Jiuheng was already familiar with things like sneaking into a warehouse.

After all, he has been "sneaking in" since he tried it in Nanyang. Although the warehouse is not a woman, it seems that there are similarities in the same approach...

Jiuheng placed all the things related to the cult in the warehouse, and followed Qi Dangxian's instructions and engraved the words "Long Live the God of Abba" in Latin on the bottom of some boxes.

After doing this, Jiuheng came out of the warehouse, then smiled proudly and said: "Asking our director to do such a thing is simply killing a chicken with a sledgehammer! However, with the funds of the Grand Hall, this director should

You still have to do what you do, even if you can’t be famous for doing it..."

He was mumbling to himself when he saw a group of people appear, including Liu Jingang and Zhai Ling.

"Hey, the two big gang members came here?" Jiuheng squinted his eyes and observed in the dark.

After Zhai Ling saw the arms in a warehouse, he couldn't help but swallowed hard and said: "Brother Liu, there are so many arms?!"

Liu Jingang said with a smile: "These are all brought by the CIA for our use! We will move a batch out today and distribute them to the brothers in case of emergencies."

Zhai Ling took a deep breath. He would not believe Liu Jingang's nonsense. He had so many arms just to prepare for emergencies. It was obvious that he was planning to do something big!

However, the road has come to this point, what is there to back down? If he backs down at this time, the CIA will immediately kill him and silence him, not to mention that he will be settled by Fu Ronghua's wife later.

"Just the brothers we have? Is the manpower...enough?!" Zhai Ling gritted his teeth and asked.

"Of course we don't have enough people, but Mr. Charlie has other arrangements, do you understand?" Liu Jingang asked rhetorically.

"I understand..." Zhai Ling said.

Even the thugs under him and under Liu Jingang couldn't digest so many arms in the warehouse.

Liu Jingang said to his closest men: "Let's move a group first and make sure that each brother can get a spear and a few grenades. We are going to do something big!"

Zhai Ling also waved to his confidants, and then a group of people got busy in the warehouse and began to move the arms.

"If we take this step forward, we will have to listen to the Americans in the future." Zhai Ling couldn't help but whisper to Liu Jingang.

"So what if you listen to them? As long as you can make more money! Everything depends on money, brother!" Liu Jingang said nonchalantly.

Zhai Ling thought for a while, although it doesn't sound good to become a pawn of the Americans in the future, but he will definitely make more money and live a more prestigious life. He may be able to overthrow the Hell's Angels and become the most powerful in the entire Maple Leaf Kingdom.

Club organization! Moreover, when he thought of the scene where he was humiliated by Qi Dangxian, he couldn't help but feel angry. This revenge must be avenged no matter what!

Jiuheng crossed his arms and sneered: "These traitors are the same as Tang Wude! However, Tang Wude is even more hateful, and it is Jie Peng who took refuge."

He wanted to go directly and kill all these people, but then he thought about it, this might ruin Qi Dingxian's plan. Then, the other party would stop funding in anger, which would be really bad.

Under the coercion of funds, Jiuheng finally figured out how to eat brains.

Jiuheng watched as these guys moved some of the arms in the warehouse. The arms were put on the small buns used for transporting goods and were taken away directly.

"The Daquan Gang was formed by a group of veterans back then, but now it has changed its character and started to join the Americans." Jiuheng shook his head, feeling more and more that people nowadays have no integrity.

The arms were transported back to Liu Jingang's territory, and he placed them in a hidden basement.

"Only the CIA has this ability to acquire so many arms without anyone noticing! With this batch of arms in hand, it will be much easier to betray the enemy. Even trying to kill Qi is not possible.

Impossible." Liu Jingang sneered.

"Even if he doesn't die, we still have to make him shed his skin!" Zhai Ling laughed ferociously.

Both of them knew that Qi Dangxian was terrifying and could not be resisted by manpower. However, so many weapons gave them the confidence.

Distribute such powerful firepower to the brothers under your command, and the CIA has other arrangements, so there is no need to worry about not being able to accomplish it!

"Well... we have to find a way to do something with this batch of munitions. Otherwise, it will definitely cause the death and injury of many compatriots."

"As the chief director of the Grand Hall, I have the world in mind and care for my compatriots, so I should make a difference!"

Jiuheng stood on the roof of a low building, looked down, and decided to do something.

He did not act immediately. Now that he knew where the arms were hidden, the next operation was not that complicated. He went back to prepare and do something tomorrow to ensure that there was something wrong with this batch of arms and they could not be used normally.

"Well, it's still Baguan who is the great director. Qi Laoliu can have me work for him. It's like adding more wings to a tiger, like Liu Bei has Wolong." Jiuheng sighed, "I'm heartbroken for Qi Laoliu. I must turn around.

I asked him to give me more funds! The last few times I rode the Ocean Horse, Old Tang always paid for it, and I was embarrassed."

After all, Jiuheng was not a free prostitute. After several times of free prostitution, he felt guilty in his heart.

Only Qi Bingxian could regard prostitution as a common occurrence and even be proud of it.

The next day, Jiuheng walked around the CIA warehouse again and found that the arms inside were being transferred out in small quantities, and they should be distributed.

He saw a dark-skinned ghost guy, and then, as if he was aware of it, the ghost guy turned his head and looked in his direction.

"Hey...he found me?"

"No, he didn't notice me, he just had a vague feeling."

"This nigger is a bit powerful, but it can only be said to be a bit."

Jiuheng hid in the darkness and didn't care.

Patrick watched for a long time and saw no movement. He frowned and stopped thinking about it.

Not long after, another group of people came, chirping and chirping bird songs. Jiuheng judged it, and it seemed to be Ye Nan dialect.

"Oh, the monkeys from Ye Nan's gang are also working for CIA!"

"Oh, there are also Jie Peng Japanese and Goguryeo sticks..."

Although Jiuheng didn't understand foreign languages, he could barely tell which language they spoke.

Jiuheng first went to Liu Jingang's territory to dispose of the batch of arms, tampered with them, and then left quietly.

"Reporting to the leader, the matter is not trivial. The monkeys, devils, and sticks have all become the CIA's accomplices. They showed up at the warehouse today to divide the arms. They must be involved!" Jiuheng found Qi Bingxian and said with a serious face.

When working, addressing one's position is the basic quality of a great director of Jiuheng.
Chapter completed!