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At 3:30 in the morning, there was a "Tonghe Car Dealer" in the south of the city.

The rolling shutter door was tightly closed, and a dim light came from under the crack.

"Knock, knock, knock."

The knocking on the door was particularly clear in the dead silence of the night.

Inside the door, Zhao Sihai was huddled on a broken wicker chair behind the counter and taking a nap, with half a bottle of low-quality soju thrown at his feet.

Hearing the sound, he opened his eyes suddenly, picked up the crowbar under the table, and tiptoed to the door.

"Who?"

"Boss of the car dealership? Open the door. I have a big deal for you." A hoarse male voice came from outside the door, with heavy breathing.

Zhao Sihai hesitated for a moment and then opened the door latch.

The rolling shutter door was pushed halfway, and a tall man squeezed in.

The person coming was none other than Boss Liu.He hadn't even put on his coat, his tie was askew, and his hair was messy in the wind.

Boss Liu, who usually puts on an air of arrogance in the chamber of commerce, now has bloodshot eyes, like a beast being pushed to the edge of a cliff.

"Who are you looking for?" Zhao Sihai held the crowbar and looked at the uninvited guest warily.

Boss Liu pulled down the rolling shutter door with his backhand and inserted the door bolt.

He turned around, glanced at the crowbar in Zhao Sihai's hand, ignored it, and walked straight to the counter.

"Are you Zhao Sihai?"

"I am. Who are you?"

"My surname is Liu." Boss Liu took out a heavy brown paper bag from his arms and threw it on the counter.The paper bag spread out, revealing a neatly stacked ocean.

Zhao Sihai's eyes were instantly attracted by those oceans, and his Adam's apple rolled.

"We have a job tonight." Boss Liu stared at him and spoke in a very low voice. "Go to the military supply transfer station outside the city to pull 5,000 pieces of cotton yarn and transport it to the warehouse in the French Concession overnight. The price is five times the usual price."

Zhao Sihai swallowed, but did not reach out to get the money.

"Boss Liu, five thousand pieces of cotton yarn in the middle of the night..."

He took a step back and said, "I can't take on this job. Now it's spreading outside that the Japanese are worried about having nowhere to vent their anger. Anyone who touches this batch of goods will be a communist."

"You won't answer?" Boss Liu's eyes instantly turned cold.

"No." Zhao Sihai shook his head, "No matter how much money you have, you have to spend it with your life."

Boss Liu stared at him for three seconds, then suddenly pulled out a Browning pistol from his waist, and pressed the cold barrel directly against Zhao Sihai's forehead.

Zhao Sihai's whole body froze, and even his breathing stopped.

"Zhao Sihai, I know you owe money to the casino, and they will come to remove your legs tomorrow morning."

Boss Liu's voice seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, "You take this job now, take this money, and leave Shanghai overnight. If you don't take it -"

His finger was on the trigger.

"I'm going to break you tonight. I won't survive tomorrow anyway, so I might as well drag you along to support me."

Sweat flowed down Zhao Sihai's forehead and into his eyes, which stung extremely.

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