campus magician

Chapter 623
"No matter how beautiful it is, it's not good. There are so many unscrupulous drug dealers using it to harm people and make money. It's better to be extinct as soon as possible." Xiao Ru shook her head and said.

Seeing Xiaoru talking about drug dealers like this, Meng Kun didn't know what kind of feeling he was feeling. He pondered for a moment and said, "I heard that some drug dealers are not bad people, and they have good intentions."

Xiao Ru didn't agree with this, and asked instead, "How can you sell drugs with a good heart?"

"This..." Meng Kun didn't know what to say, so he just said vaguely, "Drug trafficking is drug trafficking, and what's good in your heart is two different things."

"How can this be two different things? It's something that can ruin people's lives. I've seen anti-drug documentaries on TV before. Those drug addicts are so pitiful. They have lost their entire fortune just to buy these things. Some You don’t even want your personality, you take drugs for money, and you do all kinds of bad things, it’s not as good as those who become transsexuals.”

Meng Kun's face was pale.

You must know that he was addicted to drugs in Thailand, and had no choice but to work in the pornographic service industry. You must know that he is a man, and the items he served are very perverted.

But now he doesn't have to worry about the problem of drug money, but he has become a drug dealer that Xiaoru deeply despises.

"Some drug dealers are forced to go that way. They have never done anything bad, and they have never killed anyone." Meng Kun was talking about himself. Indeed, what Fang Zhuojia said was right, he belonged to drug dealers. He does not have the courage to feed and smoke the drug dealers who let him kill and rob him, so he is a relatively useless drug dealer.

"But he sells drugs, not only harming one person, but also destroying a family, even worse than killing people. In our country, it is very strict in this regard, and if caught, they will be severely punished." Xiaoru said.

Gao Yuan shook his head, and said knowingly: "It's not just a heavy punishment, I heard that smuggling and selling a few kilograms is enough to sentence the death penalty, ah, the death penalty, no matter how much money you earn, you will die."

Meng Kun couldn't help shaking his body.

In fact, up to now, he has not been involved in several drug transports. The last time the drug was hidden in the teak wood was the first time, and now he is about to do the second time.

But the amount of these two times was very large. If one was caught, it would be enough to be shot several times based on one kilogram.

"Huh? Brother, what's wrong with you today? Why is your face so pale?" Xiao Ru asked strangely, "Could it be that you just drank a few glasses of vodka in a row, and some drank too much?"

"Uh..." Meng Kun was speechless, so he could only follow Xiaoru's meaning and say, "I'm a little drunk. My sister, if there is a drug dealer who makes a lot of money, it's enough for you to spend your whole life no matter what." No, then do you like him?"

"Definitely not." Xiao Ru said firmly: "No matter how much money he makes, it's all black money."

"Then if there is such a drug dealer—I mean, if he is actually a good person, he accidentally embarked on this road, and was lucky not to be caught, and suddenly one day his conscience found out that he had lost his way, would you not Would you like this kind of person?"

(End of this chapter)