My past with my third grandfather (340) The three lame men sold smuggled motorcycles and provoked the local ground cannons

Text: A Bai

Those of us who are messing around in the Far East are actually just for food, which really pushes us into a hurry, rabbits will bite people, not to mention that we are tigers.

The three lame people these days are a little unusual. Get up early in the morning like a chicken, and come back later in the evening than Wenzhou Zhuang, which always likes to go to nightclubs to play. He used to come back so late, either to drink or on the way to drink, but now he didn't drink at all.

The fifth brother also felt that he was a little embarrassed, what was going on?

The winters in Russia are long and cold, and this hellish place is really a place of exile for felons. I was joking with my fifth brother, and we all became those felons and were exiled here. That day, the fifth brother said to me, I know what the three lame people have been doing these days?

I pretended to be calm and said, Fifth brother, you don't need to say it, I don't want to hear it. Actually, I've long wondered what the three cripples are doing? The fifth brother is a person who can't pretend to have something in his heart, and the more I don't let him say it, the more he will be scratched in his heart, and he has to say it.

It turned out that this cripple saw all kinds of light industrial products and electrical appliances making money here, so he wondered if he could get some motorcycles. When he was young, he liked motorcycles the most, at that time they were all second-hand motorcycles in Japan, and a friend of the three lame people smuggled one from the border. He is still a bit of a ghost, he loves the house and the black, and this young man in the Russian Far East must also have this impulse. yes, isn't that the young man like that, isn't there that impulsive punishment?

This cripple really went to do a market research, and this investigation is really incredible. In the Russian Far East, especially in Vladivostok, Japanese goods are mainly smuggled, not to mention Japanese cars, Japanese motorcycles, and even small book girls are all there, it depends on whether your body can stand it or not.

I called the three lame people into the house and said, the three lame people said, boss, I have figured it out, this little book of motorcycles is really profitable, these days I have a clear picture of the supply and channels before and after, quasi-insurance is no problem.

I rarely interfere in the affairs of the three lames, and his logistics company's business has been very cold recently, since it is the fifth brother who is also in favor, I naturally have nothing to say. Let them do it, I will make up the capital for them, and the three lame people happen to be difficult times. The business money of the logistics orders has not been settled, and I am afraid it is enough, and the brothers under him can't drink the northwest wind, especially in the cold and snow. The trade city over there is still organizing winter sales, and here is going to open a motorcycle shop next to it. At first, there were few orders, and a few groups of young people who specialized in motorcycles came over, and business gradually improved. The three lame man's little wine began to be diligent, this is his nature, as long as he has a little money, he must drink some wine. I don't care about that, as long as he's happy, everyone is a bit of an alcoholic. However, a group of people came to the door of the store that day, and before we could say anything, these people were with guys, smoking thick iron rods and big thick iron pipes, and smashed all the glass at the door of the store and the stall. The clanging sound of glass falling to the ground, as well as the ghost crying wolf howl mixed with customers, caused a lot of excitement.

The fifth brother and the third cripple also have a few small workers, who are repairing the Honda that has just been unloaded from the dock in the stall, and the Mitsubishi nephew. This sudden smashing and robbery from the outside startled the fifth brother. The three lame men jumped down the stairs at once, the stall was a three-story building, and the house was not decorated, but a temporary earthen stove was built on the concrete floor, and the three lame people were cooking there.

As soon as he heard that someone was making trouble downstairs, the three lame people were more excited than a few customers who came up. It may be that I have been running outside these days, and I have suffered a lot of losses, plus I have just started this motorcycle business, and I am on fire. The three lame people sprinkled all the anger of their brains on the heads of these ruffians who smashed the field. He picked up the big crowbar, the two-pointed stick that pried the chassis of the motorcycle, and it straight to the door. The glass in the doorway also shattered to the ground, and the glass ballast creaked when stepped on. In the cold winter, there was suddenly no glass to block the wind, and the biting north wind blew in, which was cold. The few car repairers were also stunned by the north wind, probably frightened by the momentum in front of them, and their legs were shivering, and they didn't know that it was cold.

It was a group of Russians who smashed the field, one big man, like the undead assault soldier Crazy Yuri in the Red Alert game, who ripped his shirt in the winter, revealing his chest full of chest hair, as if to compare whose breasts were bigger than us. I think of the third grandfather's tattoos, which are still a lot inferior to this fierce man.

Before we could do anything, the big guy called himself Yuri. He was a dockman who specialized in smuggling Japanese goods. The three lame men said, you do yours, I do mine, you smash my shop, that's not good.

Yuri waved his hand, didn't say much, and went straight to work. The fifth brother saw that it was easy to be bullied, so he quickly shook people. In just a moment, Huang Mao led his subordinates from the casino to rush up, and this scuffle provoked the local police to dispatch the strongest lineup, even bulletproof vehicles and armored vehicles were all present. The scene was already in tatters, except for the smashed windows and stalls, and the rest were people on both sides who were injured and lying on the ground. That Yuri and the three lame men were piggybacked in the melee, and the three lame people were really lame. It was so cold outside, and it didn't take long for the group of people lying on the ground to even sound like they were frozen. When Yuri saw the police coming, he was magical, and when he saw that our side was full of foreigners, and the police were local, it could be regarded as a cow's coaxing. Lying on the ground, he still raised his fingers vigorously, defiantly.

The fifth brother didn't care about that, he was far away from the big man, and a series of legs kicked this big guy to a pulp, and he completely stopped cooking.

The three lame men watched the police get out of the car, and without saying a word, they tortured us foreigners, and Yuri's side put them all in the ambulance, as if we were not injured. The three lame men had sharp eyes, and while the police were counting the number of people, they hid in the mezzanine of the stairs, although they were beaten and bruised all over their bodies, they didn't say a word.

The policeman who took the lead didn't even listen to our workers' explanations, and even fired a fine of 50,000 yuan, and threatened to expel our gang. The three lame men were in the mezzanine, and they heard that Yuri laughing harder. The fifth brother was arrested in this way, and along with him, there were also a group of motorcycle repairers.

After these things happened, I didn't even know anything, and after listening to the three lame people, it was like a movie. Isn't this a blatant bullying of us Chinese, besides, they may not know at all that they dare to touch our interests, and they do not think about the consequences?