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Chapter 25 Human Traffickers

Seeing the person coming, the originally noisy carriage became quiet, "I don't know, the boss (bald head) asked us to arrest him."

I was stupid to ask this bunch of losers.

The person who came looked like an orangutan and could not be recognized in the crowd. Because he had been holding a gun all the time, the tiger's mouth of his hand was thick and calloused. He was snatched away by the one-eyed man and remained silent. He got out of the car and puffed out smoke while waiting for the four boys to move. When I got up, I went to the co-pilot.

The driver didn't want to pay attention to the one-eyed man and replied perfunctorily, "Um...really...ah, right, right, right," and rolled his eyes crazily inwardly.

The one-eyed man put his feet on it and said, "If the organization wants to develop, it has to rely on me. Without me, it will be over."

He hummed a little tune and shook his legs happily.

Suddenly there was a cold, hard round hole pressed against his temple. The one-eyed man was sweating. "Don't...don't...speak carefully if you have anything to say." He became a fragile shadow puppet.
  The night watchman picked up the slender control string on his body, played with it harshly, and then suddenly dropped it. The shadow puppet lost its support, its limbs became weak, and it slid down weakly.

"Bang" the car door closed.

The driver twisted his mouth, smiled, and gloated.

Pretend, if you like to pretend, you should treat him!
  The one-eyed man wiped off his sweat and climbed up into the carriage with his tail between his legs. He saw the younger brothers complimenting each other cheerfully, like patting a winter melon, and patted four heads to vent his anger. live!".

The younger brother was not angry, he still had the same happy expression, "Boss, brother xx said that the place is full and the goods can be transferred out tonight." Human trafficking is a hugely profitable business, and they can get a lot of money back as their underlings.

The follower thinks that life will get better and better after following the boss. In the future, he will use the money from human trafficking to buy a wife. He imagines that he will have hot food to eat and sleep on a hot bed when he returns home.

He thought: I can have a good year this year!
  In the sack at his feet was someone else's child.

The van was modified and benches were installed on both sides of the van. The boys sat on it with knives in their pockets, and the middle was empty. They let the people they deceived and kidnapped them if they couldn't deceive them.

Ji Jiuru and her second sister were also lying under the car. After "fainting", she could only watch the outside world through the live broadcast room.

The host can set the live broadcast perspective to the first perspective that the host sees, or to the third perspective. This is written as a third perspective, but Ji Jiuru’s feeling after experiencing it is more like the perspective of God, who can see the scene 20 meters around the anchor.

Judging from the meaning of the barrage, it seems that every time her live broadcast room upgrades to a level, the audience's experience will be different.

As the anchor, Ji Jiuru can only use the most primitive third perspective, which is enough for her to stare at the one-eyed man and his younger brother.

"Go, go, go, don't you just want to go back to celebrate the New Year?" The one-eyed man was no longer angry when he heard this. He smiled and asked the little followers to squeeze in and make room for him.

Before he could sit firmly, the car flew away.

The one-eyed male puppet was thrown hard on his younger brother by an invisible hand. He opened his mouth to greet the eighteenth generation of the driver's ancestors, and then thought about who he was so frightened that he fell off the passenger seat.

The stove that had just been turned on was flooded, and no flame came out, and he became a one-eyed mute.

Sins turned into the shape of a car, loaded with goods, and the last passenger on board was about to enter the eighteenth level of hell.

……

Seeing the van from a distance, the two guys guarding the door opened the exquisite iron door and let the old and out of place car drive into the gorgeous villa. If someone were passing by, they would definitely be curious about whose house it belongs to. The owner has such a strong taste that the car looked like it had been marinated in a swill bucket for seven days and nights. When the car drove in, the gatekeeper took out a black cloth and covered the iron door so that people outside could not see what was going on inside the villa through the iron door. Also give them their own funeral.

"Boss, we've brought all the goods." The driver drove the van into the garage of the villa, got out of the car and reported to the bald man who had been waiting there for a long time. The bald man nodded to him and the mute.

The one-eyed man got out of the car and wanted to complain to the bald head. When he saw the bald head's dark complexion, he changed from a braised egg to a preserved egg. He did not dare to say anything and stood behind a younger brother, trying to reduce his sense of presence.

"We have to transport people out tonight," Pidan said with a solemn expression, raising his head and asking the driver and the mute to follow him into the house.

Everyone would follow the one-eyed man who went over to join in the fun. Because the mute was there, he didn’t follow the bald butt. He grabbed a young man in the villa by his collar and shouted,

"Where's the food! Did that bitch xxx's stomach explode after eating it? If you haven't brought me food for so long, I'm going to starve to death!"

After entering the house and closing the door, Pi Dan patted the mute on the shoulder and motioned for them to sit on the sofa. He told the driver, "I just caught an undercover. I wanted to sneak into the guard room secretly and use the phone there to call the police. Our undercover saw him and knocked him unconscious." .

Now I am being guarded by people from the security department in the guard room. The undercover agent convinced the guards that it was dark and he would be sent to the police station tomorrow and report back."

He didn't want to admit, "We were exposed and we had to evacuate quickly." He sank into the soft sofa and took a deep breath of cigarette.

"Just in time, we have caught enough people that the boss wants today." The driver went to junior high school and used to be the village accountant.

He stood up and reported the count to the two of them: "The boys caught three, we can sell them ourselves, the girls are worthless, there are only three, and the women are thirty-two. Give thirty to the boss, and we will share the rest." ”.

Deliver the goods with one hand and pay with the other hand.

The boss will give them a deposit in advance and pay the final payment when the goods arrive.

Originally, they were people from all over the country who gathered together for money. When they divided the money, they didn't need to get a letter of introduction. They just wandered around the country, hiding from the limelight before returning to their hometowns. Wait until the next time a boss comes to see them, and then get together.

"Okay!" Pidan felt relieved when he heard the count.

He turned back to his bald head and said, "Then let's do it this way. Brothers will have a better time at night. We won't sleep and transport all the goods out."

There will be plenty of time to sleep later.

"Old rules, driver, you can speak. You go and see the boss with the goods and get paid. The mute will protect you, and I will take care of you." The bald head decided on the final version. The driver shrugged and said he had no objection. The mute... couldn't speak.

The door was opened, "Brothers, let's chat, let's eat!"

The one-eyed man rushed into the room with a roasted chicken leg and asked the three of them to go to the kitchen to eat. Compared with the three people in the room, he was so stupid that he didn't look like a layered person. The others' brains were carefully drawn, while his brain only had one pixel.

When the one-eyed man saw that no one was paying attention to him, he went out and said to himself, "How can people not eat?"

The driver looked at his back and asked the bald man who had turned into a preserved man again, "What should I do with this guy? Do I still need to take him?".

Pidan and Dumb looked back at him at the same time, their eyes full of disgust: You keep this thing, aren't you afraid of being infected?
  Pidan Jiejie said, "Leave him in the villa. The rest depends on his fate." He smiled sinisterly.

(End of this chapter)