Chapter 251 Redemption
At noon, the old housekeeper of the He family arrived at the agreed place early with gold bars.
I have to say that there is something special about the Eight-faced Buddha. It was chosen in a small plain area at the junction of Myanmar and Thailand.
The view from here is unobstructed and there is no place to hide people.
It avoids the He family's use of underhanded tactics. Of course, the same goes for the Eight-faced Buddha. The possibility of both sides taking advantage of the evil is very low.
The old housekeeper put his hand on his forehead to block the sun and looked forward anxiously. It was almost noon, but there was no shadow at all on the other side.
"Is this where the Eight-faced Buddha is talking about? Make no mistake."
The old housekeeper looked at his watch and turned to ask the bodyguard.
"That's right, that's what he said about trading here. It shouldn't be wrong, right?"
The bodyguard didn't dare to finish his sentence.
Maybe the Eight-faced Buddha will call later to say the location has changed.
The old housekeeper shook his head helplessly, raised his head and looked forward again, only to see a few small black spots in front of him.
He said happily: "Here we come!"
This time, no matter what, I must bring the eldest son home safe and sound, and I must not betray the trust of the master.
As the vehicles got closer and closer, several off-road vehicles stopped steadily in front of the old housekeeper.
Shali opened the car door, walked out, and looked behind the old housekeeper carefully.
His father, the Eight-faced Buddha, told him to be careful. After all, Miss He was Li Qing's woman. Maybe there would be a sudden attack from the New World.
Sha Li winked at his younger brother, and the pickup truck equipped with a machine gun began to circle around the convoy brought by the old butler.
It wasn't until his younger brother signaled that it was okay that Sarit picked up the walkie-talkie and said, "Abba, it's okay!"
Another off-road vehicle drove up from a distance, carrying the Eight-faced Buddha and He Guang.
"Haha, Mr. He is worthy of being the boss of Haojiang, and he really keeps his word!"
The Eight-faced Buddha stepped out of the car and extended his thumb.
He looked around and saw that there was no ambush this time. He was very happy that the gold was recovered.
"Eight-faced Buddha, I brought the gold! Where is my young master?"
The old housekeeper was more worried about He Guang's safety. After all, after the rich man was kidnapped, the kidnappers made many noises.
"Don't worry, your young master has not lost a hair." The Eight-faced Buddha waved happily.
He Guang, who was all dirty, staggered out, his eyes dull and his mental state obviously very bad.
Seeing the old housekeeper, he said with tears in his eyes: "Uncle Zhong, you are finally here."
Sha Li curled his lips when he saw this. This guy was a bitch when he was in the camp. He had tears in his eyes all day long. He was even more coquettish than Sister Lin.
"Hey, hey, eldest son, are you okay?" The old housekeeper, Uncle Zhong, was also very excited. He had watched He Guang grow up and had never seen him in such a mess.
The old housekeeper was about to step forward, but was stopped by the Eight-faced Buddha. "Stop, where is my gold?"
Uncle Zhong waved, and the bodyguard immediately opened the carriage. There were gold bars neatly placed in the wooden box in the carriage.
"Sari, ask someone to move it out."
Because the Eight-faced Buddha's men often come into contact with gold, they have long been familiar with the inspection process, and they also have a set of instruments to test the purity of gold.
I saw them take out a small piece of gold from the box, cut off a small piece, and put it on the instrument for testing.
After waiting for about ten minutes, the boy nodded and said it was okay, but he walked to the Eight-faced Buddha with a hesitant expression.
"Master Ba, I looked at it and half of the gold in it is the one we lost."
The Eight-faced Buddha was stunned when he heard this, looked at the old housekeeper again, and then asked: "Did you read that correctly?"
"That's right, our special patterns are printed on them." The younger brother nodded and confirmed.
The Eight-faced Buddha pushed aside the He family's bodyguards and went forward in person, opened the wooden box and took out the gold nugget. Yes, his logo was printed on it.
The face of the Eight-faced Buddha turned white and red for a while. This was a murderous act.
He seriously doubted whether the He family had joined forces with the New World to swallow his gold.
"Okay, okay, your He family is great. I didn't expect that even my little money would be calculated."
The Eight-faced Buddha smiled sadly.
The old housekeeper of the He family also heard the change in the Eight-faced Buddha's tone, frowned, and quietly shook the hand behind his back.
The He family's bodyguards all started to be alert and tightened the automatic rifles in their hands.
"If you have anything to say, please tell me directly. All the gold you want is here, no less. If there is no problem, we will take the eldest son away."
The old butler, Uncle Zhong, is also a man who has seen the world. He has followed Old Man He for so many years and has seen a lot of things.
So I have prepared for the worst, but I must save the eldest son's life, even if it costs him his own life.
"What's the matter, hehe. Tell me, are you cooperating with the New World to mess with me?"
Didn't he try to bring flour to the New World? Does Li Qing need to kill everyone like this?
The old butler tilted his head with a question mark. He knew the relationship between his master and Li Qing best.
The master wished that Li Qing was being shot coldly every day, so why would he cooperate with him?
"No, you misunderstood. It is absolutely impossible for us to cooperate with Li Qing." The old housekeeper patted his chest and said.
Seeing the old housekeeper's behavior, the Eight-faced Buddha also frowned, 'Did I think wrongly? This person doesn't look like he's cheating. ’
At this time, the sound of a helicopter sounded in the air.
On the helicopter, Li Qing was thinking about the next development direction of the counterfeit banknote business.
New World counterfeit banknotes seem to only flow to Southeast Asia, but in fact South America is the major customer of counterfeit banknotes.
"What the fuck? D-product trading." Crow looked at the two groups of people on the ground in the distance with his binoculars in surprise.
"Hmm? What's wrong?" Li Qing was interrupted by the crow and asked curiously.
Looking in the direction pointed by the crow, the two parties on the ground were obviously trading something.
"Telescope!"
Li Qing squinted and couldn't see the faces of the people on the ground clearly.
Crow quickly handed the telescope to his eldest brother Li Qing.
Picking up the telescope, Li Qing looked at the two people, "?"
'Isn't that old man He's housekeeper? Could it be...'
Li Qing's eyes flashed, and a smile hung on the corner of his mouth.
The two parties underground stared at the two armed helicopters in the sky, not daring to move. In this kind of terrain, helicopters are definitely a killer.
Besides, except for the machine gun on the pickup truck, the eight-faced Buddha and his men did not bring any other heavy weapons.
Fortunately, the helicopter flew slowly, which made both sides relieved.
"Damn, never mind, hurry up and finish the transaction and leave.".
The eight-faced Buddha wiped the sweat from his head. He suddenly regretted finding this broken place. There was no place to hide.
With one hand handing over the gold and the other hand handing over the person, both parties put down their worries after the transaction.
They began to retreat slowly, alerting each other, and were on guard against sudden attacks from the other side.
"Dad, the helicopter is back again!"
Sali stared blankly at the helicopter in the distance, getting closer and closer.
The Eight-Faced Buddha looked up with a tense heart, and sure enough, the helicopter that had already gone far away turned around and flew back.