‘好像是，烟土组织发来的。’
‘等等，让我看看。’
‘深于看着电脑上的信息。’
‘好，将日乐汽水那里，我亲自去送货。’
深于带着周涛等人去到了交易地点。
那里蹲着几个人四处张望着，看见深于几人刚想驱赶，又看见箱子上的日乐，几人立马跑到深于面前。
‘Okay, okay, we don't have any cash at the moment. Why don't we exchange it for tobacco. ’
几名马仔亮出身后的烟土。
‘他们说什么？’
‘他们说，没有现金，要拿烟土换。’
深于看着面前这些摇摇晃晃的马仔。
‘问问他们谁的领头的。’
‘Who is the leader here. ’
几名马仔将路让开，一个年轻人走到前面。
‘I, I'm sorry, we really don't have any cash right now. Can we exchange tobacco for it first. ’
‘Are you in charge of this warehouse. ’
‘Yes, yes, can we deliver it. ’
‘Sure, of course. Do you want more free Japanese music. ’
‘Yes, of course I do. ’
‘Give us the warehouse. ’
‘what? The warehouse is for you, no, this is impossible. He will kill me, will he kill me? Everything. ’
‘Isn't it even more unfortable without Japanese music? Is life worse than death. ’
刘文走到箱子前划开，拿出一瓶日乐汽水晃了晃。
日乐汽水和玻璃瓶碰撞的声音就像钟一样敲击着领头人的心。
领头人就像疯了一样想要拿到那瓶日乐。
深于的小弟看见便拦了下来。
‘Hey, warehouse, give it to us. We'll give you endless Japanese snacks. ’
领头的男子眼神死死盯着刘文手中的日乐，头如捣蒜般点。
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