An 80s female translator was spoiled rotten by a rough and jealous man.

Chapter 171 The troops are divided into two groups
The following day at noon, a rare guest arrived at the door. Upon opening the door and seeing the visitor, Jiang Zheng raised an eyebrow, quite intrigued.

Chen Biao, unusually accommodating, suggested in a low voice, "Shall we talk somewhere else?"

Jiang Zheng leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, looking nonchalant and speaking in a dismissive tone: "What's there for me to talk about with you?"

Chen Biao clenched his fists at his sides, hesitated for a moment, and then said, "You'll be interested in what you're looking for."

"What's the use of me being interested in that stuff? You and the boss have been playing me for fools. This isn't enough. How long are you going to keep me hanging on with that thing?"

Jiang Zheng seemed to have said enough, and vented all his pent-up resentment: "Last time you said that if the deal went through, you would give me the factory, and then you left a note to trick me into coming back. But what happened? As soon as I came back, someone pointed a gun at my head."

Even if I were a fucking idiot, I wouldn't believe this bullshit anymore.

Chen Biao assured him, "This time it won't happen. You won't lose anything by coming to my room to talk."

"How about you listen before making a decision?" Chen Biao extended an olive branch to Jiang Zheng once again, and Jiang Zheng did not refuse this time.

They certainly won't tell you exactly what's going on in the gourd, so let's just go and smell what the key ingredient is.

……

After closing the door, Chen Biao turned around and said without any preamble, "The area around the manor is now surrounded by the cops."

Jiang Zheng looked somewhat surprised and asked, "When did this happen?"

"That was the night Huang Zhiqiang was taken care of."

Jiang Zheng raised an eyebrow, neither confirming nor denying, and said, "Does that mean we're all doomed?" A nonchalant smile played on his lips.

Chen Biao spat: "Pah, I don't believe in this nonsense. I've seen all kinds of things over the years. If they wanted to arrest someone, they would have arrested them long ago."

Since that didn't happen, it means that I was destined never to go to jail.

Jiang Zheng sneered inwardly. The criminal law had already been amended two years ago. Did they still think that drug trafficking didn't have the death penalty?

He didn't show it on his face, but asked in a calm voice, "So what do you want from me?"

“The manor covers too large an area, and it is impossible for the police to completely guard the perimeter. I have observed that the personnel deployment in the pomegranate garden area in the northeast corner is the weakest, and 12:15 am is their shift change time.”

Chen Biao looked directly into Jiang Zheng's eyes, his gaze inviting, "And I need you to help me escort the boss out of the encirclement. Then we'll split into two groups and act separately. You take your men and head north, fleeing towards Guangxi to draw the cops' attention."

"What about you?"

"The boss is seriously injured this time. I will take him somewhere to recuperate for a while. As for the specific address... naturally, the fewer people who know it, the better." The implication was that Jiang Zheng was among those who should not know.

"Once he recovers, we will find a way to leave the country, and everything in the country will be yours after that."

He emphasized, "Jiang Zheng, this deal is a win-win for you!"

After Chen Biao finished speaking, Jiang Zheng picked out a cigarette from the pack, lit it, lowered his eyes and frowned as if deep in thought. With the occasional pursing of his lips, the cigarette in his mouth trembled up and down. Then he slowly said, "The lesson from the past is that I, Jiang Zheng, have walked through the gates of hell the day before yesterday."

He took two steps closer to the man, looked him straight in the eye, his gaze forceful and sharp, and said, word by word, "What guarantees can I get beforehand?"

The man exhaled a smoke ring. "You can't just make me risk my life again based on this verbal promise, can you? It's easy to say that you're going to confront the cops head-on and create an opening."

My life, Jiang Zheng's life, isn't worth much, but I can't keep dying without knowing why.

Chen Biao gritted his teeth, took out a piece of paper from his pocket and handed it over, "This is everything I have. The cops took down several big ones a few days ago, and now only these small ones are left. There isn't much stockpiled, but the equipment and personnel inside are all yours as collateral."

If you're worried, you can send one of your men to investigate.

As for the one in the boss's hand, we'll give it to you after the plan succeeds, just like we said." Jiang Zheng extended his index and middle fingers, pinched the paper between his fingertips, casually hooked it over, and shook it open to take a look.

Jiang Zheng watched for a while, his gaze deepening—to risk a small amount for a big reward, he was willing to make that sacrifice.

"You can't catch a wolf without risking your cub"—this trick was probably taught to him by Xu Penggang, right?
He simply said, "I'll give you an answer later."

Jiang Zheng walked out of Chen Biao's suite, put the thing in his hand into his pocket, and it was most likely real.

……

The water flows swiftly, cascading down from above and crashing against the rocks on both sides of the canyon. Waves collide with each other, gradually creating layers of white foam.

Downstream in a relatively flat area, a nylon net spans the canyon, with the head of a plastic bottle caught in one of the mesh openings. The bottle bounces up and down violently as the water flows.

The stream water then surged in waves, constantly crashing against the bottle and making a soft creaking sound.

In the dim light of night, a man wearing tall rain boots and a one-piece raincoat had his feet sinking into the water, which was already up to his waist.

The water was deep and the rocks were slippery. The man slowly walked toward the plastic bottle, bent down, and rescued the bottle from the mesh.

The bottle was rather thick, and a ring of numbers was engraved on the inner wall. The numbers were faint and not very noticeable. Only when the man turned on his flashlight and the strong light shone on the ring of numbers could they be seen clearly.

He walked to the shore, unzipped his one-piece raincoat, and took out a walkie-talkie from his pocket. "Reporting to Captain Lu, the intelligence has been successfully intercepted."

"Report."

"10361092014105137..."

This is the content encrypted by Jiang Zheng using the public key. As for the private key used for decryption, only Lu Feng knows it.

Lu Feng paused, his pen poised, and stared at the words on the paper with a serious expression.

……

An open-air garage, dark and windy.

Jiang Zheng waited by the car, watching Chen Biao push a wheelchair towards them from a distance. A man lay in the wheelchair, his neck and face wrapped tightly in gauze, with a few faint spots of blood seeping through, indicating his wounds weren't healing well. He wore the navy blue winter hat that Xu Penggang usually favored, and was covered with a thick blanket; he appeared to be unconscious.

As the person approached, Jiang Zheng glanced down and asked, "How did it get so serious?"

"So we can't wait any longer, the longer we delay, the worse it will get."

After Chen Biao helped the person into the car and closed the door, he came to Jiang Zheng again, waved his hand, and two people carried a box forward.

Chen Biao opened the box. "Do you have enough stuff for your men? If not, take some from here."

"That's enough. He came back from the transaction site with me last time, and he had all the ammunition."

"Alright! Let's get the brothers on the bus!"

Jiang Zheng looked around, seemingly lost in thought, and asked, "Is everyone here?"

Chen Biao paused in his turn, then asked, "You didn't bring your woman with you?"

Jiang Zheng laughed dismissively: "Why bring a woman along when you're escaping for your life? Aren't you afraid of being a burden?"

"It's about time, get in the car," Jiang Zheng said, leaving first and walking towards a black SUV.

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