Chapter 455: Pirates (2)

Only a few meters from the muzzle, the heavy motorcycle stopped.
Zhou Qingfeng took off his helmet and stepped on his foot support. There were several muzzles pointing to his head. In addition to the akm-47 on the opposite side, there were several ‘Tokarev-33’ surrounded.
The insane guy on the opposite side looked at Zhou Qingfeng for a few moments. Several people ran behind him to watch the alley, and the intercom reported that there was nothing else.
"Bad boy, don't you look like a bad guy, what are you doing here?" The ingenious guy first used Vietnamese, then Cantonese, and finally mixed with a few English scoldings.
A gunman came up to search. Zhou Qingfeng pushed his opponent's hand away with one palm, "It's you who provoked me, forcing me to come to you."
After speaking, Zhou Qingfeng turned away the muzzle of the opponent's leader, rubbed the opponent's shoulder, and walked into the iron sheet room.
"You don't pay too much attention to protecting intellectual property rights. Or you don't even have the concept at all. I really hate piracy or something!"
The printing press in the tin room has been working. Pirated comics are piled up beside the machine. Just flip it over, the paper is poor, and the paint is dull, which is completely incomparable with the original of Tianyang Printing Factory.
But this thing actually grabbed the genuine market. There are always people who choose cheap goods, but this greatly affects the income of ‘Holy Light Entertainment’.
Comics can be pirated, so videotapes can be transcribed. The latter has a higher profit, and Zhou Qingfeng does not allow others to attack anyone who dares to grab the business!
But what surprised Zhou Qingfeng was not the pages constantly turning out from the printing press cylinder, but rather a number of trade documents on a table.
The documents are written by hand, in Latinized Vietnamese.
Behind the table is a rattan chair, where the Vietnamese leader of the tin room works. When Zhou Qingfeng came, he swallowed the nest dove, sitting on a rattan chair with his buttocks, and grabbed a few documents.
The Vietnamese in the house were extremely annoyed at the sudden appearance of Zhou Qingfeng, not to mention that the young man was not only not afraid of himself, but also disturbed the documents on the table.
"Bad guy, touch me again, I'll blow your head. Who the are you?" The Vietnamese leader has never seen Zhou Qingfeng so afraid of death. He split his hands and tried to recapture the ripped manuscript.
Zhou Qingfeng shook his hand gently, avoiding the palm of the other side, and asked, "You are doing rice business? Vietnamese rice? Speaking of which I also want to buy some food."
Southeast Asia has good hydrothermal conditions and fertile soil.
Rice in Vietnam, Cambodia, Thailand and other places are three times a year. Crop exports have always been an important means of obtaining foreign exchange for these countries.
The current level of agricultural farming in China is not high. Regardless of good varieties, pesticides, fertilizers, and agricultural machinery, although they are growing rapidly, they are not enough.
As for hk, food is basically imported from outside.
From the manifest, this group of Vietnamese earn a little money by selling rice.
If you think about it, Southeast Asia ’s industrial capacity is worse than China ’s, and it is close to China. It is a natural low-end industrial product dumping place and agricultural product purchasing place.
However, Southeast Asian countries have followed the eagle sauce for a long time, and the market has been occupied by foot basins and Nanba. Not to mention the rabbit eating meat, not even a few sips of soup.
After all, in 1988, two or three decades after fighting the Chigua Reef naval battle with the Yuehou monkey, it is known to ridicule online the domestic martyrs who did not commemorate the sacrifice of the naval battle.
Damn, we just broke one arm in this naval battle, where's the martyr?
However, this is not the focus of desktop handwritten documents.
"Jakarta, Manila, Bangkok, Osaka, Hanoi, Singapore, Kuala Lumpur, Taipei, Seoul." Zhou Qingfeng read a series of ports and cities in East Asia according to the text on the document.
"Oh my gosh, there is a huge trading network here, and there is a hidden underground smuggling line. The value of this thing is great. Are you Vietnamese?
No, it doesn't look like much. You mourning dogs don't have that ability. This should be a network of gangs and forces in various places. I just need such a network. "
Zhou Qingfeng did so securely, the Vietnamese leader became angry and shouted, pulled the gun to open the insurance, and AKM in his hand pointed at his head.
But just raise the muzzle, a huge force pulled in the hands of the Vietnamese leader. His hand holding the gun was painful like lightning strikes and electricity.
The finger holding the trigger failed to release, slamming a bullet and firing at the roof of the tin room.
Hearing the sound of gunfire, the fiercely acclaimed Vietnamese Ma Tsai behind him raised their guns and aimed at them, and they would kill the inexplicable young man who was running.
But before they pulled the trigger, Zhou Qingfeng only sighed.
Outside the metal door, the sound of the separation and reorganization of mechanical parts plummeted.
In an instant, the heavy-duty ‘Jialing’ motorcycle turned into a stand and turned into a two-meter-high humanoid machine and rushed into the iron hut.
The Vietnamese inside the house are all facing away from each other and face no sudden change. I saw the tall mechanical devil's hands turned into a gun barrel, and the sound of a bang-like gun boomed.
Several rounds of bullets penetrated the back of the Vietnamese puppies.
This is a structural transformation that can only be completed in the real world by Alsie, changing between heavy motorcycles and humanoid machines. As she continued to evolve, her combat effectiveness became stronger and stronger.
The sudden sound of gunfire spread far and wide, and it was audible in nearby neighborhoods.
The street warbler frightened and fled, and the nearby residents closed the doors and windows tightly and did not dare to speak up.
Only the Vietnamese leader who had a severe pain in his fingers suddenly fell in the sound of gunfire. When he looked back, he saw a picture that he couldn't even imagine in his life. A humanoid machine stared at him intently.
"Master, are you going to kill him?" Archie asked.
The Vietnamese chief's mouth made a snoring rapid breath, and his brain was sweating.
After Zhou Qingfeng searched the desktop and flipped through several drawers, except for a few grenades, there were only a few hundred documents.
"A bunch of poor ghosts without oil and water." Zhou Qingfeng threw the grenade to Arsi, "This thing may be useful to you, but it is not useful to me."
American m26a1 grenade, a gadget that was heavily used by the US military during the Vietnam War.
Zhou Qingfeng didn't need it at all.
Arcie returned to palm shape with one hand, and shook her head after receiving the grenade: "Unless the master you want to fight with, I will not need this thing."
After a circle in the tin house, it was finally determined that the Vietnamese were really poor. So they ca n’t even pirate, and the ‘environmental’ comics they make can only be bought at low prices.
This is a serious disruption of market behavior!
"Blow up the equipment here." Zhou Qingfeng put away all the documents and threw them into the air. Sophia's shadow emerged, all information contained in a 'scholar's touch' receipt.
With this information, 'Holy Light' will replace the Vietnamese and be embedded in a ready-made underground trading network.
As for the printing factory in the Tin House, Zhou Qingfeng only destroyed a pirated den by himself, and recovered any subsequent losses.
"By the way, this man was also bombed."
The grenade popped a safety ring at Artie's fingertips.
The Vietnamese leader saw the mechanical magic girl, saw the book's phantom, and was deranged. The predictable grenade still pulled his mind back and raised his hand and shouted, "Stop, don't kill me. I am willing to surrender."
The grenade had already been thrown, and Arcie blocked the iron door, blocking a heavy shield in front of her. Book charm left with Zhou Qingfeng.
The fire exploded, and the house made of iron sheet swelled and collapsed. The underground printing plant was blown up.
In a loud noise, the glass windows of the surrounding streets cracked. Hundreds of families feel the devastating blow.