Chapter 135

This is a very spacious room. On the Buddhist niche on the north wall of the room, there is a beautifully carved Buddha statue. On the offering table in front of the Shrine were melons, fruits, vegetables and half a fresh pig's head.

Four futons were placed on the ground in front of the table. Four people knelt on the futon, holding a column of lighted sandalwood in their hands and chanting words in their mouth. After reading for a while, they put the incense into the censer on the offering table.

The smoke curled up like a column and dispersed into a mist in front of the Buddha, curling around the Buddha's head. The smile on the Buddha's face was alive, like life.

The four men stood up, bowed solemnly in front of the Buddha, took a long breath, looked at each other and smiled, and then sat down on the big round table in the room. Behind each of them stood four or five bodyguard like people, different in height, fat and thin, but they looked at others with ferocious and vicious eyes.

Then, as soon as the inner door opened, someone came out with three little girls, put them on the futon in front of the Buddha and knelt down with their backs to the Buddha.

Several girls were obviously too frightened, tears were flowing all the time, but they didn't dare to make the slightest sound.

A tall, strong man with long hair came out and said to the four men on the round table, "here are the people. Pick them."

A fat man said discontentedly, "we have to check. Didn't we say four?"

"There were four, but that one was taken back by muka," he said

The fat man scolded, "fuck muka, are you kidding us? Take back the chicks you sell. I haven't seen a woman!"

Must check said: "you speak carefully."

"What? Who do you think you are? You're just a dog next to muka!" the fat man squeezed out his cigar on the table, and the man behind him stepped forward and touched the gun in his waist.

However, the people around him have already raised AK.

Both sides were at war, and the smell of gunpowder overshadowed the smell of sandalwood in the room.

An older bald man on the round table rounded up and said, "Oh, it's all his own people. Why do you have to be unhappy about such a thing?"

The fat man said, "usually there are dozens of chickens. This time there are only three chickens. There are four of us. How do you tell us to divide them?"

Have to check said: "there are three good, you think now the mainland chicks easy to catch!"

The bald man also said, "yes, yes, the mainland is now under strict control. It's not as easy to bring chickens here as before. Local chickens can't sell at a high price."

The fat man came down the steps and asked the bodyguard to put the guy away. He complained, "where can mainland chickens be expensive? A chick can't make much money!"

The men on the round table also agreed one after another: "yes, they earn less originally. You have to check. Let muka put that one too. He doesn't lack women."

Must check said: "that one is favored by general Wu suoton. Go yourself."

As soon as these people listened to Wu suoton, they stopped talking.

The bald man stood up, walked up to several girls, raised their chins with his hands and looked at them one by one. After reading it, he said: "the goods are OK and can earn thousands of yuan. There are many brothers under his hand and can't be divided. You have to check that your price is cheaper. You can't be as expensive as last time."

Cha hum: "you can earn at least a few thousand dollars by selling white pigs in Yangon or Chiang Mai on your first night. It's not without selling tens of thousands of dollars when you meet a silly beep. Plus the first seven, it's not much worse than selling white powder! You can make money for several years in the future!"

The fat man said, "go! Just add the first seven on the first night. Muka's boy does a drug test with chicks. It's hard to say whether the goods from your family will live for a year."

When the fat man had just finished, he heard gunshots in the yard, and three shots in a row.

"What's going on?" everyone in the room was startled.

"What can I do for you? This is general Wu's territory. Even if the police and government forces want to do business, they have to say hello to general Wu." dacha said lightly, assigned a subordinate and said, "go and have a look."

Other people calmed down when Cha said this. Although they were doing business that could not be seen, Wu suoton was following them after all. Even drug trafficking was aboveboard, not to mention they were just doing some gambling stalls and chicken shops.

But after a while, it was not possible for the people sent by cha to come and reply, and people couldn't help but wonder.

At this time, there was the sound of footsteps on the stairs. It sounded like climbing a building in slippers.

Who is this? The one who went down just now was wearing sneakers!

The fat man subconsciously looked at his feet and the feet of others in the room. None of them wore slippers.

The door creaked open.

A young man with messy hair appeared at the door, wearing an old windbreaker, his hands in his trouser pockets, dragging a pull board on his feet and stepping in.

"Who are you?" dacha and the other four big men asked almost at the same time, and their men raised their guns

"Oh, I'm Aoki. I'm looking for someone called decha." Aoki lazily walked in without looking at those people. He only went to the Buddha statue, first looked at the three little girls kneeling on the futon, then looked up at the Buddha statue with high eyes, and then yawned.

"I just have to check. What are you looking for me for?"

Although there were more than a dozen pistols and two AK in the room aimed at the man in front of him at the same time, there was still an inexplicable panic. And he felt as if he had seen the man somewhere and heard his name.

"Are you muka's men?" Aoki asked.

"Yes. Are you on that road again?" I have to ask.

"What about the girl muka brought from China?" Aoki asked.

Cha narrowed his eyes and asked, "why do you ask this?"

Aoki said, "of course, take her back!"

The people in the room seemed to understand and laughed.

"Take it back?" ducha smiled and almost burst into tears. "So you're from the mainland! Are you a policeman or the child's father? Oh, no, the child's father died long ago."

"Well, well, no matter who you are, I admire your courage! Look for yourself. These three girls are brought from the mainland. Which one do you want to take?" he said, pointing to the girl on the futon.

Aoki said, "although I'm not looking for these, since they are all Chinese, of course I'll take them back."

"All?" the fat man interrupted. "Your appetite is a little too big."

Cha waved his hand and said, "it doesn't matter. We're fair. If you can offer a high enough price to satisfy all the people here, it doesn't hurt if you take it away."

Aoki asked, "how much is it?"

"Ten thousand dollars a," said de Cha, glancing at the others, "are you satisfied?"

The fat man and others nodded happily: "yes, although it's a little less, it's good to be so worry-free."

Aoki said, "OK!"

He took it out in his pocket, as if he had hidden a lot of change in his shriveled trouser pocket.

"Have you? Your trouser pocket can't be Alibaba's treasure house? Do you want to shout sesame open the door for you?"

The fat man teased, and everyone else looked at Aoki like a joke.

"Don't worry, I'm rich!"

Aoki really took out a stack of money and put it on the table.