I Am a Big Player

To the northeast of Karamay City, go north along National Highway 217 for 170 kilometers. There are no administrative villages and towns on the map, but some people have set up a small market here, which is not even as big as an ordinary vegetable market in the mainland.

The market is surrounded by wooden fences, and there is an almost weathered sign at the door: the city that never sleeps.

Ren He parked the off-road vehicle at the door, but within less than a minute of standing at the door, he felt the wind and sand getting into his hair. He took off the transparent windshield and looked at the word "Sleepless City". Looking at the six or seven earthen houses at the end, I suddenly feel a little bit painful...

At this time, Ren He could see a sign hanging on the door of an adobe house in the fence: Massage.

At the door of the house, there were two elder sisters with scraggly hair, and Ren He wondered if they might have lice...

National Highway 217 is a transportation channel, but in this vast and sparsely populated place, I am afraid that there will not be a passing car on the road for two or three hours.

Ren He looked at the scene in front of him and thought of four words: Longmen Inn.

"Handsome guy, do you want to rest?" The eldest sister smiled at Ren He with her yellow teeth showing.

Ren He laughed in his heart, he was really adding drama to himself, this is not the real arena, the legendary arena is full of big men with knives, even the women in the brothel are very charming, these girls are really as charming as they are It has nothing to do with it, Ren He said cheerfully: "Ma'am, no need."

As soon as the aunt heard Ren He's words, she turned her head and continued to bask in the sun, not afraid that the wind and sand would block her nostrils.

Ren He turned around and took out his own bottle of mineral water from the car. Along the way, he stopped by places where he could buy water to buy a bottle of mineral water, for fear that he would not be acclimatized.

"Is anyone there?" Ren He shouted.

At this time, a skinny man came out of a mud room, looking very wretched: "What do you need, little brother?"

"Fill up the gas," Ren He pointed to his off-road vehicle. He was going to enter the desert alone. This is the last stop in the real no-man's land. A place where you can refuel is difficult.

This direction is not the same as the road in the movie No Man's Land, and the No Man's Land is not just the road in the movie, but a huge area.

Ren He also spent tens of thousands of dollars in the past few days to understand that poaching gangs generally do not operate near the highway like in the movie, and their main area of ​​activity is this desert.

He didn't come here without a purpose. The reason why such a small market was built in this place looks like it serves the transport vehicles, but it is definitely not that simple. The distance between the two ends of the road is only more than 300 kilometers. This distance is only a few hours for transport drivers.

But what does it look like in front of you? Obviously someone will spend the night here, even the massage industry has...

This is also one of the news that Ren He bought: poaching gangs often leave the desert from here, tossing in the yellow sand of the desert for more than ten days, hoping to have a drink and a hot meal when they come out.

Ren He felt that this kind of news should not be taken too seriously. After all, if you, the owner of a small black shop, can know the news, can the public security not know it? Why don't you squat here and wait? Domestic police are not fools either.

It is Ren He who wrongly blamed the black shop owner. Poaching has already formed an industrial chain. The black shop owner knows some inside information because he has intertwined and complicated relationships in this gray world, and these poachers are not always They came out from here. Although they have strong firepower, everyone knows that this is the land of the country. How many of those crazy thugs will end well? It seems that there is none!

Although they break the law, they are not stupid.

Ren He stood at the door of the black shop and wondered. Although he had doubts about the black shop owner, if the other party was really an insider, would there be a situation: the other party was high-profile, and the poaching gang already knew that a young man was looking for them?

It's also very possible,

So Ren He made more preparations, and on the way back to Karamay, Ren He also heard a very painful news...

When Ren He heard the news, he felt that his eggs were about to break. This news was also sold to him by a black shop owner for 100 yuan: The poaching gangs stopped stealing yaks, and they all caught falcons and antelopes!

why? Because there are so few wild yaks on Karamay that even poachers can't find them. Relatively speaking, falcons are easier to catch and more valuable.

Since a long time ago, rich people in some countries in the Middle East have regarded the number and level of Saker falcons as a special symbol of their power and wealth. Owning a decent falconer is often a family that has just stepped into a millionaire. That is to say, once a person has a relatively large wealth, the first thing to do is to buy a Saker to prove and show off that he has entered the ranks of the rich.

In a Middle Eastern oil-rich country like Saudi Arabia, Saker is regarded as a treasure. The price of one of the best TS-type Sakers can be sold up to 1 million! dollars!

This is what gave birth to domestic poaching.

The man who came out of the earthen house glanced at Ren He: "A tank of gas costs 1,000 yuan."

Ren He smiled: "This is a modified fuel tank. It's not too late for you to fill up the fuel first and then ask me for money."

His fuel tank is more than twice the size of an ordinary off-road vehicle. It can be said that it is specially customized for running in no-man's land. Then you will feel that you have lost a lot.

Ren He is here to do business, not to take advantage...

The man was stunned for a moment after hearing Ren He's words, and called a buddy to start cheering for Ren He. After the addition was over, he sucked his teeth and said, "2500!"

Ren He counted 2,500 cash to him: "Is there anything to eat?"

"Yes!" Seeing that Ren He was so arrogant that he didn't even ask for the price, the man immediately felt that a big guest was coming and hurriedly greeted Ren He into the house: "Don't look at our place, but the craftsmanship of the master is amazing. , I’ll roast a leg of lamb for you, I’m sure you won’t forget it after eating it! Besides, our dishes are all cheap, not more expensive than other restaurants!”

Ren He was overjoyed when he heard this, Nima, the so-called cheap food in this group of people is that everyone in the black shop has the same price, no one is more expensive than the other, and the fish-flavored shredded pork is 98!

Some people always feel that the poachers are dressed in the same clothes as those who have just returned home after planting the land, but the problem is that the cash these people bring is in bags, and their heads are tied to the waistbands of their trousers to make a living. It's too easy to cherish, and it's all spent on food and women.

Otherwise, why would these black shops open in such a remote place just for them?

While Ren He was sitting in the shop eating roast leg of lamb, the sound of many vehicles roaring suddenly came from a distance. Ren He looked up and saw a group of men getting off the car. For some reason, Ren He He felt that the other party should know that he was looking for the poaching gang.

Coincidentally, Ren He wanted to discuss a business with them.