Imposter Young Master
Chapter 148 - 151 Two Female ’Frogmen’_1

Chapter 148: Chapter 151 Two Female ’Frogmen’_1

Before long, the taxi arrived at the port.

As soon as Yang Gang stepped out of the taxi, Zhao Shanshan had already come over to meet him.

Yang Gang glanced at Zhao Shanshan, "Shanshan, you seem rather excited. Didn’t Yang Feng tell you that smuggling arms has a higher mortality rate than being a mercenary?"

"Death isn’t what scares me, it’s spending a lifetime without finding work that excites me. I like this job," Zhao Shanshan said with a smile.

Yang Gang felt a twitch at the corner of his mouth. He thought he might have underestimated Zhao Shanshan - she might be better suited to this line of work than he originally thought.

Then, Yang Gang and Zhao Shanshan went aboard a ship docked at the port.

The ship looked no different from a normal cargo vessel, but Yang Gang knew that it was definitely not as simple as it appeared on the surface.

Seeing Yang Gang on board, Yang Feng and the rest of the team, who were already waiting, approached.

The team, including Yang Gang, consisted of seven individuals: Yang Gang, Yang Feng, Zhao Shanshan, Qingjiao, Shitou, Nanshan, and Qingzhu. They all used pseudonyms when working as mercenaries. Yang Gang didn’t insist they use their real names. After all, these mercenaries had probably long abandoned their real ones.

Yang Feng looked around cautiously. After noticing nothing unusual, he said, "Boss, let’s go aboard."

Usually, Yang Feng would call Yang Gang ’Young Master.’ But now, his identity was no longer Yang Gang’s chauffeur but an operative in Yang Gang’s arms business, so he called him ’boss.’

Then, the group filed into the disguised armed smuggling ship.

Gu Ran, who had been hiding nearby, seized the opportunity to also board the ship and concealed himself in a secluded corner.

The crew gathered around a round table in the cabin.

Just as Qingjiao was about to speak, Yang Feng raised his hand and then looked at Zhao Shanshan, "Shanshan, keep an eye out on the deck."

"Got it, Brother Feng." Zhao Shanshan immediately stood up and went to the deck to keep watch.

Zhao Shanshan, who was hiding outside the cabin, quickly hid herself.

"This is so suspicious! Why are they so vigilant? What the hell is Yang Gang up to?"

She stared at the slightly bulging left side of Zhao Shanshan’s waist, slightly taken aback.

Years of police intuition told Gu Ran that Zhao Shanshan probably had a handgun at her waist.

She watched Zhao Shanshan carefully from the sidelines. This woman seemed to have a certain provocative charm, but it was also mixed with a dangerous vibe.

This woman is anything but simple!

"Is Yang Gang really involved in drug trafficking?"

Gu Ran touched the handgun at her waist, equally alert.

Inside the cabin.

Yang Feng began, "Boss, this is a modified armed smuggling ship. Its predecessor was a retired US missile boat. The boat is 65.4 meters long, 8.4 meters wide, has a standard displacement of 520 tons, can reach speeds of 32 knots, and has a cruising range of 1800 nautical miles. It was originally equipped with two triple-launching "Eagle Strike" -81 (C-801) anti-ship missile launchers, one 37mm fully automatic twin-barrel ship cannon, and two 30mm twin-barrel ship cannons. There are currently four anti-ship missiles and a hundred thousand large-caliber bullets on board."

"Hmm... impressive. Was this ship also provided by NCT for free?" Yang Gang asked.

Yang Feng shook his head, "No, NCT leased it to us for 5 million a week, ammunition cost not included. If we make it without expending any ammunition, we don’t have to pay for it."

"Five million per week lease, how steep. They’re really taking advantage of ’Love and World Peace’ for being newly established, without people, money, ships, or ammunition," Yang Gang paused, then continued, "Brother Feng, how much can we make from this arms shipment?"

"If all goes well and without any losses, around a billion. The estimated value of this batch of stealth military material is approximately 10 billion," said Yang Feng.

Sss~~

Holy crap! Can this business really earn so much money? Remembering when I used to take up bounty tasks, I bust my ass for seven years to earn only six billion Yuan - not even a billion a year. But dealing in arms, I can earn a billion in just a week.

Young Master Yang feels deceived in his life~~

Yang Feng seems to guess Yang Gang’s thoughts, and sternly coughs twice: "Boss, these weapons are entrusted to us by NCT. We are fully responsible for their protection during transport. If anything goes wrong along the way, such as being hijacked by pirates or seized by the American Navy, we must take on the billion Yuan loss."

Cough!!

Young Master Yang is now extremely sensitive to money, and as soon as he hears about a billion Yuan risk, he suddenly becomes very alert.

Actually, Young Master Yang understands that his ’Love and World Peace’ is more of a secondary arms dealer than an arms merchant. He procures weapons from NCT the arms smuggler and then resells them to the customers. Since NCT is the intermediary, a portion of the profits naturally have to be given to NCT.

Although Young Master Yang is unhappy about it, there is nothing he can do about it at the moment. His ’Love and World Peace’ has just been established and is but an infant. For now, it has to rely on the bulk of NCT; otherwise, it would never be able to survive in the bloody and violent world of arms smuggling.

But knowing Yang Gang’s character, he definitely wouldn’t be willing to be NCT’s secondary dealer forever.

He believes: His ’Love and World Peace’ will ultimately become the king in the field of arms smuggling!

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Yang Gang stays silent for a moment, then sternly queries, "Large caliber bullets and anti-ship missiles are naval weapons, mainly as a safeguard against the American Navy and competitors with heavy weapons. However, they are of little use against small groups of pirates. Has NCT prepared any personal weapons for us?"

"Boss, yes." Qingjiao gets up and continues to retrieve from a partition various items, such as shoulder-fired rocket launchers, large-bore sniper rifles, AK47 semi-automatic rifles, Uzi submachine guns, Gatling M134 heavy machine guns, and Huaxia-made Type 88 sniper rifles and other personal weapons.

Gu Ran is outside the cabin and can’t hear what they’re saying inside. But the place where she hides just happens to have a gap that allows her a glimpse into part of the cabin.

At this moment, she carefully gazes through the gap into the cabin and sees Qingjiao carrying one luxury personal heavy weapon after another.

Seeing those luxurious personal weapons, Gu Ran can’t help but stifle a gasp.

"God, what is Yang Gang planning to do? Even for a drug dealer, this weapon configuration is unbelievably extreme!"

Subconsciously touching the domestic 54 pistol at her waist, her slender body quivers.

This difference in firepower is, well... big.

Unable to disembark and unable to fight.

What... what should I do?

Looking over at the ocean, she thinks, "Although the ship is docked at a remote location, it isn’t far from the pier. If I jump now, I should be able to swim back to the shore. But it will definitely alert them, and there’s a high chance they will shoot me from behind. However, at least there is still a possibility of survival! If I stay aboard the ship and they discover me, they would certainly silence me for good."

Although Gu Ran doesn’t know what Yang Gang and his men are up to, the fact that they’re carrying so many weapons implies they’re not going for a vacation! And after witnessing the crazed Yang Gang at the birthday party, Gu Ran knows for certain that the man is ruthlessly formidable.

Think about it, would one who dared to shoot his own head be benign??!!

Her facial expression changes a few times, and finally, she clenches her teeth and decides to jump into the sea.

She tiptoes quietly over to the stern of the ship to leap into the sea but pulls a grimace as she bends over.

Surprise... Two female ’frogmen’ suddenly surfaced at the bottom of the ship!

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