map of the Gates Family's property distribution and the statistics of their family's power.
Fang Moqi looked at it for a while. There was a detailed introduction of the Gates Family's private armed forces and various combat deployments.
As for Paul's whereabouts, the information recorded which gatherings he had attended recently, who he had met with, and where he rested every night.
However, there was no accurate information about Paul's whereabouts. It was all outdated information from a day ago.
"Do you know where Paul is today and tomorrow?"
The black man answered, "How would we know? This is the most detailed information we have. "
Fang Moqi frowned, but still took out his bank card and said, "Transfer the money. You should know the rules of the underworld. You know how to keep it confidential, right?"
The black man took the card and transferred 1.2 million USD. He smiled, revealing his white teeth. "Don't worry! Happy cooperation! "
Fang Moqi stood with his chest out. He watched the group of people walk out of the villa. He only sat back on the sofa when the car was far away.
Lan Mu came up and asked, "You spent more than a million USD on these things? How are we going to find Paul without his detailed location? "
Fang Moqi pointed at the list of Paul's subordinates on the table. He smiled and said, "Don't worry. We don't know, but his confidants must know."
"This white man named Mike is Paul's most important subordinate. The information shows that he often kills people and deals with stolen goods for Paul."
"He must know the whereabouts of Paul and Ereda."
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