Film and TV World Employment System

　　 London Police Station.

Guan Yuming, who came in a hurry, under the leadership of the police, saw the fat old man sitting on the stool. Although it has been more than 20 years, the two have become old people with white sideburns, but Guan Yuming recognized that at a glance. The fat old man is Ding Hu!

　　 "Brother Tiger!"

　　 Guan Yuming walked quickly excitedly.

Ding Hu's originally wandering eyes immediately regained his look after hearing someone calling his brother Tiger. He turned his head and saw that the person was Guan Yuming. He said with joy on his face: "You are here, Xiaoguan! Take me out of here, I don't understand what these foreigners say."

　　 "I will do it now."

　　 Guan Yuming turned around and explained the situation to the policeman who had brought him.

　　 Gu Ren followed closely behind him. After seeing Ding Hu, he couldn't help but his eyes widened. Isn't he who looks and builds!

　　Have his role in the British duel?

　　 Gu Ren thought about it carefully, as if he didn’t remember his role, could it be another one?

Still in doubt, Guan Yuming has gone through the formalities, stepped forward and helped the chubby Ding Hu, turned around and introduced to Gu Ren: "Aren, let me introduce to you. This is my former squad leader Ding Hu, you Just call him Uncle Ding."

　　 "Uncle Ding." Gu Ren called forward.

　　 Ding Hu smiled honestly and said: "Well, Xiao Guan, is this your son?"

　　 Guan Yuming could not laugh or cry: "No, this is my brother's apprentice."

　　 "Oh oh, sorry brother."

　　 "It's okay." Gu Ren shook his head, and said to the two of them: "Uncle Guan, Uncle Ding, let's go back first."

　　 "Okay, go back first."

　　 For a moment, the three of them walked out of the police station together.

　　 After getting in the car, Guan Yuming didn't go back to the hospital directly. Instead, he diverted and drove the car back to the restaurant. Ding Hu was arranged to stay.

　　……

　　 London Chinatown.

　　 Guan Yuming's restaurant.

　　 The restaurant has not opened for several days. There is nothing in the kitchen, let alone hot water. Seeing Guan Yuming about to boil water, Gu Ren quickly said that he would go out and buy a few bottles of water.

　　 Looking at the back of Aren going out, Guan Yuming turned around and asked curiously: "Brother Tiger, why did you come to the UK suddenly?"

　　 "I saw your news on TV." Ding Hu hesitated for a while, and finally said: "I read the news that Xiao Guan, your daughter was injured in the explosion, how is the situation now?"

　　 "Brother Tiger came to the UK because of this?" Guan Yuming squeezed a bitter smile and said, "She was injured a little bit and is now lying in the hospital."

　　 "Are you okay?" Ding Hu asked concerned.

"No……"

Guan Yuming was just about to say there was nothing wrong, but when he thought of his daughter who became a vegetative on the hospital bed and saw his old brother again, grievance and sadness broke out at this moment, he finally couldn't help sobbing in a low voice: "The doctor said little Poetry... said Xiaoshi she became a vegetable."

　　 "vegetative?!"

　　 Ding Hu was full of horror, and then he seemed to think of something, he sighed deeply, walked to Guan Yuming's side, patted him on the back lightly, chatting with relief.

　　 "Why, I don't understand why! Xiao Shi is only twelve years old, she is still just a child!"

Looking at Guan Yuming, who was crying loudly with grief and anger, Ding Hu only felt flustered and wanted to be relieved, but he was a rough person and didn't know how to comfort him, so he tried to change the subject and asked, "Where is Cuifen? And why didn't Xiaojun see her? Speaking of which, I haven't seen her for many years, and I don't know if she has grown into a pretty girl."

　　 Guan Yuming felt even more uncomfortable when he heard Ding Hu mention his deceased wife and deceased daughter, but he knew that Ding Hu was not intentional. The two hadn't seen each other for more than 20 years. It was normal not to know these things.

　　 "Brother Tiger, Cuifen had a difficult childbirth when she gave birth to a poem. As for Xiaojun and Xiaoxiang..."

　　 Speaking of this, Guan Yuming became more and more choked, and intermittently told about the events of these years.

After listening to Guan Yuming's talk about his own affairs over the years, Ding Hu's expression was horrified. He didn't expect that his old brother would have encountered so many partings. No wonder Guan Yuming, the person with the best performance in the Gamma team that year, has fallen to this day with gray hair. , Even his face is a bit older than himself.

　　 "Xiaoguan, these years...it's hard for you."

　　 Ding Hu hesitated to speak, and finally sighed deeply.

　　 Gu Ren walked in with a few bottles of mineral water he bought. As soon as he entered the door, he saw Guan Yuming crying with his face in his arms. Ding Hu stood behind him and chatted with relief.

　　 Seeing this scene, he walked out of the restaurant silently, sat at the door of the restaurant, put down a few bottles of mineral water in his hand, and looked at the crowds coming and going on the street. He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number.

　　 beeps a few times and the call is connected.

　　 Gu Ren asked directly: "How about Thor? Please, how is the matter with you?"

　　 "Sorry Hawkeye, things have changed a bit."

　　 Gu Ren frowned and said, "What do you mean?"

　　 "Recently, there was a terrorist attack in London. The local customs and ports have been very strict in inspections. My channel is temporarily unable to deliver the goods."

　　 "Is there no way?"

　　 "It's not that there is no way."

Thor on the other end of the phone hesitated for a few seconds, then opened his mouth and said: "I know a friend who has been doing arms sales in Africa before. He recently wanted to explore the European and American markets. If you need it, I can send his contact information. send you."

　　 Gu Ren said: "Then send it directly."

　　 Hanging up, he stared at the phone and waited for a few seconds, and saw Thor sent a text message with only a string of international phone numbers and a name.

　　 Seeing this string of numbers, Gu Ren thought for a while, instead of calling it with his mobile phone, but got up and glanced at the pedestrians on the road, caught a glimpse of a tall Englishman, and followed up with steps.

　　 ten minutes later.

　　 Gu Ren took his "new phone" and walked to an empty laneway, and dialed the number he had just noted.

　　 toot, toot, toot...

　　 After ten seconds of blind tone~www.wuxiahere.com~ the call was finally connected, and the person said directly: "Who?"

　　 Gu Ren tentatively asked: "Yuri Olof?"

　　 "Yes, it's me."

　　 "I want to buy something from you."

　　 Yuri Olof on the other end of the phone yelled in a strange tone: "Wow, an Englishman asked me to buy something? This is incredible! Doesn't even God guess what I think?"

　　 Gu Ren frowned, and glanced down at the new mobile phone in his hand. It seemed that the other party had the means to track the signal.

"I don’t care where you got my mobile phone number, but I have to tell you clearly about the terms of my selling. I don’t do business with less than one hundred thousand dollars, and more than five hundred thousand dollars will be delivered personally. If There are discounts for large quantities."

　　 "Money is not a problem, as long as you can ship what I need to the UK."

　　 "Ship to the UK? Now?"

　　 "No way?"

　　 "Of course, I am the famous Yuri Olof. The things I sell can be shipped all over the world. As long as you pay the starting price, there is no place I can't reach."

　　 "Very good, I need a military body armor..."

　　 After Gu Ren reported what he wanted, Yuri Olof said: "Let me do the math. The value of your items seems to be less than the amount that I can deliver to my door."

　　 "As long as you ship it within two days, I will give you an extra 300,000 US dollars."

　　 "No problem, I can deliver it tomorrow night!"

　　 "Is it tomorrow night?"

　　 "Okay buddy, I don't care if you got the number from there, but please remember that I, Yuri Olof, is the king of arms. I never speak big words. I will deliver it tomorrow!"

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