Special Forces career started with the A team

Chapter 235 Poor Ghost

Not only his teammates, Qi Heng's mood also improved after seeing Crow's unlucky look.

With a smile on his face, he glanced at the crow lying motionless on the ground and urged, "Stop pretending, get up and pack up, we should set off!"

After hearing this, Crow got up from the ground, patted the dirt off his body calmly, and glanced at Li Xiang, "I have something important to do, so I will spare your life today!"

"You have the toughest mouth of all!"

Li Xiang curled his lips. In the previous fight between the two, Crow had never gained any advantage, not to mention that he was now the leader of Group A and also the deputy captain!

As long as the crows dare to cause trouble, he will definitely make up for it in training.

Crow himself understood this, so after he made his threats, he quietly began to prepare.

Qi Heng and Crow put on their makeup, wore bulletproof vests under their plain clothes, and put pistols on their waists.

After making preparations, Lao Mo and I took the samples out of the safe house and drove to the location of the leader.

Li Xiang followed them with his teammates.

Two hours later, they parked the car not far from the leader's camp. After getting off the car, Li Xiang and his teammates quickly put on their equipment.

Seeing that they were ready, Qi Heng prepared to take the two of them and move forward.

"and many more!"

Li Xiang stopped them and handed a miniature headset to the Mexican man with the longest hair, saying, "Put this on so that we can keep track of your situation at any time."

Lao Mo took it and put it on, then fiddled with his hair to cover his ears. If you didn't look carefully, you couldn't see it at all.

Seeing that he had packed up, Qi Heng looked at Li Xiang with a smile without saying anything, then turned around and drove the two of them again towards the leader's camp.

Li Xiang watched them leave and told his teammates behind him, "Spread out and get ready. Be ready to provide support at any time!"

"Yes!"

After the words were spoken, the team members dispersed according to the previously formulated plan and went to their respective designated locations.

As soon as Li Xiang arrived at his seat, he heard a voice coming from the headphones.

"Stop! What are you doing?"

Qi Heng and his two companions parked the car not far from the camp gate. As soon as they got out of the car, they heard the sentry's questioning.

The Mexican took the initiative to step forward, put on a smile on his face and replied: "Friend, we are from the United States, and we want to discuss business with your boss."

"I'll have to trouble you to help contact..." Lao Mo said, taking out the hundred-dollar knife he had prepared in advance, stuffing it into the sentry's pocket quietly.

When the sentry saw this, the seriousness on his face disappeared, and he asked with a smile: "What business are you here to discuss?"

The Mexican replied, "We have a batch of flour that was recently shipped over, and we wanted to see if you were interested."

When the sentry heard that they were doing DP business, he immediately realized that the person in front of him was a rich man. He licked his lips unconsciously, and a greedy look broke out in his eyes.

"How do I know you're not lying to me? Besides, our boss isn't someone you can meet just because you want to." He released the hand holding the gun and rubbed it quietly in front of the old Mexican.

The sentry's actions were so obvious, if he still didn't understand, he would be a fool.

Lao Mo reached into his pocket and took out two hundred-dollar bills again. With a smile that showed a hint of pain, he stuffed them into the sentry's pocket again. "I'll have to trouble you, brother, to help me. Let him know."

When Crow saw what the two were doing, an idea suddenly popped into his mind.

He was thinking, if Lao Mo was replaced by the miser Yuan Lang, would Yuan Lang shoot him for these few hundred dollars?

Thinking of this, even though he was on a mission, he forced himself not to laugh and continued to play the role of Lao Mo's bodyguard.

When the sentry saw that he had made another catch, the smile on his face became even wider and the greed in his eyes became even stronger. He did not make any statement, but just smiled and looked at Lao Mo.

When Lao Mo saw him like this, he was so angry that he almost lost his temper.

He immediately frowned and said in a cold voice: "Since you don't want to let me in, I will change my business."

After saying that, Lao Mo turned around and walked away. He only took two steps before he stopped again. He tilted his head and sneered, "I wonder if your boss would reward you if he knew that you helped him decline a business worth 500 million dollars?"

Lao Mo paused and said softly, "For example... a bullet...?"

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to the people behind him, and walked towards the car with Qi Heng and Crow.

When the sentry saw him leaving, he did not stop him and even gave him a teasing look.

Because he knows the character of the American people, they will not let go of this business easily and will come back sooner or later.

When they come again, it won’t be something that can be solved with just a few hundred dollars.

Just when he was happily thinking that he was going to get rich, he suddenly heard that Lao Mo wanted to change his trading partner and that this batch of goods was worth 500 million. He suddenly came to his senses.

Especially after hearing Lao Mo's last words, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, the greed in his eyes faded away, and he stood there in a daze.

It was not until he heard the roar of Lao Mo and his friends' car engine that he came to his senses and hurriedly ran up to stop them from leaving.

Seeing that he had stopped the car, the old Mexican sitting in the back seat opened the window, tilted his head and looked at him coldly, and asked, "What do you mean by this?"

Seeing the old Mo show his head, the sentry ran over with a happy face and said with a smile: "Sir, this is all my fault. Don't leave in a hurry. I will help you contact our boss!"

As he spoke, he took out the three hundred dollars that Lao Mo had given him, handed it back, and said with a smile: "Don't bother with me, I'm just trying to make a living..."

The old Mo stared at his face until the sentry lowered his head and dared not look him in the eye. Then he took the money and said with an ambiguous smile: "Isn't this number right? It seems like there are a few missing?"

"This... this..." The sentry raised his head and was about to say something, but after seeing Lao Mo's smile, he gritted his teeth, took out a handful of scraps from his pocket, revealed a smile that was uglier than crying, and said:

"That's all I have..."

Lao Mo didn't despise it. He took it and threw it on the seat, and glanced at him. "What are you still standing here for? Go inform your boss. I have business to discuss."

"Yes! Yes! I'll go right away!" The sentry became excited when he saw that Lao Mo no longer mentioned leaving.

He took out the walkie-talkie and walked to a nearby place to report to his superiors.

Seeing him leave, Qi Heng and Crow, who were sitting in front, turned around with a smile, gave Lao Mo a thumbs up, and exclaimed, "Awesome!"

"That's it!" Lao Mo raised his eyebrows at the two of them, then lowered his head to count his gains.

After just a moment, he frowned and cursed in a low voice: "Bah! Poor bastard! Such a big bunch, but only less than 30 yuan?"

Upon hearing this, Qi Heng and Crow looked at each other, smiled and said nothing.