Power and wealth bring fragrance

After hanging up the phone, Wei Yuan crushed it and threw it out the window.

Qin Xiao, who was driving, couldn't help but take a look.

That was his cell phone.

"Let's find a place to deal with these cars first."

The convoy's vehicles have appeared at the quarry and the Wo On Building, so they will definitely be under close surveillance by the police department and must be dealt with.

Qin Xiao understood the implications, so he floored the accelerator and arrived at a junkyard at the foot of West Mountain in less than twenty minutes.

Under the cover of night, the nearly fifty-acre junkyard sits at the foot of the mountain, resembling a steel graveyard with a sinister and terrifying atmosphere.

Although it was night, the factory was brightly lit, and the roar of the machines could be clearly heard.

"This is a stronghold of the Black Dragon Gang."

"They specialize in scrap car recycling, dismantling the cars they collect and selling the parts as scrap metal, or refurbishing them and reselling them."

"Because they are also a gang, they are very bold and will take any kind of vehicle."

"After more than ten years of operation, it has become the largest illegal taxi processing center in Shenhai City."

Qin Xiao explained carefully, and Wei Yuan nodded in satisfaction.

"You all wait here."

Wei Yuan gave a brief explanation, changed his blood-stained clothes, got out of the car, put on his hat, and walked into the parking lot.

Less than three minutes later, a short, stocky man carrying a wrench followed Wei Yuan out.

Qin Xiao and the others got out of the car, deliberately hiding in the darkness and not showing their faces, only their figures were vaguely visible.

As a member of a gang who specialized in scrap car recycling, the short, stocky man understood the situation with just one glance.

It's probably another bunch of guys who've committed a crime and are trying to run away. He's seen this kind of thing a lot here.

But the short, stocky man didn't care.

This is exactly the kind of business the Black Dragon Gang is after. Since the other party has come knocking on their door, there's no reason to turn them away.

As for the risks?

If you dismantle a car, crush it into iron blocks, and sell it directly to a steel mill to be melted down into molten iron, who can find out?

"Are you selling all five cars?"

The short, stocky man spoke in a deep, muffled voice, to which Wei Yuan replied in his hoarse voice after his transformation.

"That's right, and I also need two more cars."

Upon hearing this, the short, stocky man became even more certain of Wei Yuan's identity and, without further ado, immediately offered his price.

One million.

"Don't think it's expensive; this is the going rate."

"Your car, huh..."

The short, stocky man chuckled, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Wei Yuan narrowed his eyes, gave the short, stocky man who seemed fearless a long time, and tilted his head at Qin Xiao.

Qin Xiao glared angrily at the short, stocky man.

He's not an outsider; he's been around gangs for a while, so how could he not know the going rate?

That bastard overcharged by at least 50%!

This is pure opportunism; they're taking advantage of people's misfortune and fleecing them like suckers.

Since Wei Yuan had already agreed, Qin Xiao didn't dare to say anything more. He got into the car, counted the money, put it in a separate bag, and threw it at the feet of the short, stocky man.

The short, stocky man's pupils contracted involuntarily, a hint of surprise flashing across his face.

He was just giving a casual quote, and he was prepared for the other party to haggle.

But to everyone's surprise, these guys agreed immediately, clearly showing that one million was nothing to them!

Just how big of a heist did these bastards pull off?

The short, stocky man couldn't help but glance into the car, a hint of greed flashing in his eyes.

"What are you looking at, NM?!"

Qian Bo also saw the short, stocky man's greed and cursed angrily.

The others also stirred, staring at the short, stocky man with hostile eyes.

"Wow, guys, don't get too excited."

The short, stocky man immediately and shamelessly raised his hand to admit defeat, abandoning his previous arrogance and humbly apologizing.

"My mistake was looking at those things indiscriminately."

"Such a small matter shouldn't warrant such a fuss."

A bead of cold sweat slowly slid down the short, stocky man's forehead, and a sense of regret arose in his heart.

These guys who have just committed crimes are still hot-blooded and are in their most sensitive state.

If he angers them, they might just kill him in a fit of anger, and then where will he go to cry?

That was a bit reckless.

Wei Yuan waved his hand to quell the commotion and stared at the short, stocky man.

"I've paid the money."

"Where's the car I wanted?"

"Right away, I'll give it to you right away!"

The short, stocky man nodded hurriedly and pulled out a walkie-talkie from his waist.

"A big order has come knocking! Quickly, bring out an Iveco van!"

After saying that, the short, stocky man forced an extremely ugly smile at Wei Yuan, all traces of his previous arrogance gone.

A moment later, an Iveco van slowly drove out and came to a stop amidst the roar of its engine.

Wei Yuan's ears suddenly twitched, and his brows immediately furrowed.

There was a heartbeat in the car, many heartbeats.

The next second, the car door opened, and nearly twenty people rushed out, carrying sticks, wrenches, steel pipes and the like, and surrounded Wei Yuan and his group with menacing expressions.

The moment they got out of the car, the short, stocky man took off running, scrambling and stumbling to the front of the Iveco. When he turned around, his face was once again adorned with that incredibly smug and infuriating smile.

"You bunch of scoundrels, you dare to come here and cause trouble without even asking whose territory this is."

"If you know what's good for you, surrender and hand over the goods."

"Otherwise, don't blame us for being impolite!"

The short, stocky man rubbed his hands greedily, drooling as he looked at Wei Yuan and the five cars behind them.

Qin Xiao, Qian Bo, and their group of men were furious that the short, stocky man dared to play tricks right under their noses, openly tipping them off and ordering someone to double-cross them.

Then, they all turned to look at Wei Yuan.

Their reaction surprised the short, stocky man.

With knives at their throats, these people weren't afraid at all; instead, they were staring at the suspicious man in the hat.

What? You don't actually expect him to turn the tables, do you?

The short, stocky man couldn't help but laugh, a laugh filled with contempt.

"What are you all looking at him for? You don't expect him to take us all down by himself, do you?"

Upon hearing this, the short, stocky man and his group of subordinates burst into laughter, their laughter filled with utter contempt.

Qin Xiao and the others stared at the short, stocky man with expressions as if he were an idiot.

"You bunch of idiots, you have no idea who you've messed with!"

"Kneel down and beg for mercy right now, or you'll all be dead!"

Qin Xiao spoke coldly, completely disregarding the fact that they were surrounded, and brazenly made a counter-threat to the short, stocky man!

Having witnessed Wei Yuan's god-like performance at the crushing plant and the He'an Building, Qin Xiao's admiration for Wei Yuan had almost reached the point of fanaticism.

Even the elite thugs wielding submachine guns were killed by Wei Yuan in a single move, so what are these Black Dragon Gang's shrimp soldiers compared to him!

However, the more confident Qin Xiao was in his counter-threat, the louder the short, stocky man and his companions laughed, even laughing until tears streamed down their faces.

"He actually threatened us, hahaha!"

"I'm so scared, please don't kill me, waaaaaah!"

"Come, come, tell me who you are, are you the Jade Emperor or the Buddha?"

A group of Black Dragon Gang thugs mocked him wantonly, especially Wei Yuan, who was relied upon by Qin Xiao and the others.

After the short, stocky man finished laughing, he barely managed to stop, and then he sneered at Wei Yuan.

"Come on, expert, let me see just how good you are."

"Say something! Are you too scared to move?"

The Black Dragon Gang thugs surrounding them burst into unrestrained laughter again, their eyes filled with amusement and contempt as they looked at Wei Yuan.

Wei Yuan, who was being stared at, was speechless. He couldn't help but raise his hand to rub his temples, but his eyes had already turned extremely cold.

"Why can't you guys just give me a break?"

"I just want to get money to buy a car, why are you forcing me?"

The short, stocky man completely missed the coldness in Wei Yuan's words, assuming that Wei Yuan was still putting on airs, and spoke impatiently.

"Stop talking nonsense and hurry up..."

"what!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was instantly launched into the air like a cannonball, his drawn-out scream piercing the night.

Wei Yuan stood where the short, stocky man had been, looking around at the bewildered Black Dragon Gang thugs who hadn't yet recovered their senses. His eyes were cold and his aura menacing.

"Since you don't want to let me go, then I won't leave."

"Are you ready?"