Fang Buwei had just explained to Feng Jiashan. Sun Youcheng had been hanging out on the dock for two or three years, so he naturally knew how to arrange it.

Fang Buwei just needs to wait for the fire to burn.

Half an hour later, Feng Jiashan came to report that Sun Youcheng had already drunk with the guards guarding the warehouse.

Fang Buwei nodded and signaled that he knew.

Not long after, Ye Xingzhong also sent someone back to report the message, saying that he had stared at Boss Fu's subordinate and found his current address. However, Boss Fu was not there, and this person had never been out again.

Does Boss Fu really dare to hand over such a big business to his subordinates?

Fang Buwei didn't believe it.

If Boss Fu is so careful, it means he is also suspicious by nature. In theory, he will definitely not have such a great courage.

Maybe that subordinate has contacted Boss Fu privately.

Fang Buwei felt a move in his heart and thought of a possibility.

But there is no hurry to do this. The warehouse will be launched soon. Then the fire will be fired and hundreds of kilograms of opium will be burned. Let’s see what Boss Fu’s reaction will be. It will not be too late to confirm it at that time.

After drinking for two hours, the four guards and Sun Youcheng all drank almost the same. They couldn't even stand firm when walking.

Sun Youcheng used the excuse of letting water out of the warehouse and did not come in for a long time. The four guards inside did not see him coming back, and they thought Sun Youcheng was drunk outside.

The leading guard ran out staggeringly and came to find Sun Youcheng. After leaving the warehouse, he saw Sun Youcheng leaning against the warehouse door opposite, smoking a cigarette.

"I still... thought... you fell asleep?" The leader's guard said with his tongue.

These damn guys have nothing to do every day, and they even drink, they have become a jar of wine.

It's so fucking to drink! Sun Youcheng cursed in his heart, bit his tongue, and tried to keep himself awake.

Five people drank nearly eight bottles of soju. If Sun Youcheng hadn't been secretly vomiting twice, he wouldn't have been much better than the guard leader in front of him.

"Go in... go in... and drink again!" the leading guard shouted.

"Wait...wait until I'm done... and then..." Sun Youcheng raised the cigarette butt in his hand, "Damn, you don't even let the cigarette... smoke..."

"Brother Sun... don't be surprised!" The guard leader also came over and asked Sun Youcheng to smoke, "The things inside are too precious and are the most shameful..."

Waiting outside for so long, I'm just waiting for this out.

Boss Fu naturally would not arrange for his men who are addicted to smoking to guard the opium. But these people are all smoking cigarettes, especially the captain, who is still addicted to smoking.

Sun Youcheng quietly took out the cigarette box and lit it for the guard leader. The two of them leaned against the wall and began to suck the clouds and mist.

The other three people inside did not see Sun Youcheng and his elder brother coming in, and ran out one by one.

After a while, the five people gathered together, and they all muttered cigarettes.

If there weren't many mosquitoes outside, even the bar might have moved out.

After getting enough to smoke, several guards and Sun Youcheng staggered into the warehouse again.

There were sparks of cigarette butts at the door, and one of them was thrown into the dead grass in the corner of the wall by Sun Youcheng.

Another hour later, after drinking the remaining two bottles of soju, the warehouse was still awake, and only Sun Youcheng and the guard leader were left. The guard leader was still holding on to send Sun Youcheng out of the door.

As soon as the two of them left the door, they saw a red dark fire emitting the corner of the wall opposite. Although no flames emerged, the dark fire had already spread to the dead grass at the base of the wall and burned out for a long time.

"Tornado... egg..." The captain of the guard walked over cursingly and stepped on Mars a few times. If Sun Youcheng hadn't helped him, he would have almost fallen over.

Sun Youcheng asked the captain of the guard to lean against the door and stepped on the burning dead grass by himself. He stopped until he could not see the sparks.

It must be someone who accidentally threw the cigarette butt into the grass just now. The captain didn't care. Seeing Sun Youcheng stepping on the fire, he cursed at the several escorts who were sleeping inside.

"Sun...Brother Sun... Walk slowly..." The captain of the guard shouted at Sun Youcheng who was shaking one step.

Sun Youcheng waved his hand and continued to walk forward.

When the captain closed the door and there was no movement in the warehouse, two figures appeared from the corner of the wall, wiping matches, and lighting the stubble that had just been stomped out by Sun Youcheng.

Naturally, few people take care of the places used to release goods. In winter, the hay in some places is higher than the roof, so it is most suitable to set fire.

After a while, the flames rushed up to the roof and directly burned the rafters protruding from the roof.

...

One of the guards inside was awakened alive.

When the guard opened his eyes, the roof of the entire warehouse was on fire. He shouted and shouted, kicked and beaten, but the other three people seemed to be dead and could not even wake up. The guard had no choice but to drag out one by one.

When he dragged the captain of the guard and one of his companions out and went to save the last person, the fire broke the beam of the house and seemed to be unable to enter.

"It's time to go, it's time to go... save people..." The guard shouted loudly.

The dock workers who heard the noise nearby carried the buckets, the basins, and ran to put out the fires in a row. Feng Jiashan and several team members were also mixed in.

But the fire was too big and there was no way to save it. We could only prevent it from affecting other warehouses.

Fortunately, there is a narrow passage between each warehouse. The tops of the walls of several nearby houses were splashed with water, and the hay in the corners of the walls was shoveled clean, and it was finally not affected.

Even so, there are three burned warehouses.

One is the one where Boss Fu hides opium, and the other two are opposite. One of them is the one where Fengjiashan uses to hide people during the day.

The fire burns from the opposite side.

Even the person was not rescued, so the opium inside was naturally not spared. After pouring several buckets of ice water, the guards rushed the captain.

"What's wrong?" the captain of the guard opened his eyes in a daze and asked.

"Brother, all the goods were burned, and Ergouzi was burned to death!" The guard pointed to the burning Zhengwang warehouse and cried.

Looking at the raging fire in front of him, the captain's guard's wine was awakened halfway. He struggled to get up, ran forward for two steps, and then fell out.

Although his brain was frightened and became conscious, the captain's body was still soft.

"Hurry...go, make this call and notify the boss..." The captain of the guard was scared and shouted to his subordinates with his trembling lips.

My subordinates were crying and crying: "Brother, where can I call so late?"

"Go to Changning Street, find Brother Qing, and ask him to notify the boss..." the captain roared.

Such a large batch of goods, it was burned as soon as possible. God knows whether the boss would let him pay his life. The captain of the guard was already scared and lost his mind.
Chapter completed!