Shocking! The young educated youth had just arrived and was already clashing with spies.

Chapter 437 Now she was truly heartbroken. It was all over, completely over!

At the same time, Zhou Yichen and Lu Chen also led their men over.

The specially borrowed police dogs sniffed around non-stop along the way. Although it wasted some time, at least they didn't get the location wrong.

The two of them and a dog led the way, while the others remained hidden. They quietly narrowed the area along the way and soon ran into the group of women who had just finished dropping off the people and were happily preparing to go back to their sentry post.

Two big men with a large wolfhound – this combination looked suspicious. The most alert woman immediately felt a chill creep up her back and down her neck; it was the worst possible premonition.

He quickly gave the others a wink, turned around and walked back, saying, "Oh, I just remembered I still have some chores to finish at home, I'll head back now."

The others realized what was happening and immediately moved closer to Zhou Yichen and Lu Chen to block their path. It wasn't that they weren't afraid of death, but that as long as they couldn't catch them in the act, no one could do anything to them.

"The young man looks unfamiliar. He's not from around here, is he? What does he do?"

He spoke politely, but his eyes betrayed his calculation.

The woman was trying to run away from the crowd when two people suddenly jumped out from the wall and blocked her way.

She gritted her teeth. This place was a bit far from the final hideout. She wondered if the people inside could hear her if she shouted.

It was a good idea, but it was too late.

Suddenly a commotion came from behind, but no one screamed. The woman was puzzled and turned around to see that the two young men had already swiftly and efficiently taken everyone down.

She wasn't spared either. A whip kick swept over her from mid-air, not only distorting her face but also nearly knocking her brain out. Her attempt to scream turned into a painful groan.

"Well!"

My mouth tasted blood, and half of my teeth were loose.

When she was dizzy and tried to get up again, about ten more people jumped down from the wall on one side of the alley.

They were all tall and strong young men, all with buzz cuts; you could tell who they were at a glance.

The woman's already unattractive face turned ashen, and her body trembled violently.

This is specifically for them.

As the woman's eyes darted around, the man who had kicked her approached. Following his two strong, long legs upwards, the man's face was so cold and stern it could freeze a person to death.

"Take the man back, the rest of you continue!"

The order came from another man who was leading the dog. He was holding a gun and pointed it at himself. "Keep a close watch on this man. Don't let him escape!"

Knowing that her behavior had been too conspicuous and had been remembered, the woman, feigning pain, began to roll on the ground, yelling, "Who are you people? How can you hit people like this... ugh..."

She had just rolled once when someone suddenly stepped on her. The person behind her quickly tied her with a rope, and the deliberately raised tone was completely muffled by a tattered strip of cloth that appeared out of nowhere.

"Uh-huh--"

Nobody paid any attention to her, and her companions all received the same treatment.

Now she was truly heartbroken. It was all over, completely over!

……

the other side.

Using her mental power, Chu Xin expanded outwards from the courtyard she had just left, exploring all the nearby courtyards before finally finding it in the most inconspicuous corner.

It was also a cellar, but much smaller. Five or six children were crammed into the small space, their bodies linked together by a rope, unlike the imprisoned women.

They huddled together like little puppies; the traffickers must have deliberately starved them, as they were all emaciated and pale.

Even if it weren't tied up, it probably wouldn't be able to run.

Chu Xin didn't rush over, but instead went to find Chu Yunting. His place had the most people and the strictest management of the three hideouts, and he even kept two dogs there.

"Shh, was someone just shouting?"

Chu Xin lay prone on the roof. People were walking back and forth in the courtyard. They were surrounded by heavy walls at a lower level, so their voices were not as clear as when she was at a higher level.

There was indeed someone shouting just now, and the voice sounded quite familiar. Chu Xin probed out with her spiritual power and found that it was Zhou Yichen and Lu Chen who had brought people over and intercepted those women as well.

The plan was progressing smoothly, and Chu Xin then focused her attention on the courtyard.

The other man, who had been chirping and teasing the bird, stopped what he was doing, listened carefully, but heard no sound. He glanced unhappily at the man who had just spoken, and then chewed on something, turning it over and over.

"Don't scare yourself. Don't make a fuss. This place is not easy for ordinary people to find. The aunties and grandmas outside are more alert than us, especially Sister Yunying. It's definitely this one!"

They did something so heinous and immoral, yet they still have the nerve to give a thumbs up.

Chu Xin frowned slightly, her hands itching.

However, we cannot take action yet, and can only regretfully let these two pests go for now.

However, she will definitely beat everyone up equally, and these two will definitely not escape either.

After thinking for a moment, Chu Xin leaned down again, and soon disappeared from the rooftop.

The next time it appeared, it was perched on the windowsill of a small house.

The window wasn't covered with glass, but with newspaper. It was probably to prevent people from peeping through it; there were several layers of newspaper, and an old cloth curtain was also used.

Therefore, the light inside the house was very dim even in broad daylight. There was no electricity in the shantytown, and the lighting inside the house relied entirely on oil lamps.

Although the room was not large, there were quite a few people inside. On a large, open table, in addition to an oil lamp, there were also several candles. People were gathered around the table, carrying out their tasks in an orderly manner.

At this time, opium and heroin were the most common and easiest drugs to circulate.

So both of these were on the table, but the amount of opium was not much. Someone was wrapping the finished product pieces in oiled paper and then stacking them one by one into prepared bamboo tubes, which would be very convenient to take out later.

The important thing is that when sold in bulk, it is not only discreet but also easy to carry.

The other group was repackaging heroin. Since it was powder, they scraped off equal portions little by little with bamboo strips and then packaged it in paper.

This is smaller and more concealed than opium, so the quantity can be quite large, enough to make you rich overnight.

The man who had grabbed Chu Yunting's face looked around several times, his joy evident on his face. This was all money!

"Boss, once we open up sales channels for these good products, we'll be rolling in money. How about we send some to the provinces of Sichuan and Chongqing, which we have good relations with?"

Those underground gambling dens, brothels, and mahjong parlors are all good places to sell these things.

"Wait a minute."

The man called "boss" kept smoking silently. He glanced at the long table and then said, "This is a new business for us. Don't be too greedy the first time. Safety is the priority. Once we get the market going, we can make as much money as we want."

What worries him most are the drug smugglers. Myanmar is not a short distance from here. It's not a big deal if they die on the way there, but it would be a real problem if they die on the way back.

It's unsafe to find someone else to carry the drugs again; if we don't want to suffer losses, we have to bring the body back from a long distance, which will also attract more attention.

"Dog Boy, give those short mules more benefits, money is fine too, don't be stingy and let your health suffer and something bad happen."

Upon hearing the boss mention this, the man named Gouwa recalled the man who had just been sent over; his physique was definitely top-notch.

"Hey, you were right. Sister Yunying sent over a guy today who will definitely meet your requirements. Boss, you should meet him."

"Oh?"

The leader paused in his smoking, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes. "How did they get here?"

Gouwa then recounted what had happened.

The man's face grew increasingly grim. He had been handling guns since he was 16, committing murder, robbery, and human trafficking—he did everything. From being known as "Little Black" to being called "Master Black" by people in the underworld, he had a dozen or so lives on his hands.

His sixth sense was exceptionally strong; he almost instinctively felt that Gouwa was acting strangely.

Thinking this, the boss, Blackie, already had a gun in his hand. "Go, bring the man over here!"