Chapter 438 Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful!
Chapter 438 Tsk tsk tsk, how pitiful!
While waiting for everyone to be brought over, Gouwa continued talking about another matter.
“A few days ago I made a special trip to find a few thugs who loiter on the streets. These people are eager to make money, but they are not willing to take risks, so this short mule is really not easy to find.”
Damn it, he doesn't even have two yuan in his pocket, yet he insists on not doing anything. He's so short-sighted. He deserves to be poor his whole life, and he deserves to die poor.
Blackie's expression was obscured by the smoke; all that could be seen was a couple of casual nods. "We'll see. This group of men can still be used."
"Hehe, big brother, I do have an idea."
Gouwa had wanted to bring this up for a long time, and now was the perfect opportunity.
Blackie casually looked up at him and said, "Tell me about it."
It's best if they don't say anything nonsense.
Blackie is a reckless man who lives on the edge. To avoid unnecessary trouble, he is very strict with his men and even teaches them the law, just in case some bastard messes up and causes trouble for him.
It's really bizarre that a criminal organization that combines human trafficking and drug trafficking has members who are all knowledgeable about the law.
It might sound like a joke if you told others, but it did indeed help them exploit loopholes in law enforcement.
Gouwa chuckled twice, rubbed his hands together, and tentatively said, "We can sell the goods to Myanmar and then bring them back from Myanmar. We can let them bring these things back. Isn't that killing two birds with one stone?"
No sooner had he finished speaking than a loud slap landed across his face.
"Snapped!"
Gouwa was terrified. He didn't even dare to cover his face and stood there with his head down, not moving.
The others only glanced at it before not daring to look again, lest they get into trouble.
"Pooh!"
Blackie spat out the cigarette from his mouth, his fierce eyes wishing he could kill Gouwa right now. "Have you lost your mind? Those Burmese people don't even speak the same language as us. Bringing people here is just like giving them away."
"These days, Chinese people, let alone their hearts, are all red-minded. If anything is even slightly off, they'll report you directly, understand?!"
Gouwa was a little confused. "Then, all those goods we sold were of dubious origin, so why didn't anyone report them?"
Too lazy to argue with this idiot, Blackie simply told him to give up; what he was thinking was impossible.
Chu Xin knew why. The reason these people were so bold was that even if someone discovered that someone had been trafficked, they would think it was "someone else's business."
Regarding this "common" phenomenon, some people may not necessarily believe that buying people is illegal.
Honestly, in many places there are wives from other places. If a family has such a person, the neighbors will even go and see her as a rare sight, and because of the language difference, they will call her a "barbarian".
The term "outsider's wife" is considered a very nice way to address someone.
But if a foreigner who doesn't speak the language at all actually sneaks in, that would be a different story.
Currently, Chinese people are not very accepting of foreigners, and it is easy to touch on politically sensitive topics.
To put it bluntly, these people may not have good intentions, but they may be surprisingly patriotic. Plus, there are rewards for reporting spies, so who wouldn't want to earn that money?
"People are coming."
Suddenly someone outside said...
Hei Ye kicked off the stool he was using to stand on, stood up, and walked outside.
The house wasn't big, but it was divided into two rooms. The inner room was where the drugs were packaged, and the outer room was where Blackie lived.
For safety reasons, Chu Yunting was brought here blindfolded.
When Blackie came out from the inner room and met him, his eyebrows twitched, and his bad premonition grew stronger.
The man's clothes looked fine, but his physique and posture... if he weren't a soldier, he'd twist his head off and let Gouwa kick it around like a ball.
He glared menacingly at Gouwa, and without hesitation, pressed the gun against Chu Yunting's forehead. He ordered the others, "Take him away and deal with him. Tell everyone to run!"
Then he shouted into the inner room, "Pack everything up and move immediately!"
Chu Yunting had already untied the ropes from his hands, so the current restraints were just a cover.
A person trapped in darkness is very sensitive to the slightest movement around them. The reason he didn't move was because he knew that someone was pointing a gun at him.
Chu Yunting wondered whether to fight back now or wait for Chu Xin to come over.
Soon someone came over to pull him away. Feeling the gun barrel on his head leave, Chu Yunting immediately broke free of the ropes binding his hands. He didn't even have time to remove the black cloth covering his face and instinctively lunged forward and rolled on the ground.
He bet the person who gave the order didn't fire because they didn't want to attract attention.
Sure enough, there were no gunshots, but the whistling sound of blades cutting through the air followed immediately in his ears.
It had already rolled twice, but it was still relentlessly chasing after him.
Outside the cabin.
Chu Xin also moved.
He used both hands to grab the two window frames and pulled them down, then jumped into the house.
The people who were hurriedly packing up the drugs were stunned for a moment before they grabbed their weapons and attacked the uninvited guests.
However, the opponent was very fast. In the blink of an eye, the figure disappeared into the encirclement, and the full-force attack, filled with killing intent, landed on the companion rushing towards them.
"Ah-"
Immediately, screams erupted.
Blackie, who was chasing Chu Yunting from the outside, immediately stopped his attack and rushed in. Before he could even see what was happening, a shadow flashed with cold light and came hurtling towards his face. He instinctively dodged, and with a "clang," a short knife grazed his head and pierced the wall.
There was a faint warmth in his neck. When Blackie raised his hand to touch it, he realized that his entire ear had been cut off at the root.
The pain slowly crept in belatedly. He looked up, his sinister eyes fixed on the woman who had suddenly appeared in the room, their cold light like poison.
The gun in his hand creaked as he gripped it, and looking at his useless underlings, his murderous intent surged to the top of his head.
All the treasures he had recently acquired were now completely ruined and scattered all over the place.
He had never felt so frustrated since his debut, and he had no reason left. He raised his gun and fired.
"Brothers, copy the guy!"
Chu Xin naturally wouldn't sit idly by and wait to die. When two gunshots rang out, she grabbed an iron bar from one of the men and smashed it in his face.
"Ding Ding!"
The bullet struck the iron bar, sending sparks flying. Blackie was blinded and horrified. How could a person be faster than a bullet?
Now that the fight had officially begun, Chu Xin stopped teasing them and, without giving them a chance to use their guns, proceeded to beat up the entire room of people with her bare hands.
She possessed immense strength and lightning speed; each punch she landed was so powerful it carried a howling gale, sending anyone she struck flying backward with a scream.
For a moment, screams and the sound of bones breaking filled the small space. Blackie, who was blocking the doorway and ready to catch Chu Xin and shoot her, was completely dumbfounded.
Knowing that things couldn't end well today, he disregarded the situation inside the house and tried to back away.
Where there is life, there is hope.
He had barely moved when a sharp pain shot through his back, and he was kicked back into the inner room uncontrollably.
Chu Yunting had been fighting with several other people outside before he had a chance to come over. The person inside was screaming so pitifully that he knew it was Chu Xin without even looking. How could he let the culprit escape?
He wiped the blood from his mouth, leaned against the door frame and peered inside. Tsk tsk tsk, what a pitiful sight!
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